“Seeing,” they said, “that old-time Pan is dead, let us now make a tomb for him and a monument, that the dreadful worship of long ago may be remembered and avoided by all.” So said the people of the enlightened lands. And they built a white and mighty tomb of marble. Slowly it rose under […]

When the advertiser saw the cathedral spires over the downs in thedistance, he looked at them and wept. “If only,” he said, “this were an advertisement of Beefo, so nice, sonutritious, try it in your soup, ladies like it.”