POSTSCRIPTS

Evening Post, Volume CXXIV, Issue 119, 16 November 1937, Page 8

POSTSCRIPTS

Chton tele and Comment

BY PERCY FLA<2E

Time only can tell whether, the bride* groom is a better man than his best man. •' • • • Casey says: Unsuitable. for undertakers and fire brigades.—"Appear to be busy and business will follow." * * • ' , There should be a good job awaiting Sir Oswald Mosley over in the Latin American States presently. * # ♦ Presently the Duke of Windsor may come to realise that his "brain's trust" is like all other "brains' trusts"—not particularly trustworthy. * * • A French naturalist advises that ■ rabbit will keep a room free from mosquitoes. We should like to know how it would get the ones on th 6 ceilp mg. • * * • From Penh State Froth:— Baby "Ear of Corn: Mamma^ whert did I come from? > Mamma Ear of Corn: Hush, dear. The stalk brought you. , *» : » AN AUSSIE ONE. Dear P.F.,—The Trump's achieve ment in winning both the CSulfleld and Melbourne Cups in the sarnft year is the excuse for. resurrecting this; There was a lecture but Caulfield way one evening, the subject, "England's Heroines." The next day at school the teacher, desiring to know if any of his class had benefited, asked to b6 told something about Grace Darling. He called on a boy; who seemed particularly anxious to state his piece. The lad got quickly into his stride with, "Grace Darling was by so and so out of so and so, and nearly wan both cups, only Mick O'Brien rode like a demon and just pipped her on Sheet Anchor." . '. ■■ K. ■» • » : INFORMATION BUREAU* In reply to "Ponderosa1' ■ (Brooklyn) , who writes apropos Lord Halifax's visit to Berlin, and the. bid saying, "Hell, Hull, and Halifax": The saying is an old-time beggars' "prayer" quoted by Taylor, the so-called "Watet . Poet" (early seventeenth century)— " : From Hull, Hell, and Halifax Good Lord deliver us. ; ' ■ . "Hell" (says an authority) was probably the least feared as being the fur- ' thest away; Hull was to be avoided because it was so well governed that ■ beggars had little chance of getting . anything .without doing hard labour . for it; and Halifax, because anyone caught stealing cloth in that town was beheaded almost on the spot. > » • • ! HISTORY? '. H. G. Wells, at a meeting of the i British Association in Lohdon:— "The craty combative patriotism that > plainly threatens to destroy civilisai lion today is very largely begotten by > the schoolmaster in his history les- ! sons. I do not .see either the charm or ; the educational benefit of making aft - important subject of tne criminal his- • tory of Royalty—the murder of the 1 Princes in the Tower, the wives of ' Henry VIII, the families of Edward and ' James 1, the mistresses of Charles 11, ■ Sweet Nell of Old Drury, and all the rest of it. .- . . We were all bro.ught up''to believe in the''magnificence of Solomon's temple and it is startling to turn its cubits into feet. It Was smaller than most barns. Great history or hole-and-corner history? The way of mankind or the narrow, self-righteous, . blinkered stories of the British and th 9 Jews? Our schools are.drooling along . very much as they were drooling along [ 37 years ago.' , tt * * PARTING. She watched him pass through tho trellised gate, Erect and strong in his manhood^ pride. ' l And the kiss he blew did but stimulate The deep distress that she fain would hide: For they were .lovers, and he was going Where fortune pointed to gold aglowing. Parting and tears were sisters ever: But was it just this that caused th» pain, Or the lurking fear that her love might never Return to her longing arms again? ■ 1 And who can tell, when a man goei roaming ' Just when, or whether he'll ever turii homing? Absence, they say, makes the heart grow fonder; Quite true—on a Robinson Crusoe {sle! But beauty abounds ih the world out yonder, And few can resist a fair maid's smile: When dark eyes flash the message, un« spoken, Professions dissolve and vows ari broken! . A sweet maid's love is a sacred thing* A prize more precious than pearls 6t gold, And her tender heart, a jewel; to fling It aside, were cruel-and callous and cold. But will men cherish fiill treasure, ever, And cease philandering* Never, never] C.L. • * * CANDID CAMERA. Unless you are as handsome as- th< Minister of Finance or Robert Tayloi we advise our men friends to steet clear of the candid camera. We speafc out of experience. The other morninf a dashing, well-groomed,'young chaj blew in on us to say, "Hello," inquire after our health, and discuss higt philosophical matters. (He is, by tht way, one of our contributors.) Pre •sently, "C" (that will do as a pen name for him) produced a beautiful in the architectural sense, little machini which, to our lay mind might have been anything from a modern tobacci cufter to a pocket wireless set.- "C explained that it was a candid camera and proceeded to tell us all about ii Though hopelessly ignorant of th> ways and habits of cameras of an: sort, we were truly interested. Thei he suggested that he try. it out on us Aware of our lack of pulchritude, no to mention character lines, in our fea tures (due to the ravages of the years we coyly protested. But he ■ insisted Taking up a stance behind our desk he began focusing the camera on uf the while indicating the pose we should assume. Were we self-conscious! Th first snap had us Head down (hat or for reasons well known to our associ ates), busy writing—or pretending tc From another angle "C" took us minus p* and glasses, smiling at th camera . . . and soon. He brough in the »«ults yesterday ... an. if (here is such a thing as a Rogues Gallery in this town we just*ought t be in it. The camera had proved tor too mercilessly frank We understan now why sensitive Alsatians an Borzois shy clear of us when we aj proach. > Honestly, we never reall; saw ourselves as others se* us unti "C," expert in;; his line, came - alon : and "shot" us. :