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WHERE WHARFE RUNS BROWN. By HALLIWELL SUTCLIFFE (Author of Ricroft of Withens," Shameless Wayne," &c.) "SYNOPSIS OF INSTALMENT I.—Mavis Merle, an unspoiled beauty and a popular nove- list, visits her uncle, Sir Marmaduke Miles, at Lyndon Priory. Among the other guests is a ]',11' Letham, whom Mavis has known intimately in the past, and a widow, Mrs Milverthorpe, who is accused of flirting with all the men, especially with a neighbouring rector. The morning after her arrival Mavis starts for an early walk, and breakfasts at a farmhouse, intending to meet her uncle for lunch. The remainder of the party pro- pose to picnic near the Strid. CHAPTER II. A Pastoral Symphony. The Rector was mowing his lawn. His coat rested on a garden chair, and his shirt-sleeves were rolled up as far as his elbows. Now a man may be sinewy of frame, sound of wind, and far too young to be entrusted with a living. He may be all these things, and yet feel disinclined to give battle to the allied armies of a heavy lawn-mower and a mid-day Bun. So the Rev. Montagu Charles Graham, Rector of the aneient parish of Nestwood, paused and wiped the moisture from his forehead, and thought how good it was to lie on his back and smoke. As a jest, this mowing is played out; as serious labour, it is unnecessary. Why shouldn't I smoke ?" he remarked to a robin-friend of his who was wont to follow the mowing-machine as a huntsman follows the pack. The robin hopped three paces nearer to the rector, and cocked his head on one side, and winked with the easy familiarity of old friendship. Graham, interpret- ing this as a clear invitation to desist from labour, picked up his coat—a well-worn, light- grey Norfolk it was—and retired under shelter of the lilac-trees that hung over the village high- way. And there he smoked in great content for the space of half an hour. This was the utmost length of time that the rector could bear to sit still, and he rose with a mighty stretching of his I limbs. I won't touch that confounded machine again to-day," he murmured 1'11 just stroll down to I the river and lazy along the bank. What a fine morning for a poet of the sylvan, guileless order! Wish I could hit it off in pentameters, or archa- ics, or something. There is no humbug on a day like thi3." But the last assertion was a rash one for there were women in the rector's, as in other parishes. Neck or nothing was the family motto of the Grahams, and Montagu Charles, the last male representative of his race, was profoundly grateful to his forbears for setting so excellent a rule of life before him. That he found himself in the Church was due to accident rather than to any sense of especial fitness on his part for the duties he had undertaken so it chanced that he was the most popular pastor in the whole coun- try side not tnat the rector was conscious of this it never occurred to him that he was good for anything but the smoking of pipes, and the mowing of lawns, and the taking of suicidal I hedges in the wake of the bell-mouthed hounds. He crossed this morning to the stable yard, where a mastiff was taking the air at bis kennel- door. Gently, Tarquinius, gently. That voice of yours does yon credit, but I don't want, you, like Puck, to frighten the maidens of the village." They crossed the lawn together, traversed a strip of garden path overhung with lilac and laburnum shrubs, and so struck into the high- road. Tarquinius ceased his gambols at this point, as being a mastiff of dignity who felt him- self in the focus of the public eye he bowed distantly to the doctor's fox terrier, a cheerful little beast who seemed wishful for intercourse of a more friendly sort he very much wanted to pursue Miss Singleton's cat, but refrained from so indecorous a proceeding but he did allow himself to stop for half a moment's chat with three small children who were returning home- ward from the village grocery. I could swallow you all with ease, little people," he seemed to say, and so you may continue to take liberties with impunity." Come along, Tarquin," como along, shouted the rector, turning into the wood-patu that led down to the river. I can't wait all the morn- ing, you know, while you stand gossiping." Then as an afterthought, Hi, you kiddios," ho cried. Helter-skelter they came, the three wee lassies and the mastiff, inextricably mingled with the white dust and with each other. They pulled up, however, as they reached the Rev. Montagu Graham, and their hands fell to their sides, and they curtseyed in a prim, old-fashioned way. For Nestwood, in all the 50D years that it had dozed away, had never once bethought it that it was needful to move with the times. Where have you been, young ladies ?" de- manded the Rector, looking stern. They all did their best to appear frightened, but they were rather too well accustomed to the Rectorial severity, and stray dimples crept into their cheeks. Please, sir, us has been to Ml's Pnrvey's, sir, to buy- chimed in the trio, in unison. Yes, and what have you bought ?" went on the Rector, frowning portentously. A quarter of tea, sir." Please, sir,half an ounce of shag for father." Two kippered herrings, sir, and a slice of bacon, and Oh, indeed. Well, you can just go back to Mrs Purvey's, every ono of you, and tell her that you've been very naughty girls, and that l'vo told you to spend these six pennies on sweet- meats as a punishment. Now be off with you I" Yvliereat the three tots were mightily tickled, and laughed, and curtseyed themselves back- wards towards the grocery. For Nestwood was apt to take its humour simply, and laugh at very foolish things. Bad for their little stomachs," murmured the Rector, with vast complacency but what else could one do on a morning like this ?" What indeed ? When the old mad world had taken to being young once more and was stop- ping to look at herself in every pool of water when kingcups and primroses saffroned all the sweet wood-ways when the trees and the sun between them dappled the undergrowth with fugitive light and shade when the thrush in the hawthorn bough, the lark in the sun's eye, and the blackbird away in the hazel copse, were one and all agreed that existence was about as good a thing as any sane bird could desire. Tarquinius Superbus," said the Sdector to his mastiff, "I am alive." By way of pointing his assertion, he jumped the three-barred style that stood between him and the meadow next the river. Then he stopped again and regarded bis comrade solemnly. Tarquinius Superbus, I am very much alive, and I shall have another pipe on the strength of it." He was lazily applying a light to his long- stiffering briar, and was meditating the while, with a single heart, on the sufficiency of nature for man's mortal needs, when a clear soprano voice sounded from the river bank. Ferry, ho Ferry, ho Ferry—ferry— ferry." And then, somehow, nature seemed a trifle inadequate, unsupported by the last and fairest of her creations. There was a quality in that soprano voice which made the rector anxious to be nearer to the river by a field's-length. Shad- ing his eyes from the sun, he looked towards the belt of trees that stood this side the ferry, and saw a figure in white standing in the shadows. The Ferry, ho I" was shouted in a louder key, and exasperation was making headway in the delicate soprano voice. Tarquinius," said the Rector, there is a woman on the river bank har voice and her figure proclaim her young is it wise, think you, to adventure further ? Let us return, Superbus, while there is time." Man is distinguished from the brutes by his capacity to dally with a foregone conclusion but Tarquinius, b^ing merely a dog, had set. off to the ferry long before his master's oration was completed. So the rector followed. The owner of the soprano voice had, in the meanwhile, abandoned her attempts to gain the ferryman's ear, and had seated herself on the roots of a gnarled old oak tree that overhung the landing- stage. Tarquinius, whose sense of humour always outran his dignity when the village was once safe out of sight, trotted on a-head of the Rev. Montagu Graham, and made a. detour, and came up softly behind the white-robed figure then, with a terrific ba.rk and a lashing of his tail, he leapt out upon her. But his victim seemed not to mind his bark or his tail or the yawning void that stretched behind his double- row of pearly teeth and Tarquinius paused and looked extremely foolish. You're a very presentable sort of dog come I here to be petted," said the girl calmly—" And close your mouth, dear your teeth are pretty enough, but I don't like the red lining to your throat." Tarquinius retired in disgust to the Rector's side but he found little sympathy in that quarter. Tarquin, you brute, come here cried his master. How dare you, sir, how dare you ? I'm ashamed of you." Tarquin grew still more sorrowful then. He did not say that a woman and a calamity always came hand in band, but he thought it. The Rector found himself raising his cap to the figure in white. I'm awfully sorry I fear that dog of mine startled you he wouldn't hurt a fly, you know, but I can't teach him man- ners." Please don't apologise on the dog's account; be didn't startle me a bit. Life is too short, don't you think, to give one time to bo afraid of things ?" said the girl. Well, yes, I suppose it is," said the Rector. A pause followed, during which he begun to won- der if she wanted him to go. He looked again at her, and he wondered how best to prolong the interview. It wa3 the girl who first broke the silence, however. "1 can't make the ferryman hear," she said, and I do so want to get to the other side of the river. Would you :-mind-that is— perhaps your voice will carry further than mine." I'll try," responded the Rev. Montagu Graham cheerfully. n, Whereupon he raised such a shoutf i Ferry ho as might have roused the Seven Flcopers. He shouted until he was hoarse, but "To answer came from the opposite bank. Hadn't you better rest awhile ?" suggested the girl at last. I find it a rather wearing kind of amusement myself, and I haven't a shadow of right to victimise you. Where doss this inconsiderate ferryman live ?" You see the path winding up from the boat- housa through the wood ? He lives just round the corner at the top there. He's a trifle deaf, and if his wife doesn't happen to be at home it is apt to go hard with the passengers." How very unromantic. I come into the heart of