IT IS distressing to see the announcement of the Christmas Eve gala dinner at a popular London Restaurant, an announcement that is grossly offensive to the Christian sentiment. Among the items of the menu we notice, Filets de Sole Béthléem, Sauce Divine, and Plum Pudding au Feu Eternal. Apart from the drivelling fatuity of such a programme, the items to which we specially allude are quite shockingly profane. We might add that, whoever was responsible for the menu, he must have been a person devoid alike of good taste and of ordinary intelligence. English people, on the whole, retain the Christian instinct, and at Christmastime this instinct particularly manifests itself in a recollection of the Manger at Bethlehem. But for that recollection the Christmas gala dinner would never have been possible, and it shows a lack of intelligence to introduce into its programme details that, if they moved an idiot here and there to laughter, would offend the better feelings of all their decent and sober guests. As we go to press, we see that another hotel has followed suit with such attractions as <i>Velouté Madeleine, Salade Nazareth</i>, and <i>Pêches Santa Maria</i>. We believe that a remonstrance has been addressed to the management of one of these hotels, and we hope it will not be without effect.