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CHEMICAL ENIGMA. 
I a u composed of 38 letters: 
My 3 ft, 24,4, ", 3, 6, l a metallic poison. 
My S, 11, 3T, 32, 2. 27, lo, 20 a gas. 
My 22, 10, 30, 12 , mb, 33, 2 , 3«, 31,16 a combustible 
substance found In all organic bodies. 
My 9, 24, H, 2 , 17, 2, 37,23 a compound of carbon, 
Hydrogen and oxygen. 
My 22,14, ft, 25, 22 , 2 s, 37, 36, 37, 7 matter in so¬ 
lution, chemically separated from Its solvent. 
My IS, 20, 20, 34 fermented JUlCe of fruEs. 
My 21,16,27, 36, 30 u sweet, crystalline substance. 
My 13, 33 two consonants. 
My whole was a child’s definition of conscience. 
W Answer In two weeks. Lmr.E One. 
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BIOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
l A ir composed of 27 letters: 
My 6,12, 2, 3, 23, 4,10 a Scotch writer. 
My i, 5, 6, 24 , 27,16, 13, 26 , if,, 6 a Roman artist. 
My 18, 7, 25, 4,11, ft, 12 , o a Roman emperor. 
My s, IT, 9, 15, 4 a family of Roman nobles In 467 
B, 0, 
My 21, 22 , 20 a place in Scotland. 
My 9,19,11 a youth. 
My whole Is familiar to all. 
Bar Answer in two weeks. Md. 
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DIAMOND PUZZLE. 
1. A CONSONANT. 2. AUClCUt. 3. TO lllCJUlre. 4. 
To be uneasy. 6, A city In Ohio. 6. a. country. 
«. A substance. 8. A number. 9. A consonant. 
Centrals form a Western city. 
tsr Answer in two weeks. w. c. 
PUZZLER ANSWERS.-Feb. 1,7. 
Hidden Parts of a Church 1, Steeple; 3, Chalice; 
3, it outer; 4, Anthem; 6, Pxulni: 6, Uyum, 7,.jLitany; 8, 
Altar; 9, CuHHork; to, Bible; 11, Blanop; 12, Creed; 18, 
Dogma; 14, Pastor, 15, Suncluy School; 16, ^Priest; 17, 
Mitre. 
Miscellaneous Enigma.— 1 “ To be, or not. to be, that 
is the question ” 
Double Acrostic.—I nitials, Cboctawhatc tea .finals 
St. I'raticisvillu, 
Diamond Puzzle.— 
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K I P 8 K I N 
PRESIDENT 
GRADUAL 
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EW-YORKER. 
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NAUGHTY, BUT NICE. 
She stood beside my high-backed chair. 
Her curls against my face, 
And turning round to see me fair, 
My very thought* to trace, 
She put a dimpled hand in mine, 
To hide it In a trice. 
And, blushing juat a little, said 
“ I really think you’re nice." 
Such words a heart of ice would touch 
And melt away m bliss; 
In lact I think 1 said as much, 
And hinted at a kiss. 
The winsome maid began to pout. 
To seem a trifle sad— 
" That’s very naughty, air.” she said, 
’• And now I think you’re bad!” 
I told her while I clasped her waist. 
Where long, dark tresses curled, 
1 would not have her love displaced. 
No, not for all the world -. 
And kiss without her sweet consent, 
I never, never would— 
I’ll tell you wheu you may,” she said. 
” And now I think you’re good.” 
She stood beside my high-backed chair, 
Her curls against tuy face. 
And turning round to see me fair. 
My very thought* to trace, 
1 took her dimpled hands in mine, 
I,ike cunning little mice, 
And kissed her—when the maiden said, 
” It’s naughty, but it’s nice!" 
FEMALE ATTIRE. 
