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"The Trouble of Life" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. I do not know whether this will awaken a sympathetic lassitude in, say, fifty per cent. of its readers, or whether my experience is unique and my testimony simply curious. At any rate, it is as true as I can make it.

"Of Conversation: An Apology" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. I must admit that in conversation I am not a brilliant success. Partly, indeed, that may be owing to the assiduity with which my aunt suppressed my early essays in the art: "Children," she said, "should be seen but not heard," and incontinently rapped my knuckles.

"The Coal-Scuttle: A Study in Domestic Aesthetics" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. Euphemia, who loves to have home dainty and delightful, would have no coals if she could dispense with them, much less a coal-scuttle. Indeed, it would seem she would have no fireplace at all, if she had her will.

"Bagarrow" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. Frankly, I detest this Bagarrow. Yet it is quite generally conceded that Bagarrow is a very well-meaning fellow. But the trouble is to understand him. To do that I have been at some pains, and yet I am still a mere theorist.

"Bleak March in Epping Forest" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. All along the selvage of Epping Forest there was excitement. Before the swallows, before the violets, long before the cuckoo, with only untimely honeysuckle bushes showing a trace of green, two trippers had been seen traversing the district, making their way towards High Beech, and settling awhile near the Forest Hotel.