Tue. Pembrokeshire: coast is very lovely. It was there that a -small soldier, whom I knew, Alfred Hussit by name, saw mermaid. He told his chums about ber, but they laughed at him, The next day he saw her again.
"Blimy!" he said, "are you real?"
f course I am," she said coyly, "if you believe in me."
"I believe all "They're barmy."
Well," he said, "I'm Alfie Hussif."
leased to meet you."
Very soon they got married, and Alf took to the sea. Whenever there Was a bathing parade of his old crowd he would reappear, like a roguish submarine, and bite a sergeant in the bathing pants. One day he got the Regimental Sergeant-Major.
He and his mer wife have two children, called Odd Number and Even Number. On warm summer nights they all come up on the rocks and sing. "One man went to mow a meadow." And very happy they are.—Showman in the "Daily Herald."
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.