LINES on a skeleton. 
tq 0ME forty years ago the following poem was found in the 
London Mommy Chronicle. Every effort was vainly made to 
discover the author, even to the offering of a reward of fifty 
guineas. All that ever transpired was, that the poem, in a 
fair clerkly hand, w as found near a skeleton of remarkable 
symmetry of ft rai In the museum of the Royal College oi 
Burgeons’, Lincoln’s Inn. London, and that the curator of the 
Museum sent them to the Morning Chronicle ] 
Bkhold this ruin I ’Twas a skull 
Once of ethereal spirit full, 
This narrow cell was Life's retreat, 
Tills space was Thought* mysterious scat. 
What beauteous visions tilled this spot 1 
What dreams of pleasure long forgot! 
Nor hope, nor Joy, nor love, nor fear, 
Have left one trace of record here. 
Beneath this mouldering canopy, 
Once shone the bright and busy eye ; 
But start uot at the dismal void— 
if social love that eye employed, 
If with no lawless tire it gleamed, 
But through the dews Of kindness beamed. 
That eye shall he tores er bright 
When stars and sun are sunk in night. 
Within this hollow cavern hung 
The ready, swift aud tuneful tongue. 
If falsehood's honey i disdained, 
And when it could not. praise, was chained ; 
If bold iu virtue's cause it rpoke, 
Vet gentle concord never broke 1 
This silent tongue shall plead for thee 
When time unveils eternity. 
8»y, did these fingers delve the mine ( 
Or with the envied rubies shine ? 
To hew the. rock or wear the gem, 
Can little now avail to them. 
But if the page of truth they sought, 
Or comfort to the mourner brought, 
These hands a richer meed hall claim 
Than all that wait ou wealth or iarne. 
was every thought of her husband ! Her lips were She had suddenly awakened as from a dream-a * J 
... . r „ | long, weary, troubled, exhausting dream; and the 
1 And now Mrs. Howland left her chamber again, language of her heart was:—“ Thank God that I am . ~ 
Her slinnered ieet gave no sound as they moved awake 1” . There is no 
over [he carpet, and she came to the open door of As they sat at breakfast on the next mormng Mrs. husband thank, 
the sitUng-room without betraying a sign of her ap- Howland noticed a change m the expression of her WhiLE fitand 
-roach There she stood still. Mr. Howland was husband's face as he looked at her across the table, ^ ma n group w« 
not Vl the table reading, as she bad left him; but at letting his eyes dwell upon her with unusual inter- wben a iriend 
his secretary, which was open. He was reclining csk It was a pleased, almost admiring expression. Bill that “the i 
his L ead on one band, and gazing down upon some- She was in no doubt as to the cause, for she had at- vest laPt wiute 
thing held in the other, and seemed wholly absorbed, tired herself with scrupulous care m a clean, bright Bil , dryly askei 
For more than a minute he remained in this fixed morning wrapper, and wore a cap fastened at one an kkh (ice si( 
airihiBo h>R wife, as Rtill as himself Then a long side with a ruby hair-pin, andornamen i e' wit, w0 It was said <i 
Wit autl Him#*. _ 
jVimcrtiscmcnts. 
his secretary, which was open. He was reclining 
his head on one band, and gazing down npon some¬ 
thing held in the other, and seemed wholly absorbed. 
For more than a minute he remained in this fixed 
attitude, his wife as still as himself Then a long side with a ruby mur-pin, w «, 
sigh trembled on the air; and then, lifting the object or three small P mk bows and a sprig of flower*. A 
on which his gaze was directed, Mr. Howland press- plain linen collar, pinned with a cameo, was around 
ed it to his lips, kissing it almost passionately three her neck. And, better than all, she had banished 
or lour times. A wild throb leaped along Mrs. every sign of discontent and fretfulneps irom her 
Howland’s veins. Then her heart grew still as in face. 
the presence of some unknown, but stupendous evil. “How sweet mother looks this morning, said 
Something impelled her to spring forward and read Mr. Howland, glancing at one of the children w 
.k 5c and something as strongly held her sat near her, and smiling one of his old bright 
There is no place like home, and the henpecked 
husband thanks God for the fact. 
While standing at a window around which a 
small group were gathered, an ice cart passed by, 
when a friend remarked to our venerable Uncle 
Bill that ll the icc company reaped a very small har¬ 
vest last winter. Turning to the speaker, Uncle 
Bill dryly asked, “Do they reap their harvests with 
an icicle (ice sickle)?” 
