And a bargain that's bad is a bargain to mend.
That German is not yet gone out of the shop,
Recall him a moment—to look at that cheque!
It may not be one that a banker would stop,
But is it "Good Value"? This rede you may reck,
Mr. Shopman, sans shame. 'Tis pure fiddle-dedee
To give too much away with your Pound of Tea!
HARROW OR HANVER?
From an all-too-brief correspondence in the P. M. G., we learn that Mr. John Addington Symonds is very angry with Mr. Frank Harris for a statement appearing in a Fortnightly Review article of his, that he "went to Hanver at the age of thirteen." Mr. Symonds explains that it was to Harrow that he went at that period of his life, and that he has never been to Hanver at all—which, no doubt, is a matter of great importance to mankind in general. He complains, moreover, that his essay is "villanously ill-edited." Surely this is what Polonius would call "an ill-phrase," and suggests a doubt whether Mr. Symonds cultivated much at Harrow those "ingenuous arts," the study of which "softens the manners and does not permit them to be brutal." Perhaps it is not even now too late for him to pick them up. He might try Hanver.