Imagine us, if you can, sitting one on each side of the fire, I with my feet on the mantelpiece, Margery curled up in the blue arm-chair, both of us intent on the morning paper. To me, by good chance, has fallen the sporting page; to Margery the foreign, political, and financial intelligence of the day. "What," said Margery, "does it mean when it says----" She stopped and spelt it over to herself again. I put down my piece of the paper and prepared to explain. The desire for knowledge in the young cannot be too strongly encouraged, and I have always flattered myself that I can explain in perfectly simple language anything which a child wants to know. For instance, I once told Margery what "Miniature Rifle Shooting" meant; it was a head-line which she had come across in her paper. The explanation took some time, owing to Margery's preconceived idea that a bird entered into it somewhere; several times, when I thought the lesson was over, she said, "Well, what about the bird?" But I think I made it plain to her in the end, though maybe she has forgotten about it now. "What," said Margery, "does it mean when it says 'Home Rails Firm'?" I took up my paper again. The Cambridge fifteen, I was glad to see, were rapidly developing into a first-class team, and---- "'Home Rails Firm,'" repeated Margery, and looked up at me. My mind worked rapidly, as it always does in a crisis. "What did you say?" I asked in surprise. "What does 'Home Rails Firm' mean?" "Where does it say that?" I went on, still thinking at lightning speed. "There. It said it yesterday too." "Ah, yes." I made up my mind. "Well, _that_," I said--"I think _that_ is something you must ask your father." "I did ask him yesterday." "Well, then----" "He told me to ask Mummy." Coward! "You can be sure," I said firmly, "that what Mummy told you would be right," and I returned to my paper. "Mummy told me to wait till _you_ came." Really, these parents! The way they shirk their responsibilities nowadays is disgusting. "'Home Rails Firm,'" said Margery, and settled herself to listen. It is good that children should be encouraged to take an interest in the affairs of the day, but I do think that a little girl might be taught by her father (or if more convenient, mother) _which_ part of a newspaper to read. Had Margery asked me the difference between a bunker and a banker, had she demanded an explanation of "ultimatum" or "guillotine," I could have done something with it; but to let a child of six fill her head with ideas as to the firmness or otherwise of Home Rails is hardly nice. However, an explanation had to be given. "Well, it's like this, Margery," I said at last. "Supposing--well, you see, supposing--that is to say, if _I_----" and then I stopped. I had a sort of feeling--intuition, they call it--that I was beginning in the wrong way. "Go on," said Margery.