What do you say to 3.30 p.m., any day after this week ?--Yours truly, Aen.

Pond.
"To the Worshipful the Mayor of Troy (Major S.Hymen), Commanding the Troy Volunteer Artillery." The Major replied: "Dear Pond,--In speaking of the enemy, I referred to the Corsican and his minions rather than to the whooping-cough or any similar epidemic.

It struck me that the former (being flat-bottomed) might with great ease effect a landing in Talland Cove and fall on your flank in the small hours of the morning, creating a situation with which, single-handed, you might find it difficult to cope.

My suggestion then would be that, as a test, we arranged a night together for a surprise attack, our corps here acting as a friendly foe.
"With so gallant an enemy I feel a diffidence in discussing the bare contingency of our success.

But it may reassure the non-combatant portion of your population in East and West Looe if I add that 72 _per centum_ of my corps are married men, and that I accept no recruit without careful inquiry into character.
"By direct assault I know you to be impregnable.