As good wine needs no bush, so good babes need no wood; but Messrs. McCLEERY and HUMPHRIES painted for them a quite nice one, where, after some very pleasant business with a brace of giant mushrooms that went up and down like a lift, the robins came and camouflaged the wanderers under a counterpane of fallen leaves, where they behaved much better than in ordinary beds. But the best scene was M. MARC HENRI’s Temple of Peace—very beautiful with its dim perspective, till the garish light of “The Day” was turned on. Here the assertive colours of the Allies were tempered to an exquisite pale harmony, only slightly damaged by a nondescript contingent in pink (possibly neutrals) and the apparition of Mr. ARTHUR COLLINS and other gentlemen in black, who came on to receive the expression of our grateful approbation.
I stayed long enough into the Harlequinade to see little Prince OLAF of Norway, in QUEEN ALEXANDRA’s box, capture a large cracker dexterously flung to him by the Pantaloon. So ended for me an evening more jocund than I have had the good grace to admit.
O. S.
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OUR CLASSICAL ADVERTISERS.
“The trade-mark name
of tins coat—’Aquascutum’—is
a Latin word,
and translated into our own
good English, ‘Aqua,’ means water.
‘Scutum’ means
to shed. There you are—Watershed.”
Advt. in Canadian Paper.
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“They belileve that
an not inconsiderable number of
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cw pavem ponnun ex-parte opinions are
given for what they may be
worth.”
Manchester Paper.
For our part we belileve this estimate of the value of ex-parte opinions, of the kind indicated, to be sound, if rather scathing.
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“In lieu of the February
Sale and Spring Show, hitherto held in
April, an important sale of
pure-bred bulls will be held in the
Show Grounds at Ballsbridge,
on Thursday and Friday, 13th and 14th
March.”—Cork
Examiner.
We trust the above specimen will be duly entered.
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“After the act from Masks and Faces came the letter-reading, the murder and the sleepwalking scenes from Macbeth, with Miss Mary Anderson and Mr. Lyn Harding. Tragic poetry of this intensity, of course, knocks everything else endways.”—Times.
Or, as SHAKSPEARE himself is said to have exclaimed, as he penned the last line of it, “That’s the stuff to give ’em.”
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“There should also be
mentioned the merchants’ bank, Towarzystwo
Pozyczkowe Przemyslowcow Miasta
Poznania.”
Journal of the Royal Statistical Society.
We have tried to mention it, but failed miserably.