Jamieson describes the game differently. He says—The players being equally divided, and a certain space being marked out between them, each lays down one or more wadds, or pledges, at that extremity where the party to which he belongs choose their station. A boundary being fixed, the object is to carry off the wadds from the one of these to the other. The two parties advancing to the boundary seize the first opportunity of crossing it, by making inroads on the territories of the other. If one who crosses the line is seized by the opposite party before he has touched any of their wadds, he is set down beside them as a prisoner, and receives the name of a “stinker;” nor can he be released until one of his own party can touch him without being intercepted by any of the others, in which case he is free. If any one is caught in the act of carrying off a wadd, it is taken from him; but he cannot be detained as a prisoner, in consequence of his having touched it. If he can cross the intermediate line with it, the pursuit is at an end. When one party has carried off to their ground all the wadds of the other the game is finished. Waggles A game of tip-cat. Four boys stand at the corners of a large paving-stone; two have sticks, the other two are feeders, and throw the piece of wood called a “cat.” The batters act much in the same way as in cricket, except that the cat must be hit whilst in the air. The batter hits it as far away as possible, and whilst the feeder is fetching it, gets, if possible, a run, which counts to his side. If either of the cats fall to the ground both batters go out, and the feeders take their place. A game called “Whacks” is played in a similar way.—London Streets (F. H. Low, _Strand Magazine_, Nov. 1891). See “Tip-cat.” Wallflowers [Music] —Nottingham (Miss Youngman). [Music] —Connell Ferry, near Oban (Miss Harrison). [Music] —Beddgelert (Mrs. Williams). [Music] —Ogbourne, Wilts. (H. S. May). [Music] —Longcot choir girls, Berks. (Miss I. Barclay). I. Wallflowers, wallflowers, growing up so high, All of you young ladies are sure to die. Excepting ——, she’s the best of all. She can hop, and she can skip, And she can turn a candlestick. Oh my, fie for shame, turn your face to the wall again. —Fernham and Longcot (Miss I. Barclay). II. Wallflowers, wallflowers, Growing up so high, All you young ladies Are meant to die. Excepting little ——, She is the best of all. She can skip, and she can dance, She can turn the candlestick. O my, fie for shame, Turn your back to the wall again. —From London maidservant (Miss E. Chase). [Illustration]