Just-as one thinks' one has the steadiest of holds upon this elusive fruit it skids from one's plate, sliding across the hostess' psautiful damask tablecloth and into the ming gs hol What moment! These are the incidents which-test the soul. Or again, how many forcible expletives have been smothered as a man sees his cherished prize slither from his plate along his trousers, and thence to the floor. There are never any more to console him after such a mishap, either.
I. daresay the hostess says "Pil have mangoes of course, and people are 20 foolish over them that TU have to have enough to round, but T hope there'll be enough left for tiffin to-morrow—and anyway I shall save mine for breakfast to-morrow morning, when 1 can eat itas I please." But naturally everybody takes one, including the hostess herself. Ail one's resolutions to be cautious, to be firm, to shun the dangerous though luscious morsel and content oneself ith the innocuous banana, the safe and sane pomelo are quite forgotten when the irresistible mango cones our way. With all its messiness we love it best.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.