he Russian ballet, or, to put it in a more
concrete form, making the famous flying exit in _Le Spectre da la Rose_.
Could fancy be translated into fact, the drawing power of such a spectacle
would be prodigious. On the other hand, and in view of the notorious
adaptability of the Slavonic temperament, we can well imagine NIJINSKY
proving an admirable Lord Chancellor. Exchanges of this sort would add to
the comity of nations besides enhancing the amenities of public life, and
it is perhaps not too much to hope that provision for carrying this out may
be in the Government's scheme for the Reform of the House of Lords.

* * * * *

"New Zealand mutton was yearly increasing in public
flavour."--_Times._

It mustn't get too powerful.

* * * * *

From an advertisement of a land sale in _Ceylon Morning Leader_:--

"An undivided 1/3 + 1/36 + 1/2 of 3/80 + 1/24 + 1/2 of 1/18 parts of
the land called Vitarmalage Gamwasama at Yatawala in extent 500
amunams paddy sowing."

A chance for a newly-created peer who wants a family seat from which to
take his title and quarterings.

* * * * *

The meeting of ANTONY and CLEOPATRA as described in HUTCHINSON'S _History
of the Nations_:--

"When they met first he was twenty-nine and she was sixteen; now he
was forty-two and she was twenty-seven."

Anyhow she would say so.

* * * * *

[Illustration: _Kind Old Gentleman._ "WHAT A DELIGHTFUL LITTLE PET! I HAVE
ALWAYS A SOFT PLACE FOR ANIMALS."]

* * * * *

A LOST LEADER.

"Enid," I said, "we must offer something to somebody."

"You don't mean Squawks?" she pleaded piteously.

"I wish I did," I sighed. Squawks is a Pomorachshund--at least I think so;
though Enid inclines towards the Chowkingese theory. Anyhow, he himself has
always realised that someone had blundered, and has worked steadily to make
a dog of himself.

"Well, if it's not Squawks, I don't care," remarked Enid.

"I wish you'd take some interest."

"What in?"

"In what I say."

"What _did_ you say?"

"We must," I repeated, "offer something to somebody."

"That's not very enthusey. Unless"--and her whole face brightened--"you
mean what you call your reading-chair. It threw me on to the floor and
knelt on me only yesterday; and I know Aunt Anne----"

"Enid," I said s