Newspaper Page Text
8
youth’s Department.
ENIGMA No. 57.
I am composed of 16 letters:
My 5,3, 12, is a poor cottage.
My 6,9, 14, 10, 11, is a long pointed
weapon.
My 13, 10, 15, is a human being.
My 2, 13, 8,15, is a prognostic.
My 9, 10, 16, 8, 15, 12, is a writ con
ferring a right.
My 1,8, 10, 11, is a certain number
of months.
My 4,2, 15, 8, is a sound, a note.
My 7, 11, 14, 10, 13, is the thought of
a sleeping person.
My 15, 3, 12, is the name of a fruit.
My 4, 11, 8, 10, 16, is to negotiate.
My whole is what we read in the Ban
ner of the South.
Annie E. Me.
Answer next week.
Savannah, Ga. } 18G8.
ENIGMA—No. 58.
I am composed of 19 letters :
My 7,8, 5,3, 2, 19, is what we are
all made for.
My 4. 2,3, 8,9, is an unwelcome visi
tor at all times.
My 10, 13, 17, 2,0, is what Dives
craved in his place of torture.
My 10, 7,5, 16. 8, is what was at, one
time, the strange receptacle of a Prophet.
My 7, 18, 14, 2, is the third dearest
and most beautiful word in the English
language.
My 10, 5,9, 14, 10, 8, 13, 6,7, 2,9,
is like a scolding wife, good in its place,
but not pleasant at .all times.
My 12, 8, 16, 16,- is a place easily
reached, but not so easily lett.
My 11, 2,1, 8, 14, 15, 5, 12, is a por
tion of the name of an old and much
loved clergyman of Georgia.
My 14, 15, 6,9, 1,2, is something
which my whole should wear; and my
whole is the name of a Priest in Georgia.
AViltie.
Answer next week.
Savannah, Ga., 1868.
ENIGMA No. 59.
1 am composed of 17 letters :
My 8,5, 16, 3, is something needful to
every one.
My 11, 9, 15,6, 12, 16, 17, is the
sweetest of “pet names.”
My 7,2, 13, 3, 15, 14, 9, is the French
for share.
My 6, 12, 10, 2, is a girl’s name.
My 17, 13, 5, 12,10, is a color.
My 1,2, 17, 9, is something we cannot
resist.
*My 7,2, 17, is a man’s name abbrevi
ated.
My 11, 5,2, 17, 4, is something inev
itable.
My 7,2, 8,3, is what we dislike to do
with those we love.
My 4.15, 17, 5, is what we should
never do.
My 6,2, 17, is a troublesome little an
imal.
My 7,2, 16, 3, is something we cannot
recall.
My 5,2, 16, 9, is what every one likes.
My whole is the name of a much
loved Priest of Savannah. #
Annie.
Answer next week.
Savannah, Ga., 1868.
ENIGMA—No. 60.
1 am composed of 31 letters:
My 30, 28, 7, 31, 20, 14, 28, 6, 15,31,
18, 23, is the name of a popular song.
My 25, 10, 16, 9, is a celebrated gar
den.
My 2, 23. 9,7, 31, 15, 7, 28, 22, 1,
28, 17, is the name of an Irish patriot.
My 31, 28, 19, 30, 13, 5,1, 2, is a city
in England.
My 4, 22,2, 11, 24, 3,9, 28, is an
land of considerable note.
My 14, 3, 11, 27, is what lawyers do
not object to.
My 29, 13, 21, 8, 19, 1,3, 24, 16, 26,
is a distinguished Southern soldier.
My 17, 26, 12, 20, is an historical vio
linist.
My 18. 13, 29, 10, 21, 31, 6, 20, 17,
is a famous English poet.
My whole is an important event in
the late war. H. N. H.
Answer next week.
Selma, Ala., 1868.
ANAGRAM.
Mr. Editor : Below is an Anagram
which 1 have seen, and consider to be one
of the best afloat:
AN AG R AM.
“ Quid est veritas V'
(Question asked of Christ by Pilate; see John xvxii.,
38- U. A. P.
Answer next week.
Augusta, Ga., Sept. 1868.
REBUS.
(Sequel to Rebus in No. 25.)
the - der.
Answer next week.
August , Ga„ Sept., 1868.
