"MOWING THEM DOWN!"
Gunner H—rc—rt. "NOT MANY OF 'EM LEFT NOW!"
EARLY LOGIC.
Little Girl (of inquiring mind, to Stud Groom, looking at a Mare in field with Foal). "How old is that little Horse?"
Stud Groom. "Well, Missy, he's only Five Days old."
Little Girl (to her Governess). "Oh, Nana, did I run about the Fields when I was Five Days old?"
A LITTLE HOLIDAY.
Sunday.—How exhausting is London life! Up late, night and morning. Club. See summer number of illustrated paper. Pictures of pretty girls, reclining in punts, hammocks, or deck-chairs, doing nothing, men helping them. True holiday for jaded Londoner. Perhaps better without pretty girls. Even more reposeful. Must get right away. Secluded place. No pretty girls. That tiny inn Jones told me about. Miles from everywhere.