Apprehension in some quarters that this will be the ruin of a really capable, universally popular Whip. EDMUND TALBOT goes so far as to hint at apprehension that ILLINGWORTH will turn up every afternoon at Question time and give us another speech. Fear exaggerated. ILLINGWORTH a shrewd Yorkshireman; knows very well brilliant success of to-day was due to concatenation of accidental circumstance. Not likely to risk suddenly acquired reputation by hasty repetition of exploit. _Business done._--Welsh Church Disestablishment Bill passes Second Reading by majority of 84. _Thursday._--Spirit of enquiry alluded to above manifests itself in fresh direction. The other day CHARLES PRICE wanted to know all about political pensions granted to ex-Ministers. Intrigued by disclosure of particulars of estate of our old friend GRAND CROSS. It appears he left property valued at L91,617. That a pleasant incident closing a worthy life. But, as Member for Central Edinburgh points out, he had for twenty-two years been in receipt of pension of L2,000 a year, a dole from public funds obtainable, as PRIME MINISTER admits, only upon statutory declaration of a state of poverty incompatible with the maintenance of position proper to an ex-Minister. PRICE wants to know in the interests of the overburdened taxpayer whether aggregate sum drawn by the noble pensioner may not be recovered from his estate? PREMIER thinks not. PRICE, undaunted, returns to the attack to-day. Cites cases of two other ex-Ministers drawing political pensions in supplement of private estate and fees derived from manifold directorships in public companies. Wants to know if payment can be stopped? PREMIER says it is a matter of personal honour. Must be left to consideration of noble lords concerned. _Business done._--Committee of Supply. * * * * * [Illustration: ELEGY IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. "Harrowing tales were told about churchyards being seized, ploughed up and let as allotments."--_Sir ALFRED MOND on Nonconformist protest against the Disendowment of the Welsh Church._] * * * * * THE SEASON'S DELIGHTS. Sir Archibald and Lady Bayne Have struggled up to town again, Leaving the gentle Shropshire air For London dust and London glare, And just that London folk may see Their lumpish daughter, Dorothy. Sir Archie, in the club all day, Thinks of the bills he'll have to pay. His wife is bored, and hates the smell Of cooking in a cheap hotel. She also very much deplores The lack of likely bachelors. While Dolly, in the season's swing, Longs for the Shropshire woods in spring And a dog chained up at home, poor thing! * * * * * "Members of the Oxford University 'relay' tea are in fine shape."--_Daily Citizen._ The one whose business it is to take up the running at the muffin stage is particularly rotund.