To the Editor, Newcastle Daily Chronicle, “Hunger for Everybody”

Another of Davison’s ironic responses, more frequent in the fall of 1912 than

at any other period of her scrapbook letters.

Sir, –Your correspondent, W.E.L., is evidently not blessed with the saving

grace of humour, and we must, of course, shed the soothing balm of pity on

his wounded spirit! Alas! poor Yorick! That the days have departed when

the ‘master’ of the house no longer finds that humble bowing to his sway over

which ‘W.E.L.’ fondly cries Ichabod, and when he, in his counsels of despair,

refers feelingly to the only power left to him—that of the tying of the purse-

strings! Yet even in this threnody we find a gleam of hope in the free and frank

acknowledgment by our elegist that man, noble beast, is to be reached through

the senses! An excellent testimonial to the truth that ‘cold logic’ is insufficient as

a lever, and that he must be led to the paths of sweet reason by object-lessons,

which are the more efficacious as they are the more vivid!—Yours, etc.,

EMILY WILDING DAVISON

Longhorsley, Oct. 10