10 JULY 1915, Page 15

[To TEE EDITOR OF THE "SPRCT/TOR.”1 SIR, — My late father, at

Eton 1809-15, used to relate stories of one of the Eton Masters renowned for long words. He rode out to breakfast on a slow horse on a foggy morning and

was late. His excuse : " The density of the atmosphere as well as the tardiness of my quadruped have combined to make my matutine itineration rather intempestive." " Shut the door " was : " Let the wooden barrier of our secrets revolve upon its axis."—I am, Sir, &e., GRANVILLE Flatausters. Dalton Hall, Beverley.