First ex-Knut. "WOULDN'T CARE TO BE IN BLIGHTY NOW, REG., WHEN IT'S ROTTEN FORM TO GO IN FOR FANCY TEAS AND THAT—WHAT?"
Second ex-Knut. "HONK!"
An Expansive Smile.
"SIX HUNDRED SQUARE MILES. BRITISH GAINS SINCE LAST YEAR."—The Statesman (India).
The Berlin Tageblatt says that HERR MIHAELIS in the critical passages measured his words "as carefully as if they were meat rations." A wise precaution, in view of the likelihood that he would have to eat them.