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of combat, retired, with many a howl, into at this place, for the purpose of pursuing the echoing forest.

the object of their expedition. The next day was occupied by securing the skins of the wolves, and the hunters concluded to spend the next Letter from a Subscriber. night in the hut, taking care, however, 10 secure the entrance against the possibility of an attack like that of the pre- lowing:

Many thanks to the writer of the folceding evening.

Nero York, March 15th, 1842.. In the morning, the party rose early, DEAR MR. MERRY--The following lines are and, instead of pursuing their journey,

from one who has been both instructed and they plunged into the forest, hoping to amused by your writings, and although a very meet with some sables or ermines. They them as a small offering from the heart of

youthful subscriber, she begs you will accept had not gone far before two little, dark

MARGARET. colored animals, with very long bodies The name of Merry long will be and short legs, were seen running and Remembered well, and loved by me. leaping upon

Linsk uttered a

Not all the works of ancient lore low “ hush,” and approached them care:

Transmit to youth so sweet a storé

Of learning true, in nature's dress, fully, under cover of a large tree. He

The garb so simple, yet the best ; soon approached them, and raising his Religion's power, so deep, so pure, gun to his eye, seemed about to fire, Through endless ages to endure ! when, suddenly lowering his piece, he

Youth bounds at Merry's joyous name, beckoned to Alexis, who came instantly

And e'en old age its love may claim.
to his side. Obedient to a signal given
by Linsk, Alexis drew


Envy.-The envy which grudges the fired; the whole party ran to the spot, success for which it would want the and, with great exultation, they picked courage to contend, was well rebuked by up the animals, which proved to be two the French Marshal LEFEVRE, who had very fine sables. These were the first been in a great many battles, and who that Alexis had killed, and they brought had acquired great wealth and fame. to his mind so forcibly the injunctions One of his friends expressing the most of Kathinka, and her intense desire that unbounded admiration of his magnificent he should be successful in his enterprise, residence, exclaimed, “How fortunate that he burst into a food of tears. The you are!” “I see you envy me, two sons of Linsk looked at him with said the marshal ; “ but come, you shall amazement, but the old man guessed the have all that I possess, at a much cheap, cause of his emotion, and by some sport- er rate than I myself paid for it. Step ive remark, diverted the thoughts of the down with me into the yard; you shall party into other channels. The kind- let me fire twenty musket shots at you, ness of Linsk in this, and in giving at the distance of thirty paces, and if I Alexis the first chance to fire, filled the fail to bring you down, all that I have is heart of the young hunter with gratitude, yours. What! you refuse?” said the which he did not soon forget.

marshal, seeing that his friend demurred They now pursued their sport, and -"know that before I reached my pres

-“ before the evening came, they had caught ent eminence, I was obliged to stand seven sables and three ermines. They, more than a thousand musket shots, therefore, returned to their hut, and now and those who pulled the triggers were began to think of spending several weeks nothing like thirty paces from me.”

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Toad-Stools and Mushrooms.

THESE two kinds of plants, though of The toad-stool, of which we here give similar appearance, are so very different, a picture, usually grows in moist places, that while one is poisonous, the other is and where the soil is very rich. a wholesome and delicious article of food.

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down, and carried round in a smooth The mushroom is cooked in various circle, the top being shaped like an um- ways; here, it is chiefly used for making brella. The under side of the mush- ketchup; but in France, the people stew room is of a pinkish hue, and the skin and fry it, and consider it among the is easily peeled off from the top. most delicate of dishes.



The Return of Spring

My 7, 2, 3, 4, 11, is a very large fish.
My 2, 3, 1, 11, is a useful vehicle.

My whole is the name of a celebrated author,
Now spring returns, and all the earth which I shall give you in my next.
Is clad in cheerful green;

A BLACK-EYED SUBSCRIBER. The heart of man is filled with mirth, And happiness is seen.

Puzzle, No. 3. The violet rears its modest head,

I am a sentence composed of 26 letters. To welcome in the spring, And from its low and humble bed

My 1, 11, 15, 4, 24, 8, is a flourishing city. Doth sweetest odors bring.

My 3, 15, 18, 17, 17, 16, is a road.

My 7, 8, 6, is a girl's name. The birds are warbling in the grove,

My 12, 11, 10, is a disturbance. And flutter on the wing,

My 4, 5, 10, 6, is a municipal corporation. And to their mates in notes of love

My 19, 21, 26, 14, is what you take on my Responsive echoes sing.


