25 FEBRUARY 1938, page 12

Francms-anglais

By PHILIP HEWITT MYRING D OCTOR LEMATTRE flung himself down beside me at the café table ; mopped his large red forehead, and eyed my half-empty glass. " Sec or noye?" I asked. "......

Eureka

LAST night there came a dream—that I, At length from earthly cerements free, A pilgrim of Eternity, Had reached the place prepared for me : A vault, it seemed, of lustrous......