and fossils for its decoration? Even a filigree basket, which had at least the grace of impermanence, seems desirable by comparison with a grotto. It will be remembered also that Madame de Rosier, the "Good French Governess," traces her lost son, that "promising young man of fourteen," by means of a box he has made out of refuse bits of shell thrown aside in a London restaurant; while the son in turn discovers a faithful family servant through the medium of a painted pasteboard dog, which the equally ingenious domestic has exposed for sale in a shop. It was a good thing in Miss Edgeworth's day to cultivate the "ornamental arts," were it only for the reunion of families.
Pasteboard, a most ungrateful and unyielding material, was the basis of so many household decorations that a little volume, published in the beginning of the last century, is devoted exclusively to its possibilities. This book, which went through repeated editions, is called "The Art of Working in Pasteboard upon Scientific Principles"; and it gives minute directions for making boxes, baskets, tea-trays, caddies,—even candlesticks, and "an inkstand in the
