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CHARADES.

NO 1.

An old man lay on a bed of death,
Slowly drawing each labored breath;
His pulse was felt by a friendly hand,
While the doctor issued a stern command
To swallow my first without delay,
If he wished to live till another day.
At this the patient looked my second,
And slowly spoke: “When Death has beckoned,
In vain the doctor’s healing art;
I now am called, and I depart;
I’m glad I’ve lasted till my third.”
The listeners scarcely caught the word
With which escaped the unfettered soul,
And finished then his long my whole.

H. C.

NO 2.

When I’m my first, I lie in bed;
My second wins me gold;
My third I keep safe in my head;
My fourth you may behold
In all its pride, when victory
Shall bid my whole light up the sky.

ARITHMETICAL PUZZLES.

NO 1.

In a gale of wind, the top part of a flagstaff in my neighbor’s garden was broken off, and struck the ground in my garden at a distance of 15 feet from the bottom of the pole, and in its fall broke two vases, worth $63.25 apiece. My neighbor, in paying for these vases, made four payments. The second payment was twice as much as the first; the third amounted to three times as much as the first; and the last amounted to five times as much as the first.

Supposing the broken piece of flagstaff to measure 39 feet, what was the length of the whole pole, and what did my neighbor pay at each payment?

NO 2.

100 1 5 1 50.

This is what all young people ought to be.

ENIGMA. No 1.

I am composed of 13 letters. My 8, 10, is an abrupt dismissal. My 11, 5, 7, 8, is not short. My 9, 1, 3, 12, goes well with a knife. My 13, 12, 6, 7, 12, is an unpleasant animal. My 13, 1, 3, 3, 4, is what you will be if you can’t discover me. My 4, 1, 11, 12, is part of an egg. My 9, 3, 5, 8, 13, a Frenchman would eat. My 9, 2, 7, you like now. My whole I hope you will always like.