1 to 2, part of a woman's cap; 1 to 3, an explosion of thunder; 4 to 5, a soothing ointment; 4 to 3, a soft mass; 5 to 2, a wooden mallet.
B.
The following words, all the same length, give for their initials, when, read downward, the full name of a President of the United States: To attempt; firmness; something that comes to us all; to answer; to succeed; value; to varnish; keen; to dance; dexterity; to toil; to command; a recess in a wall.
F. X. M.
| I am composed of three words and nineteen letters. |
| 1. My 11, 6, 3, 19, 5, is to mount. |
| 2. My 10, 11, 12, 18, is a low place between hills. |
| 3. My 13, 11, 10, 12, 5, is a dipper with a handle. |
| 4. My 19, 1, 2, 4, 18, is to clear up. |
| 5. My 14, 15, 17, 8, is the dearest place on earth. |
| 6. My 7, 3, 18, 13, 10, to sway. |
2803 miles—found by taking all the letters in the lines that are employed in the Roman notation, setting down their common value in figures, and adding all together. Count i as figure 1.
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No. 39.—Niagara.
1.—1. Baret. 2. Abode. 3. Rosin. 4. Edict. 5. Tents.
2.—1. Prong. 2. Racer. 3. Ochre. 4. Nerve. 5. Green.
3.—1. Sharp. 2. Honor. 3. Angle. 4. Rolls. 5. Press.
The prettiest memorial that we have ever seen of any Round Table Chapter comes to us from the Kearsarge Chapter, of Hudson, N. Y. It is a small volume, bound in white cloth, neatly printed, and containing about half a hundred pages. This Chapter has fourteen members and has had two jolly and profitable years. Its clever editors, Messrs. L. G. Price, M. A. Jones, Paul Rowley, C. S. Keating, and S. J. Salls, dedicate their neat book to the Chapter—and its friends. They explain the objects of the Order, and define a Knight: "A nineteenth century relic of the past, distinguished for his chivalry, honor, and appetite"—the Kearsarge variety, we presume. In some cyclopædic information it defines gavel:
"Something the Chapter needs, but hasn't got;
Different from gabble, which it has, but needeth not."
There is a witty salutatory, a list of the officers and members, minutes of the year, done in college class-day oratory style, football, skating, bicycling, tennis, and debating records, and a skit in one act, "Tales of a Soda-Water Fountain," which is clever in composition and exceedingly droll. Here is the Chapter yell:
Hobble, gobble! Razzle, dazzle! Sis! Boom! Ah! Kearsarge Chapter, Rah! Rah! Rah!
Ten pages of advertising help out the "Business Manager's Cinch." The editors hope it will be "a credit to the Chapter." It is indeed. No mention is made of price, but we presume other Chapters can buy copies. The treasurer is Allen Rossman, Hudson.
Efforts are being made to form a Correspondence Chapter, its members to be Ladies, and those whose homes are widely scattered, in order that they may describe each other's homes, and have those descriptions of interest. Three members interested in it are: Donna Vittoria Colonna, Colonna Palace, Rome, Italy; Miss Isma Fincham, Roydon, Queenstown, South Africa; and Miss Florence E. Cowan, Kingman, Arizona. The last-named desires to hear from Miss Marie Ojetti, Rome, Italy, from the members in Australia and New Zealand, and all others, fourteen to eighteen years of age, who may wish to join.
Robert Burdette Dale asks about the Panama Canal. The projector of it was M. Ferdinand de Lesseps, the man who success fully financed and constructed the Suez Canal. For his Panama venture he obtained vast sums from the French middle classes. The United States consul at Colon reported, about one year ago, that $400,000,000 had been spent upon the canal, but that comparatively little progress had been made toward completion. Yet he said in the same report that $100,000,000 would complete it. The discrepancy is due to the cause you mention—profligacy in the management thus far.
Charges of fraud were made in France, and the last days of the great engineer were embittered by the wreck of his hopes and of many poor French families. Direct fraud was not, we believe, traced to M. Ferdinand, but rather he was the victim of over-confidence and of unscrupulous men. At present about 1000 men are employed on the canal, chiefly to protect machinery and work already done. The Nicaragua Canal is to be 170 miles long, and its estimated cost $100,000,000. Its survey crosses no rivers; but were a canal to do so, it would, if on the same level, let the river run into the canal and act as a water-feeder. If not on a level, either the river or the canal would be crossed by an aqueduct. Mountains are tunnelled, or the route laid out around them.