Answers to Last Week’s Enigmas,
Etc. —Enigma No. 54 —‘ ‘10-day, Mo
ther, you will see your son either Lmef
Priest, or an exile” —Catholic—Root-bi-
cily—Stations—Mechanics —Suit ulness -
Death—Representation—Where—Your
—Lynx —E. _
To Enigma No. 55—-Blucher Reb
Ruche—Blue—Lucre— Club-Herb-Cub.
To Enigma No. 56—Southern Con
federacy —Soda-Order I ndei Tone—
Honev—Encore— Ruse-—Nay—Career—
Oyster——Nose——Feud—-Ell ace—Duse——
Rear—Adorn —Censor —Yoro.
Rebus :
I sigh for nothing but cyphers now;
Cyphering cyphers, 1 sigh for you;
I sigh for cyphers, meaning naught
But to puzzle cypher*™ like you.
Prepared for tlie Banner of the South by Uncle Buddy.
FAMILIAR SCIENCE.
HEAT CONTINUED.
Fire heats the face more than it docs
the rest of the body, because the rest of
the body is covered with clothing, which,
being a bad conductor of heat, pi events
the same sudden and rapid transmission
of heat to the skin.
Those substances which radiate most
also absorb most heat, and those which
radiate least also absorb least heat. All
things, as well as the sun and fire, radiate
heat, in some measure, but not equally
well. Next to the sun and fire, all dull
and dark substances are good radiators of
heat, but all light and polished substances
arc bad radiators. Aou may ask, what
is meant by being “ a bad radiator of
heat ?” Well, it is this : To radiate heat
is to throw off heat by rays, as the sun.
A bright and polished surlace will do this
very little, if any. A polished tin pan
does not throw off the heat of boiling
water from its surlace, hut retains it. A
tin pan, filled with hot water, is some
times used as a foot-warmer, because pol
ished tin (being a bad radiator of hcat.j
keeps hot a very long time, and warms
the feet resting upon it. The tin foot
warmer would get cold sooner if the pol
ish were injured, because polished tin
throws oft its heat very slowly; but dull,
scratched, painted, or dirty tin, throws
offits heat very quickly.
Snow at the foot of a hedge, or a wall,
will melt sooner than that in an open
field, because the hedge, or wall, radiates
heat into the snow beneath, which melts
it.
Hot iron is cooled by radiation thus :
While its heat is being carried off* by
“ convection,” the hot iron throws oil
heat on all sides by radiation also.
Flues, connected with stoves, &c.,
should always be blackened with black
lead, in order that the heat of the flue
may be more readily diftused throughout
the" room. Black lead radiates heat more
freely than any other known substance.
In heating a room with steam, black pipes
tend to cool the hot vapor.
A polished metal teapot will make
better tea than a black earthen one, be
cause polished metal (being a very bad
radiator of heat,) keeps the water hot
much longer; and the hotter the water is
the better it “ draws” the tea. A dull,
black teapot will not make good tea, be
cause the heat of the water flies off so
quickly through the dull, black surface of
the teapot that the water is very rapidly
cooled, and cannot “draw' the tea. The
poorer classes generally prefer the
little black earthen teapot to the bright
mctalic one, because they set it near the
fire to “ draw,” in which case the little
black teapot will make the best tea, be
cause the black teapot will absorb heat
plentifully from the fire, and keep the
water hot; whereas, a bright metal tea
pot set near the fire would throw off the
heat by reflection. Thus, it will appear,
that sometimes a black earthern teapot
is'the best, and sometimes a bright metal
one. When a teapot is set on the stove
“ to draw,” the black earthern is the best,
because it radiates heat very slowly, and,
therefore, keeps the water Lot. A metal
pot would not serve to keep the water
hot if it were dull and dirty, for it is the
bright polish of the metal which makes
it a bad radiator, and, if it were dull,
scratched, or dirty, the heat would escape
very rapidly. "NY ater, in hot weather,
is also kept cooler in bright metal than
in dull or earthen vessels.
Dinner covers are made of bright metal,
tin or silver, because light-colored and
highly polished metal is a very bad radia
tor of heat; and, therefore, bright tin,
or silver, will not allow the heat ot the
cooked food to escape through the cover
by radiation. If a meat-cover be dull, or
scratched, it will absorb heat from the
food beneath, and, instead of keeping it
hot, make it cold.
Meat is subject to taint on a moonlight
night because it radiates heat very freely
on a bright moonlight night; in conse
quence of which it is soon covered .with
dew which produces rapid decompo>ition.