It was said of a rich miser that he died of gTeat 
want—the want of more money. 
« Well, that’s always the way with telegraph 
folks!” exclaimed Mrs. Mellow. “The good news 
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this mystery, and something as strongly held her 
back. As she stood, pale now and in a tremor, the 
object was* kissed again, and then returned to a 
drawer in the secretary from which it bad been ta¬ 
ken. In this act, for an instant the miniature of a 
smiles. 
“ Don’t she,” answered the little one, lifting her 
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KHM m |iUD C«V.- v. ku L uu iu i- -— ■ _ . , i i 
lady met the gaze of Mrs. Howland ! Locking the Allie scrambled down from her chair, in new-born 
drawer, her husband placed the key in his pocket, admiration of her mother, and put. up her rosy 
and then resting both armB on the writing leaf of 
the secretary, buried his face in them and sat motion¬ 
less. 
mouth. 
“ And me, too,” exclaimed Mr. Howland, passing 
mound the table, and laying his lips softly and lin- 
Turning away as noiselessly as she bad approach- geringly upon the lips of his wile.. He saw. as he 
“ . _ > t « H . i.lL n .. ..AMvimntn » via flint 
Avails It whether, bare or shod, 
These feet the paths of duty trod ? __ 
If from the bowers of Ease they fled, husband ? Had she kept herself lovely in bis eyes, shad grow mont worn* 
To seek Affliction's humble ebed; lovely in temper and lovely in person? Her heart enchanting as thedays i 
if Grandeur's guilty bribe they spurned, sunk; it grew darker and darker around her; life progress, until the sou 
And home to Virtue's cot returned, seemed crushing out. eternal youth. 
These feet witfl angels wings tshall vie, “ Whoisit?” This question marked a change in 
And tread the palace of the sky. thft current of Mrs. Howland’s thoughts. Rapidly QUEER 
l r "" — — she passed in review one lady friend after another, 
Of In * ^ 4 ft V iltr - J5T. ! 1 f fl* tvut without an incident to tlx suspicion. Then ‘‘ rauc ., dl „ U W 
AiP |1 % 1 iv JV * w Jv It Jr tv Jf ♦ times and seasous in which her husband was absent ‘ 11 P 0SM • 
_ ___ _ _ from home, were dwelt upon. Once a week regu- never! Aon douj 
rTTTTTTTTi . Kinnrimi larly he went outin the evening, occasionally twice. Thousands of times t 
TEN 1EAES A I mi MAItRlAGC. The regular absence wus for the purpose of attend- and thousands of limes 
ing a literary society, at least so he had informed “ * never,i ' 
nt n i tJfPiruO O .. . . „ . . A wil mVifil flrtlYlMfinlt 
ed, Mrs. Howland fled back to her chamber in wild 
affright, and sat down panting in bewilderment As 
soon as thought began to move in a determinate way, 
the first result was a flood of indignation, a burning 
sense of wrong; and it was only by an effort that 
the outraged wife could hold herself back from con¬ 
fronting her husband and demanding to see the 
miniature. A calmer, but not. less painful state suc¬ 
ceeded, iu which conscience whispered of indiffer¬ 
ence and neglect Had she turned, habitually, her 
looked across the table, ou resuming his seat, that 
her eyes were dim with tears. He knew they were 
tears of pleasure, but did not imagine bow deeply 
dieted the next Why, there’s our neighbor, Sally 
Sliute, who got a story as how her husband had 
been killed in one of the battles, and the day after 
it was all upsot, for it proved to be another man. 
Give me the old mail stage, after all,” continued 
Mrs. Mellow, “ if ’twas slow ’twas sariin.” 
A well-dressed and rather pompous youth, ask 
ed a young lady who was reading in the cars, “ is 
this seat engaged, madam?” The answer was (li- 
rect—Ryes, sir! and I am engaged too!” 
In tllcstratzon of the powers of imagination, 
the case of the old lady who watched the vane to see 
when her rheumatism was going to begin, is not 
equal to that of the storekeeper who painted the 
lower part of bis stove red, and saved seventy-live 
per cent. In the consumption of wood thereby dur- 
her heart was stirred, nor how full of precious mem- ingtbe winter. The illusion was so complete, thatone 
cries and golden hopes the moment was crowned. 
