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WELCOME TO THE EXILES.

MOTOR-BUSES FOR SWANSEA VALLEY

I* I -AT LAST! I

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I A PICTURE PUZZLE.

GODRE'RGRAIG CONTRACTOR ARRESTED.

A WALKING WARDROBE.I

IABERCRAVE NOTES

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I CORRESPONDENCE.

i MR. VICTOR GRAYSON'S AFFAIRSI

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family, the Churchills, turned Liberal. It was a perfect working-out in politics of that interesting maxim, "When father says turn, we all turn." The death of Mrs. Robert Louis Stevenson recalls the well-known lines to her written by her husband: Dusky, dusky, vivid, true; With eyes of gold and bramble-dew, Steel-true and blade-straight, The Great Artificer Mate my mate. Honour, anger, valour, fire; A love that life could never tire, Death quench, or evils stir, Gave to her. Teacher, tender comrade, wife; A fellow-farer, true through life, Heart whole, and soul free, The August Father Gave to me. Poutsma, one of the South African exiles, is an old journalist. He was formerly Dutch editor of the "Bloem- fontein Evening Post." When a boat- load of journalists drew up to the Umgeni he recognised some brother- journalists at one time in South Afri- ca. They chatted affably for a time, but one of them persistently veered ■ round to topics that would provide "copy." "Oh, now Jimmy!" said Poutsma, with a deprecating wave of the hand, "don't talk shop." The smart young men on Lord Northcloffe's papers have been trying their hardest to prejudice their feather-headed public against the Labour leaders deported from South Africa. Here are a few of the glitter- ing coins from the Carmelite mint: Umgeniality, The Dear Deported, The Banishees, and Super-Larking. Boy! The Scissors! Here is a clipping from the "Daily Mail" story of Tues- day's events: Gravesend all through seemed to take the great events very calmly, but the subsequent procession to the station would have stirred the heart of a Caesar. It was Mr. Hen- derson's proud and martial bearing that did it. He walked at the head of the exiles like a Roman general bringing gladiators to the Colosseum. It was a great, an imposing sight. A butcher paused in the act of trim- ming a chop; two milliners ran to their shop door to gaze., This is the "Mail's" little way of pre- tending to be amused at something of which it is really much alarmed. The capitalists are very uneasy about the effect the nine are going to make on working-class opinion in this country. —————— » — ————