Lady Traveller.  Jane shall hear of this.  I told her never to use newspaper for packing.

Her Friend (suddenly).  There’s Major Merriman.

Lady Traveller.  So it is.  Don’t let him see us with these dreadful parcels. (Angrily) Why don’t you turn round?  He’ll see you.

Major Merriman.  How do you do?

Lady Traveller (in great surprise).  Oh, how do you do, Major Merriman?  We’ve been having such an amusing experience, etc., etc.

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What made Lord Devonport Dizzy.

    “The following resolution was unanimously passed, and ordered to be
    sent to the Prime Minister and the Food Controller (Lord
    Beaconsfield).”—­The Western Gazette.

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    “Lamp-posts and trees and other pedestrians were found with unpleasant
    and sometimes violent frequency.”—­Beckenham Journal.

That’s the worst of a fog; landmarks will keep on walking about.

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A propos of the TSAR’S manifesto:—­

    “The Retch, says:  ’The order puts the dot on all the
    “t’s."’”—­Provincial Paper.

It is a far, far better thing to dot your “t’s” than cross your “i’s.”

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[Illustration:  THE DAWN OF DOUBT.

GRETCHEN.  “I WONDER IF THIS GENTLEMAN REALLY IS MY GOOD ANGEL AFTER ALL!”]

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[Illustration:  Benevolent Gentleman.  “YOU MUST BE CAREFUL, MY MAN, OR YOU WILL GET CLERGYMAN’S SORE THROAT.”]

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NURSERY RHYMES OF LONDON TOWN.

(SECOND SERIES.)

XV.—­THE TOWER.

  They put a Lady in the Tower,
    Heigh-o, fiddlededee! 
  They put a Lady in the Tower
  And told her she was in their power
  And left her there for half-an-hour,
    Heigh-o, fiddlededee!

  They put a Padlock on the Chain,
    Heigh-o, fiddlededee! 
  They put a Padlock on the Chain,
  But they left the Key in the South of Spain,
  So the Lady took it off again,
    Heigh-o, fiddlededee!

  They put a Bulldog at the Door,
    Heigh-o, fiddlededee! 
  They put a Bulldog at the Door,
  He was so old he could only snore,
  And he’d lost his Tooth the day before,
    Heigh-o, fiddlededee!

  They put a Beefeater at the Gate,
    Heigh-o, fiddlededee! 
  They put a Beefeater at the Gate,
  But as his age was eighty-eight
  His Grandmother said he couldn’t wait,
    Heigh-o, fiddlededee!

  They put a Prince to watch the Stair,
    Heigh-o, fiddlededee! 
  They put a Prince to watch the Stair,
  But he had a Golden Ring to spare,
  So he married the Lady then and there,
    Heigh-o, fiddlededee!