My 15, 24, 26, is the grass over a grave. Far as the eye can view, the hills

My 22, 24, 25, 26, is a burden. Are clad in verdure bright;

My 13, 2, 6, 9, 5, 23, is a bird of prey. The rivers and the trickling rills

My whole is a link of a great iron chain. Are pleasant to the sight.

PUZZLE, No. 4.
Nature another aspect wears,
Stern winter's reign is o'er;

I am a name of 17 letters.
While everything the power declares

My 9, 10, 3, 12, 17, 2, is a useful mechanic. Of Him whom we adore.

My 15, 10, 13, 8, 7, is what we all wish to be.

My 1, 11, 4, is that for want of which great misfortunes have happened.

My 2, 14, 5, 8, is an article of commerce.

My 13, 11, 15, 16, 6, is French for a city.
My 1, 6, 17, 2, is a person of rank.

My whole is a distinguished foreigner.
See here, what a string of puzzles
have been sent me by my young readers!

Puzzle, No. 5.
Who will unravel them?

I am a word of 9 letters.
My 9, 8, 8, 1, is the name of a number.

Puzzle, No. 1.

My 4, 8, 1, 3, 7, is the name of a kind of I am a word of 6 letters.


My 9, 5, 3, 3, is the name of a large cask. My 1, 2, 6, 5, is what Oliver Twist asked for.

My 6, 5, 3, 9, is what butchers often do. My 3, 2, 1, is a nickname for a boy.

My 1, 2, 3, 4, is a nickname. My 4, 2, 1, 5, every one loves.

My 8, 2, 3, 4, is what every animal in crea. My 1, 2, 3, 4, every good house-keeper dreads. tion does. My whole is my dearest friend.

My 6, 2, 3, 7, is the name of a small pet aniFANNY. mal, to be found in almost every house.

My 4, 5, 3, 9, is an exclamation signifying PUZZLE, No. 2.

“Let alone!" I am a word of 14 letters.

My 1, 3, 3, 4, is an implement used by fishMy 5, 9, 13, 6, 13, is an important article My 1, 5, 3, 9, is found in the woods. best found in Ireland.

My whole is the name of a great sandheap. My 2, 6, 13, is a very useful fowl.

My 14, 9, 10, 11, is a very unpleasant state to be in.

COME out here, and I'll lick the whole My 9, 10, 12, is very pleasant in summer. My 7, 2, 3, 8, 12, is also very pleasant in of you; as the boy said ven he seed a bot

tle full of sugar sticks in a shop window!






go to

To my Correspondents. others, to the puzzles in the March num

ber, all of which are right. The first is Whew! what a lot of letters I have Bunker Hill Monument; the second is got from my little black-eyed and blue- A Black-eyed Friend. eyed friends, this month! Some contain The following request I will reflect answers to old puzzles, and some con- upon. tain new puzzles, and some put questions MR. MERRY-I wish very much to have the which puzzle me not a little. How- story of Philip Brusque continued. I wish to ever, I am very glad to hear from any know what Mr. Bonfils did. Was he a good body who takes an interest in poor Bob king, and did they have any more riots ? If Merry; and I think all the better of you will“ lift the curtain,” you will satisfy my

wishes, and oblige

A SUBSCRIBER. young people, who can be kind to an old

Boston, March 5, 1842. fellow with a wooden leg, and content

The “Meditations of an Old Man" to hear stories from one who never went to college. I feel cheered by these readers ; they do not like to weep very

are a little too melancholy for our young pleasant, lively letters ; and sometimes, often, and I expect that Bob Merry's when my old pate reels with hard work, story will

, by and bye, call for all the and my eyes grow dim as I think the sad fortunes that pursue me,

tears they can spare.

I the package of my correspondents, and I insert the following with pleasure. there find consolation. “No matter-no It seems that young Bare-Head is a matter,” say I to myself, “ if all the “ Wolverene;" and if he will tell his world deserts or abuses me, at least real life and adventures, no doubt they these little friends will be true to me!” will be worth hearing. What a good So, thereupon, I wipe my eyes, clean my title it will be !-" The Adventures of spectacles, whistle some merry tune, and Ben Bare-Head, the Wolverene !" sit down to write something cheerful MASTER BARE-HEAD'S PUZZLE. and pleasant for my Magazine.

I am a name of 13 letters. Well, now I say again, that I am much obliged to my kind friends, and I

My 5, 3, 13, is a stupid fellow.

My 4, 8, 1, 5, 6, 7, is a kind of shrub. am glad to observe that they always pay My 13, 5, 1, is a nickname. their postage. Only one instance to the My 1, 5, 11, 6, 7, often takes place between contrary has occurred: my little friend, two individuals. Cornelius W of Newark, New Jer

My 6, 7, 2, 4, 10, is a pleasing diversion.

