In Petrograd the fare for half-an-hour's cab ride is equal to two hundred pounds in English money at the old rate of exchange. Fortunately in London one could spend the best part of a day in a taxi-cab for that amount.
"Before washing a flannel suit," says a home journal, "shake it and beat it severely with a stick." Before doing this, however, it would be just as well to make sure that the whole of the husband has been removed.
A lion-tamer advertises in a contemporary for a situation. It is reported that Mr. Smillie contemplates engaging him for Sir Robert Horne.
Whatever else happens, somebody says, the public must hang together. But what does he think we do in a Tube?
"Primroses have been gathered at Welwyn," says The Evening News. As even this seems to have failed we think it is time to drop these attempts to draw the Poet Laureate.