London, Jan. 18 For the first time in my' life to-day I saw two skiers. Young girls in foiack trousers, brown jumpers, gay tartan scarves and deeply peaked leaps, they came flying down a steep [Surrey hillside, while beyond them the sun was sinking frostily in a clear sky, over wide wastes of snow and pinewoods.. It was like one of those Old-fashioned Christmas cards which we affect to laugh nowadays, ut which still can set some chord of Jgentiment vibrating in the older, less hardened generation, Glittering Artistic Galaxy Few people, perhaps, coalized, until they read the obituaries, that Rudyard Kipling was the Prime Minister's rst Jcousin, his mother and Mr, Baldwia's mother having been sisters. Another sister married Hume Jones and an-Jother Paynter, R.A. Altogether rather a glittering artistic galaxy, especially as many maintain that Mr. Baldwin would do much better as litté-rater than politician, In recent years Kipling had been rather in the background, partly because he wrote little, partly because his passionate love of England made him anathema to" our' advanced thinkers. "But every' paper to-day. does justice to his truly wonderful Jqualities in columns and columns of Jobituary, personal appreciations and editorial' comment, Curiously enough, I see no reference Jamong estimates of his writing, to /Kipling's attitude towards. women, Asa writer he does not seem to have thought much of them. His few good women—"William the Conqueror"
4 temple belonging to the Melchers family near Ningpo.
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