Inquiries as to the locality of the kipper fishing-grounds should be addressed to our contemporary. We ourselves hear that it is in the neighbourhood of the fried whitings.
Anxious voice (from motor-launch). "I SAY, CAN YOU TELL ME EXACTLY WHERE I AM?"
Commander of destroyer. "YES, DEAR OLD THING. YOU'RE IN THE NORTH SEA."
TO SMITH IN MESOPOTAMY.
Master of Arts, how is it with you now?
Our spires stand up against the saffron dawn