If good advice ought to Induce the young ladles 
of this generation to curtail the extravagances of 
many of the present, styles or dress, there would 
be little excuse for not a few' Of the fashionable 
evlla that are nowadays a sore drain on the pa¬ 
rental pockets, and a source of alarm to marriage¬ 
able young men. Probably the liberality with 
which counsel on this subject Is offered Is ouc of 
the causes of the neglect with which It la treated, 
as It Is well known that the rarity of an object Is- 
one of the most prized causes of I ts value. A mo tig 
our transatlantic cousins Mr. Ruskin la held lri 
high estimation, not only for his bold and gener¬ 
ally just critiques on art and artists, and the etc 
gance and purity of his diction, but also tor Ida- 
detestation of shams and extravagances or all 
kinds, and ins forcible denunciations or them. 
In a late number of the Porn ClarUjna, ho offers 
the following advice to Uls girl readers:—Dress as 
plainly as your parents will allow you, but in 
bright colors (it they become you) and in the best 
materials—that Is to say, In those which wear 
longest. When you are really in want of a new 
Ureas, buy it tor make it) in the fashion; out 
never quit an old one merely because it bus be¬ 
come unfashionable. And If the fashion be costly, 
you must not follow It. You may wear broad 
stripes or narrow, bright colors or dark, short 
petticoats or long (In moderation), as the public 
wlsb you; but you must not buy yards or useless, 
stuff to make a knot or flounce of, nor drag them 
behind you over the ground. A rid your walking 
dress must never touch the ground at all. I have 
lost much of the fait h 1 once had In the common 
sense, and even in the personal delicacy of the i 
present race of average English women, by scfllng- 
how they will allow their dresses to sweep the 
streets, as It is the fashion to be scavengers. If 
you can afford It, get your dresses made by a good 
dressmaker, with the most attainable precision ; 
and perfection : but let this dressmaker be a poor 
person living in the country, not a rich person 
living In a large house in London. Learn dress¬ 
making yourself, with pains and time, and use a 
part of every day In needle-work, making as pretty ; 
dresses as you can for poor people who have not ! 
time nor taste to make them nicely ror them¬ 
selves. You are to show them lu your own wear- \ 
ing what is most right and graceful, and to help , 
them to choose what will be prettiest and most J 
becoming In their own station. Ii they see you I 
never tiy to dress above yours, they will not try I 
to dress above tbelrs. 
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ROMAN MAGNIFICENCE. 
If anything were wauling to gtve us uu Idea of 1 
Roman magnificence, we would turn our eyes 
from public monuments, demoralized games and 
grand processions; we would forget the statues 
in brass and marble, which outnumbered the liv¬ 
ing inhabitants, so numerous that one hundred 
thousand have been recovered and still embellish 
Italy; and would descend into the lower sphere 
of material life—those things which attest luxury 
and taste- to ornaments, dresses, sumptuous liv¬ 
ing and rich furniture. 
The art or using metals and cutting precious 
stone3 surpassed anything known at the present, 
day. 
In the decoration of houses, In social entertain¬ 
ments, lu cookery, the Romans were remarkable. 
The mosaic, signet rings, cameos, bracelets, vases, 
bronzes, couches, banqueting tables, lamps, col¬ 
ored glass, gliding, mirrors, mattresses, cosmetics, 
perfumes, hair dyes, silk ribbons, potteries, all 
attest great elegance and beauty. The tables or 
tliuga root and Delian bronze were as expensive 
as the sideboards of Spanish walnut, so much ad¬ 
mired in the Great Exhibition at London. 
Wood and ivory were carved as exquisitely as 
in Japan or China. 
Mirrors were made of polished silver. Glass- 
cutters could imitate the colors of precious stones 
so well that the Portland vase, taken from the 
tomb of Alexander Serverus, was long considered 
as a genuine sardonyx; brass could be hardened 
so as to cut 3tone. 
The palace of Nero glittered with gold and jew¬ 
els. Perfumes and flowers were showered from 
Ivory ceilings. The halls of ^Ellogabulus were 
hung with cloth and gold, enriched with Jewels. 
