tess);
And, if I be asked, Why vainly
Occupy, then, so much space?
My concern, I'll say, is mainly
With the woman in the case.

For, when she and you shall sever
(Though 'tis early yet to crow),
Your departure may for ever
Lay her proudest triumph low;
Yes, while men (I'm much afraid) 'll
Round her fingers still be twirled,
If her hand can't rock a cradle
It may cease to boss the world.

* * * * *

=Commercial Candour.=

"Irate Householders, why be swindled in a clumsy manner? Fetch
your second-hand clothing to me and be done in the most approved
style."--_Daily Paper_.

* * * * *

"MORE LITERARY HEREDITY.

Fresh literary fame seems to be pending for the Maurice Hewlett
family circle.

Mr. Robin Richards, the son-in-law of the famous novelist, is
about to appeal to fiction readers with his first novel."--_Daily
Paper_.

No more of the old-fashioned DARWIN and GALTON nonsense about fathers
and children.

* * * * *

SEVEN WHITEBAIT.

Here and there in the drab routine of modern existence it is still
possible to catch an occasional glimpse of romance and courageous
living, and in the volume which lies before us as we write we are
given a generous measure of peril and adventure in faery seas forlorn.
_From Whitebait to Kipper: The Story of Seven Lives_, is the vivid
record of a family of herrings, set down (posthumously, it would seem)
with refreshing simplicity by Walter Herring, the youngest and perhaps
the most brilliant of the family. The story begins with the early
childhood of Walter, John, Isabel, Margaret, Rupert, Stephanie and
little Foch, the last of whom was so named because he was born on the
anniversary of the Armistice. (As a matter of fact they were all born
on the same day, but for some reason which is not explained only one
of them was called Foch.)

You, reader, are one of those ignorant people who do so much discredit
to our Public Schools. You fondly think that the whitebait is a
special kind of fish, that there are father whitebaits and mother
whitebaits and baby whitebaits. You are wrong. There are only baby
whitebaits. At least there are baby herrings and baby pilchards, and
these are called whitebait because they are eaten by the mackerel and
because they look white when they are swimming upside down.

Anyhow Walte