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and green midway between Mizar, the middle star 

 in the tail, and Benetnasch, at the tip of the tail. 

 Then another, eight minutes later, appeared as though 

 in its swift flight it lightly brushed Alpha, or Dubhe, 

 the more northern of the Pointers. A third, ten 

 minutes past midnight, shot rapidly from just above 

 Mizar to four or five degrees beyond Benetnasch. 

 Meanwhile, however, the Pole Star, always so appar- 

 ently steadfast, gave one a momentary impression 

 that it had decided to remain steadfast no longer, for 

 from its very place it seemed, at 11.43, a fine meteor 

 of the same size and colour as itself fell swiftly down- 

 wards at least fifteen degrees. From Cepheus, too, at 

 11.49, a bright meteor flashed and left a golden trail 

 as far as the very fringe of Draco's head. 



RAINBOWS 



One bright afternoon in the early summer of 1914 I 

 was walking with a friend in Kensington Gardens. 

 We stood for a while admiring the beauty of the foun- 

 tains, which were in full play in the brilliant sunshine. 

 The sun was over in the direction of the magnificent 

 Albert Memorial and lo ! on several of the fountains 

 there appeared the loveliest of rainbows (or spray- 

 bows), each hue projected against the opposite green 

 slope with a vividness that drew forth involuntary 

 expressions of admiration from both my companion 

 and myself. The bows did not seem to be more than 

 ten yards distant, at the farthest. The effect, in its 

 way, was as striking as one which I witnessed at 

 Hartlepool in the Spring of 1889, on the occasion of 

 Prince Albert Victor " opening " the great Headland 



