The Napoleon of Notting Hill
"Not quite intense enough" he said—"not alarming. I want the Court Journal to be feared as well as loved. Let's try something more hard-hitting." And he went down on his knees again. After sucking the blue pencil for some time, he began writing again busily. "How will this do?" he said —
"WAYNE'S WONDERFUL VICTORY."
"I suppose," he said, looking up appealingly, and sucking the pencil—"I suppose we couldn't say 'wictory'—'Wayne's wonderful wictory'? No, no. Refinement, Pally, refinement. I have it."
ASTOUNDING FIGHT IN THE DARK.
The gas-lamps in their courses fought against
"(Nothing like our fine old English translation.) What else can we say? Well, anything to annoy old Buck;" and he added, thoughtfully, in smaller letters—
"Rumoured Court-martial on General Buck."
"Those will do for the present," he said, and turned them both face downwards. "Paste, please."