here----" I waited. Somehow the words
seemed familiar. "See that dark patch right over there, on the furthest
hill? Well, that's Chanctonbury Ring."

"Yes, you can only see it on a fine day," I replied bitterly.

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TIME'S REVENGE.

["Professor Karl Pearson delivered a public Galton Memorial Lecture
at the Francis Galton Laboratory for National Eugenics, University
College, on "The Handicapping of the First-born." There was, he
showed, a tendency for the first-born child to be lighter and
smaller than later-born children. On the whole there was a very
sensible bias against the first-born."--_Morning Post._]

Pearson I sing of, eugenic and brainy,
Iconoclastic and fearless to dare.
Once I thought "eugenist" = "zany,"
Now I know better and raise high in air
Bumpers Falernian, "Looking towards you."
Great be the glory the future awards you,
You that have given the first-born a cropper,
Bay-leaves immortal encircle your topper;
Though you're a scientist, you are no dry ass--
I take off my hat to you, KARL, for I share
Your "very sensible bias."

Long were we "minors" oppressed by our "major"
All our lives through since we started at school;
His was the limelight on every stage, or
His was the fire side and ours was the cool;
He got the ease of our ancestors' acres,
We had to haggle with butchers and bakers,
We had their bills to pay--his all the money;
Ours was but gall to drink--his tipple honey;
He was the "Purbeck" and we were the "Lias."
So we against Primogeniture's rule
Held very sensible bias.

Fallen the idol, destroyed the oppressor!
Always we felt we were good as the rest,
Now from the mouth of K. PEARSON, Professor,
Hear we the truth that the younger are best.
Vanished the halo that shone round the first-born
Now that Eugenics proclaim him the worst born.
Praise, Younger Sons, our great KARL, who, new seas
Voyaging, found, like the old Portuguese,
Capes of Good Hope--our BARTHOLOMEW DIAZ.
Shout till the whole world hears clearly expressed
_Our_ very sensible bias.

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More Commercial Candour.

From an advertisement in _The Writers' and Artists' Year Book_, 1914,
announcing a