Each paragraph began with 'That.' I wrote the column because Iwanted the thirty shillings.Why anybody ever read it, I fail to understand to this day; but I believe it was one of the popular features of the paper.Longrush invariably brings back to my mind the dreary hours I spent penning that fatuous record.""I think I know the man you mean," said the Philosopher."I had forgotten his name.""I thought it possible you might have met him," I replied."Well, my cousin Edith was arranging a dinner-party the other day, and, as usual, she did me the honour to ask my advice.Generally speaking, I do not give advice nowadays.As a very young man I was generous with it.I have since come to the conclusion that responsibility for my own muddles and mistakes is sufficient.However, I make an exception in Edith's case, knowing that never by any chance will she follow it.""Speaking of editors," said the Philosopher, "Bates told me at the club the other night that he had given up writing the 'Answers to Correspondents' personally, since discovery of the fact that he had been discussing at some length the attractive topic, 'Duties of a Father,' with his own wife, who is somewhat of a humorist.""There was the wife of a clergyman my mother used to tell of," said the Woman of the World, "who kept copies of her husband's sermons.