rel?

LADY FLO (_suddenly radiant_): Why, yes! You silly old goose! Don't you
see the fun? Pretend to give me a kiss at once. (_They kiss._)

JEM and KITTY (_aside_): That's a comfort. (_They walk up stage._)

LADY FLO (_aside to SIR WILLIAM_): I can see you are dying to make
amends for all you have just said!

SIR W.: I don't deny that I may be!

LADY FLO: Then tell me what it was you were concocting with Jem! There's
an old dear!

SIR W.: Since we are all good friends again I don't mind telling you Jem
was confiding his little troubles to me.

LADY FLO: But you had already found them out!

SIR W.: And also that there was a possibility of a separation!

LADY FLO: Silly children!

SIR W.: Had you not at once flown into a rage, I should have broken my
promise to Jem, and have told you all!

LADY FLO: That was quite right of you. (_They walk up stage, amicably,
arm-in-arm. JEM and KITTY walk to CENTRE._)

JEM: You will find me ready dressed to start for eight o'clock matins,
to-morrow morning, Kitty!

KITTY: Oh! That's very much too much to ask of you!

JEM: Not at all! Providing you won't insist on going out with the guns.

KITTY: I shall only wish what _you_ wish from this day forward, dearest
Jem!

JEM: That's all right! (_They kiss, laughingly, as the curtain descends.
LADY FLO and SIR WILLIAM look on smiling._)

FOOTNOTES:

[A] The rights of representation are reserved.

ZIG ZAGS AT THE ZOO

ZIG ZAG CURSOREAN

ARTHUR MORRISON AND J. R. SHEPARD

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Such birds as, having wings, fly not, preferring to walk, to run, or to
waddle, as legs and other circumstances may permit or compel--these are
the cursores: such birds also as, having no wings, or none to speak of,
run by compulsion on such legs as they may muster. These are many--so
many that I almost repent me of the heading to this chapter, wherein I
may speak only of the struthiones among the cursores--the curious
cassowary, the quaint kiwi, the raucous rhea, the errant emeu, and the
overtopping ostrich. But the heading is there--let it stand; for in the
name of the cursores I see the raw material of many sad jokes--whereunto
I pray I may never be tempted, but may leave them for an easy exercise
for such as have set out upon the shameless career of the irreclaimable
pun-flinger.

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It was some time--years--before I got rid of the impression left upon me
by the first ostrich with wh