26 NOVEMBER 1965, page 43

Afterthought

By ALAN BRIEN WHEN I come across the words 'self-pity,' I instantly see a patchwork, counter- pane strip of butter-yellow windows glowing with angelic light through a fretwork......

Lament For A Triped

By STRIX IN the ordinary run of life I know of no more hateful experience than putting down an old dog. Reason tells one that the deed has to be done, that one can't go on......