Perhaps we didn't.
If we did we apologise to all concerned--except, of course, to Mr.
Winthrop. I suspect him.
A.P.H.
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[Illustration: THE END OF THE SEASON.
_Sympathetic Friend._ "WELL, YOU'VE LAID HER UP NICELY FOR THE WINTER,
ANYHOW."]
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MIXED METEOROLOGICAL MAXIMS.
(_By a Student of Psychology._)
When the glass is high and steady
For domestic broils be ready.
When the glass is low and jerky
Then look out for squalls in Turkey.
When the air is dull and damp
Keep your eye on Mr. CRAMP.
When the air is clear and dry
On BOB WILLIAMS keep your eye.
When it's fine and growing finer
Keep your eye upon the miner.
When it's wet and growing wetter
'Twill be worse before it's better.
When the tide is at its ebb
Fix your gaze on SIDNEY WEBB.
When the tide is at high level
Modernists discuss the Devil.
Floods upon the Thames or Kennet
Stimulate the brain of BENNETT;
While a waterspout foretells
Fresh activities in WELLS.
When it's calm in the Atlantic
Gooseberries become gigantic.
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