Members of the pro-German band, no doubt. * * * * * Mr. Punch desires to record thanks to the innumerable correspondents who have drawn his attention to the statement in _The Daily Chronicle_ that among the German officers who escaped and were afterwards recaptured was "Von Thelan, a lieutenant in the lying corps." The existence of this unit in the German Army has, as most of them point out, been long suspected, but never officially confirmed till now. * * * * * [Illustration: _The Colonel's Daughter_. "WHAT A WONDERFUL VOICE AND WHAT A PERFECT ARTIST!" _The Colonel_. "DON'T THINK MUCH OF HIM! HE'S GOT A POCKET UNBUTTONED."] * * * * * TIPS FOR NON-TIPPERS. ["If taxi-cab fares are increased it will put a stop to tipping."--_Evening Paper_.] Only really robust men should refuse to tip the taxi-driver. Many a City man has set out in the morning intent on giving no tips and has not been heard of afterwards. To enable timid men to avoid a tip, the police are providing taxi-drivers with antiseptic mouthpieces, through which their words may be sterilised. If the driver insists on a tip do not threaten to take his number. Just take it and run. If you haven't time for both, just run. * * * * * "ALL-WOOL Black Cashmere Stockings, winter weight. 1/111/2 and 2/6 per yard." _Advt. in Scotch Paper_. We had always thought hosiery was sold by the foot. * * * * * "On the estate of the late Hon. Lionel Walrond, Uffculme, Devon, Robert James, 97, is felling for the purpose of aeroplane construction aspen trees which he helped to plant 80 years ago."--_The Times_. Three cheers for Mr. ROBERT JAMES! "For he's a jolly good feller!" * * * * * BEASTS ROYAL. II. CÆSAR'S GIRAFFE. B.C. 46. From Egypt, Africa and Gaul CÆSAR his Roman triumph brings: Dark queens and ruddy-bearded kings, And scowling Britons led in thrall, And elephants with silver rings; But oh, more excellent than all, This pensive beast, this mottled beast, From the marshes of the East. _Patres conscripti_, hail him now Divine! Through Rome his triumph rolls; Oysters in barrels, pearls in bowls, Chariots and horsemen, moving slow Where purple garlands droop on poles. _Patres conscripti_, crown his brow, Who brought us from the golden East This unimagined peerless beast! Never has CÆSAR made our foes Weep more than he has made us laugh; He who divides the world in half With the long shadow of his nose, And bridges oceans with his staff, Brings now, with pomp of vine and rose, This wondering and wondrous beast From the subjugated East.