the country, where there is nothing but peace, and primroses, and ferries, and sleepy j cattle up to their knees in water, and you confront j me with a ferryman who is deaf. Surely he ought to be young, and blithe, and the rest of it. I am disappointed j I'll try him again," cried the Rector, as he raised another prolonged shout of Ferry-ho, I Ferry-ho," to the accompaniment of Tarquin's double-bass. No use. I'm afraid," he said at last, desist- ing from his labours. I might, by the way, cross by aid of that overhead rope the ferryman used to propel his tub. If I went hand over hand and the rope held firm-" Will you please stop making frivolous sug- gestions, and tell me if there is any other way by which I can cross ? There must be a, bridge J somewhere." There is," said the Rector gravely three miles higher up." Three miles And it is at least four back to Lyndon from here. Twice three are six, and four make ten, and they lunch at 1.30." I'm sorry," said the Rector, lamely. And Sir Marmaduke is such a martinet in the matter of punctuality at meals," she mur- mured, more to herself than to him. Yes, isn't he ?" assented the other. The girl looked up in surprise. What do you mean ?" she demanded. Are you laughing at'me ?" Indeed not. I happen to know Sir,Marma- duke Miles, of Lyndon, rather well, that is all. Axe you staying there ?" Yes. How odd that we should have met out here in the wilds." There's an odder thing than that," laughed the Rector. Namely ?" I'm dining there to-night. He wrote the other day saying that he had a- houseful of people, and he wanted me to come and entertain one of his guests, a chit of a girl who was too clever by half for his rustic wits a novelist or something, I think he said. What is she like ? You must have met her." Oh, yes, I've met her, said the figure in white, with a sudden access of demureness; she's rather nice." I' Is she, now ? I distrust clever women myself, particularly if they scribble." Really ? Why don't you like them ?" Not enough humanity about them, somehow, and what little they have they don't keep for Spread it thinly over their characters, like a kind of varnish." Poor women novelists I Aren't you a little hard on them ?" I daresay I am," laughed the rector care- lessly but I don't think they are likely to mind what I say about them, are they ?" "They might, you know. So you are dis- posed to make friends at last, doggie ?" This in answer to a demonstration from Tarquinius Superbus, who, finding himself out of the discus- sion, and realising that he would sooner or later have to make terms with the enemy, had surren- dered unconditionally, and had held up a massive fore paw in token thereof. Right hand to the lady, not left, Tarquinius. I know I shall never teach you manners," said the Rector. Tell him that the left paw is nearest the heart, Tarquin," laughed the girl as she stooped to pet him. Then, what am I going to do ?" she asked, lifting her eyes to the rector's as she remembered Sir Marmaduke and his respect for punctuality. I don't know. The ferryman's old, the ferryman's deaf, and love of money won't take you to Lyndon town—I say, though, I can swim across and fetch the boat myself. I don't mind getting wet a bit, and I have a change of clothes near at hand." He was already standing at the edge of the landing-stage, but the girl called him back in a voice that admitted no parlying. I won't have it," she observed, with an emphatic nod of her curly black head. But really There arc no buts. I absolutely refuse to let you get wet." Well, then," put in the Rector, after a pause. I am afraid you will have to walk up to the bridge. Do you get tired easily ?" Oh, no, it's not that. If it were not for being late into lunch, I should rather like the walk." Graham blessed the ferryman's deafness as he reflected that a native was morally bound to put the stranger into the proper road. He wondered if even the family motto could give him courage enough to hazard the suggestion, and then he decided that chivalry demanded it. Look here," he began, "my name is Graham —Montagu Graham. As we shall meet at din- ner to-night in any case, it seems rather foolish not to introduce ourselves and have done with it. May I show you the way to the bridge ?" The girl looked doubtful for awhile, but her companion treated the matter so much as a mat- ter of course that it seemed absurd to hesitate. Besides, he was a friend of Sir Marmaduke's, and he promised to be entertaining. Shall I be taking you very much out of your way ?" she asked. Not a yard," he assured her, with a modi- cum of truth. By the way, you have left your book behind," he added, picking up a book with a terra-cotta cover from the grass. So I have. Thank yon for reminding me of it. I sketch a little, you know." The rector wondered why his companion looked so amused, but he made no comment. It must be jolly to sketch," he observed presently. They had set off along the river- path, and brown Wharfe rippled softly. The music of the stream and the music of the girl's voice seemed on good terms with each other. Yes, very," assented his companion. And again, as she glanced down at the waters of the brown Wharfe, a half-smile crossed her face. I used to be good at thumb-nail sketches of the Head when I was at Westminster," went on the Rev. Montagu Graham, but I havent de- veloped my talents properly since, I'm afraid." After all, though, there is no art in the world equal to literature. I should love to write I" she exclaimed with girlish vehemence. The Rector smiled paternally. Contrariety, sheer contrariety. Probably the clever girl who writes books, staying with Sir Marmaduke, would give her head to be able to draw." "Perhaps she would. We are contrary beings, we women, aren't we ?" So are we men, if it comes to that. Just be- cause I'm no good for anything but athletics, I must needs yearn to express this May morning in lines and feet. I confided as much to Tar- quinius on the way down to the river." The maiden in white gently drew out the Rec- tor, as if she were tickling trout she encouraged him to express his views upon women novelists more freely, and she seemed to find his remarks not only interesting but exhilarating. Finally, however, the Rev. Montagu Graham happened to glance at the cover of the book he had continued carrying. He stopped dead, and grew a shade crimson, and smiled in a way that wa3 not en- tirely cheerful. I—I don't understand," he stammered. This book is yours, I suppose ?" The little lady in white looked cooler than ever. Do you suggest tha.t I stole it ?" she laughed. Of course not; but Mavis Merle is no end of a swell in tov/n, you know—sells in her fifty thousands, and so on, and I wondered how her name came to be on the back of the book." Well, you see," put in the other cheerily, it happens to be my own I,, Ah I" said the Rector, after a pause— What a fool you must have thought me just now I" he a.dded a moment later. It was some time before either of them spoke again. The girl was enjoying the humour of the situation, the Rev. Montagu Graham was restoring himself to self-possession. Is it such a very great crime, after all, to be called Mavis Merle ?" murmured the figure in white at length. The Rector recovered himself. "Do forgive my stupidity," he cried. Yon seemed—I thought you were too young to have made such a name for yourself as Mavis Merle has done." That is a pretty compliment and a double one," she laughed. In one breath you flatter me as a. woman, and in the next as an author. Wo don't often get the two combined." I think I should want to say nice things about you in any capacity. I mean—yes, it will have to come out, though you slay me for it—you are so awfully pretty, and charming, and—I thought cleverness in a woman was only a substi- tute for beauty." Mavis Merle stooped to caress the mastiff. "Tarquinius, will you tell your master that he had better stop ? We might have to be cross with him, you and I, and that would spoil the sun- shine so." Ho doesn't mean sny harm, tell her, Tar- quin. Likewise he apologises, and is very sorry, and promises not to do it a,gain until he posi- tively can't help it. Just interpret all that to Miss Merle, will you, old man ?" Don't waete time on preliminaries," growled Supsrbus, pressing yet closer to the girl's side. 0 The rector, by way of trying safer ground, waved his hand towards a meadow on their right. A veritable sea of marsh-mallows—a yellow, glowing sea, spendthrift of the sun rays that had fed it—stretched away to the furthest edge of the field, and through the slim fence, and in among the forget-me-nots and the late anemones that carpeted the wood beyond. I don't know what it is," he said, bbt that sort of thing makes me drunk—just drunk. I want to chuck up my cap for old England and run for a mile one moment, and the next I want to lie under a tree and write it all up." Be thankful that you can't," put in the girl. What ? Run a mile ? I can, though." No, that you can't write it up. Those water- buttercups-marsh-mallows—what do you call them ?—never asked to be written about, and I am sure they don't want it. And that, I sup- pose, is why I intend to do it this very night, after Sir Marmaduke's dinner-guests pave me free to She paused and mocked the rector with her eyes." Thanks," dropped the rector "free to do what ?" When I leave a blank at the end of my sen- tence I always like other people to fit it in. It saves one so much trouble." I wonder, are you a siren, after all ?" mused the rector audibly. I told Tarquinius, when we heard you call at the ferry this morning, that it was just on the cards you were a siren, stepped out old of Wharfe for a little hunting expedition on the bank. Superbus, do yon remember ? I warned you plainly that it was unwise to lead me on as you did but you never had any pru- dence, Tarquin. First, charming then, tan- talising with unfinished periods that may mean anything lastly, downright cruel yes, all that fits excellently with a siren." You are complimentary," said the maiden in white. The rector tried to look confused. That was a solilquy, a stage-aside. You were not expected to hear." We are not in a book, you know. We are expocted to behave naturally." The rector glanced hurriedly at the svelte little figure, and a sudden wild thought occurred to him that there was only one really natural course of action under the circumstances. I wish you were, he whispered under his breath. (To be continued.)

