Very sincerely, NIXON WATERMAN. * * * * * I am in receipt of a letter from a gentleman in Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio, who says he hesitates about sending his dollar for membership in the Society of the Philistines because he is slightly bowlegged; and not looking well in a dress suit could not attend the Annual Dinner. His case will be considered by the School of Philosophy at its next session. * * * * * A certain trifler, one Livy S. Richard, has this gentle gibe in a recent number of the _Scranton Tribune_: “It is a fact that Mr. Hubbard was tossed by a small Irish bull into the Irish Sea and drowned, but as all really good men go to East Aurora when they die, there is no change in his postoffice address.” * * * * * The next Annual Philistine Dinner will probably be in honor of Mr. Yone Noguchi. * * * * * Here is a true story with a moral for those who can find it: A certain teacher in the primary department of one of the Chicago public schools had a six-year-old boy in her room who seemed rather perverse and very dull. When she would talk to the class he would sit with open mouth and stare at her. Five minutes afterward he could not, or would not, repeat three words of what he had been told. She could not get him to study; and so she scolded him, had him stand on the floor, “stay after school,” and once tried whipping him. At last in despair she explained the matter to the principal. “For th’ Lord!” that gentleman exclaimed, “we can’t use the Public School funds to learn imbeciles! they should send that kid to the Home for Feeble Minded.” And this was the advice sent by a big brother to the parents. The parents decided to accept the advice and they took the little boy to the Home for Feeble Minded and asked that he be received as an inmate. The matron took the child on her lap, talked to him, read to him and showed him pictures. Then she said to the parents, “This boy is fully as intelligent as any of your other children, perhaps more so—but he is deaf.” * * * * * To Herbert S.:—Thanks for your well-meant letter. But the Roycroft holds no copyright on the Songs of Solomon and cannot therefore “stop that man Mosher from pirating the stuff,” as you suggest. None of Solomon’s stuff is covered by copyright. * * * * *