It is strange, but the morning breeze is laden with Bacteria.
Why, that is the fifth dust-cart that has emptied its contents here this afternoon.
How merrily the dustmen are spreading the refuse over the surface of the grass.
The haggard Park-keeper seems to be growing paler and palerevery day.
I wonder why that entire family of children have broken out into green spots.
Who would have thought that the baby that had been brought
here for a little fresh air would have turned blue in the perambulator!
Who is really responsible for the conversion of an open pleasure-ground into a deadly centre for the dissemination of fever?