30 AUGUST 1940, page 10
Izaak Walton
THAT lucent, dewy, crystal prose— Oh, what a priceless dish Whereon—a feast fqr tongue, eye, nose, Beyond the gourmet's wish— To serve, with tongue of nightingale, Not manna......
Transatlantic Transfer
By HONOR CROOME Murray Bay, Canada T HOUGH Government evacuation of children overseas is suspended, the private exodus goes on, at the time of writing, unabated. Every week......
An Ill-wind
By RICHARD CHURCH T HE Prime Minister has tried to kill Official English. Having spent twenty-four of the most formative years of my life in Government Departments, I almost......
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