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ip ant) Jlotou the Coast YTICES TO CORRESPONDENTS. iBEB."—I have known many people who felt equal to the reform of the world who oould not keep their own backyards clean. If you want to test your power try to remove some objectionable village survival. ICHEK."—The Rev. John Williams, | missionary, was born in 1796 and was murdered in 1839. The difficulty is lot great. L."—I have dealt with the subject nany times. One thing ia often accessary to make another possible. tou oould not have widely circulated lewspapers until people had learnt -0 read. » SUBSCRIBER."—It is not the officials, tor yet the members of local govern- ng bodies, who are really to blame or the neglect. The ratepayers hemselves are to blame. There is oarcely a citizen anywhere who is not milling that the wrong thing should e done in order to meet his con- enience. RDIAN."—Get the report for 1905 of tle Central Poor Law Conference, ublished by P. S. King and Son. he "Treatment of Tramps" is dealt hith there. The problems of poverty re neither few nor simple. &•"—My obligation is not a whit reater than yours. IUNG HOUSE KEEPER."—The fashions *e changing. Knowledge is grow- gand the small watering place re- nins as backward as ever: that is ie difficulty. I A MAGISTERIAL FAIRY. is a cutting from a newspaper. oene was Ithe Bow Street Police "If I could only get a pedlar's and carry a little tray in front I should be—oh! so happy!" sighed Betibola, a little old woman, ,1 with begging by singing. Run i fand get your licence; I will see is paid for," said Mr. Fenwick, j igistrate. "Thank you, kindly, ^claimed the old woman, joyfully. will be beautiful." And the lId woman ran away. No doubt r was stocked as well as her licence r, and no more was heard of her against the law by begging. WHY? annual dinner of the Honourable of Cymmrodorion ,was held in 'on Monday. The Right Hon. D. eorge presided, and Sir John ii was the guest of the evening. the Chairman nor the guest said word about the Society's medals. should like to know is why I am of gatherings of this sort. And yd-George the chairman too! Ur. ABOUT TRAGEDY. week I wrote two pieces, one t Really" and another" About T" The printer took four lines f end of "Really" and made that »ntless and added them to the Ibout Tragedy" and made that iiculous. ) night of the day of publication to hear an organ recital as I i somewhere that music hath soothe the savage breast." UNIVERSAL MISTAKE. 'ody has been delivering a lecture; title "Death is a mistake." The said that the Bible contained tances of the conquest of death,' ed that it was within the power individual to achieve that con- 3 to leave the world when and wished. The statement is I thought a great deal about am not so afraid of death that iot think about it. I do not t death is a mistake. When a wax candle it burns until the nsumed and then it dies. You ree. It grows and lives and iy years it begins to decay and ,dies. The tree cannot control You erect a building. It The wind assails it. The t* against it. All sorts of i in conflict with it and at last ng falls. A child is stillborn. fore birth of senile decay! b child achieve a conquest over 'Another child is born and dies ,of some chronic disease. Then born that lives for a. hundred at last dies of heart failure. Spring the leaves of the trees I In autumn they are brown. i they are dead. The leaves do jtheir death. Those individual fot make mistake. 0, no, they )r below mistake. 13 twelve or fourteen years. it is said, live hundreds of es live a few weeks or months. yventy or eighty years. Every :9 its own average age and the jhas no more power to control t the leaf of a tree has power Its death. tfite these words cannot con- r. I cannot be now as I was ago. In far less than half 0 come I shall be dead, or I Jacome one of the wonders of t Nothing that I can do can '•rt my death, and it is ridi- ;.hildish to say that my death stake. My death will be as s my birth, and, as far as I 3d, as inevitable. jer said that the question was jjked whether a God of justice < evil and sorrow and death 'he world. What is evil? I, at any rate, do not the lecturer know? Cer- writing these words. I know ire individuals who would oae, if they could, from sor- ] and death. I would rather < sorrow and death than make Po those who love me—I know To refuse their help means .eath. Well, and what is 0 not know, but I am sure t anything to be afraid of. Wer anything so small, so 'gile that it could not die « torn or even disturbed, le, is a most gentle thing ways comes unawares. lecturer said, that death is unintelligible to me. I life is a mistake, but death of the millions and thou- ions of years during which ted, and then think of my I, I am humbled. Can I ft is a mistake? Certainly 1 sure that if I thought my end in death, but would | 7 through co««tless ages, I "k, staring mad. 0, no, i mistake. I do not know > but what I do know reveals '1 and as the gateway to more perfect life. A BACKER. ood deal more betting aad speculation going OIl near lace than is generally be- (backers of horses in this as outspoken as an alder- s who said As to betting, 'n any illegal betting in tn years—and if there had f Ink I should know some- I am not going to prac- nt and at the same time 1 If I can back a winner ,ie to-morrow I'll have a i tenner on." This would-be baeker of' winners doea not trouble himself about the rights and wrongs of gambling. He is willing to get all he oan for nothing and makes no pretence about it. What a long way the world is from perfection! PRIVILEGED. Now that Mr. Lloyd-George is a Cabi- net Minister, and a successful one, the mean and spiteful can tell lies about him almost unchecked. The wise and honourable will not believe anything they hear. We do not believe he is a bit worse now than when he first became the member for the Carnarvon Boroughs, a constituency which he has brought into great and creditable prominence. There are some very dirty, mean, spiteful creatures in the world. They never ruled it, but have often soiled it. A CARDIFF RESURRECTION. Things are really looking up at Cardiff. In the obituary notices of the Cardiff papers not only are the public told that "gentlemen" only can attend, but last week this further notice was given: "To rise at two p.m." Is not this a some- what premature resurrection? Wonder- ful place, Cardiff. AN IRISH GHOST. In Tyrone there is trouble about a ghost which appears regularly dressed in white. Now there is not much to be said against ghosts of people, but ghosts of clothes are too much. Besides, why cannot ghosts appear in the daytime. This Irish ghost only appears at night! Ghosts are rather out of date even in Ireland. Ghosts with e-othes on are indecent. DEAD WVE. He found, alas, her love for him was dead. He kept the secret to himself and grieved. One day she smiled at him and lightly said: "You look like one who mourns—like one bereaved." He turned, and just as lightly made reply: "There are some things we lose and some that die." She understood: then both went on their way, And only law remained from that sad day. THE OTHER SORT. The "South Wales Daily News" says! that Mr. Lloyd-George has suffered a good deal lately from local rheumatism. What is the foreign sort like? Mr Lloyd- George himself says that he was never in a better state of health than at the pre- sent time. Nothing like local diseases: none of your foreign sorts for a true patriot. A LOST SA VIOUR. A girl stood in the crowded streets un- known Her home among the hills was far away. Betrayed, forsaken, there she stood alone All said and done that she could do or say. A woman looked at her and saw her plight: "Come home with me," she said, and took her hand. "I'll give you food and shelter for the night; You need not speak: I think I under- stand." Next day the woman went and pawned some clothes, And sent the girl away unto her friends; Thus she was saved from life the woman loathes— A life that damns and blasts and slays and rends: The girl was saved. Her saviour was lost— Or, so to those with mortal ken it seemed; But, may be, when the stream of death she crossed She found that she had also been redeemed. The Coast. J.G.

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