In is reported that for four days in. "succession. the. meteorological machinery of Manchester "failed to Fegister the presence of any life giving. ultra-violet rays" Even Avithout the aid of lustraments it has been noticed in that city that things looked n bit on the dull wide—but itis, of course,—doubly Painful to learn that it is possible For the weather to be in the deepest Ulues without yielding anything at} all-in the way of ultra-violet Anations. Yet it is odd that when the atmosphere seemed to be, "s0 full of a number of things," from coal-tar to yellow ochro, the one hing needful should have been omitted, However, if the ultra. Violets have been' too ultra-modest to appel ut com:
in such very mixed com-any, it is interesting to learn f berlin that it has been "definitely proved that a great muni ber of People naturally contain, mercury Ino their system." At that rate ome of us ought to be able to dis.
of pense with those barometers about, wit Which yesterday's correspondent wrote despairingly. At the same dime it seems to suggest new dificulties of diagnosis. pressure or whether I've taken Amore. millibars than my mercury can manage."
Refined Cruelty TuHar Scottish, M.r. she recently spent two periods in.a circus cage With we. tigers and. two. Bengal Hions in the course of "collecting evidence for circulation in the House Commons. to, show that. there! ced be no cruelty, in the training Of performing animals" seems. to have very queer ideas about the Kind of evidence which he requires. What could be erucller—or, at any more desperately inconsiderate than inleting an obviously active and incorrigible LP. on four un. Prepared and defenceless. animals? Would it not be regarded as the height of oppression if such a trespass. was committed ona. private Rouse? What would the think if an obvious and w
without being asked, and began to atk Int, his" dining-room Jeok round and take' notes, or even A Hunt Handicap in Ye Olden Days The Club Handicap. to be run this year, postponed. by wea ther conditions, irresiaibly recalls "handicap" of a pew pres 45 years ago. Given a reddy, podgy genile-
client daughter in her the (Weigh i88 Ip), ith ah feenticman Keen az mustard fe undertook, sporting or otherwise, the daughter always an ardent Worshipper. of horses and ponies, and, being Victorian, of course obe-client to her sire's commands. "So much for the characters of the re-Tiniseence. "The father had a inustardesloured pony, 14 hands and up lit, with a back like an easy wighter, a ery' little a heart big enough to attempt to jump a river.
The Stewards of the Hunt rode over the course, duly accompanied by" this father and daughter, and and. thawed, and "for weeks on end. Tal every day, with the the clock, vain 'oF shine, this father and daughter rode over that Handicap course. A copper wire of a furlong in length was taken along and alternate ridings forward by father and then Jdaughter effectually measured and mapped out that course, all being put down on' paper. " Naturally, ponies and riders knew that course, and how should they not, after such [effort and perseverance The day arrived, The start, then behind the "Hermitage, the old Siccawei Road and bogan by taking the Hunt in a out of an old trenched Chinese cemetery. Some jumping!
The father, with his avoirdupois, had a lone four minutes start and his great terror was that he would loge his mount and not be able to reccatch it, 40 the order was given to the daughter to stand about fifty yards in front of the start and, when she saw her progenitor coming, she also was to start and hold herself s in case of a, mivnap.
1ot to Heason why, her's but to do and die," and so they started, according to programme.
Along they flew, and riders thoroughly enjoying themselves, in and out, through wades and over jumps. 'Then excitement took them. 'The daughter's pony Sas pulling like the devil, the father's Blood" was up, and' so, without mishap, (0. thelt own astonishment, they oime to the fi id the father had won the Handicap and is first Hunt. By the time the limit riders came' in sight, the finishing jump was clear and they could mot imagine why. they had not come across the ruddy, podgy gentleman in some ditch, until they were told he had won. Ye gods!
Was it sporting? Much controversy raged. Any way, the father got his pink coat and the daughter carried through her life the memory least one glorious twenty
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