THE NICETIES OF CLOTHES ECONOMY.
"Good Lord! That fellow's actually had his overalls patched!"
"Darned little fop."
THE CAP THAT FITS.
"Gerald, dear," said my wife the other evening, "I wish you'd write and order some more notepaper; we've hardly any left."
"All right, Margaret. What sort do you want? The last lot was beastly—too thick to make into spills and not large enough for drawing up the fire."
"Well, here's a list of the different kinds they have in stock at Jones and Robinson's."
I took it from her and glanced through it. "What do you say to 'Cream Laid,' Margaret? I like the sound of that. It will make me feel so nice and cool in the hot weather to think of the rows of fresh-faced country girls, in their spotless white overalls, pouring the cream delicately over the paper. I wonder how they get it to stop exactly at the edge?"
"It wants a very cool head and steady hand, I expect," said Margaret; "they'd all be picked cream-layers, of course. But how would you like 'thick hand-made paper with deckle edges'? What are deckle edges, I wonder; and how is paper hand-made?"