THE LUMBER ROOM

Hawke's Bay Herald-Tribune, Issue 184, 21 August 1937, Page 4

THE LUMBER ROOM

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"Sapper." Those pf us who have followed the vivid personality of "Bulldog Drummond" will have learnt with regret of the death of his creator, "Sapper," early in the week. "Sapper," Lieut.-Colonel MeNeil as he was, began lxis career as a writer during the Great War. When hq endeavoured to bring home to those behind thg lines the xealities of the conflicfc. His diliiculties in so doing ha explains as follows: — - ^ Two days ago a dear old aunt Qf cnin« asked me to describe tp her what shrapiiel was like. Under the influenee of my uncle 's most excellent port I did so. I drew her a piCture-— vivid, startling, . wonderful. . "Dreadful," she niurxnured. ^Did I ever tell you of the terrible experienee I had on the f'ront at Eastbourne, when my bath chair attendant became ihebriated and upset me?" Slowly and sorrowfully I finished the decanter and went to bed. Stick It. "There will be times when there 's a Sinking in your stpmach and a singing in your head; when men beside you are ataring upward with the stare that doei not see; when the sergeant has taken it through the forehead and the nearest officer is choking up his life in the corner of the traverse. But— there '• still your rifle; perhaps there 's a machine-gun standing iule; any way, retmember my words then, and stick it." "Men, Women and Guns, by Sapper. Velasquez Blue. Velasquez, the painter, used blue from powdered lapis lazuli stones and not ferrocyaxiide of iron, whiqh wai first marketed in 1700, 80 years after his death, Dew Walking. "Dew "Wallpng" js the newest beauty aid adopted by London health seekers. Luxurious limousines slip out of Mayfair in the grey dawn carrying parties of society girls to the cooling cairn of Hampstead Heath or out into the country. Here the ritua], of dew walking is solemnly observed. Sho'es and stockings are discarded aud .the beauty seekers walk a certain niimber of slow steps through tlxe dew drenched grass. Then home to brealt- * last. — Sunday Referee, Vary Your Diot. n Edmund -Kean, the celebrated actor, actually varied his food to suit the part he had to play. He chose "roast pork for tyrants, raw beef for murderers, and bpiled muttop for loyers. r— C. A. S. Williaois in Chamber■, Journal, The Mountains. One becomes a kind of yogi in th# mountains where you can only walk and sleep and think. Nine-tenths of the people who live higher than 1400ft are Buddhists." The mountains almost talk you into it. In the qniet of the night you listen toi" their voices, you are drawn into the brooding intensity all around you. Then as the slough of immediate eares and preoccupations slip away, the spirit expands and wider gycles of consciousness are opened out. — -Lessons from the Variety of Life. Lord Baden-Powell. Ten Ways of Spoiling an Association. 1. Don't come to the meetings, 2. If you do, come late. 3. If weather is unsxxitable, don't • think of cOming. 4. If you do attend, find fauit witk ■ officers and other members. 5. Never accept office, it is easier to criticise than to act. - s 6. However, get annoycd if you ar© not appointed. 7. If asked by fhp chairman to givf an ppinioh, tell him you have nothing to say. After the meeting tell everyone how things ought to be dono. 8. Do minimum of work, and, if others work, howl that the organisation is being run by a cliqxie. 9. Hold baek your fees, or don't pay at all. 10. Dpn't bother about getting new members. "Let the secretary do it." Tke Snidwit. Of all the wicked two-faced beast» Tho Snidwit is the meanest, And as he cadges all his meals He 's also quito the leanest. He leaves lxis jolly face at home (It's really /rather funny) And pjits his sad face on his neck, And goes qnd begs for money. — I, N. Lea. The Two Doxies. ^1 have heard frequent use," said Lord Saudwich, in a debate on the Tesfc Laws, "of the words 'orthodoxy' and f hoterodoxy ' but I confess myself at a loss to know precisely what they meaxi, " ^ "Orthodoxy, my Lord," said Bishop Wuiburton, in a whjsper, "orthodoxy is my doxy — heterodoxy is another man's doxy, " Wpyds of tfie Wise. It's a bad plan that adcnits of fio modification, . ' Let a fool hold his tongue, and he will pass for a sage. I have often regretted my speech but r3ver my silence. No man ever grew rieli all at once. I'reat your friend as if he might be?oiue an enemy. On the Office Wall. it's easv enough to bo pleasaut, When lifo fiows along like a song, But the man wprth wliile fs the man who pan ppiile, When everytliing goes dead wrong. When tlxe whcfle blamed world seenxs gone to pot, And business on the buoi, A Jifted chin and a two cent grin Help some, my boy, help some.,