My 3, 12, 10, 5, 1, is a useful agent. sey, forgot to pay the postage on the

My 5, 13, 7, 10, 4, is what we every day be. specimen of his handwriting that he sent hold.

I mention this for his benefit, be- My 9, 11, 5, 12, 10, is what I am. cause the habit of forgetting to do things

My 6, 7, 10, 3, 13, has ruined many as they ought to be done is a very bad

My 4, 7, 5, 1, 10, many do not possess.

My 7, 2, 11, is what I have not got. habit. Suppose, for instance, that a per. My 6, 2, 9, 7, is what a Hoosier seldom son should get into the habit of eating sees. carelessly; why, at last, instead of eat- My 7, 8, 12, is common in Michigan. ing the meat, and rejecting the bones, he

My 1, 5, 9, 12, is often seen in Boston

My 6, 7, 10, 4, 12, is a convenient article. might swallow the bones, and reject the

My 11, 10, 10, 12, 7, 5, 6, 7, 10, makes cross meat! Think of that, Master Cornelius.

My 1, 8, 13, 10, 8, 1, will doubtless be a ben. I have received the answers of A. L.,

efit to the rising generation.

My whole may well be considered the pride W. H. S., C.F. W.P., F. A. S., and of America.

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When this is solved, you shall have a harder But no remorse, or anguish,

Could then avail to save,
Bertrand, Michigan, Jan. 31, 1842.

And those once splendid cities The following lines are pretty good

Found one promiscuous grave.

H. D. B. for so young a writer :

Well done, my gray-eyed friendTHE DESTRUCTION OF SODOM AND P. J.U. Come and see me, and I will


give thee a hearty shake of the hand!

Esteemed Friend:-
Brightly o’er those proud cities
The morning sun arose,

I have received thy Magazine, and write on And over those princely palaces

purpose to inform thee of my wish to see the last His robe effulgent throws.

of our friend Brusque on the island of Fredo. But whether on stately palace,

nia; and hope it will be of no inconvenience to

unravel the whole. Although I am a grayOr spire, or idol fane, He shows his gorgeous coloring,

eyed little friend, I have taken the liberty to

write thee a few lines, and hope thee will reThere it ne'er must rest again.

ceive it from an unknown boy, aged 11 years, And lovely, O most lovely,

who longs to see thee and hear those interest

ing stories which I hope will soon appear in Was the scene he shone on now!

our pretty little books; but as that cannot be From the verdant flower-decked vale, To the mountain's pine-clad brow,

at present, I still hope to get them, with yellow

covers, with my father's name on the back. With the crystal stream's meandering flow,

From a gray-eyed friend, And its waters dancing bright,

P. J. U. All nature teems with beauty, With joy, and life, and light.

The suggestion of a “Black-Eyed

Friend,”as to juvenile plays or dialogues, And from every shrub and flower

is received, and shall be duly considered. What a fragrant perfume breathes, I notice his remark that I have not given While fruit of almost every clime Hangs in rich clusters from the trees;

the names of all the kinds of type ; and And birds, of plumage rich and rare,

he is correct in his observation. J. H Pour forth their notes of love,

W., Oak street, Boston, writes a fair, In strains so wild, so thrilling, sweet, handsome hand, and this is a pleasant From every sheltering grove!

thing to a blear-eyed old fellow, like And who would deem that sin

His solution is right. G. W. F., Could mar a scene so beauteous, bright,

of Pittsburgh, also writes very neatly, So filled with things that please the eye, and his letter is expressed with great And give the mind delight ?

propriety. He, too, is correct in his anAnd yet such guilt stalked proudly here, Such sin without alloy,

swers to the riddles. The enigma of As to tempt the Almighty's wrath to curse,

J. W. P. is ingenious—but the name His anger to destroy.

itself is a puzzle. Here it is: “General

Diebitsch Sabalkansky." Why, this But soon, ah me! how very soon,

name reminds me of a stick that was so And what a change is there!

crooked it could never lie still ! A bellowing earthquake shakes the ground,

Loud thunders fill the air; Bright fire from heaven flashes In sheets of liquid flame,

Irish Wit.—" Please your honor, is And a heap of wretched ruins

a thing lost when you know where it Those proud cities then became.

is?said an Irish footman to his master.

“To be sure not, you booby.” What keen remorse and anguish Must have through those bosoms thrilled,

“Och! thank your honor for that; the What shrieks and shouts of agony

de'il of harm then, for the new copper Must the echoing air have filled !

takettle 's at the bottom of the well !"



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