"Mr.R.Milholland.

Two minutes." Therewith, Ramsey coughed as long as he could cough, and when he felt that no more should be done in this way, he wiped his face--again an act of necessity--and quaveringly began: "Gentlemen and ladies, or ladies and gentlemen, in making the refutation of my opponent, I feel that--I feel that hardly anything more ought to be said." He paused, looked helplessly at his uncontrollable legs, and resumed: "I am supposed to make the reputa--the refutation of my opponent, and I feel that I ought to say quite a good deal more.

In the first place, I feel that the invasion has taken place.

I am supposed--anyhow I got a postal card that I am supposed to be here to-night.

Well, in talking over this matter with a couple of seniors, they told me I was supposed to claim this invasion was mor'ly and legally all right.