I asked him if he knew who the Subaltern might be, and what object of overwhelming importance he had thus returned to retrieve.
"Yes, that was Billy Blank."
"And what was it he was carrying when we met him?"
"A sort of young Saratoga?"
We nodded. Our informant seemed to hesitate a moment.
"Well," he said at last, "I don't see why you shouldn't know, though it's a sort of battalion secret—not that Billy would mind anyone knowing. It's his love-letters."
Vicarious Prophylactics.
"How you may dodge the horrible 'Grippe.'"
"Give your children a cold shower every morning."—Ottawa Evening Journal.