t London, Sept. 3.
It seems absurd to be writing for a woman's page when the papers tell us that every woman in Shanghai has been evacuated. But is that really so, or only in the sense that there is nobody in London in August? And may it not be that even the will have begun to return by time this reaches you? Besides, I have often noticed: in trains and elsewhere that study women's pages in nei almost äs closely as the sporting columns. Do they do the same in ghai? "They their skies not their habits who cross the seas." So probably they do. My men readers must not, then, be disappointed.
After Summer is Gone dropped so far drop out of sight altogether is not explained. More boys are being since the war than girls, but the greater delicacy of boy babies is such that it seems almost suicidal to be born.
So science has at last discovered what mothers have known ever since the world began, namely that the first year of a baby's life is much more anxious in respect of boys than of girls. Another remarkable discovery is that the children of the well-to-do are larger than those of the poor, because they get more and better food.
£1,000 a Year Business Woman Mr. St, John Ervine, who having written two exceptionally profitable one may believe that the currents of human life have still to find what will -be their normal courses, the maturé.of which will decide whether we are as a nation to perish or survive.
"The Second Mrs. Tanqueray"
Apropos of Survival, the success of further performances of "The Second Mrs. Tanqueray," at the Q theatre have seta good many people asking, what is the secret of the survival of particular plays? Until recently "The Silver King" (though it is so old that the man of fashion in it has chambers in Hatton Garden) and "East Lynne" were a certain draw, at Jeast in the provinces, and touring companies, failing with other gieees, With the arrival of September we have definitely said goodbye to summer. urns and michael mas daisies begin to take the place of sweet peas and antirzliim are st MEG of reese Dui wear a grave look in contrast with their exuberance in June; even with daylight saving the darkness comes quickly and the nights have a distinct tang. Autumn is supposed to be a sad season, but for many it is the most exhilarating time of the year, when one can be warm without exhaustion, cool without chilliness, and can partake nutritious Eng-ah food to he full without discom-ai Summer is lovely, but when it does begin to go, with dusty trees and parched lawns, the sooner it gives place to autumn the better. Nature really manages her theatrical changes very well Spring is a restless overflowing, quarrelsome period: she seldom lets us have too much of it With summer too, she is quick to see When we have had enough. Then comes the prolonged, soothing period of autumn for the quieting of mind and body. If Nature could only find a new mood for January, February and March one might be quite pleased with her.
The above, I venture to claim, is quite in the best twittering style of Mr. Beverley Nichols, and as such is suitable for any page, any season, and almost any subject which the patience of readers will allow.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.