81R WM. THOMAS LEWIS, BART Unveiling of a Statue at Merthyr. 9 There was a large gathering at Merthyr on Thursday on the occasion of the unveiling of a statue of Sir Wm. Thomas Lewis, Bart. The statue, which is by Mr Brock, R.A., is a splendid work of art. It is of bronze, and represents Sir W. T. Lewis standing with hands crossed and holding a pair of compasses and a plan. It has been placed in the grounds in front of the Merthyr General Hospital, and forms a notable object from the roadway leading from Merthyr to Dowlais. The place in which the statue has been placed is in every sense a suitable one, for Sir W. T. Lewis was not only the initiator of the Merthyr Hospital, but has always been a most generous supporter of that splendid'institution. The statue erected to-day was the outcome of a move- ment started by Mr Thomas Jenkins, of Pant, and worked by a committee of which Mr Jenkins has acted as chairman. The statue stands upon a fine granite pedestal, and bears upon its front the arms of Sir W. T. Lewis and underneath the words Sir W. T. Lewis, Bart., 1900." On its right side it bears the word Porseverance," and on the left the word Sympathy," At the back I From a. Photo by Messrs Harris, of Merthyr. '1 of the pedestal the following inscription is to be seen :—" Erected by the voluntary subscrip- tions of friends and admirers of Sir Wm. Thomas Lewis, Bart., to commemorate in his native town and on the site of his beneficence to suffering humanity their satisfaction with the honour of baronetcy conferred upon him by her Majesty the Queen, in recognition of his invaluable services in the development of the South Wales mineral fields, the construction of railways and docks and other works, and also his untiring efforts for more than a quarter of a century in the improvement of the relations between employer and employed, by the preven- tion of disputes and strikes, principally achieved through the establishment of a joint parliament of coalowners and representatives of the working colliers." The foundation of the statue and the pedestal were the work of Messrs Evan Jones, contractors, of Dowlais. The ceremony of unveiling the statue was per- formed by Mr Jenkins, of Pant, chairman of the Memorial Committee, in the presence of a large and influential gathering. Among those present were Mr W. Griffiths (Pencaemawr), Mr Bedlington (Aberdare), Col. Pearson. Cresswell, Mr John Plews (chairman hospital governors), Dr. Webster, Mr E. P. Martin, Mrs H. W. Martin, Miss Jones (Pendarren House), Rev. Llew. Jenkins (Dowlais), Mr Christmas Evans, Dr. C. Biddle, Mr R. P. Rces, Rev. Pedr Willia.ms, Rev. Canon Wade, Mr A. Houlson, Mr Gwilym James, Mr William Williams (Maesygwernen), cn), Dr. Ward, Mrs Ward, Messrs Thomas Evan", R. R. Davies, W. L. Daniel, David Jones, J. Jones (Glannant), T. Howell, Joseph Owen, Rhys Davies, W. Evans, Charles Wilkins, J. Watkins (Cyfarthfa), Henry Rowo (Cyfarthfa), John Rogers, H. W. Southey (high constable), Thos. Price. Rev. Daniel Lewis, Major L. P. Jones, Dr. W. W. Jones, Messrs E. Richards, Francis Davies. F. E. Morgan, Angus Macintosh, J. W. Lewis, Dan Thomas, J. E. Davies (Aberfan), and J. Coleman. In consonance with the express wishes of Sir Wm. Thomas Lewis the proceedings were very brief. Mr Thomas Jenkins, of Paut, was too unwell to make a speech, and acting on his behalf Mr H. W. Southey said that Sir W. T. Lewis had desired expressly that that function should be performed with the least possible cere- monv and the least possible amount of public spealang, but it was impossible in a matter of that nature to allow the moment to pass without saying one or two words about the extreme generosity and kindness of Sir W. T. Lewis in connection with the Merthyr Hospital. They all knew that they owed the foundation of that in- stitution to Sir William, and from that time up to the present he had, by his infbaenco with landed proprietors and in other ways, been of the greatest possible assistance to them, so much so that they had been enabled to build the beautiful building which they saw before them. All had felt that it would not be right to allow this and other great and good works of Sir William to go unrecorded, and eo they had opened that fund, with the result that m all about a thousand guineas had been subscribed, and of this amount a very large sum had been subscribed by small contributions. Mr Thomas Jenkins then unveiled the statue amidst loud cheers. Mr Southey said he had now great pleasure in handing it over to the trustees of the Hospital as their freehold property to be held in perpetuity. Mr John Plows, on behalf of the trustees of the Hospital, accepted the gift, and said that they might rely upon the trustees taking good care of it and keeping it in good repair. The proceedings then terminated.

