Having learned it—which I am sure you can do in an hour—get two large-size needles of steel, or ivory, or wood—I like to use wood—and a ball of the very coarsest tidy cotton you can find, and set to work. Cast on as many stitches as the needle will conveniently carry, and knit back and forth, back and forth industriously, until you have a strip a yard long. Oh! it will require patience and industry; I told you that in the beginning, you know. Having finished the strip begin again, and make another precisely like it; then a third, and perhaps, if your needles are not very long, a fourth—you might consult with mamma or Auntie as to that. When the four are finished—in order to be sure to have the article large enough we will say four—fold the side edges of two neatly together, and knit them together with a crochet hook, or sew them with a needle and some of the tidy cotton, as you will; add the third and fourth in the same manner, and when all is complete if you do not have a bath towel which will please papa better than any Turkish towel he ever bought, I shall be astonished and disappointed. For fear of discouraging you at the outset, I mentioned a yard as the length, but let me whisper to you, entirely in confidence, that if you should make it a yard and a half long, or even a trifle longer, papa would like it better still. You see I have heard the gentlemen groan over short bathing towels, and I know all about it. You see with how very little expense such an article could be made, and I really do not know of any one thing which will add more to the comfort of the toilet. Some gentlemen like very coarse and rough bathing towels, in which case macremé cord is sometimes used instead of tidy cotton; probably mamma could advise you wisely in this direction, also. If you undertake such a gift, I hope you will have the kindness to write and tell me how you succeeded, when and how the gift was presented, what was said, and all about it. Your friend, PANSY. * * * * * IF anything unkind you hear About some one you know, my dear, Do not, I pray you, it repeat When you that some one chance to meet; For such news has a leaden way Of clouding o’er a sunny day. But if you something pleasant hear About some one you know, my dear, Make haste—to make great haste ’twere well, To her or him the same to tell; For such news has a golden way Of lighting up a cloudy day.—_Selected._ [Illustration] A Walking Wonder Sir Geoffrey had a little son Who liked to strut about And wave a sword or shoot a bow And raise a martial shout. One day he saw a sight like this [Helmet walking with four legs and a tail] And did he run? Oh, no! He caught this walking helmet fast And raised the visor so! [Cat under helmet]