Extract from a recent story:--

"Noiselessly we crept from the tent. The sands, the sea, the

cliffs, were bathed in silver white by a glorious tropical

moon. Noiselessly we levelled it to the ground, rolled it up,

and carried it to the boat."

And that night the Gothas were foiled.

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"The subject of a war memorial was considered at a St. Sidwell's,

Exeter, parish meeting. Many suggestions were offered, among

them one that the present seating in the parish church should be

replaced by plush-covered tip-up seats, such as are in use at

kinemas and other places of entertainment."--_Western Morning

News_.

If the suggestion is adopted it is presumed that the name of the

church will be altered to St. Sitwell.

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[Illustration: _Father Murphy_. "MIKE, COME HERE AND HOLD THE MULE FOR

A FEW MINUTES."

_Mike_ (_not stirring_). "IT'S SORRY I AM, FATHER, BUT I DO BE DRAWIN'

THE OUT-OF-WORK MONEY, AND I DARE NOT HOULD HER. BUT I'LL SAY 'STAND'

TO HER FOR YOU, FATHER, IF I SEE HER ANYWAYS UNAISY."]

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