wood dell
On morn of June one warbled swell."--_Queen's Wake_.
"Each spire, each tower and cliff sublime,
Was hooded in the wreathy rime."--_Hogg_.
=MELANGE.=
1. Behead a plant, and leave a friend. 2. Curtail the plant, and give
a pungent spice. 3. Syncopate the plant, and find an envelope. 4.
Behead the spice, and leave affection. 5. Syncopate and transpose the
friend, and find learning. 6. Behead the envelope, and leave above.
7. Syncopate and transpose the envelope, and give the inner part. 8.
Transpose above, and find to ramble. 9. Syncopate to ramble, and leave
a wild animal. ISOLA.
=EASY CLASSICAL ACROSTIC.=
My first is in deaf, but not in hear;
My second in doe, and also in deer;
My third is in May, but not in June;
My fourth is in song, but not in tune;
My fifth is in house, and also in shed;
My sixth is in cot, but not in bed;
My seventh is in chair, but not in stool;
My eighth is in lake, but not in pool;
My ninth is in pencil, and also in ink;
My tenth is in blue, but not in pink;
My eleventh is in dish, but not in pan;
My whole was a Greek and a well-spoken man.
ANNAN.
=ENIGMA.=
I am a common adage frequently used by good housewives, and am
composed of twenty-two letters.
My 9 15 3 8 16 22 is pertaining to the place of birth. My 10 20 19 14
are things used to cook with. My 6 1 5 is a domestic animal. My 11 21
is a preposition. My 18 17 13 12 is to appear. My 7 4 2 is a pronoun.
BESSIE.
=ANAGRAMS.=
Each anagram is formed from a single word, and a clue to the meaning
of that word is given after its anagram.
1. A dry shop; rambling composition. 2. I clean rum; belonging to
number. 3. Poet in dread; the act of making inroads. 4. Oxen are set;
clears from blame. 5. Gin danger; displacing.
CYRIL DEANE.
=PICTORIAL PUZZLE.=
[Illustration: What animal, besides the dog and cat is to be found in
the above picture?]
=EASY DIAMOND PUZZLE.=
1, A vowel. 2. A fairy. 3. Change. 4. Not many. 5. A consonant.
WILLIE F.
=CHARADE.=
I.
My first, a god once worshiped, now fills a lowly place, Though
sometimes raised to favor by the wayward human race.
II.
My second, a bold captain, leads a goodly company, Whose numbers march
in columns, like knights of chivalry. They serve us at our bidding,
yet we are in their power, And the weapons that they carry may wound
us in an hour. It grandly leads the ages, as their cycles onward rol
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