Significant “agonies” from a single recent issue of London’s arch-Tory Morning Post, favorite newsorgan of the King-Emperor:
ROYAL WEDDING — Comfortable covered GRANDSTAND, Seats to view Royal Procession, including lunch at the Ritz Hotel, available. — Write L. N. J., 7526, “Morning Post.” E. C. 4.
FILM ARTISTS WANTED, also cultured ladies and gentlemen to train for film work. — MONA LISA, 71, New Bond Street, W. I.
A PLAIN MAN’S WARNING (non-copy right) (2). Suppose you had a nation entirely under your personal dominion: a nation for whose energy and enterprise you must find an outlet outside its borders; a nation in whose eyes you aim to shine as a hero far more brightly than Clive in our eyes. And suppose you were a “madman” like Clive, but aiming at an infinitely greater prize— the British Empire— how would you set about it? PLAIN MAN.
If a certain adorable girl (who I know has read my messages of the past few days) were to say to me: “Jeremy, don’t be childish, but if you really would like to take me out to dinner, you may.” I should. . . .
MAUDE WEST— LONDON’S LADY DETECTIVE— for Confidential inquiries. Est. 1905. — 59, New Oxford Street. Temple Bar 5120
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