_Smoke_ was the Kastamuni _Punch_, which I edited. Its existence became known to the Turks, who tried by every means to discover it. When I escaped from the prison in Stamboul, I had it around my waist. Unwilling to risk its capture in my subsequent adventures, I entrusted it to some one in Stamboul, from where it was safely recovered after the entry of the British troops. The photos are of the original copy and the extracts perpetrated by me. * * * * * (1) Letter from "Eve," whom to cheer our loneliness we transported to live amongst us in Kastamuni. 201, Curzon Street, Mayfair, May 28th, '17. DEAR MR. SMOKE, Such wonderful news for you. I'm to leave for Kastamuni in two days. Think of it, my dear. For Kastamuni and all of you. Almost _too_ wonderful, isn't it? You know by the time the third edition of _Smoke_ arrived home it became quite well known that you were incorporated with the _Tatler_, and, of course, you and I are naturally expected to become awfully interested in each other. Also by a marvellous bit of planning on the part of Providence at the same time Mrs. Huntingdon-East received such an extraordinarily warm-hearted letter from a Mr. Carol Manrow of Kastamuni (do you know him?), begging her to visit Kastamuni and prescribe for his (little Carol's, if you please) loneliness, and also--but I mustn't tell you too much, must I? [Illustration: LETTER FROM "EVE." PHOTOGRAPHED FROM "SMOKE," THE KASTAMUNI "PUNCH"] Oh, and we just love _Smoke_. Well, you know, the next day I met the Destroyer at tea, _i.e._ Mrs. H. E., because she's always under full sail, or whatever you call it. She has persuaded my friends to make me go with her. But, my dear, I was only too _delighted_ to go, and I do so want to see all the dear things in that wonderful little place. Oh, I'm so glad you are incorporated with the _Tatler_, and that I am to tattle for you. The Women War Workers' Association has arranged for the Destroyer to look after me. Can you imagine that? But I shan't stretch my reins until I am safe with you all, and then we shall see what pace is to be set in Kastamuni. I'm to send news to the _Tatler_ as ever, and a column for you on local gossip or fashionable intelligence. The last sounds the best. Our spare time you must make interesting for us, and as we are to have _carte blanche_ from our funny old enemies, we can promise you a terrific time. And such news I've got for you--just _too_ exciting. We leave in two days via Boulogne, Paris, Berne, Vienna, Constanti, and Ineboli--and the Sultan has offered the Destroyer the use of his private yacht, _Abdul Hamid Secundus_. We _screamed_ when we got his wire. So nice of him, and he hopes to find us "chic." Just fancy the Destroyer being chic. And we are to remain with you all until you go away. Isn't that splendid?