Extract from a recent story:--

"Noiselessly we crept from the tent. The sands, the sea, the
cliffs, were bathed in silver white by a glorious tropical
moon. Noiselessly we levelled it to the ground, rolled it up,
and carried it to the boat."

And that night the Gothas were foiled.

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"The subject of a war memorial was considered at a St. Sidwell's,
Exeter, parish meeting. Many suggestions were offered, among
them one that the present seating in the parish church should be
replaced by plush-covered tip-up seats, such as are in use at
kinemas and other places of entertainment."--_Western Morning
News_.

If the suggestion is adopted it is presumed that the name of the
church will be altered to St. Sitwell.

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[Illustration: _Father Murphy_. "MIKE, COME HERE AND HOLD THE MULE FOR
A FEW MINUTES."

_Mike_ (_not stirring_). "IT'S SORRY I AM, FATHER, BUT I DO BE DRAWIN'
THE OUT-OF-WORK MONEY, AND I DARE NOT HOULD HER. BUT I'LL SAY 'STAND'
TO HER FOR YOU, FATHER, IF I SEE HER ANYWAYS UNAISY."]