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Evening Post, Volume CXI, Issue 98, 28 April 1931, Page 8

; I cannot vouch for the fact,.but a rumour is current that Miss Me."uiaid Glider has just achieved a new record,, by remaining two and a half hours out of water: and she is reported to ba retiring to Finland. . , L.D.A. #*■ • ' Britain holds its breath; HIS LAST BUDGET. SNOWDEN'S GLOOMY BELIEF. Shared, no doubt, by the British taxpayers. « «■ « Dear P.F., —An interesting sign, at » Chinese fruit shop in Thorndon:— "FBESH PASSIONS." Perhaps:'— A new throb for modern youth! Orientation of old thrills? v Psychoanalytical inhibition! , Apostatical aplomb? Gastronomical? .Tours, , E. T. •♦. • „ .' - DUCAL. "•' ■ ' Dear Percy,— _ . Leif Ericsson 's reference to the ■ Duchess touched me deeply. For the beneiit of those of your readers .who may have been misled into believing that the old ferry has been entirely refitted, I pass on the information— gleaned from a reliable source—that the new owners of the Duchess have not as yet renewed her hull—transhipment of the new one from tho Old Country having bc'on unavoidably tie- • layed. Yours unbelievingly, "Anti Midas." But- wait, "A.M." "When you hear of the further disclosures anent our old favourite, you will suspect the Voronoffs have had.her as a patient.' ' **' • > * PROPHECY? Deajr Percy,— At the Anzae i parade oa ' Saturday, after the ceremony was over, the Right Hon. J.G. Coates, with his lady, came over to look.up some of his comrades in the war. Ho happened to break through where the writer was standingin the ranks, and with the usual Gordon, grin he said: "You don't mind me breaking the ranks, do you?'? And, making way for him, I answered) "Not at all." A second later, however, the obvious reply came to my mind just to let Mm know I knew him. Here it is: "Oh, no! We can always BEFORM and be UNITED ■ once more, no LABOUR at all, I assure you." ""Ikona." * , /• , SOCIAL STATISTICS. Making a neighbourhood survey (writes Mrs. John Allen Bawling, of Now Orleaus, to "Here and There"), I called on Mandy Johnson, who said she "tuk in washin'." "Anyone else in the house, Mandy" "No, mam; 'cept Mose Jackson—he libs- hyar." "Where was ho born?" "Dunno, lady." "How,old is he?" "I ain't nebber heard him tell." "Where does he work?" "Dunno if ho wuks nowheres. Fac' is, I dunno nuffin' 'bout da'fc nigger." "Is-he a boarder?" "Lor 3 no, lady," Mandy laughed. "Mose ain't no boarder. He's jus' mah husbin." ♦■ ' '■.-• ,■ ,' * • CORRESPONDENCE. -' Our authority for the facts is a British explorer of Central America wh» never exaggerates. This set is dedicated to Miss Topsy Haddock (address?), » fair client of ours, who has opened up a correspondence with a charm and naivete which stir indefinably our autumnal ■ arteries. Let the toms-toms drone! Dear Topsy— The "weather's just glorious; . • . It makes one feel chockful of .beans. I v^rite this, of course, con amore-ious, Which'means—well, you know what it means. Have you heard of that tribe, Chacumiquae, , Where the young Amazons rule the roost? ' . They are fair to behold (in their dark; Hence this qnite unsolicited boost. They browse roundabout. Guatemala In.-a jungle, these passionate* do; And a chap isn't' safe in. the parlour . Sipping tea. with the man-tamer crew* If he's shapely, that spells his undoing: He has no time to reach for his hat,i For without any crooning or -wooing One drags him straight off to her flat. When he's 'fmarried" in this fashion^ does he Attempt to assert his rights! Pah! ■ He remains neath the thnmb of ths hussy— ' Such tyrants these wild women are. He is forced to do all of the ehoring, And cleans the whole place in and out, And when little "wifiV' is snoring; It is he walks .the baby abort. , And Topsy, deaT—these forthright flappers, They binglo and shingle their curls, _ And paint like the deuce, and thei* wrappers Would be skimpy enough for you girls. I expect if they had any reindear They would ride, like Godiva, «• large. mm ... I loved your last note . . . writo «g»"» dear, [ PlatoniealJy, Rev. Dr. Magfc. ♦ ' ■♦ ♦ EDUCATIONAL. % .