STORY OF BOER CRUELTY DENIED. Captain H. G. Casson, South Wales Bor- derers, writing from Krugersdorp, under date March 14th, denies the report sent by Reuter's correspondent of the circumstances attending the death of Dr. Walker. The Renter message gave the report that Dr. Walker received three bullet wounds, but was finally despatched by a Boer, who battered in his siroll with a Boer, who battered in his siroll with a stone." The captain says :—" As I was in command of the _po3t • captured at Modderfontein I trust that, in common fair- ness to the enemy, and with a view to minimis- ing as far as possible the pain that must already have been caused, you will allow me to offer an I unqualified denial to the above statement. Dr. Walker was hit once only, and by a. stray bullet, on the early morning of J anuary 31st, while it was still dark he died the same afternoon from the naturs.1 effects of the wound. Every possible kind- nesa was shown to the wounded by the Boers, who posted a sentry to see that no one came nea.i or otherwise interfered with them. The Boer com- mandant present at the time expressed to Dr. Walker his sorrow that he should have been wounded, and later in the day the Boer General himself personally expressed to me his deep regret for the sad occurrence, while many of tho burghers, when conversing with my men, also spoke to the same effect..

On Monday the Marquis and Marchioness of II Ripon celebrated their golden wedding, and in honour of the event flags were hoisted in various public buildings in Ripon, whilst several tele- grams of congra-tulajtion were forwarded to Lord I ¡ and Lady Ripon, who are in London, from public bodies in Ripon, the Mayor sending one m the nama of the citizens. Local commemoration iûstivities will not, however, be observed until May 26th, when Lord and L3.dy Ripon are ex- pected at Studley Royal. To THE DUAT.—A Gentleman who cured him- self 0" deafness at><l Noises in the Head after 14 vears' suffering will gladly send full particulars of the remedy on receipt ol stamped addressed envelope,— remedy on receipt Of stamped addressed envelope,- F. Cliftoa, Amberiey House, Strand, London, W.C.

