MADMOSEL.

Press, Volume LXVI, Issue 20104, 6 December 1930, Page 15

MADMOSEL.

When I was young I sat on a bench And learned the grand old Britishers' French Though I was wily and knew quite well How to dodge the eye of the Madmosel: Jusswee, tooay, eelay, Noosum, voozate, eelsong, Jay, tooah, eelah, Noozavong, voozavvy, eelzong. Through many a drowsy afternoon We chanted aloud this tedious tune, All in a dreary spiritless drone With a metre and accent all our own: Jusswee, tooay, eelay, Noosum, voozate, eelsong, Jay, tooah, eelah, Noozavong, voozavvy, eelzong. Naughty and noisy, pert and sly, Making the Madmosel to cry, I see her now with her look forlorn Wishing, in French, she had never been born: Jusswee, tooay, eelay, Noosum, voozate, eelsong, Jay, tooah, eelah, Noozavong, voozavvy, eelzong. All by herself in a world of foes, Her vowels echoing in her nose. With her trembling lip and splitting head, Wishing, in French, that she was dead: Jusswee, tooay, eelay, Noosum, voozate, eelsong, Jay, tooah, eelah, Noozavong, voozavvy, eelzong. Sallow and shrunken before her time, Chanting for ever the same old rhyme, Unloved, unhonoured —it's hard to tell Who would swap lives with Madmosel. Jusswee, tooay, eelay, Noosum, voozate, eelsong, Jay, tooah, eelah, Noozavong, voozavvy, eelzong. —A.W.

A few weeks ago the cable reported ar. astonishing interruption of one of the Imperial Conference banquets by a young man, who wanted to put the world right. "Lucio," in the "Man Chester Guardian's" Miscellany Column, mentions the prevalent opinion that the officials were slow in extin guishing the "gate-crashing speaker" because the necessity was without pre cedent. In fact, he says, there is "at least one very curious precedent": About 1877 a big public dinner was given in the Cambridge Guildhall with some 200 quests one of whom, a Trinity man, had someone staying with him, and had been allowed to bring hia friend as a guest s "X'est.'' The chairman proposed the toist o f the visitors, "and a distinguished Irish peer on his right took a final glance at his notes and a final gulp of port, and dug hia knuckles into the table so as to ho.st himself into position to reply, when, at a remote end of the room, a slight, auburn haired youth rose, pushed back his chair, and beTan: Mr President and gentlemen,— I thank vou from my heart for the gracious way in wMcH you have drunk mv —our health I will not inflict a lon<r and tedious speech uron you, but I will give a few imitations of nopular actors.' Waiters were sent with notes warning him that he was out of order, various methods were tried of stopping him, but he went straight through his re-ertoire Th» Irish peer rose after him and endeav oured to er>cak but failed to utter a single inlc'ligible'word." The name of the sneechciasher, then quite unknown, was —Herbert Ueerbohm Tree. A writer in the "Yorkshire Post" points out that although a woman's dress constantly reflects her character and temperament, the male novelist seldom displays more than a perfunctory interest in that of his heroines.