Lost, o lost
Evelyn Waugh regrets to announce that he has lost a walking stick made of oak, preposterously short with a metal band around it. It is a thing of no possible value to anyone but himself; for him it is an incalculable loss. If it should fall into the hands of any honest or kindly man or woman, will he or she bring it to the Isis office, and what so poor a man as Mr. Waugh is can do, shall not be lacking.
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