Mm® ©i
Moonlight nights conduce to the rapid
growth of plants, because radiation is
carried on very rapidly on moonlight
nights; in consequence of which dew is
very plentifully deposited on young plants,
which conduces much to their youth and
vigor.
The air resting on the surface of the
earth is colder than that in the higher re
gions, because the earth radiates more
heat than the leaves of lofty trees, and,
therefore, more rapidly condenses and
freezes the vapor of the air.
Shrubs are more liable to be frost-bitten
than trees, because they do not rise far
above the surface of the earth; and, as
the air contiguous to the earth is. made
colder by radiation, than that in the
higher regions, the low shrubs are often
frost-bitten, when the lofty trees are unin
jured.
Reflection.— To reflect heat is to throw
it back in rays from the surface of the
reflecting body toward the place whence
it came. The best reflectors of heat are
all bright surfaces and light colors.
[Written l'or the Banner of the South.]
BEAR THE CROSS.
RY RUTH FAIRFAX.
I was lost 1 lost in a wild and dreary
wilderness. For hours, Iliad been danc
ing over the green turf, listening to the
song of birds, and plucking the bright
flowers that grew at my feet Oh! how
brilliant they were, and how closely 1
pressed them to my lips and bosom. New
beauties, and more brilliant flowers,
flashed before me at every step, and my
eyes were fixed upon a mass of blood-red
roses, that bloomed upon my left. While
I gazed, longingly, upon them, a pair of
white hands fluttered among the roses, a
wreath was rapidly woven of the glow
ing flowers, and the white hands placed
it upon my head. Then, again, I danced
on, but not so lightly as before; my feet
were bare, and the pebbles, tiny, but
sharp, and hidden in the grass, cut them,
and drops of blood stained my dress.
The flowers I had pressed to my bosom,
were all withered ; but they had left be
hind them a burning pain in? my breast.
I sighed wearily, and the sigh was echoed
all around. The wind rose; the way be
came rougher, and I asked myself, is
there no way of escape from this place ?
The sun was setting, and not even a
young moon hung in the heavens, to
give me a glimmer of light. I was lost!
All was strange around me ; the cold
hand of terror seemed grasping my heart;
the crimson roses on my brow were like
living flames, each one pierced my brain
like a red hot needle; and, with a wild,
despairing cry, I dashed the flowers to
the ground, and trampled upon them; a
chill wave of sorrow and remorse swept
over my soul, aud I cried aloud, lost!
lost!
A tall and venerable figure stood be
fore me, and in my heart, though not with
my lips, I murmured, “show me the way.”
Tenderly, lie took me by the hand, and,
leading* me a few paces to the right,
pointed to a narrow path, and left me. I
had taken but two steps, when I found
an unexpected obstacle in my path. It
was a large cross, roughly hewn out of
heavy wood, and completely* filled up the
way, I tried to pass it in vain; a mouse
could not have found room to slip past it.
I tried to break down the hedge on either
side of it, but only succeeded in wound
ing 1113* hands. I then endeavored to
throw ft down ; alas, alas, it resisted every
effort. I could could not climb over
it; I could not creep under it; I could
uot pass it, nor could I remove it fr<Jm
iny path. I gave one longing look to
wards the cross, and the light shining so
brightly, far on the other side of it, aud
—turned back.
Yet, more miserable was I, when I re
gained the forest, than I was before, and
eagerly I looked around for another way
of escape. My sight was quickened by
terror, and I soon saw another pathway
on my left. Oh! how eagerly 1 sprang
into it ; but I looked cautiously around
me, lest there might be another cross be
fore me. It is true there were a few
tiny crosses before me, but they were
easily thrust aside, and 1 kept on my
way. Presently, I began to look around
for a spring of water, wherewith to allay
my burning thirst, but I saw none. My
thirst became more and more intolera
ble ; hunger gnawed my - vitals ; but
though flowers bloomed on every side,
no fruit was there. I heard a sound, as
if of rippling brooks, but I found naught
to quench m3' thirst; it was on ly sound,
a mere mockery of reality.
And, now, my heart was sinking with
despair ; I called aloud on Heaven for
aid ; and I was heard. A youthful form
stood beside me, and, with tender looks,
and gentle words, calmed my agitation.
Then he took my hand and led me back
to the narrow pathway, where my tall and
stately guide stood waiting for me. This
time be did not leave me, but led me on
into the narrow path. I looked fearfully
before me. Yes! there it was, the same
cross, but larger, heavier, rougher, than
it was before; I had been away so long
it had increased in its size.
