Eronica.—When you had anæmia, did you suffer from indigestion? The symptoms which you describe are very likely to be due to indigestion. They may, however, be due simply to muscular weakness. You should read the articles on indigestion which we published in last year's volume of The Girl's Own Paper. Gently rubbing your side with camphor liniment will ease the pain.
Zeribos Rapraud.—It is a ridiculous myth that "little moustaches and bad writing" are signs of intelligence. Where did you discover this remark? There are people who say that they can read the character of a person from her handwriting. We do not pretend to possess such a power, nor do we advise you to consult anyone who says that he does possess it.
Lancashire Lass.—It is a very widespread superstition that the seventh son of a seventh son possesses healing powers from his birth. In Lancashire the belief in this superstition is very general. There was a case in the paper the other day about a "doctor" of this kind. We cannot do better than echo the words of the physician who was employed in the case, to examine the "doctor's" mind, that "the superstition is not held by members of our profession."
STUDY AND STUDIO.
Elspeth.—You will see your question answered in our September part. The quotation—
"Ships that pass in the night, etc.,"
is from Tales of a Wayside Inn, by Longfellow, Third Evening, Theologian's Second Tale, Elizabeth, Part IV. Many thanks for your pleasant letter.
Money Spinner.—When you "meet a bishop in society, but do not know him very well," you should perhaps once in the course of the interview address him as "my lord."
Jennie.—1. We do not know of any French paper that would find you a girl correspondent. You had better send us your name and address, as our other readers have done, and no doubt some French correspondent will observe it.—2. We can only suggest that you should ask all your friends and acquaintances to save you any crests they may come across in the way of correspondence.
Amy.—Your verses, while they show devout feeling, cannot receive much commendation from a poetical point of view.