Twelve Stories and a Dream

ime minister yesterday, and he, bless his heart! didn\'t look particularly outsize, on the very first occasion. Conceive it! Filmer! Our obscure unwashed Filmer, the Glory of British science! Duchesses crowd upon him, beautiful, bold peeresses say in their beautiful, clear loud voices--have you noticed how penetrating the great lady is becoming nowadays?--\'Oh, Mr. Filmer, how DID you do it?\' "Common men on the edge of things are too remote for the answer. One imagines something in the way of that interview, \'toil ungrudgingly and unsparingly given, Madam, and, perhaps--I don\'t know--but perhaps a little special aptitude.\'" So far Hicks, and the photographic supplement to the New Paper is in sufficient harmony with the description. In one picture the machine swings down towards the river, and the tower of Fulham church appears below it through a gap in the elms, and in another, Filmer sits at his guiding batteries, and the great and beautiful of the earth stand around him, with Banghurst massed mo