POSTSCRIPTS

Evening Post, Volume CXXII, Issue 62, 10 September 1936, Page 8

POSTSCRIPTS

By Perct Flace.

Chronicle and Comment

Haile Selassie will have as many happy memories of the League as out Opposition has of last election day. * ■ # <> Up lo this moment the conflagration has been confined to Spain, but what Europe needs is fireproof partitions. « « ♦ News note: "Herr Hitler did most of the talking, with Lloyd George, a patient listener." A new and difficult role for the veteran Welshman. » c * So (vide Mr. F. W. Doidge) we are to have a rehabilitated Opposition with new ideals. Well, some of the old onei were quite beyond repair. *». ■ • It may be that the majority of Europe's "strong men" are mad, bui not for centuries have so many international lunatics done so well for themselves. * ♦ • ' HOW LONG? ! It took from Adam to Moses to get | one day in the week off work, and it has taken from Moses to Savage to I get another. How long will it take lo ] get your 40-hour weekend operating, I Flage? I Yours from i Cumi Cum Valley. OLD BUSHIK. * •..■■.■#. POTTED POMES. From "Groper":— Joe driven ted New explosive. ... Bang! Query: Where is Joseph? Sea, shark, Bathing figure, Bather gone, Shark bigger. From "Jingle Bells":— Motor car, Driver inked, No more fines. Pinched, clinked.- ---* ■» * OBSERVATION. Spicer sends us this one—it is from an American source: A brisk, but friendly physician, on his way to visit a patient in a woebegone apartment up on Central Park West, bethought himself to ask the coloured elevator bby the name of the building. "Called' Leander," said • the lad mournfully. "And do you know who : Leander was?" the doctor asked. "Don' know," the youth murmured. Rather pleased at the opportunity, the doctor embarked on a brief resume of Leander'sromantic exploits. As he got out. at his floor, he turned and asked, "And what do you say to that?" Never altering the languidness of his pose, hi« audience replied, "I say whoopee/ ■ '• . •'...•'■'. : '.. ■• , BLOOD TRANSFUSION. - Here is a note that may interest members of the ' Wellington Blood Transfusion Service. It concerns a man in St. Louis (U.S.A.) who, last month, underwent his 52nd "shot." Foe the last three years this man ' has literally been living on borrowed blood. His doctors are experimenting with his^case in an attempt to cure pernicious anaemia. Hedley (the patient) already has received transfusions from • 35 persons, 25 of them fellow-employees at a dairy where he has been working regularly since recovering from, an acute attack several months ago. Some have given blood two and three times. Not wishing to impose upon them for further transfusions, Hedley has compiled a long waiting list of new qualified volunteers to accompany him on his periodic trips to the hospital. Ho hopes the list will be long enough to ensure that the doctors will have the necessary time to find a cure. * • • . POSTED MISSING. Down in the forest something stirred,* But there's no word Out of the Lane. No movement there. No dulcet tones thrilling across the air From a dark telephone box, Nor At our door A bunch of reddened knuckles knock* . Nor, on expensive paper With a La Passionata vapour, Touches of fact (and fiction) In elegant diction With no economy Of a bonhomie Absent from Micah And Deuteronomy. No word Out of that, purlieu Dumb as a curlew In the hot noon tide. What, we say, Has happened, anyway? Have winds austere Imprisoned her a-bed With stearhing-hot red flannel Round her head? Or has some strange new thing, '- Product of this wild spring, Entered her life . . . shutting out A dull world's rant and rout? Who knows? But this we know— If next week someone has not thea come back Someone will get the sack. 'Acknowledgment to Thomas Bracken (is-it?). ' • ♦ •

SOLVER D.ISSENTS. Flage,—l venture to disagree with the solution of last week's teaser. According to the problem, if the weight on. one side exceeded that on the other, the descent would be so'rapid that it \yould be dangerous for a person. Now let us tackle the solution. Firstly,,the cannon; ball was sent down. Apparent-. ly it got down safely though one would assume that the unrestricted descent of 751b would wreck the whole show, or at least pull the rope off the pulley. However, we'll ignore that. Next the boy got in. Now my meagre mathematical knowledge placed under the acid test tells me that the boy's weight exceeds that of the cannon ball. There- .. fore the boy was dangerously injured. Then the girj got In and since her weight exceeded that of the boy, shs also was dangerously injured. In spite of this she climbed out of the basket and on receipt, of the cannon ball, climbed back into the basket and assisted in materially damaging the person of the queen. The damaged queen and the equally damaged daughter climbed out of their respective baskets, the queen taking care to let her daughter get out first. The injured queen, unable to crawl out of the way, was further damaged by the solo descent of the cannon ball. - The son. having somewhat recovered from his previous fatal injuries, gave it another go in competition with the cannon ball and consequently suffered further damage to his person but persisted in acting as counter-weight to his sister who herself again met with disaster. The badly-injured (twice) son, In spile of his tender years (he was a little.son, remember) lifted the 751b cannon ball into the basket and let it crash on top of the queen and her daughter. Thea for the third time he descended still further battered. Finally, when he got out the cannon ball crashed down and killed the lot of them. Surely a somewhat Pyrrhic victory. No, sir! The only solution- is that j they all climbed down the rope. : , PUNKA*