Volume 146 — THE GALLANT SONS OF MARS.

"A troop of the Queen's Bays, 2nd Dragoon Guards, while galloping past the Royal Pavilion at Aldershot, observed a woman fall from her bicycle in a faint.

"They instantly drew rein, and, dismounting, assisted her to the 5th Dragoon Guards orderly room, where they vied with each other in giving her every possible attention.

"She speedily recovered and was able to resume her journey to Farnborough."—Daily Paper.

A young lady, while walking by a kiosk in which the band of the Royal Heavies was performing, by a mischance got a fly in her eye. Perceiving her plight, the bandsmen immediately ceased playing and ran to her assistance, each contesting with the other to remove the offending insect.

In a high wind last week on Laffan's Plain an old gentleman lost his umbrella. Some Lancers taking part in a sham fight at once went in pursuit and speedily restored the recalcitrant article to its grateful owner.

Last Saturday, while at play, a small boy had the misfortune to lose his hold of a toy-balloon. A squadron of the Army Flying Corps, witnessing the little fellow's grief, at once rendered assistance and, with the aid of a monoplane, quickly retrieved the bauble.

Lady (to elderly and confidential maid). "I've often wondered why you've never married, Simpson?"

Simpson (disdainfully). "I don't like men in any form, my lady."