Don Rathburn, write to Hon. George D. Perkins, Sioux City, your member of Congress, who will give you full particulars about entering Annapolis. At least he can tell you if there be a vacancy from your district. Only one person at a time may be at Annapolis from one district. Hence, ordinarily, one is appointed every four years. If, in this busy political season, Mr. Perkins does not reply promptly, write to Hon. Hilary A. Herbert, Secretary of the Navy, Washington, D. C. Elizabeth Barber, 126 Court Street, Oshkosh, Wis., wants numbers 783 and 787 Harper's Young People. These issues are out of the publisher's stock. If any reader has them and is willing to sell them, Miss Barber will pay both price and postage. Thomas Skelley will do the same to get numbers 787, 792, and 796, and Nicholas J. Healy, 203 West Street, New York city, to get number 821. The last named is informed that he can get number 833 by applying to the publishers. These numbers are wanted to complete volumes for binding. Ralph B. Hughes, Richmond, Mo., a member of our Order, says: "I am much interested in the collection of the colloquial songs of this country, and would be very glad to receive a copy of the words of any of these songs from any of the readers of the Round Table. I want plantation songs, negro and steamboat deck hands' songs, sailors' and soldiers' songs. Any one who will send me these songs will confer a favor, which I would be glad to repay in any way that I can. I have a small collection of these songs, many of which are very interesting, and I would like to enlarge it."
"Fortunatus" can find, probably, no place where "fine needle-work may be readily sold at a good price." The reason is an over-supply. She can try two ways to earn money with her needle. One is to secure the names of well-to-do women and write them personal letters, mentioning the wares for sale, and asking if they may be sent for inspection. A few replies—perhaps ten out of fifty letters—will be received, and it is safe, as a rule, to send the article on approval, with stamp for its return. If any be lost, charge it to profit and loss, which is in every business. The other is to place the work on sale at exchanges, which are found in all cities. To reach them, address "Woman's Exchange." A small commission is charged, and generally hints are given you about what class of articles sell best.
Malcolm I. Davis asks how to make an Æolian-harp for his library window. Some time ago we gave directions for such harp, but several who followed them said their harps were capable of being improved—"might be better," one Connecticut member wrote. Will some one give us directions for making a harp warranted to be the best.
'Tis wisest to economize
By blending, in the home supplies,
The highest worth and widest scope.
Now Ivory, being pure and good
For laundry, bath and toilet, would
Save fully half the bills for soap.
Copyright, 1896, by The Procter & Gamble Co., Cin'ti.
Thoroughly revised, classified, and indexed, will be sent by mail to any address on receipt of ten cents.
By W. H. Lewis. Illustrated from Instantaneous Photographs and with Diagrams. 16mo, Paper, 75 cents.
Mr. Lewis, an old Harvard football centre-rush, has put together in this book the result of his experiences in practical football. The work, therefore, is not so much a treatise on the game as a series of practical suggestions, to be used by captains in teaching their men and coaching their teams. The book is divided respectively into the "individual" and "team" play. The part on the "individual" discusses, first, the individual plays, such as passing, kicking, running, falling on the ball, and so on, and then the work of the individual players themselves. The second part discusses, first, offensive and then defensive team play. It will be seen, therefore, that the book is unique of its kind, and in its small compass will be eminently suited for use from day to day in the field or during the discussion after practice.
By Margaret E. Sangster. 16mo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.25.
Mrs. Sangster is a gentle mentor, and while she preaches with great earnestness, it is the sweet womanliness that shines through all she says that attracts and holds the reader.... "With My Neighbors" is wholesome and sweet.... A little book that fulfils an admirable mission.—Chicago Evening Post.
By Will Carleton. Post 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.25.
Every one breathes the sympathy of a whole-souled man, whose humor, while pungent, is always kindly.... There is always that trembling in the laugh that betokens the presence of a tear ready to fall. Will Carleton is always a poet, whether he writes in verse or not.—N. Y. Commercial Advertiser.
