You may search through all Europe from Nenagh to Nish
  For such a delightfully-named coalish
  As that of MANNUCCI and MELZAK and KRISH.

  In MELZAK we note the Slavonic ambish;
  MANNUCCI suggests an Italian dish,
  And there’s an exotic allurement in KRISH.

  Their combined cantilena’s as soothing as squish;
  ’Twould have banished the madness of SAUL, son of KISH,
  Had he listened to MELZAK, MANNUCCI and KRISH.

  Their music, I gather, is wholly delish,
  But their names are the thing that I specially wish
  To applaud in MANNUCCI and MELZAK and KRISH.

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THE STRUGGLE FOR LIFE.

    “FOR SALE.—­Entire household, $200 cash.”—­American Paper.

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ANOTHER CRISIS.

Whether it is due to war-weariness or not the fact remains that the British public view with apparent apathy the new crises which arise day by day to threaten their happiness and maybe to change the whole course of their life.

Only a few mornings ago we read in The Daily Chronicle the following momentous statement made by that newspaper’s golf correspondent:  “I’m told that the thirty-one pennyweight ball is doomed.”  Doomed!  Yet, so far as could be observed in the demeanour of the pleasure-seekers in the Strand on the afternoon of that same day, things might have been exactly as they were the day before.

We learn that the sub-committee investigating this matter of the thirty-one pennyweight ball have consulted both the manufacturers and the professionals.  A ray of hope is given by the statement, made on good authority, that “the manufacturers have adopted a very reasonable attitude.”  The country should be grateful for this.  But, on the other hand, “the professionals want full freedom in the selection of balls.”

To foster a false optimism at this juncture would be criminal, and it may as well be admitted at once that negotiations are proceeding with difficulty.  As we go to press we learn that a protracted meeting, lasting from 2 P.M. until after midnight, has been held.  The leader of the manufacturers, on emerging from the conference hall, was seen to look pale and exhausted.  Pushing his way through the pressmen and photographers he said, “Boys, for the moment we are bunkered; we must employ the niblick.  No, that is all I can tell you;” and he walked quickly away with his hand to his brow and muttering words seldom heard off the course.

Equally grave, the organising secretary of the professionals was even less communicative, for he spoke in his native tongue, and the Scotsman among the reporters who undertook to translate his remarks was unfortunately unable to make himself understood.

The PRIME MINISTER’S Private Secretary has issued to the Press a statement that Mr. LLOYD GEORGE is keeping in close touch with Walton Heath and the progress of events, but that at present no useful purpose would be served by Government interference.