44. Alice of Old Vincennes. MAURICE THOMPSON. 45. Under Two Flags. OUIDA. 46. Eben Holden. IRVING BACHELLER. 47. Beside the Bonny Briar Bush. IAN MACLAREN (WATSON). 48. Uncle Tom's Cabin. H. B. STOWE. 49. The Old Mam'selle's Secret. E. MARLITT. 50. Red as a Rose is She. RHODA BROUGHTON. 51. The Wooing O't. MRS. ALEXANDER. 52. In the Palace of the King. F. MARION Crawford. 53. When Knighthood Was in Flower. CHAS. MAJOR. 54. Middlemarch. GEO. ELIOT. 55. Lady Rose's Daughter. MRS. H. WARD. 56. Hard Cash. CHAS. READE. 57. All Sorts and Conditions of Men. WALTER BESANT. 58. A Chance Acquaintance. W. D. HOWELLS. 59. Sherlock Holmes. CONAN DOYLE. 60. The Crisis. WINSTON CHURCHILL. 61. Our Mutual Friend. CHARLES DICKENS. 62. Mr. Barnes of New York. A. C. GUNTER. 63. Great Expectations. CHARLES DICKENS. 64. Old Myddleton's Money. MARY CECIL HAY. 65. The Leavenworth Case. ANNA KATHARINE GREEN. 66. The Virginian. OWEN WISTER. 67. The Christian. HALL CAINE. 68. The Little Minister. J. M. BARRIE. 69. Next Door. CLARA L. BURNHAM. 70. Janice Meredith. PAUL L. FORD. 71. Gordon Keith. THOS. N. PAGE. 72. The Landlord at Lion's Head. W. D. HOWELLS. 73. Monsieur Beaucaire. BOOTH TARKINGTON. 74. A Gentleman of France. STANLEY WEYMAN. 75. Called Back. HUGH CONWAY. 76. The Wide, Wide World. SUSAN WARNER. 77. Quo Vadis. H. SIENKIEWICZ. 78. Looking Backward. EDWARD BELLAMY. 79. She. RIDER HAGGARD. 80. A New England Nun. MARY E. WILKINS. A Souvenir Post Card Party NEARLY every town of any size has its own individual postals, and in this day and generation every one is the recipient of many of these charming reminders of travel, both at home and abroad. Something original in the way of entertaining for either dinner, luncheon, or afternoon was given by the hostess when she planned this affair. The rooms were decorated with postals fastened together by holes punched in the corners and ribbons run through them. Panels were formed in this way and made a most effective decoration. Cards were stuck in picture frames, placed on tables, on the mantels, and every spot where they would attract attention. These cards were topics of conversation which was very animated. "Do you remember?" and "That reminds me" were expressions heard on all sides. Invitations were sent out on local souvenir cards. Then for place cards at this luncheon the hostess had mailed cards to the guests, ten in number, addressing them to her own house number. By these they found their places at the table. Each one was asked to come prepared to relate some incident of travel, either humorous, startling, or pathetic. A vote was taken as to the best story in each class, and souvenirs were awarded, inexpensive articles which the hostess had collected with this party in mind. Souvenir spoons were used, and the table linen came from Ireland. The menu consisted of grape fruit, creamed potatoes served in ramakins, whole wheat bread, cherry salad made by replacing the pits of California cherries with hazel nuts, serving it on head lettuce leaves with a rich mayonnaise dressing, and cheese wafers; ice cream was served in halves of cantaloupe with small cakes. The bonbons were in dress-suit boxes, and the almonds in miniature bandboxes, which were given the guests for favors. Iced tea was the beverage, with a bit of lemon and a candied cherry in it. A Fad Party "WHAT Won't Peggy think of next," was the exclamation. when the little note written on the gray paper with the red initials at the top fluttered down on my desk. "Come to my party at 8, Tuesday night, and wear your pet hobby." Peggy's hobby might have been recognized in her gray stationery, which she affected year in and year out with its plain red markings. Well, this is what I found that night in the great livingroom, where we all loved to assemble just the funniest conglomeration, the eccentricities of genius personified, as one clever maiden said. There was the postage stamp fiend wearing a motley collection pasted on various parts of his clothing, even on face, hands, and hair. The girl who was making silk quilts out of scraps of her party gowns and those of her friends presented a picture akin to Joseph and his coat of many colors, while the naturalist of the crowd had bugs and butterflies, toads and lizards, crawling over his clothes in a most realistic manner. The girl who was going in for physical culture had a necklace of tiny Indian clubs and dumb-bells. Of course the camera crank went around trying to "take" everybody, and the collector of autographs was on hand with notebook and pencil. One girl wore a doll's cup and saucer on a long chain, and there were numerous spoons worn as hair ornaments, showing the fad of the wearers. One of the drollest figures was the hand-made furniture man; he carried a set of doll's chairs, tables, and a bed, of which he insisted on showing the construction. Altogether it was a most amusing party. A Spool Party THIS party was certainly a novelty for the twelve little guests who were invited to spend the hours from three to five with the six-year-old hostess. The oldest child asked had passed her ninth birthday, and she proved a decided help in assisting to amuse the younger ones. This mother said she had been saving spools for months, begging them of her friends, and had even done an extra amount of sewing to get sufficient spools for this party. First, dolls were made from spools by inserting a pasteboard nose in a slit and doing the face with a tiny brush and black |