Buff, or, as she is more elegantly called by the French, "Colin Maillard," has not her eyes bandaged : on the contrary, she has need of all her penetration. A sheet is hung from the ceiling, as though for the performance of a magic-lantern, before which "Colin Maillard " takes her seat on a low footstool, so that her shadow does not fall upon the cloth. All the lights are extinguished, with the exception of a single candle placed on a small stand at some little distance behind her. When these preparations are completed, the other players form a sort of procession, and pass, one after another, between their seated companion (who is strictly forbidden to turn her head) and the table on which the lighted candle is placed. The light being thus intercepted by each of the persons passing before it, a series of shadows, distinctly enough defined, are naturally cast upon the white cloth; and these, as they file slowly before her, "Colin Maillard " is obliged to identify, the errors she may fall into being received with shouts of laughter. It is scarcely necessary to say that each performer, when passing before the light, endeavors to change as much as possible her general appearance, figure, and gait, so as to be less easily recognized. It is not customary to exact forfeits at this game, but a great many might be obtained by making each correct guess claim one from the person whose identity is thus detected.