"Maybe he rolls," said Mr. Baldwin. "But that is not all. Listen. The Duke of Mudcaster is the only representative of the Pennecuiks, whose founder had the good fortune to be of some service to KING WILLIAM III. For this service he and his posterity were allowed the privilege of entering places by gates marked 'Out' and leaving by gates marked 'In.'" Mr. Jenkins sat half up, groaned and subsided again. He said nothing. "Well, I must say good-bye now," said Mr. Baldwin. "Sorry I've depressed you about compensation, but you never had an earthly. See you again soon. So long." For some minutes Mr. Jenkins remained as one stunned. Then he began to think again. "I wonder," he said once or twice, for he knew his partner,--"I wonder. Could it have been Baldwin himself in his old Ford? Could it?" * * * * * [Illustration: _Old Lady_ (_ruminating_). "WHAT A POOR SUPPLY OF GAS THERE IS! AH, WELL, I MUSTN'T GRUMBLE. PERHAPS WE ARE ATTACKING WITH GAS AT THE FRONT TO-DAY." ] * * * * * Extract from a schoolboy's letter:-- "Please do not send me a cake this term, or it will go to the Red Cross Soldiers." * * * * * "MANAGERESS wanted immediately, small Blouse Factory, Harrogate; able to cut out and control girls."--_Harrogate Advertiser._ She will need to be careful. A girl who has been cut out is apt to be uncontrollable. * * * * * HEART-TO-HEART TALKS. (_The German KAISER and a wounded Belgian Officer, a Prisoner._) _The Kaiser._ So, then, you are still in arms against me, still persisting in your insane desire for battle and bloodshed? Will nothing content you? Must you compel us to continue in our enmity when by a word peace might be established between us, and Belgium might take her place at the side of Germany as a sister-nation striving with us to promote the cause of true civilisation? _The Belgian._ It is useless, Sir, to say such things to any Belgian. _The Kaiser._ Why useless? Do you not wish that death and ruin and misery should cease? _The Belgian._ Certainly we do. No one more ardently than the Belgians, for it was not we who desired war or began the contest. But when you talk of stopping we must remind you that it was by your deliberate choice that war was treacherously forced on us. What could we do except defend ourselves against the dastardly blow that you aimed at our life? And after that it was not by us that Louvain was destroyed, that old men and women and children were ruthlessly massacred. Do you think such scenes can be wiped out of the memory of a nation, so that her men shall turn round and kiss the bloodstained hand that has tried to throttle them? Surely you expect too much. _The Kaiser._ You speak too freely. Remember in whose presence you are.