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AMERICAN AGRICULTURIST. 
[AuGtrer, 
MORE FRIGHTENED THAN HURT. — Drawn, and Engra,x^l fof the A 
niericwi Affi'icuUtuiat. 
HIDDEN GAMES. 
1. Harry threw his top out of the winflow. 2. Here, 
Tom, run with these boot-jicks to Nei?bit Hall's store. 
3. If you waut to see a Ruta-h.iija. tell Enos to bring you 
one. 4. I know it was George Dclmar, bless the dear 
\my. 5. Good, <rood ! O Min, O Essie and Kate, come 
quickly and see this. A. Savinnb. 
TRANSPOSED APHORISM. 
Clem crams tomatoes far. 
AHSWERS TO PUZZLES IN THE JUNE NUMBER. 
Anagrams.— 1. Anthorities. 2. Skirmishes. 3. Drawbaek. 
4. Substratum. 5. SIgniflc-ince. 6. Brotherliood. 7 Aero- 
liaats. 8. Importance. 9. Apurehension. 10. Departure. 
Chabade.— Orange. (" Or," tlie French for gold ; " anBC." 
fingel.) 
Concealed S<iUABE Word.— E V E N 
VANE 
ENDS 
N E S T 
Cboss-Word.— I. Napoleon. 2. C.iptain Paul Pennock. 
NcMKRiOAL Enigma.— 1. Alberta Clara Smith. 3 Den- 
mark. 
DoimLE AoKOSTio.— E— e — L Evangeline. 
Longfellow. 
AUTHORS.- 1. Gore. 
Smiles. 5. Motley. 
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utnm— N 
amin— li 
rie — P 
E— yrl — E 
L — ega — L 
I— nfldo— L 
N- cb -O 
E— sclie— W 
2. Juyenal (Juvenile). 
Mill. 
3. Lever. 4. 
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Alphabetical Arithmetic- 107)943265(8313, 
Dice Park. 
POZZLE.— MIMIC. 
Pi.— Kewnrds and punlshmeuts are the basis of good 
ftovernment. 
6'«irf cmnmuincndons iiit>^iidf'.l for Aunt S'jf lo Box 111, 
F. c?., By-wklyn^ N. Y., mid noi to 245 Broadway. 
Well, MiBS. yoa were not brought up in the country, or 
you would not be so frightened at that poor thing. If 
you once get through the gate and reach the house in 
safety, we can guess what a story you will tell so soon 
as you can get breath.—" What is the matter, my child ? 
You are all out of breath.'"—" Oh. mother I let ue go 
home ; such a horrid monster, and all loose too 1 Some- 
thing like an elephant, but not quite so big, but just 
such thick legs and round back.— No, it didn't have any 
trunk, but its neck was, oh 1 so long, and such eyes.— I 
shall be afraid to go away from the houee ogain. Do let 
us go home, there are no such awfnl creatures in the 
city." — Just then Cousin Charley called " Lucy, Lucy, 
look here. I've found one for you. I've been looking 
for one ever since you have been here, and here is a real 
prime one."— Lucy wont down, and Charley, as he placed 
the " one " on the grass, was much astonished to hear a 
scream, and a cry of "Mother, here it is I " and to see 
Lucy rush for the house. — " Well now, if city girls don't 
beat all, that girl is afraid of a Box-turkle, as if that 
would ever hurt anybody. Come here. Lucy. U won't 
hurt you."— By this time, Lucy seeing her cousin handle 
the "monster," found it was nothing like as large as her 
fears had made it, and behaved more Bensihly.— "There," 
said Charley, with pride, "did you over see a handsomer 
tnrkle than that. I found it just t'other side of the gate, 
and you shall have it all for your own to take home with 
you."— "Now, Charley, don't say * tnrkle, ■■ didn't I rend 
in the geography that thoy were tiirlle'^, and people in 
Florida caught them when they came ashore from the 
sea, and sold them to make turtle, not '■tt/rUe'' soup."— 
"Well. I know turkle isn't right, but all the boys say so 
and its hard to get out of the way of it, but you havn't 
read as much about turtles as I have, or you would know 
there were sea-turtles, (whoppers those are.) frcsli-watcr 
turtles, (some of them are snappers, I tell you), and land- 
turtles. In some countries, away off, the land turtles get 
big enough to carry a man, but here they are only about 
as big as a pint bowl."—" But you called it a box-turtle 
just now."—" So I did, and that's what it is, just see on 
the under side, most turk— turtles, have this lower shell 
all in one piece, but this has got a hinge orjinte to it."— 
" Charley, joiut, not 'Jinte.'' "—"Now see thie^n^ lets 
it shut up the shell ; he has only to pull in head, tall, 
and legs, shut up shop, and there he ie."— "It is very 
curious, but what should I do with it if I took it home ? * 
— "Do? just nothingbuttet it runin the yard. Why Un- 
cle George, who used to live in the city, had one in his 
yard years and years. It burrowed in the ground every 
fall, and came out every spring. Uncle said that he 
could always tell when it was going to rain by tho way 
"Tudy" walked around and stretched out his neck. 
And the worms and things that Tudy ato^whewl"— 
" Tudy'a a queer name for a turtle."—" Uncle Is one of 
those men who have names for everything. Ho knows 
all the bugs and things by name— why, Lucy, do yo» 
know that even the grasses and weeds have g»t namee— 
and such names— worse than Archipelago. Ho said thii 
turtle was Cistudo Virginica. but this was too long foe 
everyday use, and so they called him Tudy^"— *' What 
shall I feed it on? "—"Nothing, he'll feed himself in 
your back yard. I don't know how many years they 
live, but they have been found with the dale cut on tUe 
shell— oh, ever so long ago."— "But maybe mother 
won't let me take it home."— Her mother came along 
just in time to hear this, and said: "Yes. my child, take 
it, because Charley has been so thoughtful as to catcU 
it for you, and I hope it may live in our city yard for 
many years, to remind you of your foolish fright, and t« 
teach you to always look at a thing before you run from 
it, and to remind you of the day when your ^iny fears 
made a harmless little turtle seem a terrible maneter/' 
