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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.”