12 APRIL 1930, page 12

Correspondence'

A LETTER PROM BUDAPEST. [To the. Editor of the SPECTATOR.] Sin,—The Budapest Carnival—such as it is in these lugu- brious times of peace—has been in full swing. Youth refuses to......

Wallflowers And Forget-me-nots T O Thousands Of...

the mis- fortune to live in cities, a bunch of wallflowers is a pleasure so great that it is almost pain. For their scent transports one instantly into the joyous sunlight of an......

The Lie

Under the grey skies I watched A sower stride across the field ; He flung the seed with easy trust, Sure, without thought, the seed would yield. I knew it, too—knew from a heart......