Ten years alter marriage, l.ove’s lamp was burn¬ 
ing low, the oil nearly exhausted; the wile grown 
ro unattractive that the husband’s heart was turning 
back in worship of the bride. But, the lamp has 
blazed up again—there is a supply of oil. A beauty, 
most attractive, or her least attractive, side to her beyond any bridal beauty, invests the wi e; an 1 
J 7 ... — I ___ l.ivfiininnt 
shall grow more womanly, more luxuriant, more 
enchanting as the days succeed each other and years 
progress, until the soul puts on her garments of 
eternal youth. 
line Siflfft-IMIU*. 
QUEER ESTIMATE. 
“ How much did it weigh?” 
‘•Is it possible?” 
“ 1 never! You dou’t say ?” 
Thousands of times has the question been asked, 
id thousands of times has it been wondered at and 
BY ^ 8 ' AKT HllK ' hig wife. Now, for the first time, doubt of his truth 
Ten Tears since the wedding day. Mn.Ho.kn4 and Ibis aouW «• *> •«*#■* *"J 
.as alone. She had left her husband in the little of all the sure foundation, on .Inch her soul hod 
room where the, usually sat together through the retted. 
evening., while .be put the children to bed. For a long note Mr. Howland remamed sitting a 
Mr. Howland did not teel inclined lo return lo his secretary, will, hie lace burled in hisanna At 
the family sitling-room who, , she had left her bus- length, rising with .slow, weary motion, as of one 
band j hi remained 1" Iko chamber with her sleep- exhausted by bodily or mental exertion he drew out 
ing little ones, in a musing, brooding unhappy state his watch. ...... 
of mind. Southing of coldness and alienation had “Half pa. n,neb was ejaculated, rn surprise, 
been growing np bidween her and her husband for And thenAc looked through the door over towaid. 
a long lime pash The old lenderne,, of manner, the chambers to which h,s wife went with the ehd- 
which had been so sweet, was all gone, lie was Itch, and aloud Its emng or some sound. All was 
Ti d thouglill,.I in regard .o her comlbrl, honorable silent, for a short .me ho moved rn an uneasy. 
and rue but getting more ihrmal and less mfec im«W. way ahont th. room, and sil.nig down, 
tiuti hi i , uut h triad to fmd relief m tbe pages of a bonk, hut m a 
11°”Shim w™'Wnde'rH-anT who "still loved him little "Mt«,«» volume closed in his hands. Thought 
-had failed, in her life, lo give the adequate re- was too bus, in another direction to dwell even with 
spouse to his; had, in the f.et and fever of a disci- a tuvorll. author. ^ ^ ^ ih ^ 
Dlinarv 6XiKtenco« fiiififerGd berst^f to walk amid (lis* . ,. . . T « 1 i 
? fa M nfV notes lrom a neichbortag steeple. Mr. Howland 
turbine and unbnautiful elemeutej instead of taking ( i.* .. . 
lurumg huu ' 3 A , 1 u ' started up, and turning out the light, went over to 
Vip.r rilacfl serenely by his side. And so inbarmo- mau u s _ * j 
her place serenely by his side. And so inharmo¬ 
nious things had been permitted to jar, where all 
might have been peace. 
It was pressing upon the mind of Mrs. Howland 
that her husband had ceased to loveHier, and this 
conviction was taking all the sweetness from her life. 
It did not once occur to her that she was hersell 
growing unlovely. That she had laid aside nearly 
all the external tbisgs by which, when a maiden, 
she had sought to win him. The sunny countenance; 
the alluring voice and manner; the scrupulous at¬ 
tire; the deference to bis tastes and opinions; the 
guard upon her temper; the womanly elevation of 
character that made her seem as one who ruled in 
the kingdom of her own soul. This was the being 
he had loved; this the woman lie had taken to walk 
with him through life. Alas, for the fading idea ! 
He had found, instead, one who made scarcely an | 
effort at self-government; who:-e feelings and impul¬ 
ses were her springs of action. Deeply> passionate¬ 
ly she loved him; but only a wise, selt-abnegating 
love blesses both itself and the object of its devo¬ 
tion. Without some change on the part of Mrs. 
Howland, it was impossible tor them to grow togeth¬ 
er as one. 
