first chapters of an enthralling serial whose plot revolved round
the love-story of Sir Robert Wyandotte and Lady Cecilia Buttercup--a
literary effort of unparalleled brilliancy due to the genius of a
new novelist who preferred to be known as the Red Rover of Rhode
Island. And so on and so on. If you think the scheme is feasible,
let me hear from you and I will begin to get my team of villains
together.

Yours faithfully,

THE GAME CHICK.

* * * * *

"Women and young persons now employed in these works enjoy a miximum
working week of fifty-five and a half hours."--_Sunday Paper_.

And, we suppose, a manimum wage.

* * * * *


AT THE PLAY.

"THE BABES IN THE WOOD."

When I saw a dull red glow in the early evening sky above the great open
flares that lit the portals of the Theatre Royal, I said to myself,
"This brings the Peace home to one!" But those who think that England
will never be the same after the War, that all things will become new