His beds were silver and his tables of gold. Tibe¬ 
rius gave a million of sesterces ($ 40 , 000 ) for a pict¬ 
ure for bis bedroom. A banquet dish of Dueslllus 
weighed five hundred pounds silver. 
The cups of Druses were of gold. Tunics were 
embroidered with the figures of various animals. 
Sandals were garnished with precious stones. 
Drinking cups were engraved with scenes from 
the poets. Libraries were .adorned with busts 
and with tortoise shell, and covered with gor 
geou3 purple. 
The Roman grandees rode in gilded chariots, 
bathed in marble baths, dined on golden plate, 
drank from crystal cups, slept on beds of down, 
reclined on luxurious couches, wore embroidered 
robe3, and were adorned with precious stones. 
They ransacked the earth and the seas for rare 
dishes for their banquets, and ornamented their 
houses with carpets from Babylon, onyx cups 
from Bythnla, marbles from Numldla, bronzes 
from Oort nth, statues from Athens—whatever. In 
short, was precious or curious )u the most distant 
countries. 
The luxuries of (he bath almost exceeded belief, 
and on the walls were magnificent frescoes and 
paintings, exhibiting an Inexhaustive productive¬ 
ness In landscape and mythological scenes. 
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BROWN’S MATRIMONIAL METHOD. 
“ Brown, 1 don’t see how It Is that your girls all 
marry off as soon as they get old enough, while 
none of mine can marry.” 
“Oh! that’s simple enough. I marry my girls 
off on the buckwheat straw principle.” 
•• But what is that principle ? I never heard or 
It before.” 
** Well, I used t o raise a good deal of buckwheat, 
and it puzzled me to know how to get rid of the 
straw. Nothing would eat It., and It, was a great 
bother to me. At last 1 thought of a plau. I 
stacked my buckwheat straw nicely and built a 
high rail fence around it. My cattle, or course, 
concluded that. It was something good, and at once 
tore down the fence and began to eat the straw. 
I dogged them away anil put up the rence’a few 
times, but the mure I drove them away the more 
anxious they became t* eat the straw. After 
this had been repeated a few times, the cattle de¬ 
termined to eat the straw, and eat It they did, 
every bit of it. As 1 said, 1 marry my girls off on 
the same principle. When a y oung man that I 
don’t like begins calling on my girls, I encourage 
him In every way I can. I tell him to come often 
and stay os late us he pleases, and I take pains to 
hint to the glvlsthat 1 think they’d better set their. 
caps for him. It works first rate. He don't make 
many calls, for the girls treat, him as cooly as they 
can. But. when a young fellow that I like comes 
around, a man that. 1 think would suit me for a 
son-lu-law, I don’t let him make many calls before 
1 give him to understand that he Isn’t wanted 
around my house. I tell the girls, too, that they 
shall not have anything to do with him, and give 
them orders never to speak to him again. The 
plan always works first, rate. The young folks 
begin to pliy each other, and the next thing 1 
know they are engaged to be married. When 1 
see that they are determined to marry, I always 
give In and pretend to make the best of It. That’s 
the way 1 manage it.” 
PIONEER WOMEN. 
Charles W. Elliott, In a recent lecture deliv¬ 
ered in Boston, paid a glowing tribute to the 
women who. in the face of the numberless dan¬ 
gers which threatened the Puritans, dared to rol- 
low their lovers and their husbands into the track¬ 
less wilderness. They worked and suffered, think¬ 
ing little of the luxuries Wljlch mlgnt have been 
theirs had they lingered on the other side of the 
water. They desired no “ sphere,” and were con¬ 
tent—nay, happy—In knowing that they could 
comfort their husbands and help sust ain the pri¬ 
vations and hardships of a pioneer’s life. At that 
time the men were the dandles and the women 
dressed plainly. Marriage was brought about by 
contract, no spinster was allowed to live In the 
colony, and no man could make love to a woman 
without the consent of her parents. 
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WOMEN. 
