28 FEBRUARY 1925, Page 17

TRISTRAM SHANDY ON CROSS-WORD PUZZLES [To the Editor of the

SPECTATOR.]

Sin,—" 'I've got within a single letter, brother Toby,' cried my father. ' You are near enough, brother,' replied my uncle ' in all conscience." Pshaw ! ' cried my father, ' I might as well be seven miles off.'—' I've done it,' said my father, snapping his fingers. See, my dear brother Toby. Now I have mended the sense." But you have marred a word,' replied my Uncle Toby. My father put on his spectacles, bit his lip, and tore out the leaf in a passion."

There is no new thing under the sun.—I am, Sir, &c.,

FRED J. MAW.

Law Society's Hall, Chancery Lane, London, W.C.