Next day the real mouser arrived. His first victim was the strategist.
Illumination.
"In my youth I had learnt, by sedulously imitating the pantaloons in the harlequinades, to drop flat on my face instinctively, and to produce the illusion of being picked up neatly by the slack of my trousers and set on my feet again."—Mr. Bernard Shaw in "The Daily Chronicle."
This revelation of youthful self-culture helps one to understand so much that Mr. SHAW does to-day.