A Very Bad Case.—Mrs Nobbs: And you suffer from insomnia ?—Mrs Hobbs Yea I can't even feel sleepy when we have visitors. The acme of perfection would soon be reached if people would only follow the advice they give to others. More new gowns," he cried. Why, yes," she answered sweetly, all of mine are last cen tury styles." An American steamboat captain, advertising an excursion, says Tickets, twenty-five centsi children half-price to be had at the office." He Knew.—Teacher If yon are polite and kind to your young comrades what will be the result ?—Bully Jones They'll know they can lick me. A Subject for Speculation.—" Why, they've been engaged three months, and haven't had a quarrel." Dear me I wonder whose fault it is ?" Knew Him.—"Old Grump went to the mas- querade the other night disguised as a bear." Did anyone recognise him ?" Nobody but his wife." The Ideal Vehicle.—Jaggles What do you consider to be the great need of the present day? —Waggles It seems to be an automobile with horse sense. Caller Is Mrs Kaflippe at home ?—Ellen (just over) No, mum.—Caller Do you know where she has gone ?—Ellen Yis, mum. Up-shstairs, be the back way. As an Hluminant.—Daughter I love him. He is the light of my life.—Father Maybe but I object to having my house lit up by him after midnight. Client (to lawyer's clerk) Is the guv'nor m ? —Clerk Well, sir, I was out when he went out, and I wasn't here when he came back, so I can't say whether he is in or not. And they were married at high noon, I sup- pose ?" queried the reporter. Not a bit of it," growled the old man they were married at low midnight. It was an elopement." Mr Winks, looking over the paper: Cheap, Drug and Co. are selling all sorts of patent medicines at half price.—Mrs Winks Just our luck There isn't anything the matter with any of us." Berths This is the very day to ask papa's consent, Arthur.—Arthur Why, is he in a good humour ?—Bertha No he's frantic over my dressmaker's bill, and will let you take me off his hands at once. Doctor Countess, I should be glad if you would let me hear you cough.—Countess I don't feel disposed to do so just now. (To her maid) Eliza, please cough like I did this morn- ing. As to the Rest.—Mabel: There are now over four thousand avocations open to a woman.— Clara Dear me, what are they ?—" Let—me— see. One is marriage, and the others-dear me. I've forgotten the others." Arithmetical.—Bill: Did yon say that gun of ycurs would shoot one thousand yards ?—Jill That's what I did.—Bill Well, it's marked to shoot only five hundred yards.—Jill: Yes but there are two barrels. Boxing Day.—Squire (more in sorrow than in anger to incorrigible offender) Again, eh ? Again ? Not sober, I'm afraid.—Farmer Swig- gles (confidentially) More am I, squire, but —(chuckles)—no one'll notice us. The Tammany Tiger's Way.—Freddy (telling the story) I had hardly been in the tree ten minutes before the tiger showed himself.—Percy Probably thought you were opening a dive and wanted to fix assessment. Though Lost to Sight, to Memory Dear."— 'Bus Driver Wounded, sir, I see.—Gentleman in Khaki: Yes.—'Bus Driver Been out in South Africa ?—Gentleman in Khaki: Yes.— Bus Driver. Seen any of our 'orees out there, guv'nor ? A literary Bohemian who habitually fasts twice in the week for other than ecclesiastical reasons overheard a friend talking about writer's cramp." Writer's cramp ?" said the Bohemian. Ah, I know what that is t It's cramp in the stomach Old Mrs Bentlv Did ye hear how Mr Brown is getting on ?—Old Mr Bently I heerd he took a relapse this mornin'.—Old Mrs Bently (with a sigh) Well, I hope it will do the poor soul good, but I hain't much faith in them new-fangled medicines. A Costly Error.—Young Doctor Did you ever make a mistake in a diagnosis ?—Old Doctor Yes. A shabby old fellow came into my office one day, and after I told him he had only a stomach ache and charged him two dollars, I found out that he-was rich enough to have appen- dicitis. A Brilliant Idea.—Gladys What was your idea in giving mamma this dog ?—Lieutenant Wisegye Why, he'll keep coming back to me, and 111 keep coming back with the dog. Good excuse for calling every evening in the week, you know. Accounted For.—" Where's your watch ?" asked the observant man. Why, here it is," re- plied the man whose prosperity had slipped a cog or two. "But that's a silver one. The one you used to carry had a handsome gold case." Well —er—circumstances alter cases, you know." Cut Both Ways.—She What if I have loved another, dear ? Don't you know it has only pre- pared me for the greater, higher love I have for you ? "That's all right; but how do I know that the love yon now ha,ve for me isn't prepar- ing you for the greater, higher love for someone else ?" Exhaustive Annexations.—Uncle Abner I tell ye, I want ter see the United States launch out on a grand old policy of expansion in every direction. In 20 years we would be the greatest nation in history.—Uncle Seth Yes, yes, nice ter think about, but it'd have it's drawbacks. We'd be havin' boundary disputes with every—. —Uncle Aimer Boundary disputes Nonsense, man. We'd have no boundary m 20 years. Not His Fault.—Being very drunk he rolled down some stone steps into an areaway, and there remained. Though considerably cut and bruised, his fine sense of discrimination did not desert him, and while the blood streamed from a cut in his scalp and one arm hung helplessly at his side, he raised himself upon his uninjured elbow and remarked to the crowd :— La's an' gen'lemen, 't's all John's fault—'f he'd a'let me have 'nnother drink I couldn't a-got here 't all. Some f'lers go no sense For Purposes Purely Medicinal.—The minister of a Scotch parish had once upon a time a great wish for an old couple to become teetotalers, which they were in no wise eager to carry out. After much pressing, however, they consented, laying down as a condition that they should be allowed to keep a bottle of Auld Kirk for medicinal purposes. About a fortnight later John began to feel his resolution ^weakening, but he was determined not to be the first to give way. In another week, however, he collapsed entirely, Jenny, woman," he said, I've an awfu' pain in my heid ye micht gie me a wee drappie, an' see gin it'll da me ony guid." Weel, gude- man," she replied, ye'reower late o' aslrin', for ever sin' that bottle cam' into the hoose, I've been bothered sae wi' pains i' my heid 't is 'a' dune, an' there's nae arappie left."

A CARDIFF BOY'S ESCAPADE. Joseph Logue (13) was charged at Cardiff Police Court on Saturday on a warrant that he, on the 26th March, at the borough of Cardiff, being a servant in the employ of the River Plate Fresh Meat Company, Limited, did feloniously steal an envelope containing the sum of £3 8s loa. and documents, the property of his employers. Pri- soner, it was stated, was employed as a boy in the shop," and it was part of his duty, as in the present instance, to bring money from tho Docks to Tresillian-terrace. The manager at the Docks entrusted the lad with £3 8s 10d to take to Mr Hopkins, the cashier, but the mouey never arrived. A small boy named Sidney Caple spoke to meeting prisoner on the 26th by the timbers, near the canal. Prisoner had two half-sovereigns and two sovereigns, which he said he got from the butcher. He asked witness if he would come with him to Mer- thyr, and forthwith the two lads, accompanied by a third friend, started for the Ironopolis, prisoner paying the fares. We stopped there three days, "said prisoner, "and then went to Newport, and we stopped there until all the money was 3pent, and walked back to Cardiff, because we ha a co money to pay the fare." They slept that night in the Cardiff Arms Park. Detective Harris spoke to arresting prisoner in the park, and charging him with the theft. He said he spent the money, and given some of it away. The papers he tore and threw away. He ha/d threepence in his possession. The Bench dealt with prisoner under the First Offenders Act, binding him over in £5 to be of good behaviour.

It was made known on parade at Newport (Mon.) Barracks on Saturday that the sentence 011 Gunner Francis Moore, Depot Mountain Divi- sion R.G.A., had been confirmed by the General Officer Commanding the District. Moore, who was charged with enlisting after having been discharged with disgrace from his Majesty's ser- vice, has been sentenced to 56 days' imprison- meat and to be discharged with ignominy. Pri- soner's plea in mitigation was that he was sorry for having committed the offence, but that' he was anxious to go out to South Africa., where he j had relatives serving.