For nearly half an hour after her children were 
asleep, the mother sat, in her wretched mood, apart 
from her husband, and feeling no inclination to 
join him. “All love baB (lied,” she said. “I am 
nothing now.” And as she said this, her heart 
shivered with an instructive realization of what her 
words involved. Th™ leer lor the to.of a thing ttatlhekey rallied on the so,Hebe™ before . way 
so precious * a hueliand'a love, seised upon her v» («*•« •■*» »*>’<*“ «" «"* lhM 
sou , and inspired .. ee.„ purpose. A love worth Wr“ *'« •«'"» «*T T"’ Z7ZZ 
winning, was surely worth an effort to retain. And miniature case, which she steed upon with a clutch 
las not the way to win the way to keep ! A new *» eager a. that of a bird of prey, and bearing. to 
light broke into Mrs. llowlaad'a mind. She began S“ »*|W> "" loo! “ >d ckE k’ “ d lh “ 
to see thincs in herself that were very far from be- liU '° her r-tva. 
ing in harmony with her life whgn a maiden; things I* »»« “ )“"”K »ad lovely lace, and the eyes 
W would ctwlainly have repelled a lover, aod looked up ,ulo her. with a tender sweet expresstom 
were they bond, lor a husband I Away from the pure lorebead the hair ol golden 
These thoughts startled the awakening wile, auburn fell smoothly hack, and lay in curleirpon her 
Then old memories were revived, bringing back old J**."* «■ ••*«<* •»’ «*“ 
states. Picutles, warm with the hues of lore, came The Ups were full, wit, and arching Iu. a flight ol 
out of the dim past - Hove » witchery was m the pictured coon- 
“Is the cup broken and the wine spilled?” ehe " L ' .. . , 
asked of her elf. « God forbid !” came from her SliU, very still, did the wife s.t amj pare down 
“pair, audible utterance. Then she left the sham- upon her rival's face-that face on which, scarcely 
her where her children slept, and with silent feet “ *•«"* tl < !f “ re . £l ’ e n b " ««“ 1, "‘ b “ nd a . t " se ' 
went slowly towards Ihe apartment in which she >»“' SOU, very st.ll, she sat, the tear, creeping out 
had left her husband alone. On the way she paused, b,>r “l'a lalh0 6 ' lo "'- v ou ’’ “ 
stood still for a moment, then returned. The gas dropping upon the armature. Was the Jealous o 
was burning low. She threw np the light, and that mall bo! Iter lear was oo g ,e ,u Jc.i 
caught a retiectiun of herself in a toiler glass. One ««»!, too full of Joy, too wild with a new-born bop- 
glance sufficed. That was not the style in which ■ The bride of ten years sgo was Urn nval ol 
fhe had appeared boTon her lover. Takingdown ^d»Ji »d ">» ““J o' bw r “« l “ 
her hair, she applied tbs comb and brush rap- b„ niarmga vows It was no Ian t o Ins that, he 
idly for some minutos, and then arranged the glossy fold «* l«v* *lto b » d b f™» N “’ UQ ‘ 
masses with lasts and skill. Next the soiled and °»'V » the poorer argerhemtor «f that word as 
tumbled wrapper was removed, and ber person al- *?*»“>'»« «‘««« »™'K b ‘ b J “* £ r“»* b ;“ d “ f 
bred in a neatly Hiring dress, around the nock of • b “ ,brou 8 h ““ d "«*• 
w-hich was laid a snow, linen collar, fastened by a fulness, and in the neglect o! selPdiSCTplina; unlove- 
small coral pin, ber husband's gift of other days. Jj. “"»■ "«“> carelessness of attire and personal 
Already her cheeks were in a glow, and her eyes neatness. 
filled with light. One. long glance in the mirror re- With the im3ge of herseif as she was ten years 
vealed a wonderful transformation. IIow the old before, and with the image of her husband fondly, 
memories were crowding in upon ber! How soft passionately hissing that image, dwelling in ber im- 
her heart was growing! How lull of tenderness agination, Mrs. Howland went, back to her lied. 
the sleeping rooms. His wife was in bed. lie spoke 
to her, but she did not answer. 
And what commodity is it that is great at ton 
pounds, and a marvel at thirteen? Don’t mind the 
Price Current, for it isn’t there. It was something 
bundled in a flannel blanket —the blanket securely 
pinned and knotted at, the corners — the something 
in an active state of unrest The steelyards had 
been called into requisition, and its bended iron was 
indeed “hooks to haDg a hope on.” The little 
bundle was swung up; the weight clicked along the 
bar. “ That’s the notch! Eight and a half!” highl¬ 
and a half of what? Why, of— humanity. By the 
memory of Malthas, there's a baby iu tbe blanket! 
