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THE CHINA MAIL,

"Perhaps I'm hard to please

When I was younger

I didn't much care what I ate or drank or

smoked. But nowadays I take my pleas

ures, not sadly but seriously. I suppose you

would call me faddy. I hate to be put off with second- best, no matter what it is. I won't eat a peach unless it is English. If I order caviare it must be Beluga. ́ ́

You see what I mean about whisky. While I can obtain a whisky as soft and smooth as a fine liqueur, why on earth should I be

put off with anything less

than White Horse? 1 admit that perhaps I am hard to please --bur mike“ it from me, it pays."

WHITE HORSE

WHISKY

You can tell it blindfold!

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THOSE ANCIENT AND ADMIRABLE AGE:

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MARE

The Sun was declined towards the

Mr. Alex Henshaw, of Mable whose fine common the view of the thorpe, Lincs, flew from London to city "overpowered the faculties" of the Cape of Good Hope and back in young Mr. Andrew Pringle, - who ̧ less than four and a half days. His wrote: flying time for the outward journey. was less than forty. hours. . The homeward trip took eight minutes horizon; vast masses of dark low- longer. It is odd that a matter of hung clouds were mingled with the five minutes should be of any con- smoky canopy; and the dome of St. enormous idol of sequence in a trip across the world. Paul's like the When you have saved the five minu-some terrible delty, throned amidst tes, what do you with them? But the smoke of sacrifice and magni- there it is. We shall be soon hear- ficence, darkness, and mystery, pre-. sented altogether an object of vast. ing that somebody has knocked an sublimity. I felt touched with re- other second off the record to Aus-.' tralia, as though he were a runner in a mile race. It must be added proaching the city of The Human that Mr. Henshaw was lifted fainting

verence as if I was indeed ap-

Powers.

and bleeding from his machine on Now if the Pringle family had arrival în England. What he saw been making a trip to-day from the of the world which he so rapidly manse at Garnock to the lawyer's traversed, often at a height of 18,000 office in Broad Street, London, they feet, would hardly make a large. story. Journeys of this kind demand great gallantry, endurance, and skill, and, no doubt, they add largely to our supplies of curious and fashionable entity called National' Prestige. But they can scarcely be enjoyable, nor are they likely, in their whizzbang course above the clouds,

a

to fulfil travel's historic function of· enlarging the mind,

BY IVOR BROWN

Others again, on] travel by canoe fo would have gone by

train neatly night and travers The news. of Mr.

Henshaw's bestowed for the night in third-class much distance as triumph came to my eye just after I sleepers, covering the distanco in cover between lun had been reading of a journey made eight hours or so, and seeing nothing they will have see by a Scottish minister of religion' whatever of sky, sea, or land. Such England of the c and his family rather over a hun- transport has its quickness and con- sleepy, halcyon cou dred years ago. They had to travel venience. from Ayrshire to London, and being poor, apparently: could not afford to take the coach direct. They were

In the time that it took the I am not contem "to walk in the paths of modera- Pringles, little more than a century who knows where t tion": it was a long stroll, for it ago, to pass sociably and watchfully far more important meant coaching to Greenock, going from Ayrshire to London one of to abandon it. The thence by steamboat to Glasgow, their great-grandchildren might the machine the driving across to Edinburgh, and have flown round the world and and assistant, not

waters and cozy ri Maeanders, warble white, or with blu royalty, the kingfi

then "taking passage at Leith in one seen none of it. It seems at least all-in-all, is assisi of the smacks for London." In all, possible that the children of such an way, the necessary about a week's work. Yet, even with aeronaut will before long by yearning believe, the ineu bad weather in the North Sea, this for a way of life in-which it is once against speed for Dr. Pringle and his family--whose more possible to dawdle, to look charming company you will encounabout, to stand and stare, and to

Our special task

ter in John Galt's "The Ayrshire come home with a stored mind in- small a country in Legatees"—had profit and enjoyment stead of with a racking headache, preserve the scope of their journey.

Even now the rebellion against speed for going a journe is spreading. Yes, we in Great Bri- and senses all engi tain have just passed the three two, things are ng They had eyes and looked about million mark, in registered motor- must be a fair a civilised. Oure them, at the mountains of Arran and vehicles: but that sort of progress Argyle, at "the social villas of stimulates the reaction while it soare fulfil the second co Wemyss Bay," and at Greenock("the ahead. With more cars come more der to be confide most superb town I have yet seen," horse-riders, more bicyclists, more servation of the wrote Miss Pringle). They had a walkers; with more capacity for country.cottage is day in Glasgow, and proceeded, four speed comes also a great eagerness steel shelter ramm in a fly-coach, to Edinburgh, con- to go alow The filthy roar of the garden patch, wha trasted "the veteran aspect of the speedboat encourages more to raise upon the English s Old Town with the bright, smooth a sail and use Nature's smiling aid thinking about the forehead of the New," sailed to (or fight Nature's sullen anger) ARF? Gravesend, and then drove up to while gaining a tiny mileage in the London by way of Blackheath, from quiet creek.........

That is a large

Bringing Up. Father

DADDY- THAT BROTHER OF MOTHER'S

IS HUMILIATING US BEYO

JUST SAW HIM LYING SC IN FRONT OF THE COAL

YARD ON HICKORY ST

THAT GUY

COULD SLEEP

UNDER WATER- ILL FIX

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