flavor than the New Brunswick strawberry. He said he thought that the New Brunswick strawberry was probably forced to grow too large; whereas it was possible for the scientists to change the size of a fruit it was well known that the portion of a fruit's flavor always remained a constant. He also said that he didn't think that New Brunswick was any too good a place to grow strawberries in. Mr. Clergue said that he wasn't sure at all that the portion of a fruit's flavor always remained a constant. Some tropical fruits, he said, were flavored and deflavor- ed in a great many irregular manners. After dinner, or rather after luncheon, Mr. Clergue took us all around his house. He showed us his piano, which was the first piano that Paderewski played on in this country when he came for a concert tour forty years ago. He showed us a picture of a hill in Japan, which hung on the wall in the living room. It had been present- ed to him at a banquet in Tokio by a firm of Japanese bankers. It had been executed by a Japanese artist right there at the banquet in fifteen minutes. That very same man is now, curiously enough, director of all Japanese art and curator of the National Art Museum at Tokio. He also showed us the servant's quarters, a genuine picture of Florence by Turner, a real Chippendale chiffon- ier, and his own private bathroom. Then he took us out to see the upstairs sleeping porch from which it was easi- ly possible to see Lady Jane's tower. It was over Lady Jane's tower that Mr. Clergue first saw the funnel shaped