Mortals really are very
stupid. It's most vexing."
She paused a minute, then suddenly she looked up and flashed a smile at me.
"All the same it was rather darling of him, wasn't it?" she said.
I nodded. "I wonder ...," I began.
"Yes?" interjected the Queen eagerly.
"... I wonder whether you could give her that, just that for always?"
"What do you mean?" said the Queen.
"I mean," I said slowly, "the gift of remaining perfect for ever in his
eyes."
The Queen looked at me thoughtfully. "He'll think I'm not giving her
anything," she objected.
"Never mind," I said, "she'll know."
The Queen nodded. "Yes," she said meditatively, "rather nice--rather nice.
Thank you very much. I'll think about it. Good-bye." She was gone.
R.F.
* * * * *
"On Monday evening an employee of the ---- Railway Loco. Department
dislocated his jaw while yawning."--_Local Paper._
It is expected that the company will disclaim liability for the accident,
on the ground that he was yawning in his own time.
* * * * *
NEW RHYMES FOR OLD CHILDREN.
THE CENTIPEDE.
The centipede is not quite nice;
He lives in idleness and vice;
He has a hundred legs;
He also has a hundred wives,
And each of these, if she survives,
Has just a hundred eggs;
And that's the reason if you pick
Up any boulder, stone or brick
You nearly always find
A swarm of centipedes concealed;
They scatter far across the field,
But _one_ remains behind.
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