Dutchmen have never been remarkable for bashfulness. lii matters of commerce they are credited with asking too much and offering too little, which exactly explains the position occupied by a-nomad named Nylands from the lost cities of the Zuider Zee, whose mission in life is to exchange a map he has got for the head of Mr Balfour, First Lord of the Treasury. He has tried various police magistrates and the Lord Chief Justice, but they have all told him in effect that his map wa3 not worth one of Mr Balfour's old hats, far less his head ; so the other day he meandered into the Court of Appeal to see what effect he could produce on Lord Esher. The Dutchman has some difficulty in expressing himself intelligibly iu English, and speaks with what appears to be a stutter. He explained to the Lords of Appeal that he w-wanted a w-w-warrant for the arrest of the F-F-First Lord of the Treasury. " What ha 3 the ¥i st Lord of the Treasury clone to you?" asked Lord Justice Kay, mildly. "I-i-if your L-Lord ship will 1-look at this map, and these b-b-laek spots"—as he spoke the Dutch man unrolled a piece of parchment with hieroglyphics on it, and spread it before the Court. "Is that a map of the measles ? " asked Lord E3her ; " there seems to be plenty of smudges on it." " N-n-no, my lord," was the answer ; " it's to s-s-show the dd-dangerous stale the country would be in if there w-w-was an invasion. Why, my 1-1-lon 1 , we should bj d-d-decimated. I am d-il-doing all this for the benefit of the n-n-nation." " Tray, sir, are you an English man?" demanded Lord Justice Kay. "N-n-no, sir," replied the man from the Zuider Zee. " I have the h-h-honor to bo a Dutchman." " Really it is very good of you to stir for the benefit of the nation, but the Court has no power to grant you what you ask," said Lord Justice Kay. " And if it had," added the Master of the Rolls plea santly, "it would not exercise it." "Then vv-w-'what am Itodo ?" cried the Hollander. "Where did you say you came from?" queried Lord Justice Kay. 