Till I gave myself the task of making a little selection from what Ihad written since last I formed a book of essays, I had no notion thatI had put, as it were, my eggs into so many baskets—The SaturdayReview, The New Quarterly, The New Liberal Review, Vanity Fair, TheDaily Mail, Literature, The Traveller, The Pall Mall Magazine, The MayBook, The Souvenir Book of Charing Cross Hospital Bazaar, The CornhillMagazine, Harper's Magazine, and The Anglo-Saxon Review...Ouf! But thesigh of relief that I heave at the end of the list is accompanied by asmile of thanks to the various authorities for letting me use here whatthey were so good as to require.
M. B.
If I were 'seeing over' a house, and found in every room an iron cagelet into the wall, and were told by the caretaker that these cages werefor me to keep lions in, I think I should open my eyes rather wide. Yetnothing seems to me more natural than a fire in the grate.
Doubtless, when I began to walk, one of my first excursions was to thefender, that I might