" The Lady with Two Faces " naturally interests me,
and I feel that we ought to have met. We ase less likely to now than we were a week ago, for the lady, or rather the statue of her—for she is statua et praeterea nihil—lies at the bottom of the Thames, where she was thrown, apparently by some sportsmen of the first water, after the Henley Regatta ended on Saturday. The statue stood on Temple Island, and it is assumed that a sense of humour developed to abnormal strength dictated a piece of vandalism worthy of a perverse child of three with no sense of humour at all. However, the saboteurs of the Lady with Two Faces are no doubt as proud of their achievement 'as the village clowns who were responsible for prizing the famous hanging-stone at Lustleigh in Devon from its base some weeks ago presumably were of theirs. Exhilaration that can only find expression in destruction is a lamentable thing ; but there are persons of such mentality that that does in fact happen. * * * *