“How am I to pass that ?” I asked.
“You are not to pass it,” he said;
“you must take it up and carry it with
you.”
“O! I cannot!” I cried, shrinking back.
“Oh, yes, you can, and will,” answered
my guide, “for in this country, where you
are going, these crosses are considered
invaluable ; crowns will be given in ex
change for them, and the rougher and
heavier the cross, the more brilliant the
crown it will purchase. The tiny crosses
made of silk, and stuffed with down,
look well, and are easy* to carry ; but
these, these rough ones, 1113" child, are the
kind wherewith to purchase crowns!
Come, I will help you.”
With gentle hand, he helped me lift
the cross, and rest it on my back. For
a moment, I staggered beneath the
weight; the rough splinters tore my flesh,
until my blood stained the wood ; it al
most slipped from my hands, but 1 grasp
ed it again, and clasped it closer to my
heart. And I saw there were olhet
stains of blood on the wood, and from
these stains issued the richest fragrance,
powerful, life-giving ; it revived my faint
ing courage, gave new strength to my
frame, and, at every step, the burden
grew lighter, the way brighter. A foun
tain of living water sent a suppl3 T of
water, never failing, by the side of this
path ; lovely flowers grew on every side,
and every flower concealed a glowing
fruit. Oil! blind, blind, that I was, to
continue so long in a path where only
flowers grew, and no fruit to feed the
sheep who, indeed, “look up aud are not
fed.” Oh! come nearer to the cross,
dear friends, nearer to that Church who
holds up the Cross of Christ, as the sym
bol of her faith ; you will find that the
yoke is indeed easy, and the burden
light. Turn not blindly away from the
Crucifixion, because others cry to you,
“Look here !” Look for y*ourselves; lift
the Cross; try it. Oh! the sweet odor
from the blood-stained wood, will so pen
etrate your souls, that you will throw
yourselves in adoration at the feet of the
Crucified Jesus, and cry :
• *
“Here, Lord, I give myself .to thee,
’Tis all that I eau do.”
Oh! come rest under the shadow of
the Crucifix ; look at the pale brow, the
blood-stained hands, the wounded feet ;
say, does not this image bring vividly
before you the awful sufferings of our
Saviour? Oh! cling to the sacred Cross;
here indeed you will find fruit as well as
flowers ; here 3*ou will find the living
water wherewith to quench 3*our raging
thirst ; here, and here only, you will
find that bread, which, partaken of, will
confer life forever. “And the bread that
I will give is my flesh, which I will give
for the life of the world.”
THE PAPACY
“A properly qualified per sou can be elected Pope.”
—La i van.— Pilot, Aug. 28.
A mistake. After the “Avignon Captivity,” the
Cardinals unanimously agreed that none but Italians
could be eligible to the Tiara.— Pilot, Sej)t. 5.
We beg leave, respectfully, and with
becoming diffidence, to say*, that Laffan
is right, and the Pilot wrong. The Car
dinals, in the Conclave, after the death
of Pope Gregory XI., agreed not to elect,
on that occasion, any but an Italian, but
they did not attempt to declare all per
sons, of other nationalities, ineligible, for
they had no power to do so. This was
in the fourteenth century. In the six
teenth, Adrian Florent, a native of
Utrecht, was elected to succeed Leo X.,
and took the name of Adrian AH. This
shows that there is no law against the
election to the bishopric of Rome, of
others than Italians. That so many Ital
ians have been elected, is owing chiefly
to the fact that there is a majority of
persons of that nation in the Sacred Col
lege. Pius IX. lias called an unusual
number from other nations to the Roman
purple, a fact that may have no little in
fluence upon the action of the next Con
clave.—Catholic Standard.
A “Flying Cat.” —A nondescript ani
mal, said to be a flying cat, and called by
the Bheels, panka billee, has been shot
by Mr. Alexander Gibson, in the Punch
Mehals. The dried skin was exhibited
at the last meeting of the Bombay Asiatic
Society. Mr. Gibson believes that
the animal is really a eat, and not a bat,
or flying fox, as some contend. It meas
ured eighteen inches in length, and was
quite as broad when extended in the air.
