of riddle is of recent introduction. The Arithmorem is made
by substituting figures in a part of the word indicated, for Roman
numerals. The nature of the riddle--from the Greek _arithmos_, number,
and the Latin _remanere_, back again--will be easily seen from the
following example, which is a double Arithmorem:
H 51 and _a tub_--a fine large fish.
A 100 and _gore_--a sprightly movement in music.
R 5 and _be_--a part of speech.
U 551 and _as and_--a Spanish province.
To 201 and _ran_--a stupefying drug.
R 102 and _nt_--an acid.
OU 250 and _pap_--a Mexican town.
The answer is Havanna--Tobacco.
_H_alibu_t_, _A_llegr_o_, _V_er_b_, _A_ndalusi_a_,
_N_arcoti_c_, _N_itri_c_, _A_capulc_o_.
52. Charades
are compositions, poetical or otherwise, founded upon words, each
syllable of which constitutes a _noun_, the whole of each word
constituting another noun of a somewhat different meaning from those
supplied by its separate syllables. Words which fully answer these
conditions are the best for the purposes of charades; though many
other words are employed. In writing, the first syllable is termed
"_My first_," the second syllable "_My second_," and the complete word
"_My whole_." The following is an example of a Poetical Charade:
The breath of the morning is sweet;
The earth is bespangled with flowers,
And buds in a countless array
Have ope'd at the touch of the showers.
The birds, whose glad voices are ever
A music delightful to hear,
Seem to welcome the joy of the morning,
As the hour of the bridal draws near.
What is that which now steals on _my first_,
Like a sound from the dreamland of love,
And seems wand'ring the valleys among,
That they may the nuptials approve?
'Tis a sound which _my second_ explains,
And it comes from a sacred abode,
And it merrily trills as the villagers throng
To greet the fair bride on her road.
How meek is her dress, how befitting a bride
So beautiful, spotless, and pure!
When she weareth _my second_, oh, long may it be
Ere her heart shall a sorrow endure.
See the glittering gem that shines forth from her hair--
'Tis _my whole_, which a good father gave;
Twas worn by her mother with honour before--
But _she_ sleeps in peace in her grave.
Twas her earnest request, as she bade them adie
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