With Sketches of the Home and School Life, the Games and Sports, the Manners, Customs, and Folk-Lore of the Time. By William J. Rolfe, Litt.D., Editor of "Rolfe's English Classics," etc. Illustrated. Post 8vo, Cloth, $1.25.
Clearly, forcibly, yet simply, has Prof. Rolfe presented the story of a boy's life, a great boy, a boy of high aspirations, for the literary pleasure of the student and the scholar, as well as for the captivation and delight of the undergraduate and the children, with whom in all ages is Shakespeare a favorite.—Boston Courier.
"Hello, some rabbit's lost its tail! Too bad, I do declare!"
(He saw a fluffy thistle-down afloat up in the air.)
Teddy. "I tell you it's so."
Nellie. "I say it is not."
Teddy. "Well, mamma says it's so; and if mamma says it's so, it's so even if it isn't so!"
The following anecdote was new many years ago, but will bear repeating. A certain Spanish knight, very poor but proud, and rightly so, as his birth was as high as a King's, arrived late one very dark night at an inn in France. Riding up to the entrance on his forlorn nag, he fell to battering the gate. He finally awakened the landlord, who, peering out into the night, called,
"Who is there?"
"Don Juan Pedro Hernandez Rodriguez de Vellanova, Count of Malofra, Knight Santiago and Alcantara," replied the Spaniard.
"I am very sorry," shouted the landlord, "but I haven't room enough for all those gentlemen you mention." And he slammed the window and retired.
What is good for one is not always good for another. This is illustrated in a short tale told some time ago about a French medical student. While in London on a visit the student lodged in the house with a man very sick with a fever, who was continually besieged by his nurse to drink very nauseating liquids which were lukewarm. The sick man found this almost impossible to do, until one day he whispered to his nurse,
"Bring me a salt herring and I will drink as much as you please."
The woman indulged him in his request; he ate the herring, drank the liquids, underwent the required perspiration, and recovered.
The French student, thinking this very clever, inserted in his journal, "Salt herring cures an Englishman of fever."
On his return to France he prescribed the same remedy to his first patient with a fever. The patient died. On which he inserted in his journal: "N.B.—A salt herring cures an Englishman, but kills a Frenchman."
It was noticed, at one of the boys' clubs over on the East Side, that a little negro who attended regularly always sought a certain book each evening, and laughed uproariously apparently at the same picture. One of the supervisors approached and saw that the picture represented a bull chasing a small colored boy across a field. He asked the little fellow what amused him so.
"Gosh!" answered the boy, "he 'ain't kotched him yet!"
A new pair of shoes came home for Davy, aged five. He was delighted with them until they had been put on his feet. Then he exclaimed, with a pout, "Oh, my! they're so tight I can't wink my toes!"
One of King George's ministers was once asked why he did not promote merit. "Because," replied the minister, "merit did not promote me!"
David Garrick, the celebrated actor, was once urged to become a candidate for Parliament. "No, I thank you," replied Garrick. "I would rather play the part of a great man on the stage than the part of a fool in Parliament."
Just before the sea fight between the fleets of Admiral Duncan and Admiral de Winter, the former called his men together, and said,
"Lads, there is a hard winter coming on; see that you keep up a good fire!"
"Now, boys," said the new school-teacher, "I want you to be so quiet that we can hear a pin drop."
There was a cavernous silence for a second, then a voice in the rear muttered, "Now, then, let her drop!"
MRS. DACHSHUND. "My son, how often must I tell you not to get into an argument with that goat?"
SON. "Why?"
MRS. DACHSHUND. "Because he's entirely too headstrong."
[1] Begun in Harper's Round Table No. 879.
[2] Washington, in his journal, speaks of the Indian firing at him at short range, but says nothing of his preventing his companion from killing the would-be murderer. But his companion expressly says that he would have killed the Indian on the spot had not Washington forbidden him. The Indians became very superstitious about Washington's immunity from bullets, especially after Braddock's defeat. In that battle he was the target for the best marksmen among them, and not only escaped without a scratch, although two horses were killed under him and his clothes riddled with bullets, but he was the only officer of Braddock's military family who survived.