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Western Star, 31 March 1911, Page 4

On the occasion of the visit of a travelling circus to a small provincial town, the juveniles of the surrounding country were all agog with excitement, raised by the large posters and gorgeous procession. The young son of a notoriously close-fisted old farmer rushed in to his father, and eagerly importuned him for sixpence with which to l ‘soe the circus." "What !" exclaimed old skinflint, "sixpence to see the circus, and here only last week I let you go up to Farmer Jones’s field to see the eclipse of the moon ! Young man, do you want your life to he one perpetual round of gaiety ?”

I choose the laughing lip That shall not turn from laughing whatever rise or fall, The heart that grows no. bitterer, although betrayed by all, The hand that loves to scatter the life like a gambler’s throw, And these things I make prosper till a day come that I know, When heart and mind shall darken that the weak may end the strong, And the long-remcmhcring harpers have matter for a song. —W. B. Yeats. “How about the rent of thic house of yours ? Doesn’t the landlord ask a good deal for it. ?” “Yes,, he often asks five or six times a quarter for it,”