Moons), he would think you were trifling with him.

    But is it not possible that the old Greek tales were the garbled gossip of an age-forgotten science of which we have only the A.B.C.?

    If it is Love that makes the world go round (and who can prove that it isn’t?), what makes the other Planets go round?

    How about the movements of the Heavenly Bodies?

    How about——*

    * This is all very interesting,

    but don’t you think perhaps

    it is——

      The Reader.

    Quite right! Quite right! how we do run on!

     THE FACE OF THE GLOBE

    There are no good photographs of the Giddy Globe; she refuses to sit.

    Imagine attempting to photograph an obese and flighty Spheroid who spends her time pirouetting round in a circle with all her might and main.

    Perhaps it is to avoid the photographer that the Earth spins, and not merely to reduce her girth as we hinted elsewhere.

    In these days such a strenuous evasion of publicity is suspicious.

    Where does she come from?

    Where is she going?

    She refuses to answer, she will not even state her business or tell her real name.

    For æons (quite a number of æons) this Giddy one has been going round under various male and female aliases such as—Cosmos, Mother Earth, The World, Mrs.

    Grundy, the Footstool, the Terrestrial Globe.

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