22 JANUARY 1916, Page 14

" TAXING'S THE ONLY WAY."

ITO TER EDITOR OP THE " SPECTATOR.")

wonder if you would care to print the enclosed rhymes. I wrote them for a serious purpose, but they may amuse your

The people of our time, Whatever bankers say, Will never save a dime, Taxige the only way.

I asked a few I met What each had saved as vet. The preacher said, a soul; The footballer, a goal; • The last M.P., a poll ; Tho golfer saved the hole; The minister, his face; The eugenist salved the race; The general saved a gun; The bowler saved a run; The gallant saved the dame, And the lady saved her name.

But, even in galore, These things won't pay the war.