IN THE BUNGALOW. 



meditate solemnly on the illusory nature 

 of life which changes the most alluring of 

 food into tasteless fabric, or at times brings 

 the sun into most unpleasantly close 

 quarters. Or anon he will burst into 

 song, his repertoire consisting of a series 

 of most discordant metallic notes. 



Curiously abhorrent to the gentler sex 

 are the clumsy dashes at flight made by 

 these harmless creatures. How oft has a 

 favourite piece of Mendelssohn which, 

 combined with the after effects of an 

 excellent dinner and fragrant cigar, was 

 unknowingly drifting one into the land 

 of nod, suddenly ended in a crash of 

 discord bringing one to one's alertest 

 mood, whilst the Girl's disgusted, not 

 to say slightly tearful, voice is heard 

 exclaiming 



" It's no good ! I simply can't go on ! 

 There's that horrid brute again ! 



" Oh, dear, do get up and catch him ! 

 He is looking at me and waving his 

 whiskers ! " 



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