The night ended with my mom bringing over a snuggie that she had made out of the breast cancer ribbon fabric.

We quoted a month or two back some amusing verses from Punch poking fun at child study, pædometry and the new faddists; but it is easy to turn the tables and show the nauseating diet that was provided for children of the early Victorian age when Froebelian methods were unknown.

“Duty, har, har,” Simon laughed, as if some laughing machine had been wound up inside him. “Laura would love that. Jesus, that’s priceless; he’s good on propaganda. Duty! God, Laura will love that when she comes.”

Prof. Stuart argues from the expression, “ I—was king,” &c, that Solomon was not the writer, because he thinks the præterite tense implies that he had ceased to be king; and Solomon continued to be king while he lived.