most horrible crash, but softly into the thick shrubs of the Crescent
Gardens.

This brings me back to the country again.

There will not be enough of the new rich to purchase a castellated
mansion apiece, partly because of the Excess Profits Duty, which is
crippling this kind of enterprise, and partly because so many baronial
seats, romantic and picturesque in their way, are terribly
under-garaged. On the other hand you cannot expect a farmer who happens
to be buying the fields round Badgery Mortimer to have any use for a
dungeon keep or the haunted picture-gallery in the west wing. No, there
is only one thing to do and that is to break these places up into a
number of self-contained homes.

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[Illustration: MODERN AND ANCIENT.

_Young Cricketer_. "Yes, I cocked one off the splice in the gully
and the blighter gathered it."

_Father_. "Yes, but how did you get out? Were you caught, stumped or
bowled, or what?"]

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HISTORIC FLATS TO LET

is the house-agents' advertisement which I seem to see, and what you