Two things at present stand like stone:
In mines the goodness of their spots,
In oils their healthy undertone.
Extract from a recent story:—
"Noiselessly we crept from the tent. The sands, the sea, the cliffs, were bathed in silver white by a glorious tropical moon. Noiselessly we levelled it to the ground, rolled it up, and carried it to the boat."
And that night the Gothas were foiled.
"The subject of a war memorial was considered at a St. Sidwell's, Exeter, parish meeting. Many suggestions were offered, among them one that the present seating in the parish church should be replaced by plush-covered tip-up seats, such as are in use at kinemas and other places of entertainment."—Western Morning News.
If the suggestion is adopted it is presumed that the name of the church will be altered to St. Sitwell.