22 MARCH 1935, page 15

Marginal Comments

By ROSE MACAULAY I TOOK the road on this fine Monday morning with high hopes. I had heard that the streets and roads would be melodious with beaten gongs, on hearing which all......

Boy And Guitar

By ASHLEY SMITH I T was so long since I had last seen Val that I scarcely recognized him. It was as if he only resembled someone I knew, but I said his name automatically, and......