¡ Y GOLOFN. GYMREIG- Dymunir i'n gohebwyr Cymreig gyfeirio eu go- hebiaethau, llyfrau i'w liadolygu, &c., fel y canlyn: Dafydd Morganwg, Morganwg House, Llantwit-street, Cardiff." I

NUDD OER Y GAUAF. Y nadd a bar ddyddiau byrion,—heb haul Yn bylog a thrymion Ac oerfel yr awedou Ddyry frath i'r <ii'wraf fron.

MARWOLAETH VICTORIA. Swn cwynfun sy'n nhir Biitauin—0 herwydd Ow, marw Victoria! Hyuaws, ddoeth, Frnnioei dda, O'i ttol toyrnasoed 1 wyla.

YR HYDREF. Hydref llwyd, mor anwydo&—yw M wpdd, Mae ei wisg yn ^arpiog; Y borfa sy'n lla barfog, Barug rhew ar en brig grog, Gowartoa. Crugpbtn,

NOS DYWELL. Danos, hob Loer y" dena,—na Strea Wen siriol yn syllu Nid oes dim odd r^sau da Nos lygddall naws y fagddn, Meliacrythan. NOAR.

Y "FRIA LLEN. Briallen ber! llawenhau byd—a'i gweo Ydyw gwaith ei bywyd; A chreu, dan nawdd y clawdd clyd, Rith o haf yn Mawrth hefyd.

FY MWBYD. Pan oeddwn gynt ar aelwyd mam, Cyfoethog oedd fy myd, Heb deimlo unrhyw gm na chamt Na blin ofidiau'r byd Ond amddiffyn ar bob pryd, Mewn nefoedd o fwynhad, Pan oeddwn blcntyn dan nawdd clyd Fy anwyl fam a thad. Ond heibio aeth y dyddiau lloa I dragwyddoldeb maith, Ond para i godi yn fy mron Mae'r adgof trwy fy nhaith. 'Rwy'n cofio tlysni'r bwthyn hardd, A golvgfeydd y wlad, A pheraroglau blodau'r ardd Amgylchai dy fy nhad. Ha 1 ffrydiau o lawenvdd ay* Yn tonni yn fy mron, Wrth gofio y cysuron la Gos ar yr aeiwyd hon; Mwynhawn hyfrydol hoen yn iach, Yn llawen a difrad, Yn llawn o head ar aelwyd fach Fy anwyl fam a nhad. Llangennech. Crvmfab.

LLWYDDIANT MR DAVID JEFFREYS, y Crynant, yn cyrhaedd yr A.C.—(Buddugol.) Haddamor! i Dafydd, wr ieuanc o fri, Cyrhaeddodd ben uchaf Eryri'r A.C.; Trwv lafur diflino a dyfal-barhad Mae nimo Athrawon Cerddorol ein gwlad. Yn mrwydrau myfyrdod ymdrechai hyd waed, Gan osod pob rhwystrau yn risiau i'w draed, Nes cael bnddugoiiaeth, nes cyrhaedd ei nod, Ac weithian mae'n wrthddrych edmygedd achlod. Gwefreiddiol gerddoriaeth yw duwies ei fryd, A phlyg i'w mawrhydi ei liniau o hyd Ac am ei ffyddlondeb a'i barch iddi hi, Coronodd y dduwiea ei ben a'r A.C.; Cydnebydd teilyngdod a thalent y llanc, A'i enw byth mwyach ni chleddir mewn tranc. Eiddunwn i'r gwron uwch lwyddiant o hyd, Nes enill holl deitlau cerddorol y byd. Abercrave. Gweledydd.

