Brave man as he is, the FOOD CONTROLLER is not prepared to prohibit entirely the manufacture of cakes and confectionery. But he is preparing to do something hardly less daring, namely, to standardize the types that may be sold.
An old spelling-book used to tell us that "It is agreeable to watch the unparalleled embarrassment of a harassed pedlar when gauging the symmetry of a peeled pear." Lord DEVONPORT, occupied in deciding on the exact architecture and decoration of the Bath bun (official sealed pattern), would make a companion picture.
The unwillingness of some young Scottish Members to volunteer for National Service is now explained. It seems that by an unpardonable oversight the appeals of the DIRECTOR-GENERAL, as published in the Scottish newspapers, were addressed "to the men of England." The wording has now been altered—not too late, I trust, for the country to obtain the valuable assistance of Messrs. PRINGLE and HOGGE.
The New-comer. "MY VILLAGE, I THINK?"
The One in Possession. "BOBBY, OLD THING; I TOOK IT HALF-AN-HOUR AGO."
The Food-Shortage.
"Wanted, Second-hand Cavity Pan, with agitators complete, for edible purposes."—Manchester Guardian.