According to the _Evening News_ three elephants have been requisitioned from the Zoo at the White City by the military authorities. In Berlin, no doubt, this will be taken to signify that our heavy cavalry mounts are giving out. * * * * * A somewhat illiterate correspondent writes to say that he considers that the French ought to have allowed the Mad Dog to retain Looneyville. * * * * * The German papers publish the statement that a Breslau merchant has offered 30,000 marks to the German soldier who, weapon in hand, shall be the first to place his feet on British soil. By a characteristic piece of sharp practice the reward, it will be noted, is offered to the man personally and would not be payable to his next-of-kin. * * * * * It is reported that the Kaiser is proceeding to East Prussia to assume the chief command there. In Petrograd the news is only credited by extreme optimists. * * * * * Mr. Lloyd George's statement that "The Prussian Junker is the road-hog of modern Europe" has, we hear, had a curious and satisfactory sequel. Large numbers of adepts in the art of pig-sticking are joining the Sportsman's Battalion, which is now in process of formation. * * * * * A regrettable mistake is reported from South London. A thoroughly patriotic man was sat upon by a Cockney crowd for declaring that the Kaiser was a Nero. * * * * * The Germans have had a bright, new idea, and are calling us a nation of shop-keepers. Certainly we have been fairly successful so far in repelling their counter-attacks. THE K.A. BOYS [Sidenote: _Jessie Pope in the "Daily Mail"_] _Dr-rud--dr-rud--dr-rud--dr-rud--_ Kitchener's Army on the march Through Marylebone and Marble Arch, Men in motley, so to speak, Been in training about a week, Swinging easy, toe and heel, Game and gay, and keen as steel. _Dr-rud--dr-rud--dr-rud--dr-rud--_ Norfolk jackets, city suits, Some in shoes and some in boots; Clerk and sportsman, tough and nut, Reach-me-downs, and Bond-street cut; Typical kit of every kind, To show the life they've left behind. _Dr-rud--dr-rud--dr-rud--dr-rud--_ Marching by at an easy pace, The great adventure in every face, Raw if you like, but full of grit, Snatching the chance to do their bit. Oh, I want to cheer and I want to cry When Kitchener's Boys go marching by. A SCOTSWOMAN IN FRANCE [Sidenote: _From the "Times," Sept. 24, 1914_]