Washington ladies like to take long walks. 
Nearly every body’s parlor has some ornament 
now from the Centennial. 
Ulster overcoats are all t.ue rage in Paris just 
now; even the ladles wear them. 
“Pa," inquired an np-towu boy, “what Is a 
sage?” ‘ A sage, my son," replied the rather 
gloomily, “ a sage Is a man who never marries.” 
One year from now, perhaps, the young girl 
who is working zephyr dogs on her young man’s 
slippers will be putt ing a hair sole on his pants— 
or his left eye, 
A female correspondent asks what she shall do 
for her jjoodle dog when It has fits ? Several rem¬ 
edies have been suggested, but shooting the dog 
is most effectual. 
Three-year-old happened to have a want to be 
attended to Just as bis mother was busy with the 
baby. “ Go away -. I can’t be bothered with you 
now.” “ What did you have so many children 
for, If you can’t bother with ’em 7” he unexpect¬ 
edly inquired. 
miring for t|e $aun|, 
TALL MAN. 
There was'a man so very tall. 
That when you spoke you had to bawl 
Through both your hands, put like a cup. 
His head was such a Ions way up ! 
But there was something' even sadder,— 
His wife bad to go up u ladder 
Whenever she desired a klas- 
And he, alas, waa proud of this ! 
Said he, ’’ I am the tallest man 
That ever,grew since time began,” 
As down On a home-top he sat; 
Well, he was tall; but what of that 1 
This monstrous man, as we shall see, 
Was punished for bis vanity: 
He grew and grew,—Ihe people placed 
A teldseopc to see his waist! 
He grew and grow,—you could not see 
Without a telescope bis knee; 
He grew till he was over-grown, 
And seen by over sight, alone. 
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ViENOE AND GL2EN0E. 
Once upon a t line there lay, off the coast of Zea¬ 
land, right opposite to Holstelnborg, two wood- 
clad Islands, Vsenoe and Giienoe, with churches, 
villages and farms upon them; they lay near the 
coast and near each other: now only one Island 
ts there. 
one night, there blew a dreadful gale; the sea 
rose as It had not risen In the memory of man; 
the storm grow worse and worse: It was Dooms¬ 
day weather. There was a sound as if the earth 
were splitting. The church bells swung to and 
fro, and rang without the uld of man. 
That night Vtthoe vuiilshed In the depths of the 
sou: It was just, as If that, Island had never been. 
But many a summer night since then, when the 
tide is low. and the waters are still and clear, and 
the fisher Is spearing eels by the torchlight at hla 
bows, ho has seen—for his eyes are sharp—Vumoe 
deep down beneath him, with Its white church 
tower and high church walls. “ Vtenoe is waiting 
for Gknnoe,” It was said. He has seen the Island, 
he has heard the church bells ring under the 
water—but no, there he was wrong: it must have 
been the cry Of the wild swans, that often gather 
on these waters; their whooplngs and wallings 
sound like a distant, peal of bells. 
There came a time when the old foil: of Gltenoe 
Still talked or that stormy night, and told how 
they themselves, when Child rim, had driven be¬ 
tween the two Islands at low water; “Jiutt us 
uow-a-dnys,” they said, "from the coast of Zea¬ 
land, not far from Holstelnborg, one drives over 
to Gkenoe, with # water only half way up the 
wheels.” “ Vsenoe is waiting for Glamoe," was 
the saying, and It became a settled tradition. 
Many a little boy and girl lay In stormy nights, 
and t hought, “ To-ulght will come the hour when 
Yanoe fetches Glmnoe.” In fear and trembling 
they repeated “Our Father," fell asleep, and 
dreamed sweet dreams; and next morning Glm- 
noe was still there, with Its woods mid corn-fields, 
Its friendly cottages and hop-gardens: the bird 
sang, the deer sprang, the mole could smell no 
sea-water as far as It could burrow. 