UNIGEDD. Unigedd anwyl, dyro hawl i mi Fyn'd mewn 1 dy ddirgelion di, A gad im' gerdded trwy dy deg rodreydd I weled dy ogonawl olygfeydd. Tu mewn i'th babell wen mor felus yw I'r Cristion gwan ddyrchafa mawl i Ddnw Mae dwndwx byd a'i ferw'n aros draw, Dystawrwydd nefol deimlir ar bob llaw. Llonyddwch yma gaf heb dwrf na 11ef- Mor agos ar fy nhrem daw'r drydedd nef: Dy gyssegr sancteiddiolaf sydd a'i ddor o led y pen, a llewyrch gwyneb lor Yn ffrydio lawr i'r drugareddfa lan, Rhwng y cerubiaid heirdd yn loyw dan. Mae'r nef i'r fangre hon yn dod i lawr, Gan ysbrydoli'r fro a'i siriol wawr; Mae n hawdd i minau mewn myfyrdod syn Addoli Daw yn nghol unigedd gwyn. Unigedd prydferth! mae dy fynwes deg Yn llawn rosynan a liliod chweg; Bathodau Duw y'nt yn prydferthu'th fron, Nes gwneyd dy faes yn un flodeufa Ion. Caf tyfyraodol agwedd o bob tu Yn llenwi'm calon a gwynfydedd cn; Gwyufaol fangre yma sydd ar daen, A swn fy N uw yn cerdded ol a blaen. Unigedd anwyll yn dy hyfryd fro Gwnaf ganu'u iach i'r daaear ambell dro. Ni gawn unigedd arall yn bodoli, A'i drig]e'n llawn o rwystrau a chaledi; Yr hwn sy'n amgylchynu'r dyn talentog, Wrtli wneuthur darganfyddiad bythol enwog. Bu cf tr.v.9"r oeaau'n taflu'i ddor ar agor I'r awenyddol fardd a'r uchel gerddor. Ar hyd diriogaeth hwn bu Isaac Newton, Galileo fa.wr, a'r hyf awenydd Milton Eu hengyl feddylddrychau yu rhy ddyfnion I'r dyn cyirrediu dreiadio i'w gwaelodion. Mae'n dilyn lle3tr y morwr dewr ei galon, O'i gylch y bydd ar ganol tonau'r eigion; Yn mhell o afael cyfaill a chydnabod, A gwencm serchog ei anwylaf briod. Fe wrendy yuo ar y storm yn codi I ymladd a r elfenau uwch y weilgi; J A gwelodd lawer bedd yn cael ei agor I'r morwr rhwng mynyddau gwyllfc y dyfilfor. Y plentyn bach amddifad sydd yn aros Yn eigion bro unigedd a'i oywyllnos; Heb dad na mam i roi hyfforddiant iddo, Nac un perthynas mwyn i gydymdeimlo. Unigedd ydyw bywyd i'r amddifad, A'i drigle oeraidd heb belydrau cariad.' Unigedd a ddilyna'r dieithr ymwelydd Trwy ddinas fawr. sy'n drystiog ei heolydd; Er myn'd trwy ganol symudiaaan'r dyrfa, Yn mhlith y miloedd wrtho'i hun y cerdda. Mae yno'n byw yn unig i'r holl ferw, Heb un cydnabod hoff yn tynu sylw; A-holl dorfeydd y ddinas efo'i gilydd Ni wnant ond dyfnhau ei drist unigrwydd. Unigedd henced sydd yn for o dristweh, 0 gylch hen oed sy'n rhodio mewn arafweh; Mae olion saethau amser ar y gruduiau, A'r war yn crymu o dan bwys blyrryddau. Y plant o un i nn a'i llwyr adawodd, A'i anwyl briod wedi'r oil a gollodd; Ac yntau wrtho'i hun, heb un ymgeledd, Yn rhodio glan y bedd yn llaw unigedd. Pcchadur tlawd, heb gredu i'w Warcdwr, Sy'n myn'd i dragwyddoldeb yn wrthodwr; Mae'i enaid yn nocth anial truenusol, LIe teithia blin unigedd annherfynol. 0, Ie difrifol! enaid drud hob Dduwdod, Yn myn'd yn mlaen i guro drws y beddrod. Mor unig yw uwch afon ddu marwolaeth, Heb ddim dan dra.ed ond tywod colledigaeth; Na gobaith am gael cwmni'r Iesu tirion I ddod i dori grym y dyfroedd dyfnion. Unigedd enaid dry yn was tragwyddol, Heb dderbyn Crist nid oes ond gofid bythol; Mae'n taraw wrth fynyddoedd nos trueni, Ac oesol stormydd gwae uwch ben yn tori. Yn yr unigedd hwn a'i holl erwindeb Y bydd dan lid yr Oen am dmgwyddoldeb r o fewn y fynweni oer y coir unigedd, Ar ol i'r dyrfa fawr roi llwch i orwedd; Mae'n d'od yn brndd uwch ben y bedd i wylo, Pan ymadawa/r bobloedd oddi yuo A gwrendv ar alawon lleddf yr ywen, Dan gysgod hon ysgydwa'i deyrnwialen; Tramwya'n fud cyd-rhwng y cof-golofnau, Gan wneyd ei orsedd ar diriogaeth angau. Mae'n myn'd i gelloedd tywyll oer y carchar, Ond try'r lle'n astudfa i'r athrylithgar. Yn ngharchar Bedford oedd yn nghwmni Bunyan, Gan edrych arno yn ei gell annyddan A gwel'd ei huuan-aberth anghyffrcdin Wrth cyfansoddi Taith y blin Bererin. H Darlnnio wnaeth o fewn y cacth unigedd Y daith anhygyrch tua gwlad tangnefedd. Hyfforddiant iydd i ddyn tra saif y bydoedd, 0 gerdded trwy'r anialwch tua'r nefocdd. Hyd Ynys Patmos gynt bu yn tramwyo, A chlywodd swn y don o'i gylch yn rhuo. Daeth loan yno idd ei fynwes dawcl, Gan weled rhyfeddodau'r Wynfa uchel; Ac yn ei goImewn llewyg myfyrdodol Y ca'dd gymuudeb agos a'r ysbrydol, Ac y canfyddodd dyrfa ùliirifedi Yn rhodio aur ystrydoedd bro golcuni A gynau gwyn ion ganddynt fel yr eira, Oil wedi'u canu'n ngwcrthfawr waed Cal'aria. Pan ydoodd yno'n mreichiau mwyn unigedd, Fe glywodd lais o'r nef mewn llawn perseinedd Yn dywedyd wrtho, Dring i fyny yma, 1 ymyl Gorsedd glaerwych ardal Gwynfa 1" I\1s-e n hyfryd genyf finau hefyd eistedd I gael cymdeÜhas Duw ar dir n^igedd. Rhwng twyni'r niynydd cribog mae unigedd, Y n mliell o dwrf y byd yn gwneyd ei orsedd. Pan yma lawer noson yn teyrnasu Y ca:dd y fraint o glywed gelriau'r Iesn Yn siarad ag yabrydion y nefolfyd, Tra'n rhoi ei bwys ar garped Hwyd daearfyd. Fe welodu ddagrau cariad dros ei ruddiau Yn diagyn yn gawodydd o ofidiau. Yn unig oedd tra ar ein daear aflan, Heb Ie i roi ei ben i lawr yn unman. Pan aeth ein Ceidwad mwyn i Gethscma.ne, Unigedd a'i canlynodd hyd y fangre, A chlywodd Ef, o dan yr hwyr gysgodion, Mewn erfyniadan a gweddiau taerion, Gan syllu ar y gwaedlyd chwys yn disgyn Yn ddyferynau cochion dros y llecyn, Bu'n gwylio't Iesu mad pan oedd yn marw Dros wacl bechadur ar y croesbren garw I Er foù v dorf o'i gylch mewn brad yn gwawdio, Neb ond unigedd oedd yn gwmni iddo, Mor unig oedd Efe ar ben Calfaria, Wrth golli gwyneb pur ei Dad fan yma; Ac aeth mor bell ag nffern yr annuwiol, I I'w gyrchu'n ol i dir y bywyd Dwyfol. Yn yr unigedd tywyll bu yn brwydro Ag angau cryf nes iddo ei hvyr goncro. O! diolch 1es11, am dy gariad helaeth, Trwy fyn'd dy Hun i agor ffordd achubiaeth! Rho north i mi tra byddwyf hyd y diwedd I ganu'th glod yn nghadair wen unigedd. Trefecca College Isaac Roderick.

