THE CONVENTIONAL MISSIONARY WHO COULDN'T CONVERT THE SULTAN.
"Sir Drummond Wolff's Mission is at an end."—Papers generally.
'ARRY ON ANGLING.
Dear Charlie,
'Ow are yer, my arty, and 'ow does this Summer suit you?
Selp me never, old pal, it's a scorcher! I lap lemon-squosh till all's blue,
And then feel as dry as a dust-bin. Want all Spiers and Pond's upon trust,
For it do make a 'ole in the ochre to deal with a true first-class thust.
But it's proper, dear boy, yus it's proper, this weather is, took on the 'ole,