24 SEPTEMBER 1954, Page 28

FUN

Elaine sleeps in her maiden bed Still as the moonlight overhead; Dreaming, across the way from her, Mrs. McGonigle's boarders stir; Innocent boarders' dreams are sweet- Of beauty sleeping across the street.

Only the innocent have fun: The beautiful Elaine is one, The boarders are another seven; Never a thought they give to heaven Until their innocence is through. Ah then, sweet joy, sweet grief; adieu!