From an hotel advertisement:—
"Fishing on lake and stream, also 4 ½ miles Vyrnwy River, recently redecorated."
Provincial Paper.
"SHOT AT DAWN AGAIN.
By Horatio Bottomley."
"John Bull" Poster.
This accomplished marksman seems to have missed his man at the first attempt.
WHEN THE CHESTNUT FLOWERS.
Famous Folk who visit Hampton Court.
(Specially contributed by our mendacious Paragraphical Expert after the best models.)
Wonderful is the lure that Cardinal Wolsey's ancient seat has for all classes of Londoners, especially now when the spires of pink and yellow blossoms rise amidst the dark foliage of Bushey Park, but it is not generally known how many celebrities of the day are attracted to Hampton Court Palace unobserved by anybody but me, who make a habit of noticing this kind of thing. Leaders in the worlds of politics and art wander on the closely-shaven lawns or through the stately chambers, where our English kings made their home and in most cases left their bedsteads behind for posterity to admire. It is as if some irresistible compulsion drove the great minds of the present to commune with the mighty shades of the past. Either that or because the return fare from Waterloo is comparatively cheap.
Paying my penny to visit the Great Vine the other day, I found myself alone in the conservatory with none other than the Chancellor of the Exchequer himself, who was regarding this magnificent specimen of horticulture with evident interest through his monocle. After mentioning to him that its record output was twenty-two hundred clusters, I could not resist the temptation of asking him whether he thought the manufacture of home-grown wines would be stimulated by the provisions of the present Budget. Mr. Chamberlain, however, returned an evasive reply and went out to join Sir Edward Carson, who was pacing up and down in front of the Orangery.