Now that the Allies have all agreed not to make separate peaces, we can look forward to the War stopping all at once, and not just a bit at a time, though of course the calendar of the Russians will allow them the option of keeping at it for twelve days after the others have finished. * * * * * "GLORIOUS COMPEAGNE.--For ever memorable in the annals of the country will be the name of Compeigne."--_News of the World._ Nor shall Compiegne, we hope, be utterly forgotten. * * * * * Illustration: MADE IN GERMANY. KAISER. "I'M NOT QUITE SATISFIED WITH THE SWORD. PERHAPS, AFTER ALL, THE PEN IS MIGHTIER!" * * * * * Illustration: _Belated Reveller._ "YOU A SPESHUL CONSHTABLE?" _Special Constable._ "YES." (_Long pause._) _B. R._ "WHAT ARMS 'AVE YER?" _S. C._ "A TRUNCHEON AND A WHISTLE, AND (_suddenly inventive, in view of reveller's superior physique_) A SIX-SHOOTER." _B. R._ "AH, WELL, I'M NOT TAKIN' ANY FORTRESHES TO-NIGHT." * * * * * DISPOSITIONS. My wife was certainly ruffled, and, more than that, she was mystified. She could not understand it at all. "And this is the second time," she said. "Have you questioned the servants?" I asked. "It is not likely that my servants would amuse themselves by throwing lumps of coal on the drawing-room carpet," she replied, "not being lunatics. But as a matter of fact I have questioned them." "It is the sort of thing a playful kitten might do," I suggested. "Or a puppy perhaps." "No, they couldn't have lifted the tongs, and the tongs were in it too, and three walking-sticks. It must have been children, I suppose; but I don't think there have been any children in the house." I found her the same afternoon studying some scratched hieroglyphics on the gravel in front of the house. It was quite an elaborate design with squares and circles and curving lines, and with a wobbly streak running through it. And that evening she announced once and for all that the house was bewitched and she gave it up. She had found a loofah, two sponges and some cakes of soap elaborately arranged in a pattern on the bathroom floor. She had not yet gathered, as I had, that it was Sinclair and the Reverend Henry. I do not think that these two can have been properly trained in their youth to put away their toys when they had finished with them, as all tidy children should. They had no right to go out suddenly and play tennis, leaving the drawing-room carpet in that condition.