PUPPETS THROUGH LANCASHIRE By Walter . Wilkinson Mr. Wilkinson has been
on the road again with his well-known puppet-show, this' time in Lancashire, and written the usual entertaining account (ales,. 5s.) of his adventures. Pushing his
camping outfit and theatre on a cart, he walked (with occasional train trips) from Derbyshire to Manchester and right up to Kendal and the Lake District, giving performances, impromptu or arranged (in schools and institutes), and sleeping in a tent, weather permitting or not. It generally did not permit, and those who know the peculiarly sooty quality of Lancashire rain will admire the persistence and enthusiasm for their art of the author and his wife —who accompanied him for most of the tour. Although he is not too happy with the dialect (it is almost impossible to convey those slow mouthings on paper) he gives a very good impression of the county, its unexpectedly lovely countryside, dingy manufacturing towns, dogged inhabitants—and Black- pool in all its holiday glory. Ile notes that the air is clearer than it uses to be, the only consolation to be derived from the smokelessness of so many mill chimneys.