he head of the Albert Nyanza, he saw similar huts to those which I
have just described. In one of his books there is an amusing picture of
a Madi village removing. The greatest burden is a conical roof, which
four men are carrying on their heads. Other men and women are carrying a
few sticks or baskets, but the all-important thing is the roof. These
roofs are easily lifted from their posts, and Speke once saw a number of
Turkish traders take off the roofs of a village without permission, and
carry them off to make a camp for themselves.

PUZZLERS FOR WISE HEADS.

9.--WORD CHANGES.

1.--A committee of management,
Curtail--and find a wild animal.
Behead and curtail--a kind of pole.
Transpose--wide, extensive, liberal.

2.--The end of being.
Behead and curtail--to do that without which we cannot be.
Transpose--thoroughly disliked.

3.--A borderland--measured movement.
Behead--a curved stone structure.
Behead and curtail--a part of a circle.
Transpose--an irresistible power to please.

C. J. B.

10.--MESOSTICH.

The central letters read downwards will give the name of a fragrant
flower.

1. A fair woman, who was the cause of much warfare.
2. A wrong and illegal act.
3. A celebrated physician.
4. A continuous line of cars.
5. A philosopher and essayist.

C. J. B.

[_Answers on page 286._]

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ANSWERS TO PUZZLE ON PAGE 214.

8.--1. Alcester.
2. Camberwell.
3. Dunfermline.
4. Doncaster.
5. Dursley.
6. Middlesex.

THE COUNT AND THE DOVE.

Count Zinzendorf was a great German noble who did a great deal of good
in the world. One day, when he was a boy, he was playing with his hoop
near the banks of a deep river, and he spied a dove struggling in the
water. By some means the poor bird had fallen into the river, and was
unable to escape.

The little Count quickly rolled down a washing-tub, which had been left
near the water's edge, jumped into it, and, though generally very timid
on the water, by the help of a stick he managed to steer himself to the
place where the dove lay. With the bird in his hand, he guided the tub
back, and got safely to land. Then he set the bird free.

'Were you not afraid?' asked his mother, when she heard of it.

'Yes, I was,' he answered, 'but I could not bear that the dove should
die. You know, Mother, its little o