Satisfied
SIR,—In sending my subscription for my next twelve months' Spectator. I am moved—at rising 70—to write a first, and doubtless last, note to an Editor to say what a joy it is in these difficult and austere days to have come to the decision that, after 35 years or so of enjoyed reading. one can allow this luxury for still another year, when so much that makes one's existence in this so troubled world less drab and austere has to be renounced7–The Times, books (but thank God and a generous, grateful patient for the London Library), cigarettes, B.M.J., sherry, and so on. But no-not the Spectator, and so we can still rely on the delicious humour of 'Harold Nicolson and the unfailing wisdom of Janus, not forgetting the youthful optimism and assurance from the Under- graduate Page. (Why not alternate occasiopally with a column of worldly wisdom—or otherwise—from the 65-ers and over ?) And I conclude with my grateful thanks that so far it has not been found necessary to raise the subscription that gives us so much enjoyment for so little, and especially for the added generosity to members of my profession. On the eve of my departure from my present delectable but somewhat remote county to a Tore accessible Dorset, I say—thank you!—Yours
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