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I came away that afternoon. I couldn't even wait for the Major " "Eh?" "The Major.... Oh! that's what the chap calls himself. I don't think he's lying, either. I simply couldn't stand him another minute just then. But I sent them a postcard that night I forget where from; and There aren't any letters for me, are there? "One or two bills." "Oh! well, I shall hear soon, I expect.

"That," he said in his postcard, "will fall most appropriately to Mr. Mortlake, a gentleman who has, I am given to understand, enjoyed the personal friendship of the late Mr. Mr. Gladstone's speech was an expansion of his postcard, punctuated by cheers.

There was an autograph of a famous man; "Many thanks" and the signature on a postcard, I suppose I had told him that I admired his style, or that I proposed to model myself on him, or had bought his last book, or who knows? At any rate, he had thanked me. There were letters from editors; editors whom I know well now, but who in those distant days addressed me as "Sir," and were mine faithfully.

Escadrille N. 124, S. P. 182, March 27, 1917. DEAR PAUL: I got your postcard to-day and would have written you sooner about poor Jim but haven't been up to it, which I know you understand. It hit me pretty hard, Paul, for as you know we were in school and college together, and for the last four or five years have been very intimate, living in N.C. and New York together.

The little bewhiskered man was rubbing his wrinkled hands in apparent satisfaction. He was in no hurry to wait on his customers. "What is that album I see in the window?" asked Cora. "Some foreign postcard book?" "Oh, that! No, that is not foreign. It is a sacred relic of some child saint." "For sale?" asked Cora, her voice a-tremble. "Oh, no! No! No!" and the man shook his head gravely.

The newspaper has probably done more to kill letters than any penny post, halfpenny postcard or even sixpenny telegram could do. Nor perhaps have we yet mentioned the most powerful destructive agent of all, and that is the ever increasing want of leisure.

"Be off," said Billy, in vigorous Arabic, and the little boy answered proudly, in most excellent English, "I am a messenger, sir. I am the boy who held the canoe that night. Buy a postcard, sir? Only six piastres a dozen, six piastres, Views of Egypt, the Sphinx, the Nile, the " Impatiently Billy cut him short. "Never mind the bluff. No one is listening. What's your message?"

And the two and twopence also came to an end, as William Henry, suddenly remembering the children of his brother, was determined to buy gifts for them on Crewe platform. At Hanbridge man and wife had sixpence between them. And the boy with the barrow, who had been summoned by a postcard, was not visible. However, a cab was visible. William Henry took that cab. "But, Will "

There is no reason now, except that the thing is not yet properly organized, why a telephone call from any point in such a small country as England to any other should cost much more than a postcard.

Suddenly, on one still and dark November day, parade was sharply cancelled, we clad ourselves in full marching order, there was just a moment to scrawl on a postcard a few last words home, tender words were exchanged with our friends in the billets, and with heavy tread and in solemn silence we marched forth along the Bedford Road. There was a pillar box beside the road.

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