7 SEPTEMBER 1895, page 16

Letters To The Editor.

RADICALS AND HOME-RULE. [To THE EDITOR OP THE " SPECTATOR."' SIE,-I have carefully read Mr. Holford Knight's letter on Home-role and the Liberal party, which appeared in the......

A Physician On " Dreamy Mental States."

[To THE EDITOR OF THE " SPECTATOR."] SIR,—In your interesting criticism in the Spectator of August 31st, of Sir James Crichton Browne's Lecture, you very probably had in mind......

[to The Editor Of The " Spectator."] Sir, — May I Add

one more instance to your interesting list Some time ago, in passing through a churchyard in Lancashire, I saw a number of flower-wreaths on a newly made grave. One among others......

Over-emphasis.

[To THE EDITOR OF TES "SPECTATOR."] STR,—An odd instance of unintentional meiosis or under- emphasis is the common use of the word " decimate." Journalists say of a body of men......

Absent-mindedness.

[To THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR. "] SIR, I am sorry to demolish a good story, and that which Mr. Harington relates is a good one, and has delighted many hearers and readers......

[to The Editor Of The " Spectator."] Sip., —when Edward N—

was born, the gardener planted a bay-tree in commemoration. In process of time, Edward's regiment was in great peril in India, and there were great fears at home for his safety.......

School Examinations.

[TO THE EDITOR OF THI"SPECTATOR. " ] SIR, —This question was set to a young nephew of mine at a school examination : " What do the letters R. I. P.,' often seen on tombstones,......

Lab Revolt Of The Curates.

[To THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR.'] Sin,—I am surprised no one noticed your article on the assistant clergy in the Spectator of August 24th. I scarcely think that your article......

Welsh Servants.

[TO THE EDITOR OF THE " SPECTATOR. "] The " raw Welsh servant's " singular mode of announcing some visitors, reminds me of a Welsh parlour- maid I had at Beaumaris some years......

Poetry.

AT SEA. 'TIs the long blue Head o' Garron From the sea, Oa, we're sailin' past the Garrott. On the sea. Now Glen Ariff lies behind, Where the waters fall and wind By the willows......