"And Captain Spenlow has just been telling me," continued Gwennie, "that you occupied this sector all through the War and that you hung on right to the very last, notwithstanding incredible efforts to dislodge you."
At this crude statement of the naked facts Slingswivel's face went a deeper shade of purple, and you can appreciate why I put in an urgent application for immediate release, on compassionate grounds, and why the Major gladly endorsed it.
The New Minister. "Boy, do ye no ken it's the Sawbath?"
Boy. "Oh ay, fine. But this is work o' necessity."
Minister. "An' hoo is that?"
Boy. "The meenister's comin' tae dinner an' we've naethin' tae gie 'im."
"WAR CRIMINALS.
THE THREE PREMIERS MEET ALONE TO-DAY."—Evening Paper.