“Sure enough it was a man they were after.  I saw him then galloping down the boreen for dear life, coat-tails flying, hair streaming, terror in his big white face.  Flynn!  I did my damdest, but I had no hope of stopping them, not in that little lane.  When I came out on the high-road I found what was left of the politician half-way up a telegraph post, like a treed cat, screeching and scrambling and calling on the Saints, with old Actress swinging by her teeth to the tails of his shirt, Cruiskeen ripping the trousers off him a leg at a time, and the rest of the pack leaping under him like the surf of the sea.

“I nearly rolled off my mare with laughter, though well I knew the screeching scarecrow up the pole would have me drawn and quartered for that day’s work.  I whipped the hounds off in the end, took ’em by road to Fermoy that same evening and boxed ’em to my brother-in-law in Carlow.  ’Twas fortunate I did, for my kennels were burnt to the ground that night.”

Andy sighed, drained his glass and gazed regretfully at the bottom.

“H-m, ye-es, but there’s still a point I would like cleared up,” said I.  “What made the pack change and chase Flynn?”

“Appears he was strongly addicted to ‘Florazora’ too,” said Andy.

PATLANDER.

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[Illustration:  Odd Job Man (to Gardener, discussing dinner which has been sent them from the house).  “NASTY BIT O’ MUTTON THIS, AIN’T IT?”

Gardener. “’TAIN’T MUTTON—­IT’S PORK.”

Odd Job Man. “IS IT?  I ‘OPE IT IS.  I’M VERY FOND OF A BIT O’ PORK.”]

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[Illustration:  Rosamund (who has had a restless night).  “NOW I THINK OF IT, NURSE, IF YOU SHOULD FIND A FLEA IN MY BED I DON’T WANT IT KEPT.”]

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ANOTHER IMPENDING APOLOGY.

From the account of a farewell meeting in honour of a retiring Minister:—­

    “It was altogether a notable gathering, and perhaps the congregational
    repetition of the General Thanksgiving at the opening of the meeting
    gave the keynote to the whole proceedings.”—­Christian World.

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    “An immediate advance of 10s. a week for adult workers and 5s. for
    juniors is being made to employers by the National Transport Workers’
    Federation.”—­Evening Paper.

We have always contended that the motto “For others” is the guiding principle of Labour.

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    “There are Germans still in the Baltic Provinces—­which is full of
    uuuuuuuuuuuuuu eaoi aoa.”—­Daily Paper.

Very suspicious.

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[Illustration:  A WOMAN OF SOME IMPORTANCE

(Mr. ASQUITH and the Paisley Mill-hand).