IN THE RING

Evening Post, Volume CXII, Issue 97, 21 October 1931, Page 8

IN THE RING

An air ."circus" as one of the features of the British General Election must call to mind the Roman prescription for the masses, "bread and circuses." The entertaining details in the cable news show that the air "circus" is not the only 6porting attraction. Jockeys, pugilists, and hurdlers are speaking, driving, and righting for their favourite candidates; but their parts are strangely mixed. Steve Donoghue and Freddie Fox are addressing meetings and probably feeling more nervous of the result than they ever felt in the saddle; Lord Burghley, who is a champion over hurdles, is dashing round in a motor-car; and Sir Oswald Mosfly, in the absence of Kid Lewis, has had to do his own fighting. Sir Oswald's little adventure in the Birmingham rag market must have been read by Mr. Lloyd George with a chuckle. Sitting before a microphone which could not even interject Mr. Lloyd George could recall, without fear of its repetition, his own adventure iy Birmingham thirty years' ago. As a fiery opponent of the Boer War he encountered trouble in that same Birmingham. His meeting was broken up and he escaped by the back way in a policeman's uniform as one of a company of genuine constables, while students marched round the hall sing-

ing:—

"We'll duck Lloyd George in the

fountain, : And he'll ne'er como to Drum any more.

The man who was lo lead England to victory in a greater War escaped the rough displeasure of the crowd by retreating in disguise; but it is a wonder some Sherlock Holmes did not notice the bagginess of the little policeman's trousers.