21 OCTOBER 1949, Page 18

A Matter of Taste

SIR,—The story, doubtless authentic, in your columns of the dog which discriminated between the daily and evening paper, is no more strange than that of my friend's dog. It appears that my friend is a constant reader of your remarkable journal. Recently, as a counterpoise to the Right, he became a reader of your no less remarkable contemporary, the New Statesman and Nation, standing to the Left of the via media. The dog was in the habit of fetching the Spectator, which was left on the • mat on Saturday mornings with the eminently respectable Glasgow Herald. But he would not fetch the New Statesman and Nation on any account. Was this political instinct?—Yours faithfully, W. HtrrattNs,oN. Bieldside, C;rantown-on-Spey, Moray,