WHITEHALL WHISPERINGS.

(_With apologies to the seers of the Sunday papers_.)

A great port was swathed in bunting last week. I was there, but I must

not say what caused this outburst of enthusiasm. But even the Censor

can scarcely forbid my hinting that it was connected with a naval

success of peculiar brilliance which must be suppressed because we

wish to keep the Bosches guessing.

* * * * *

Who was in Switzerland when he was regularly reported as being in

attendance at War Council meetings? Who was actually supposed to have

addressed a public meeting in England when in reality he was hundreds

of miles away? I make no statement; I merely write the word "Austria."

To those who understand it will be enough.

* * * * *

Have you noticed that for some weeks we have had no news from the Port

of Danzig? I draw no deduction, but do not be surprised to hear in a

few weeks that the Port of Danzig has ceased to exist.

* * * * *

There is grave trouble at Scotland Yard. A Hun Colonel captured at

Arras was found to have in his pocket a receipted bill from a London

hotel of the previous week's date. It would surprise you very much

if I told you at which hotel "Mr. Perkins" stayed and what guests he

entertained there.

* * * * *

Why did the Liberian envoy call at the Foreign Office six times last

week? His explanation, offered to an inquiring Pressman, that he had

lost an umbrella, was naive, to say the least. I must not betray what

I know, but I may hint that KING FERDINAND of Bulgaria is famous for

the devious ways in which he carries on negotiations.

* * * * *

A neutral diplomatist of considerable importance has never taken a

holiday since the War began, and has always told his friends that he

will never leave his post till peace comes. On an afternoon this week

he was seen with beaming face buying a travelling rug and two portable

trunks at one of London's largest emporia. I wonder--yes, I wonder.

* * * * *

[_The Editor_. You are not very spicy this week.

_The Contributor_. Nor would you be if you had been confined to the

house at Peckham Rye with influenza. Better work next week. I have an

appointment to lunch with a member of the National Liberal Club and

shall get right to the heart of things.]

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