was extremely rich in phosphates. I put the bottle in my bag that night and took it home. "Eliza," I said, "I have brought you a little present. It is a bottle of port." Eliza very seldom takes anything at all, but if she does, it is a glass of port. I must say that, on on this point this point, I admire her taste. Port, as I have n this sometimes said to her, is the king of wines. We decided that we would have a glass after supper. That is really the best time to take anything of the kind, the wine is good for the nerves, and you do not suffer from sleepless- ness afterwards. Eliza picked the bottle up and looked at the why! what! label. "Why," she said, "you told me it was"So it is. "It says tonic port on the label. "Well, tonic port practically speaking is port. That is to say it is port with the addition of phosphates." What are phosphates? "Oh, there are many of them, you know. There is quinine, of course, and magnesia, and and so on. Let me fill your glass