But why give the paper another name? Because the Order of the Round Table, founded by HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE four years ago, has grown to such enormous proportions, has spread so far and wide, has gone into so many corners of the States of the Union, and European countries as well, that it demands some definite recognition, as one of the largest organizations of its kind in the world. But the title HARPER'S ROUND TABLE means something more than this. It not only acknowledges the growth, the power, and the interest of the Order of the Round Table, but it is the journal which goes into the home of its readers as they sit about the family "round table" of an evening. It brings with it reading of interest to the children and to the young men and women of the family, as well as to the parents; and its purpose is to introduce and maintain in the family of this nineteenth century some of the manly qualities, some of the chivalry, honesty, and uprightness which have made the Table Round of King Arthur so famous in history. HARPER'S ROUND TABLE represents the chivalry of brother to sister and sister to brother, children to parents and parents to children, in this present day. It maintains that all the good qualities of King Arthur's Order are equally applicable and necessary in the family circle of to-day, and it purposes to stand for them week by week. The ROUND TABLE, therefore, is not only the title of a great organization of young Americans, but it also stands for a periodical which should be a welcome visitor in every family circle. Its readers will find in its pages amusement, interest, instruction, as well as suggestions of what courtesy and courage mean, and what they can accomplish. HARPER'S ROUND TABLE is HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE in a larger form, with its field broadened and its interest increased. You will endorse this change, not only for itself, but because it also furnishes you with more reading matter than was promised you when you subscribed for HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE.
"Oh, the days when I was happy!" Sighed a pensive little Jappy, As the crystal tears rolled down and washed the color from his cheek. On the table in my study Sweetly smiling, round, and ruddy. Many years he had been standing in a china jar unique.