Mr.Lynch showed me with pride a great white umbrella he had secured.

Round it he had written, "Advt.

Dept.
_Ladysmith Lyre_" In his pocket was a bottle of whisky--a present for Joubert.

And so he rode away, proposing to exchange our paper for any news the Boers might have.

Eluding the examining posts, he vanished into the Boer lines under Bulwan, and has not re-appeared.