From a Different Point of View. If I slip down on a defective grating in the street and sustain severe damages, can I get rea dress ?" he asked a lawyer. You can." Whom shall I sue ?" The owner or occupier of the premises. You can hold hini responsible." I was laid up seven weeks, and I think I ought to have £ 20." I think you can get double that. Do yofl know the owner of the property ?" I can find out very easily. It's No. 80, Blank-street." What ? Why, that's my house Better drop the case at once, sir. I forgot to say that the law is so defective that we can't get a verdict once in 20 times." His Questions and Answers. laugnable illustration jc how anger causes 5 man to make himself ridiculous is given in the following incident from a German newspaper- Banker Rosenthal directed bis book-keener to address a sharp letter to Baron Y., who baa pro- mised several times to pay what he owed, and had as often neglected to do so. Vvhen the letter was written it did not please Banker Rosenthal) who is very excitable, and he angrily penned the following Dear Baron Y,—Who was it that promised to pay up on the first of January ? You. my dear u. Baron—you are the man Who was it that pro- mised then to settle on the first of March ? Yon, my dear Baron Who was it that didn't settle on the first of March ? You, my dear Baron Who is it, then, who has broken his word twice and is an unmitigated scoundrel ?—Your obedient servant, Moses Rosenthal." More Effectual. -v When the Virginian who lived in the wretched log cabin with a family of seven (says a recently returned traveller from America) had told me that forty acres of his land contained a solid coal bed, I asked him if his dced. was all right. Never had no deed, sah," he rather proudly replied. But have yon no papers at all ?" No paper 'tall, sah. I jest squatted down on this yere land thirty years ago, and hev bin yers ever since." But if you have no papers won't the ownet come along some day and pitch you out ?" Not skassly, sah—not skassiy. That is to say; sah, that the real owner has come along three different times and tried it, and every time he got killed and had to give it up. Deeds and sich things are all right 'nuff in their way, but my old gun, wrth a Dar'l seven feet long, is a heap better than them right round here." He Would Be An Actor. Theatrical managers, and especially actors who occupy that position, are for ever being addressed by the stage-struck, who desire usually to be shown a royal road to distinction upon the stage while obviously destitute of the first qualities necessary for SUCCESS. It is not often, however, that managers receive from an aspirant a letter at once so quaint and so Sll;cst.iY8 of good faith as the following, which was recently sent to Mr Richard Mansfield bv a Lancashire lad :—" Monday, March IStn, 1239. From » Lancashire boy Oldham. Mr Mansfield—I h2.Vt. took the opportunity of writing a few lines to vot in private I am a boy that gives my mind to the El ays of Shakspears, and seeing that you hac egun Richard llrd, with a company. I thought I would write and see if you could put me. in tht' way of jining a Shakespearian Company, as I anj allready capable of characterising (Catsby) (Buckingham )&. (Richard) hiself which I have studied & characterised in the mid of night when I should have been in a sound sleep 1. work in the cotton mill. but cannot give my mind to it, I am without father, and mother, therefore look the case over and if I fail in this intent I will always respect you as Tragadiene, I do beseech you to write and let me know shortly> and I will remain, Your Poor Devoted Servant aged, 18." (Here followed name and address-) be not so hasty as to confound my meaning, 1 mean that with my soul, I love the stage lilte- wise with my head, and by them intend to earn my bread, but yet I run before my horse to mai' ket, I still work in the mill which fills my with pain, if in this intent I prosper the must count my gains." Very Literal Obedience. People are always making fun of ns for taking things so literally,' said a Russia^ major, in whose company Mr David Ker wa* ascending the Dnieper and not without sonif reason, I must admit. You remember that story you told me the other day about a man who had a china cup given to him as the model for a ccni" pete set, and, finding that it had been cracked and mended, turned out the whole set crackec- and mended in tho very "same way ? Well, I coal" find you half a dozen men in any Russian t you like who would do just the same thing iheta' selves." Very likely," said his companion. thought doubt whether they would carry their li;rol obedience quite so far as the American priDtet who was told to follow his copy,' and when copy blew out of the window jumped after it and broke his leg." ad Well, I can match even that," langhe" Major K. "Did you ever hear how the tele- graph line between St. Petersburgh and Pete*" hot was left unofScsred ? Well, you kno^i before the electric wires were laid, we used telegraph in the old fashion by signals, and along the Peterhof road there were signal-statio^ planted just within sight of each other, and each station a clerk, with strict orders to repea exactly any signal made by his right-hand or left-hand neighbour. One day the first clerk the line, in a fit of despair at haying lost near*? all his money, hanged himself on the telegraph post. His next neighbour, seeing this, took it for a signal, and instantly strung himself up in like manner, and the end of it wa4 that all the clerks on the line hanged themselves in regular rotation." t "Well," remarked his companion, "that' no worse than the order sent from Peking to authorities of a great Chinese town, commanding that a certain native merchant should be hv-ug up in his counting-house;' and then, after execution, somebody discovered the words have been translated, suspended in his 0ffica

EDUCATION CODE—1901. The Education Code for England and Wale6 for the ensuing year has been issued. It cOn" tains several important changes. Higher Grade Schools. r In order to be recognised by the Board o. Education, these schools must be organised to give a complete four ye:u-s' course of instruction approved by the board. A child proposed for admission must be not less than 10 years of a5e, have, as a rule, been for at least two years undeá instruction at a public elementary school, have been certified by the inspector to "i qualified to profit by the instruction in the higher elementary school. ,A.t" tendances may not be recognised in f higher elementary school for any schd^' who is upwards of fifteen years of age. }I(¡ scholar may remain in a liigher elementafJ school beyond the close of the school year it, which he or she is fifteen years old. But schola** who are receiving instruction in a school at wj* time of its conversion into a higher elemental school may remain, with the sanction of Board of Education. The curriculum must b» approved by the board, and must show that sufficiency of science instruction, both practice* and theoretical, is provided for in each year.. The grants made to these higher element^1' schools are:— Higher Lower scale. scale- s, s. 1st year 35 31 2nd year 47 43 3rd year 66 55 4th year 90 73 Physical Training in Schools. In the now is.sue of the Day School Cod^ the Board of Education have devoted attention to the development of physical tra11^ ing in the schools. In a new schedule the subject it is pointed out that physl0^» training should be regarded as an integral important part of the curriculum of e^01? Eublic element ary school. A model course eing prepared, which will set forth a mum such as can be satisfied even in schools, which may be supplemented by and more varied physical training, includiOo' systematic instruction in swimming, cric^^y &c. Such further physical training is to be y* garded as supplementary, bnt not a1tørnatl d to the minimum which the board prescribes, 411 should always bo conducted with due regard the age and bodily constitution of the children*

OCCASIONAL LICENCES AT CARDIFF. Comments by the Head Constat0, At Cardiff Police Court on Saturday (b,fltt Alderman Beavan and Councillor J. Jerikir15) rg application was made by Mrs Donovan for 'L cceasioii-tl liceiice to sell intoxicants in a. teDt f Cathays Park on the occasion of the Shephc fete and gala. M/McKenzie (chief constable) said theso plications were not unusual, but the present the first application for a licence m Catl^L Park. During the past two years the coae ity granting the applications, laid it down as 3011, lid iunction that the licence-hoklcr should alio*' beer to be carried away from the tent for c% sumption in other parts of the field. In the V beer had been carried in the Sophia Garuer'sfflt the riverside, where a great deal of drunke'115?'^ took place without the licence-holder being ,a jj to detect or prevent it. The practice had Oc stopped a great deal, but not'as effectively. could wish, and if it was not entirely discontlJJ *i it would be his duty at the next application oppose the granting of such licence, < On receiving an undertaking on behalf oi Donovan that no beer would be sold in tit3 consumption outside the vent, the Bench &ralJ the application.

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