To the Editor of the "Nowmu-DIMNA Dany News"
Sm,—I venture to believe that the enclosed letter written by Professor Gilbert Murray to "The Times" on the subject of Czechoslovakia and the Sudeten Germans will prove of interest to your readers.
Sin—Mày fï explain why very many Englishmen of moderate views attach, extreme importance to. the maintenance. of the. "Independence and territorial integrity" of Czecho-Slovakia, and feel highly suspicious of the anti-Czech propaganda which hàs fo. suddenly developed in this counity?
i. Up to a short time ago Crechoslovakia "was aexnowledped o. be both the most successful and the best governed "and. conducted oj ihe States creoled or emancipated by the Great War. Its record certainly come Pares favourably with that or Poland, Yugo! fa, or Rumania. During the 1 four years im which 1 was intimate! concerned in the of protection, Minorities by the Council of the League I have no hesitation in saying that the Minorities in Czechoslovakia Were the best treated in Europe, and that I never found Mr. Benes ailier than fair-minded and ready io help The "situation seems to have deteriorated of late years, owing pattly to economic distress, Intensitied by the, German exclusión. of. Czech goods, abd partly to the fear inspired inthe ordinary population by the sive policy of the Nazi Govern-
Sth What a prolific subject to harp upon! We were snugly ensconced in our diggings, with our antiquated lyre, when your journal tame this morning. Needless to say, after we had feasted our eyes on its columns, we were up in a trice and sought our obsolete strings. In the fulness of our bacherlorhood what could we utter but:
Ourselves why not interrogate To hear the truth about 'The much-maligned single state Which men and women flout. Our lives are undivided. still 'Though bachelors we be, And single-hearted both at' will Rejoice in liberty We hold the world beneath our sway By little are we bound, Win nothing they can take away, We're obviously sound.
At us no boys will look or stare No children fil our home And wives of course can hardly care It all the night we roam.
A_single pillow do we share, Thats news you won't believe, But there is always space to spare That nobody may grieve.
And all around we ireely strut, Expand our arms and chest No doors with banging echoes shut As we discard our vests.
Our garments everywhere we fling Our slippers in the air Each other's necks we never wring Though nothing we may wear. Not worth a bubble are our woes We never dream of lies Nor paint on either lips or toes!
Our diggings: paradise!
Nor Colonels nor Ambassadors Our names will need to write On lists of certain social bores Whom they must oft invite We're Welcome with our many parts In every club select, Acclaimed by all with open hearts, Our names no spheres reject We look at maids with frigid eyes And husband but our strength. Thirst not for amorous enterprise, Whate'er its -lure or langi We ned no solace at the bar Though drinks be neat or We're celibates, indeed we are And never shall be spliced!
JACK AND JILL, Shanghai, June 20.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.