20 NOVEMBER 1915, page 21

The "peelin"eart."

L ITTLE girls constantly ash of each other and of their elders: "What is your favourite colour ?" Their contemporaries answer them instantly—pink, or blue, or gold, or whatever......

• Owassa. T He'ranch Slopes Towards The Sun, And Is...

from the northern winds by a rampart of mountains rising almost sheer front the Government road and clothed to the s kyline with sombre forests that catch the clouds, and that......