As may be supposed, Horsa does not receive newspapers very early. Smith's bookstalls are good step" in either direction, and Horsa lanes are muddy. But if we get our papers later, we have more time to read them, than city dwellers, and that time is not grudged. In which respect, if in no other, the war may be thought to have made some small difference, inasmuch as village communities are apt to be self-centred and to recognize no very close connexion between "Lun non doings" and their own.
It must be confessed that there is a tendency to skip disheartening items. The summary comes first.
in we may read that the Rus-are driving back the enemy in Bukovina, that the French ha once more recaptured the Hartmansweilerkopf, and that sundry defences of the Belgian coast have been bombarded by British mor tors with sanguinary effect. But if the summary has no such pleasing intelligence, if the best it can offer a German report claiming thir that success, and leaving us to infer a probability of lies, but without definite contradiction, it is only human nature to hunt for more palatable tidings. For a black headline colours the whole day's outlook. with none of the alleviation which big towns provide in the way of office work and a frequent succession of evening papers. On the whole. however, we read our newspapers honestly enough, and if they leave iis somewhat puzzled as to the general situation, the fault is neither their's nor our's.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.