A YEAR may be an arbitrary division of time, but there is (for most of us) a real and unique experience in the passing from the Old Year to the New. In these few moments of transition, we run through the whole gamut of emotions-reminiscence, always a little solemn, of the year that is going, with all the joys and sorrows that it has brought ; recollection of old friends, again only too often tinged with sadness ; the thrill thit comes with the moment when the New Year is born, and the wild hilarity that always springs up to greet it. Some such swift sequence of moods will find its reflection in the programme that will usher in 1929.