So there is, a little voter or, if not that, as Shakes¬ 
peare pays, “a child.” Something that may cut a 
figure in the world, break heads or hearts — have a 
great name, and he a man or a woman. Eight 
pounds and a ha t of a hero or a heroine, i\ monster 
or a minister. Piety and patriotism by the pound. 
Beauty and baseness by the blanketful. Queer 
measurement, isn’t it? But there are queerer still. 
Time wears on apace with ns all, aud the some¬ 
thing in the blanket too. He is a boy of five. He 
stands erect as God made him, “ that he may look,” 
as a writer says, “upon the stars.” But they are 
UL'JL. Min r.uc um uw* wucu w*. - , ,, ,, ^ i 
« Are you asleep?” No motion nor response of talking again, but the steelyards hang undisturbed 
LinA Sim lav with her fu.ee nearlv hidden in the cellar way. No use for them now. Lut they 
ary kind. She lay with her face nearly hidden 
under tbe bed clothes. He looked at. her in a 
strange,earnest manner for pome moments, and then 
moving about noiselessly, prepared for rest. The 
day bad been one of much activity, and Mr. How¬ 
land was weary enough for sleep, f-’oon after his 
head touched the pillow, lie was in the laud of 
dreams, ilia deep breathing hud scarcely given ev¬ 
idence of the faot, ere u light movement on the part 
of Mrs. Howland showed her to be awake. Present¬ 
ly -,}ie drew the clothes from her lace, and raised 
herself cautiously. The heavy breathing of her 
husband was uot interrupted. She sat up iu bed— 
he still slept on: she glided from beneath the cov¬ 
ering, and groping in the darkness, found her hus¬ 
band's vest, from which she took a key. 
“ Mother!” Tbe slight noise made in opening the 
chamber door, had die'.urbcd one of the children. 
Mra. Howland stood still, holding her breath. The 
call was not repeated, and she went out, groping her 
way along the passage wilh a hand ou the wall. En¬ 
tering the room she sought, sbo closed the door be¬ 
hind her, and drew the bolt, fastening herself in. 
Now all her motions became hurried and nervous. 
Alter lighting the gas, she went to her husband's 
are talking, and we are listening. 
“Tall of his age, isn’t he?” He looks over the 
table like a man: the “high chair” was put away 
months ago! 
Tall, is he? Three feet and an inch high, and 
this is the altitude of humanity. Weight is out of 
the question; estimates all run to height. Ambition 
is but another name for altitude, and success a 
synonym tor getting higher. The lioy is a man; the 
man climbs a rostrums to get higher. Monuments 
go up: shouts go up; favorites go up to court, con- 
querera go up to glory. Height, height, every where 
height. Six feet of glory; six feet too, of honor and 
dignity. Queer again—don’t you think so? 
By and by—melancholy trio —the form is bent a 
little, and there goes an inch or two from stature. 
He or she is looking at something in the dust. What 
can it be? Surely, it ia not a grave that they look 
at. Eyes grow dim, and they bend lower to see. 
To see? What can there be to be seen, we wonder? 
By and by, they weary, and throw themselves 
along the bosom of the dusky mother of us all. 
They sleep—sleep, but do they dream! Where are 
your altitudes now, your mountains, monuments aud 
man tried to make him pay for a pair of boots that 
he had burned on the stove. 
A woman offering to sign a deed, tbe judge ask- 
her whether her husband compelled her to sign? 
“ He oompel me!” said the lady: “no, nor twenty 
like him.” 
A lady well advanced in maidendood at her mar¬ 
riage requested the choir to sing the hymn com¬ 
mencing, 
is the way I long have sought, 
And mourned because t found it not.” 
A MAN with a scolding wife, when inquired of 
respecting his occupation, said he kept a hot-house. 
Why is the letter k like a pig’s tail? Because it 
ia the end of pork. 
If a clock were to speak to a parrot, what would 
it say? Poll I ticks. . 
The friendship of some people is like our shad¬ 
ow, keeping close while we are walking in the sun¬ 
shine, but deserting us the moment we enter the 
shade. 
A one-legged orator, named Jones, was pretty 
successful in bantering an Irishman, when the latter 
asked him: “ How did you come to lose your leg?” 
“Well,” said Jones, “on examining my pedigree 
and looking upon my descent, I found there was 
some Irish blood in me, and becoming convinced it 
was all settled iu that left leg, I had it cut of at 
once.” “ Be the powers,” said Pat, “ it ud bin a 
good thing if it had only settled in your head.” 
