"I've got it!" shouted Bob, dropping his pencil.
"So've I," echoed Mamie.
"Now for a grand exhibition!" said papa, collecting the papers, and laying them in a row on the table.
Bob had made a parrot out of his "wiggle," papa a graceful floating figure, Mamie a high-heeled shoe, and I a fool with cap and bells.
"Now," said papa, "do you see why this is called 'Recondite Forms'? In this first line all the other figures were hidden, and it took only a few pencil strokes to bring them out."
"Yes, I see," said Bob. "Now let's try some more wiggles."
"Wiggles!" said papa; "I don't know but that's a better name than the other."
"Oh yes; re-con-dite is awful hard," said Mamie.
"Wiggles it is, then," said papa.
And "wiggles" it has been ever since. I will add, for the benefit of those outside my own small circle, that instead of French note-paper, the common white wrapping-paper, such as grocers use in tying up parcels of tea, is just as good for the purpose, and a great deal cheaper. With several sheets of this, and two or three lead-pencils, "wiggles" may be played for a whole evening.