A bit of egg shell sticking to a cracked teacup was stolen as a relic of Washington's last breakfast in Smalltown.
* * * * * "While willow-pattern china was passing into other hands the Spectator made a discovery.

A curious piece of polished, crooked mahogany was seen lying between soup tureens and gravy boats.

He picked it up cautiously, fearing to attract attention, and, with one eye everywhere else, scanned it closely.

What a curious paper-knife! he thought, and slyly tucked it back of a pile of plates.

This must be kept track of; it may prove a veritable prize.