SIR KNIGHT P. CONN wishes to know the best tray for the dark-room,

the best for a toning-tray, and the best kind of plates to use. A

celluloid or gutta-percha tray is a good one for developing

solution, and an amber-glass tray for the hypo. If one uses a glass

tray for hypo he never mistakes the hypo for the developing-tray. A

white porcelain tray is a good one for a toning-tray. There are so

many kinds of plates, or rather brands of plates, made that there

is little choice between those made by reliable manufacturers. No

one plate can be used for all kinds of work. Some subjects require

a slow plate, some a very quick plate. A medium rapid plate is the

better plate for general use in all-round work. A very rapid plate

is needed for instantaneous. If our correspondent has trouble with

his plates, please write to the editor.

G. I. J. asks how the tint first obtained on the paper in printing

can be preserved, if the toning-bath that tones the

florograph-paper can be used for other papers, and if a picture can

be easily over-developed. The reddish tone of the picture may be

preserved by simply fixing the print in a solution of hypo without

previous toning, or it may be slightly toned and then fixed. The

toning-bath mentioned can be used for other papers. If the

developer is very strong and works quickly, it is very easy to

over-develop a plate. To find out when the development has been

carried far enough, take the plate out of the solution and look

through it toward the red light. If the picture is clearly defined,

and detail well out in the shadows, the plate is developed enough.

SIR KNIGHT RALPH WEAND encloses two prints and asks what is the

matter with them. The reason why the pictures are so indistinct is

that the plate was not exposed long enough, causing the shadows to

appear as black patches instead of showing detail. A little longer

exposure would correct this defect. A formula for plain paper is

desired. This formula will be found in Nos. 706 and 803. It was

also reprinted in the circular issued last fall.

SIR KNIGHT FRED TAYLOR asks the reason of the spots on the finished

prints. Spots are caused by black spots in the negative, from

imperfections in the paper, and from imperfect toning-bath. Stains

on the print are caused from careless handling in the toning-bath.

The face of the print should never be touched, but the prints

lifted by the edges. Hypo will cause spots, if any comes in contact

with the face of the print. Care should be taken that the hands are

perfectly clean when toning and fixing pictures. Sir Knight Fred

sends the following directions for making a vignetting mask, which

he hopes will be of benefit to the members of the club. Take a box

cover that fits the printing-frame and cut a hole in it as large as

the plate. Over it paste a piece of opaque paper, and make an

opening any shape desired for the vignette--either pear-shaped,

oval, round, etc. Cut little slits all round the edge of this, and

over it paste a sheet of tissue-paper. Place the cover over the

printing-frame and print. If the cover is attached to the frame the

progress of the print can be examined without changing the shape of

the vignette. Sir Fred asks for some hints on retouching.

Directions for retouching will be printed in an early number of the

ROUND TABLE.

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[Illustration]

SHOOTING THE RAPIDS.

TO SHOOT THE RAPIDS SIMPLE SAMMY HEARD 'TWAS VERY BRAVE,

SO DOWN BEHIND THE HOUSE HE WENT AND SHOT INTO THE WAVE.

* * * * *

FROM THE SEASHORE.

NEW USE FOR A SAND HOLE.

BOBBIE (_who has been digging in the sand for an hour_). "Mollie, come

here and look at the beautiful hole I've dug!"

MOLLIE. "My! ain't it lovely! If you'll give it to me I'll take it home

with me, and use it for a scrap-basket."

* * * * *

LOST.

"Hi, mamma! come here!" cried Willie; "see this funny insect."

"That's what they call a sand-fiddler," said his mother.

"Poor little bug," said Willie, looking all around him. "I guess he's

lost his fiddle."

* * * * *

HARD TO TAKE.

"Well, Tommie, I saw you go into the tin-type-man's place this morning."

"Yes; but I'd oughter known better. It didn't take. I don't ever get

took. When I was waxinated it didn't take either."

* * * * *

A LITTLE GIRL'S VIEW.

"Hoh!" cried little Janie, as the photographer came down to take a

picture of the ocean. "He'll never get a picture of the ocean. It don't

never stand still long enough."

* * * * *

A TERRIBLE CHANGE.

After Polly had been at the seashore for a week she ran in to her mother

weeping.

"Oh, mamma! mamma!" she cried, holding up her brown little hand. "I'm

a-turnin' into a 'ittle darky goyl!"

* * * * *

A FISH STORY.

There is an old darky who can be found any day perched on such freight

as may rest on the platform of the little station at S---- up in Maine.

He has a cheerful word for every one that will greet him, and was never

known to lose his good-humor except on one occasion. One morning he was

as usual perched on a bale of straw, but instead of whittling at a piece

of stick, a habit of his, he sat with his face in his hands, gazing

mournfully out over the little lake that stretched away among the hills.

It was then I noticed that his nose had assumed enormous proportions,

almost shutting out his eyes.

"Why, Ike, what's the matter with your nose?"

He shook his head sadly, and inquired if I had a little "baccy." I

handed him some, and waited for an explanation about his nose.

"I's neber gwan ter fish no mo', sah--no, sah! neber no mo'; 'cause

dat's whar I's got dat nose, youse see."

"How did it happen, Ike? Tell us; perhaps we can fix you up."

"See dat little neck er-runnin' out past de big mountain ober dar? Well,

round dat neck dere's a cove, and dere's as fine er trout stream runs in

dere as dey has 'bout dis place. Ise was er-fishin' dere de oder day,

when Ise seed er big one flittin' by a rock dat's dere. Ise thrashed dat

spot by de hour, and dat trout he done come an' look at de fly, an'

den--yes, sah, den dat trout laugh at me an' swim 'way. I's tried

eberyt'ing to ketch him, but 'twa'n't any use. Den Ise grew er-thinkin'.

What he do 'round dat stone all de time? So Ise rested very quiet and

watched dat stone. Pretty soon Ise see er bee hummin' 'round close to de

water and near de stone, and Ise see de trout make er leap fer him.

"Dat settled it; Ise knew what ter ketch 'im wid. Ise just caught er bee

an' put de hook in between de wings, where it wouldn't hurt him. Den Ise

casted. Yah, yah!--he! he! Dat trout he made one leap an' he had de bee;

but de fight was awful. He done paid no 'tention ter me, but he an' de

bee wuz er-havin' it out--and how dey did fight! Ise got him on de bank

at last, and dere's whar my trouble came in. Ise opened his mouth ter

get de hook out, when out flew dat bee, and he wuz mad. Yes, sah, he

just been er-waitin' fer me, Ise know, an' he landed plumb on my nose.

Youse see de result. But dat's only part ob it. De trout he swelled up

de same way. He wuz five pounds when Ise first ketched him, but when he

was done swellin' he was too heavy ter carry home."

We silently left Ike to continue his mournful contemplation of the lake.

* * * * *

JACK'S PROBLEM.

JACK (_mystified_). "Papa, there's one thing I don't understand

kerzactly."

PAPA. "Well, what is that?"

JACK. "I dig a hole here on the beach, and a wave comes along and washes

over it, and goes back again. Then I find the hole all filled up with

sand. I thought the ocean was made of water, but it seems to me it's

nothin' but sand."

* * * * *

NO STOPPING-PLACE.

STRANGE LITTLE GIRL (_at Long Branch_). "Where are you stoppin'?"

LITTLE BOY. "We ain't. We're all the time a-movin'."

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