As the head is demolished, naturalists
will have a difficulty in settling the genus
to which it belonged. Mr. Propert is
said to have offered rewards for a speci
men, but the Bheels were never able to
procure one. The Friend of India re
marks that if Mr. Gibson were not well
known as a member of the Asiatic So
ciety, and a contributor to that journal,
it should be inclined to pronounce the cat
to be a “preparation.”
TO and Httmat
The Fortune of war—Prize Money 1
Tough Muffins. — Ragamuffins.
A Query. —can cock-crowing be called
(h)enchanting ?
A Woman’s Cause for all Her Ac
tions. —Because.
A Bad Debt. The owing 0 f a
grudge.
Hardly. —England can hardly expect
the Fenian circle to act on the square.
“Poppy, what is a sinking fund ?" “A
tow-boat with a hole in her bottom.
Continually. —Money may not al
ways change hearts, but it is continually
changing hands.
Notwithstanding. —The moon, not
withstanding she looks so modest and
demure, is a night-walker.
“Sam, why am de hogs de most intel
ligent folks in de world?” “Because
dey nose cbery ting.”
Why does a satirist treat his victims
like telescopes ? Because he draws them
out—sees through them—and then shuts
them up.
A church in Columbus, Ohio, has pru
ed at its entrance the following : “Gen
tlemen will leave their tobacco at the
door.”
Will Reverse It.— Tho Chinese Em
bassy is going to England. This will
reverse the old proverb, and show us
China in a Bull shop.
Why are seamstresses not admitted into
so-called fashionable society* ? Because
the codfish and shoddy aristoracy think
there is no gentility in them what-sew
ever.
Mixed Reasons. —A- colored young
ster in Troy, received corporeal punish
ment at the hands of his ancestors, re
cently, because his kitten got its head in
the milk pitcher. The boy cut off the
head to save the pitcher, and then broke
the pitcher to get out the head.
The Number. —Our own correspond
ent, who went up to the “Tip-Top House.’
in a shower of rain, says, that, after din
ner, he sat round a charcoal, fire and
counted noses, and found that the party
consisted of five rain-dears and twelve
rain-beaux.
It is a singular fact, that ladies. r who
know how to preserve everything else,
can’t preserve their tempers. Yet it may
easily be done on the self-sealing princi
ple. It is only to keep the mouth of the
vessel tightly closed —hermetically sealed,
as it were.
The Lord Brougham, in a playful
mood one day, wrote the following epkayl.
on himself:
“Here, reader, turn your weeping eyes,
My fate a moral teaches;
The hole in which my body lies,
Would not contain < ft • half my speeches.
The following squib, which appeared
in the London Magaline for 1777, does
not come very wide of the mark at the
present day :
Give Chloe a bushel of horsehair and wood.
Os paste and pomatum a pound;
Ten yards of gay ribbon to deck her sweet sky
And gauze to encompass it round.”
The Boston Transcript prints t. ; fol
lowing laconic epistles :
“Mr, B , I see no good reason why
your piggs should run at larg: in my
garden. D
“Mr. D , I see no good reason jo:
your spelling piggs with two g's.
A. B
A cotemporary records a “melancholy
event, r at a time when his head wis ra
ther heavy, after the following mine r:
“Yesterday morning, at 4 o’clock, n. up,
a man with a heel in the hole or bi
stocking, committed arsenic, by swa,.
ing a dose of suicide. The inquest of the
verdict returned by the jury was that m
deceased came to the facts in aoe.T : m
with his death. lie leaves a child with -;x
small wives to lament to the eud kg
timely loss. In death wc are in to
midst of life.”
A soldier of the West, during the Mt
war, being off duty, was engage > '>;/ 3
landlord to dig a patch of p tames, ea
condition that he should be furs ‘
with a bottle of whiskey to begin v ; -‘
The landlord accordingly took hi: t .me
field, showed hijii the patch, ana !•
full bottle of his favorite bwogaga
About an hour afterward the lamJ
went to see how the sonf»f Mars pry
gressed in his business of farming- h e
found him holding on to ail old mrmg.
unable to stand without it, his bottle a-7
empty at his feet, and no potat o -vijt
Being quite exasperated, the h 1 - *
exclaimed:
“Halloa, you scoundrel! is this t
you dig my potatoes for me ?”
“Ha !” says the soldier, lapping
tongue, staggering half round, sq'rm
and hiccuping, “if you want your !
toes dug, fetch ’em on —for I’ll be bang ”
if I’m going to run round the T
'em.”