From un Occasional Correspondent. have before me one of a number of leaflets which have been distributed by the London Underground Railways. It shows the best and quickest way of getting out of London and into the country. It is green and blae with trees and rivers and pools which look like mountain terns, There are oe streets or squares or monuments in it at all. This is only one of a whole series of leaflets, maps, and illustrated posters showing one bow to get away from the noise and smoke of the metro-poha into the balmy ozone of the Sorrey Downs or the Middlesex bil roral lee ex. Charming country Only Sixpence balfpeony to Ruislip "Get out of town o sod bask on the golden sands Hogstead-by-the-sea!""—such are the recommendations that yell at us from every dead wall and mer station accompanied by charming pateres of hoarding, their appeal being always
Antoma woods, rosy children bathing by the sea-shore and loving couples cultivating gardens laid oat on grassy This is typical of " great change that has come over London since the days
Lsedoa is tired of life! Jobnenn Sir, the man. is tired of Johnson said in his emphatic
cortaaly practicd what be preached for be lived toot of his life in the heart of London and they are now talking of of preserving his old house in Gough oq barrow court opening off Fleet St "Ba
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