"Yes, but--" "Then we can go in to the others. Remember what I told you about omitting the first seven pages. The society won't stand introductory remarks in a thesis." The committee were assembled in the next room. When the young Scotchman entered with the president, they looked him full in the neck. "He is suffering from cold," the president said. No one replied, but angry eyes were turned on the speaker. He somewhat nervously placed his young friend in a bad light, with a table between him and his hearers. Then Andrew began. "The Society for Doing Without," he read, "has been tried and found wanting. It has now been in existence for some years, and its members have worked zealously, though unostentatiously. "I am far from saying a word against them. They are patriots as true as ever petitioned against the Channel Tunnel." "No compliments," whispered the president, warningly. Andrew hastily turned a page, and continued: "But what have they done? Removed an individual here and there. That is the extent of it. "You have been pursuing a half-hearted policy. You might go on for centuries at this rate before you made any perceptible difference in the streets. "Have you ever seen a farmer thinning turnips? Gentlemen, there is an example for you. My proposal is that everybody should have to die on reaching the age of forty-five years. "It has been the wish of this society to avoid the prejudices engendered of party strife. But though you are a social rather than a political organisation, you cannot escape politics. You do not call yourselves Radicals, but you work for Radicalism. What is Radicalism? It is a desire to get a chance. This is an aspiration inherent in the human breast. It is felt most keenly by the poor. "Make the poor rich, and the hovels, the misery, the immorality, and the crime of the East End disappear. It is infamous, say the Socialists, that this is not done at once. Yes, but how is it to be done? Not, as they hold, by making the classes and the masses change places. Not on the lines on which the society has hitherto worked. There is only one way, and I make it my text to-night. Fortunately, it presents no considerable difficulties. "It is well known in medicine that the simplest--in other words, the most natural--remedies may be the most efficacious. "So it is in the social life. What shall we do, Society asks, with our boys? I reply. Kill off the parents. "There can be little doubt that forty-five years is long enough for a man to live. Parents must see that. Youth is the time to have your fling. "Let us see how this plan would revolutionise the world. It would make statesmen hurry up. At present, they are nearly fifty before you hear of them. How can we expect the country to be properly governed by men in their dotage?