Mr. Oscar Browning has republished, with other Historical Essays, his account of the Flight to Varennes, in which he demonstrates that Carlyle was hopelessly wrong in the narrative which glows through the most famous and fascinating chapter in The French Revolution. There seems no doubt about it; but Autolycus says, he knows a man who would rather be wrong with Carlyle than right with O. B.
Met the Duke of Sotto-Voce to-day. Evidently in most doleful dumps. "No, it's not the weather, Autolycus," he said. "Fact is that, although supposed to be a rich man, I am reduced to extremities. Lunched yesterday at the Carlton off dish of braised ox-tail, and supped at night at Beefsteak on cow-heel à la cordonnier."
Autolycus hears that, early in the New Year, Mr. Armitstead, Mr. Gladstone's host in the South of France, will be raised to the Peerage, under the title of Baron Biarritz Of Barmouth. "Pau! Pau!" said Mr. Stuart-Rendell, when the rumour reached him. "What are Barmouth and Biarritz? I took Mr. G. on to the Pyrenees, and Cannes. If a fresh Barony is to be created for Armitstead, what shall I have?" "Why, a Canne'd one," said Algy West, who is always so ready. (Signed) Autolycus.
"The Liberator Building Society:"—To liberate, means, "make free." If the present charges are proven, the title will be rather appropriate, considering how very free it seems to have made with a considerable amount of property.
