I demanded a
candle. The sailor declared there wasn't one left."
"You're sure he understood what you were asking for?"
"Yes, I know that candle is boogy, thank you. I argued with him for ten
minutes and then turned in, grumbling. Queer, wasn't it?"
"Yes," I said.
I sat there for a while, thinking over Ernest's story, which had, it
seemed to me, something of the tract about it.
Later the midges began to attack us.
"Aren't these midges absolutely--" I began, and then stopped,
remembering Ernest's tract. It only shows, as I said to Ernest, that we
may learn something even from the most unlikely people.
* * * * *
"Wanted, a strong Boy, about 15 years old, for bottling, &c. The
Brewery, Brixham."
_The Western Guardian._
"Waiter, bring me a bottle of the boy."
* * * * *
"... contest the right of the Spanish authorities to intern damaged
submarines seeking refuse in neutral ports."--_Star._
The Spanish authorities are expected to reply that if that is what the
U-boats are after there is no need for them to leave home.
* * * * *
[Illustration: _First Artist._ "BY GAD! OLD PARSLEY'S SURPASSED
HIMSELF. LAMB CUTLETS, TWO CHOCOLATE CAKES AND THREE LUMPS OF SUGAR.
RATTLING GOOD SUBJECT.
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