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IT AFPOKDS ITS REAPERS : 
secretary, ami with the key in her possession unlock- thrones? Men take uplhe sleeper, carefully, slowly, 
ed one or the private drawers. Her hand shook so a* it were a treasure. And so it is—a treasure ot 
that the key rattled on the scutcheon before a way dust. The old estimate is resumed, weight has come 
was found into the wards. The first object that met again; ’tis “dead weight nothing more. 
Aud this would be queer, too, if only $ were not 
sad. 
But they are talking sgain. “She had three 
names hadn’t ehe?” “ Indeed, but I can remember 
but two.” 
Remember but two, can they? Names of what? 
Why, of all that weight and height of fame and love, 
and hope and fear, aud thought and passion. 
Aud two words —two breaths of air — two mur¬ 
murs, are all that is left of what was once a man, a 
woman. 
Years elapse, and age is talking again:—“ There 
was—was—I cannot remember the name now—well, 
well, its what we are all coming to,” and the old 
man sighs sadly. 
The last syllable of all has died on the lip, is 
erased from memory, ripples not on the still and 
listening air — is lost; not a murmur of it lingers in 
“the fearful hollow" ol a human ear! “ Pah! how 
the dust flies!” Dust did you say? Listen, and we 
will whisper just a word; that dust was warm once, 
loved once, beauty once. 
- - . ♦ . t - 
Plain Spoken. — At a meeting of Friends in 
Pennsylvania, since the beginning of hostilities, a 
very worthy member was placed on a committee, 
whose duty i t was to see that the Friends did not 
aid in carrying on the war. He modestly declined 
the place, saying, “1 am connected with a railroad, 
which is now engaged in conveying troops, and 
shall not dissolve that connection. But it the meet¬ 
ing will appoint a committee to see to it that no 
Friend makes any money out of the war, I will serve 
on it, and act as chairman. ” — New Bedford 
Mercury. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. i 
BIOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 46 letters. 
My 21, 2, 14. 1, 4'i, 10, 22, 7, 16, 27, 45,16, 42 tvus au officer iu 
the French Revolution. 
My 18. 33. 8. 36 was a celebrated English Poet. 
My 41, 29, 32, 23, 6, 42, 30 is a renowned American Preacher. 
My 16, 24, 33, 28, 41, 36, 21, 4, 80 was a celebrated English 
Author. 
My J6, 46, 16, 30, 10, 7 was a French Novelist. 
My 41, S3, 36, 20, 0, 3 Ls an American Poet of celebrity. 
My 43, 7, 41, 20. 0, 42, 21 was a noted American Statesman. 
My 38, 16, 16, 37, 11, 13, 25 was mi eminent American Artist. 
My 37, 12, 40, 16, 16, 7, 36 was an English Author of some 
note. 
My 31, 17, 25, 6, 29, 21 is an American General in “the war 
for the Union.” 
My 15, 29, 34, 20, 33, 40 is a member of President Lincoln’s 
Cabinet. 
My 41, 21, 2, 22, 44, 7 was a distinguished English Physician. 
My whole is a proverb of Solomoa. 
Macomb Co., Mich , 18C2. J. M. Brainekd. 
Answer in two weeks. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
ARITHMETICAL PROBLEM. 
A 1 -OI.H 150 feet high was broken off by the wind, the top 
striking ttie ground 20 feet from the bottom of the pole. 
What was tbe length of ttie part broken off? 
Monroe, Green Co., Via., 1862. B. W. Pbitchabd. 
Answer in two weeks. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker 
A BOUQUET OP PLOWERS. 
1. A ge.vtlumaa' 8 appellation, and a useful part of a man s 
clothing. 
2. A wild animal, ami a lady’s name. 
8. A luminous body, and a useful article. 
4. The name of a sovereign, a letter, aud a plume. 
5. A kind of Cloth, and a part of a tree. 
6 A well known substance, aud a kind of vegetable. 
7. A lady’s name, and an ore. 
8 A ninny, and an antmoL 
9. A ehrub, and a substance found on trees. 
10. A color, an animal, and a lady's name. 
11. A verh. a pronoun, and an adverb. 
12. An adjective, and a woman. 
13. A lady ’s name. 
14. An adjective, and a fruit. 
Pike, N. Y., 1862. a. s. p. 
jy Answer iu two weeks. 
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Father of his Country. 
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Answer to enigmatical Charade:—Cheat. 
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