Hitch and Bully Bowline currents, and mariners will keep a south-easterly course, leaving the buoy nine fathoms and a-half on the starboard.

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JACK YEATS’S CHAP BOOKS, Printed for, and Sold by ELKIN MATHEWS, in Vigo Street, nigh the Albany, London. Sold also by the BOOKSELLERS in Town and Country.

A BROADSHEET:

For the Years 1902-3. With Pictures by P. Colman Smith and Jack B. Yeats.

Hand-coloured, Twenty-four Numbers, with portfolio, £1 7s. 6d. free.

The Contributors include W. B. Yeats, Lady Gregory, Professor F. York Powell, “A.E.,” Wilfred Gibson, John Masefield, Dr. Douglas Hyde, and others.

⁂ Specimen copies may be had, post free, 1s. 2d. net.

“Mr. Yeats has not yet come by his own; when he does the world will recognise more exactly than it has done hitherto what a facile and original artist he is.”—Speaker.

“Miss P. Colman Smith undoubtedly has a great eye for colour, and a most curious conception of its application; indeed the colouring of ‘A Broadsheet’ is its most striking feature.”—The Reader.

“These twenty-four Broadsheets may be wisely collected by the curious.”—The Sphere.

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One of Jack B. Yeats’s Books for Children.

THE BOSUN AND THE BOB-TAILED COMET.

Foolscap 8vo, 1s. net; or Coloured by the Author, 5s. net.

“‘You’ll see how the little dears will sing out when they ketches hold of me and my bob-tail’—here the Bosun paused to turn his quid and hitch his trousers up. Then he dexterously tied another knot on his Comet’s tail lest it should sweep the pens off the table, or upset the ink-pot.”—The Daily News.

“The title is sufficient to indicate the nature of the little book in which Mr. Yeats displays all the humour which has so characterised the series of picture books, and his facile pen has lost none of its old-time cunning.”—Dublin Express.

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One of Jack B. Yeats’s Plays for the Miniature Stage

JAMES FLAUNTY:

OR, THE TERROR OF THE WESTERN SEAS.

1s. net; or, Coloured by the Author, 5s. net.

“A ‘memory’ of R. L. Stevenson comes seldom amiss, and now especially, when the romancer’s name and fame are as a shuttlecock between wholly adoring and still discriminating friends, may be considered apt and seasonable. So it won’t hurt to read this:

“There stands, I fancy, to this day (but now how fallen!) a certain stationer’s shop at a corner of the wide thoroughfare that joins the city of my childhood with the sea. When upon any Saturday we made a party to behold the ships, we passed that corner; and since in those days I