And yet Gtaenoe’a days are numbered; we can¬ 
not say how many they may be, but. they are 
numbered one fine morning will the island have 
disappeared. 
It may seem but yesterday, perchance, that 
you were hereon the seashore, and saw the wild 
swans float on the water between Zealand and 
Ulsenoe: a boat with swelling sails glided past 
the woodland: you yourself drove over the shal 
low ford, there was no other way across: the 
horses tramped In the water: It. splashed around 
the wheels. . 
You have left the place, and have roamed a lit¬ 
tle In the wide world, perchance; and after a few 
years you come back again. You see yonder 
wood Inclosing a wide stretch of green meadows, 
where the ha^ smells sweet In front of tidy cot¬ 
tages. When-are you? Whyf here Is Holstein 
borg still flaunting its gilded steeple, but no longer 
down by the fjord : It lies higher up the country. 
You walk through wood and fleld down to the 
Hhore. Where is Glamoe? You see no wood-isl¬ 
and berore you, nothing but open sea. Has V«- 
noe tetched Glamoe, which It waited for so long ? 
When was the stormy night. In wtilch this hap¬ 
pened—when the earth quaked, so that, old Hol¬ 
stelnborg flitted many a thousand cock-strides up 
the country? 
It was no storm-night, It all came to puss lu the 
midday sunshine. The skill of man shut out the 
sea, the skill of man blew away the pent-up 
waters, and bound Glmnoe to the mainland. The 
fjord has become a meadow of living green, Glfie- 
noe has grown fast to Zealand. The old inanor- 
liouae stands where It always stood. It was not. 
Vamoe that fetched Glmnoe: It was Zealand that, 
with long dike-arms grappled it, and with ma¬ 
chine-pumped breath olew the stormy spell, the 
magic words of wedlock, and Zealand won many 
acres of land for a bridal gift. This is a ract, pro¬ 
claimed and established: your sight will prove 
the saying: the Isle of Glamoe has disappeared.— 
Hans Christian Aivlrrxm. 
MY GARDEN. 
I think you little folks would like to hear about 
my garden. My brothers and sisters have gar¬ 
dens too, and they all have names; the name of 
mine is Asgard (which you know Is the paradise 
In the Scandinavian mythology), and I am very 
fond of It. 
it has roses, violets and many other flowers In 
It. I do all the work myself. It has a small fern¬ 
ery, that my brother Walter made with my help. 
This Is a little bit of poetry about, it,: 
Aegard's tin* name of tuy garden fair. 
Where roses scent the summer air— 
There grow flowers of every hue, 
Sparkling with brilliant summer dew. 
KIDDLE—£50 REWARD. 
The noblest object In the world of art, 
The brightest gem that nature can impart; 
The point, essential Is a lawyer’s case, 
Tha well known signal In the time of peace; 
The farmer's prompter when he drives the plow, 
The soldler’9 duty and the lover’s vow; 
The planet seen between the earth and suu, 
The prize that merit never jet has won, 
TUe miser's treasure and the badge of Jews, 
The wlfe’3 ambition and the parson’s dues. 
Now, if yohr noble spirit can divine 
A corresponding word of every line, 
By the first letters will be shown 
An ancient city of no small renown. 
There I love to sit or stand. 
In Asgard. my own dear land. 
There I love to read or sing, 
tu the pleasant days of spring. 
1 have an almond tree also, which has very 
pretty blossoms, and one year bore some fruit- 1 
had two geraniums, but I did not take them In in 
winter, so they died. A great many seeds were 
sown, only as soon as they came up, I mistook 
them for weeds, and threw them away; but, not¬ 
withstanding these misfortunes, 1 think I may 
say that Asgard Is a very nice garden after all. 
Susan Moody. 
The celebrated Annie Stewurd left in her wilt 
a bequest or EM, to be given to the person who 
should solve this riddle. We believe the reward 
has never been claimed; and to enable a san¬ 
guine subscriber to secure It, we republish from a 
former volume: 
THE RURAL 
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