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nder your arm, and going off to tea as soon as these are sold out. Any element of amateurishness at once adds an air of detachment to the paper seller and keeps the world from really making friends with her. But as soon as the public grasps that she is a fixture, just as much so as the seller of pink footba

r whether you have seen any one with pink wings-the last being a reference to millinery and not to aviation. This person really makes one feel like a professional newsboy at a street corner. Lastly, there is the crank. The crank does not want to buy a paper, or to seek information;

n fact. It was quite easy to be a crank with distinction when people tortured you for saying the world was round. Now, you have to fall back on rational dress or Swedish exercises, or a whole host of minor movements to educate public opinion, and the real crank has a hard struggle for existence. Personally, standing as I believe for one o

I have no time for fads. Before I married, when I earned my own living and paid rates and taxes and-an

his evidence of self-restraint; and I said something in

strong point-outdoor sport." I suppose she gathered that this did not quite fill my conceptio

" I said. I concluded from the haste with whic

wife, "who is quite foolish about your question,"-"the great mistake you ladies make is in not concentrating upon the educati

to me for a paper and gave me his confidential opinion that we "were going to

demanded. "Socialists, eve

fter him, then turned and gave me a wink out of p

aper-selling trade; and I have some difficulty in not letting

t to him that we were both travelling along the same road, really. His was the one and only possible scheme for r

on the pavement with his umbrella and effectually keeping all possible custo

he appeared hurt. "Of course," I added hurriedly, "I admit that I am the goose." He still looked offended, but t

st. Of course, we all advocate kindness to animals: but that is different from being a faddist about it. Still, I admit I am a li

in the road through their noble endeavours not to annihilate the yapping creature. I came into the situation because I unwound its chain, which had tied itself round the old lady's skirts, and placed the thing on

d up in a lunatic asyl

allowances for her age and the peril she had just gon

t scarcely deserved, even if it had dislocated the traffic. "When the world is full of tortured a

animal she was still trying to back into a hot ermine muff, for when I tried to say that my only

tricated from the ermine muff, with no inconsiderable ingenuity, for the toy dog, making a wild dash for liberty, very nearly emerged with it; and my criticism was condescendingly invited. It is not easy to give an intelligent opinion on a drawing of a cat, a dog, a donkey, a parrot, a tadpole, a pony, a pigeon, and a newt; and I found I had said quite the wro

reet corner selling papers for a cause, that cranks are the salt of the earth. But,