be mentioned as being shining lights in their respective
positions.

(_From "The Gladiator," Nov. 1915._)

ASSOCIATION.

WHITEBROOK ROVERS _V._ BROMVILLE.

Before a huge crowd exceeding 60,000 these historic combinations met on
Saturday, and provided a rich treat for those who had the privilege to be
there. The officials of both clubs have been busy team-building, and the
sides differed in many instances from those antagonizing on the same ground
a year ago. That the changes have been judicious and beneficial Saturday's
game abundantly proved. The men played with great earnestness, evincing
much local patriotism, and in their contrasted styles--the polished
artistry, the scientific precision of the Rovers, and the dash and forceful
intrepidity of the Broms--were at their very best. We have seen many games,
but this must rank.... While every man did himself justice, it may not be
invidious to mention, for the Rovers, Gray, Smith, Black and McSkinner, and
for the Broms, Brown, Jones, Green and McSleery, as being bright particular
stars in their respective departments.

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From a literary weekly:--

"It is a terribly accurate saying about the loud laugh and the vacant
mind--Pope never got down surer to the bare bones of the truth."

Nor did GOLDSMITH when he pointed out the danger of "a little learning."

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From two consecutive items of "News in a Nutshell" in the _North-Eastern
Daily Gazette_:--

"Lieut. ----, of an infantry regiment at Lemburg, Austria, fell fast
asleep on February 14, and all efforts to wake him have proved futile
ever since.

A sleeper weighing 8 cwt. was found on the Great Western Railway near
Banbury just before the arrival of a train from the north."

However, it was not the lieutenant.

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[Illustration: THINGS THAT ONE MIGHT HAVE PUT DIFFERENTLY.

"HOW DE DO, LADY SMYTHE? I'VE JUST DRIVEN THE MOTOR OVER TO FETCH MY WIFE
AWAY."

"HOW NICE OF YOU, ADMIRAL; BUT I DO WISH YOU'D COME SOONER."]

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FORGIVENESS.

(_A Dream after losing a Dog._)

Methought I saw the man that stole our Tim
In a night vision; and "Behold!" he cried,
"This was a task too easy for my whim,
A job of little worth and little pride,
An Irish terrier." Then his pal replied,
"I know a place where