The Leadenhall Press,--immortalised by its invention of that invaluable work of art, "The Hairless Author's Paper Pad," which the Baron herewith and hereby strongly recommends to Mr. GLADSTONE, who has so much writing to do with a pad on his knee, and for this purpose Mr. G. would find this the "_knee plus ultra_" of inventions,--this same Leadenhall Press has recently published a story without a title, offering a reward of £100 to any individual, or to be divided between such individuals, as may guess it. The story is in effect about a youth who lost his right eye in fighting another boy, and who subsequently revenged himself by depriving his antagonist of an eye by a violent stroke at Lawn-tennis. What can be the title? The Baron has had the following suggestions made to him:--"Eye for an Eye," "The Egotist," "My Eye!" "Aye! aye!" "Ocular Demonstration," "A Man of One Eye-dear!" "Eyes Righted," "One Left," "The Other Eye," "Two Pupils and One Eye," "You and Eye," "The Eyes Have It." The Baron "winks the other eye," and will be very glad should any hint of his have assisted a deserving person to gain the reward offered by Mr. TUER. _En attendant_ the Baron has hit upon a still more novel idea. He will write some contributions towards short stories, and his readers shall finish them. The terms will be these:--The Baron commences a chapter, or a few lines of it, and leaves it unfinished, then his readers shall finish the sentence, and sometimes the chapter, for themselves. If the sentence, or the chapter, as the case may be, _shall turn out to be exactly what the Baron would have written had he continued it, then he, the Baron, will award_ £100 _to the successful candidate, or will award a division of that sum among the successful candidates. Every competitor shall pay the Baron_ £50. _And to insure such payment, each competitor's cheque for this amount must accompany his or her contribution._ EXAMPLE.--_CHAPTER I.--The harvest-moon was slowly rising. The heather, dried and burnt by the mid-day sun, appeared, to the eye unaccustomed to this aspect of the country, to be merely a rugged divergence from the main road. Descending carefully from his dog-cart, a small man in a big coat, muffled up to the eyes, proceeded leisurely to--_ Now, then, _what_ did he leisurely proceed to do? There's a fortune in it!--somewhere!--says THE BARON DE BOOK-WORMS. * * * * * [Illustration: STUDIES IN ANIMAL LIFE. THE GOORMONG. (_EPICURI DE GREGE PORCUS. BRITISH ISLES._) _Mr. Huggins._ "_WHAT_ A 'EAVENLY DINNER IT WAS!" _Mr. Buggins._ "B'LIEVE YER! MYKES YER WISH YER WAS BORN 'OLLER!"] * * * * * SPRING TIME IN LEAP YEAR; OR, THE JOLLY BATHERS. _First Jolly Bather_ (_singing, quaveringly_):-- Spring's delights are now revi-i-i-vi-i-i-ng, Verdant leaflets deck each spr-a-ay!