Not every discontented, expatriated individuality has the opportunity to return home to his native land and and not only peace, but plenty in the form of public interest, Such, however, is the fate of the jolly Laughing Buddha who undertook the journey from Kensington London in a pasteboard box, companied by a scrawled note "I am not happy in England so 1 am cing sent back to my native land—Please put me where I shall be nappy." The solitary traveller was Jadaressed to the Postal Commissioner Since his arrival many weeks ago, Jo curious public continues to inquire his fate, and so pronouncement, of his destiny has been made, and a Jpress representative has been invited report his present condition.
Interviewed, the Laughing Buddha bad no comment to make, but he looks decidedly happy; unquestion~ Jably, emphatically happy! The under-[standing Commissioner has provided alm with a glass case, on the back of which is pasted the plea for care which accompanied him on his trip via mail to his native haunts, He 1s [properly ensconced in his new shrine, Jand within a fow days, scarlet tassels, symbolishing happiness will be huni from tne corners of his shrine, while Jcandles will be provided in order that the Laughing Buddha may truly re~ Jpose in familiar surrounding, and {feel properly honoured in the Com-Imissioner's ofice where he occupies a position of honour.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.