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220 LITERARY. ImUAJI TV. MANN, Editor. SATURDAY, DEC. 3, 1859. TRAVELING AGENT. John L. Stockton, of this city, is General Traveling Agent for the Field and Fikeside. and the Constiti- TIOHALIST. — —— BACK NUMBERS. Persons subscribing to the Field and Fireside can be supplied with all the back numbers. — £T3P By error in the ** imposing ” of our last number, nine lii-es of which the proper place is at the top of the fourth column of the third page (page 211), find themselves at the bottom of the same column. — TO CORRESPONDENTS AND CONTRIBUTORS. We have received this week, the following communications: JAn Article in two numbers on S. S. Prentiss, by G. H. 8.; The Black Mask, by Emmie Emerald ; Literary Fame, by U. L. 0.; Fighting Boys, &c., by J. M. T.; Model Marketing, by Hoppinjohn : Popular Astronomy, by Latukin. Nos. 3 A 4; TJps and Downs —in two parts —by Stella— Randolph; My Father’s Grave, by U'enonah accepted. Mattie May and her Aunt Lettieaccepted. To “ Daisy ” —The communications you speak of have not reached us. “ The Sister’s Influence, or the Brother Re claimed,” is very creditable to the head and heart of the youthful author, but the story, in its composition, betrays too plainly the inexpe rience of the writer, to be suitable for our col umns. "We predict, however, that it will not be a great while before we shall be very glad to publish something from this promising young pen. If circumstances permit him to cultivate literature, and if he will cultivate it faithfully, he may count on winning an honorable place — that is, if—we don’t like to put another if in here, but we must do it—if the writer be really a very young man. The following articles are respectfully de clined: Hickory-Nut Gap; Charmed by a Sar pent; Life, by G.; The Mother’s Jewels; On the Death of Mrs. Hemans. * — NEW PUBLICATIONS RECEIVED. Tho publisher has kindly laid upon our table an interesting and valuable work, which all in telligent Georgians and especially they who are at all addicted to political life, and who are, or wish to be, considered statesmen, should at once possess themselves of and read. The book is “ The Life of George M. Troup,” by Edward J. Harden. It is a handsome volume of 536 pages, with an appendix of 22 pages, containing several important letters of the distinguished subject of the biography, ■which it was found in convenient to incorporate in the body of the work. The author modestly claims for himself “ little merit beyond the labor of compilation.” He says in the preface: “ Governor Troup is generally allowed to speak for himself; few speak so well, none more truthfully." The work must contain invaluable information concerning some of the most important crises of the history of Georgia. It is published in a style highly creditable to its Southern publisher, Mr. E. J. Purse, of Savannah. We understand that Mr. J. Cunning is the agent for the sale of the book in Augusta. "We find also on the table a pamphlet of 16 pages, entitled “ Confession of John E. Cooki brother-in-law of Gov. A. P. Willard, of Indiana, and one of the participants in the Harper’s Fer ry Invasion." Published for the benefit of Samuel C. Young, a non-slaveholder, who is per manently disabled by a wound received in de fence of Southern institutions. This pamphlet may be procured at W. C. Barber’s, 219 Broad street. “ Eighth Annual Report of the Trustees of the Georgia Academy for (he Blind.” “Report of the Trustees, Superintendent and Resident Physician of the Lunatic Asylum of the State of Georgia.” We thank the friends who sent to us these Reports, and shall prob ably have occasion to recur to them in our col umns. “ A Catalogue of the Officers, Students and Patrons of Stilesboro Institute iu Stilesboro, Cass county, Ga., for 1858-1859, with Remarks, Course of Study, Terms, Ac.” This pamphlet is at the service of all who wish to consult it. The Knickerbocker for December, with its usual freight of readable matter and literary no tices. The Masonic Signet and Journal for Decem ber, containing among other interesting article?! valuable “ Memoranda of the History of Free masonry in Georgia.” Atlanta, Ga.: Sam. Law rence, D. G. M., Editor. This monthly is the or gan ot the Grand Lodge of Georgia. “■' ' " OUR PARIS CORRESPONDENCE. Paris, November 10, 1859. We havo had no manifesto, letter or extraor dinary newspaper article of imperial authorship or “ inspiration” since my last. The week has been a dry one and the talk, which is mainly about the Congress, has been of the dryest. People talk about and about it, as they do about the weather. Do not expect that your corres pondent will be more entertaining than the rest of the world. Little, almost nothing new ex cept conjecture, has come to light as to the time and place of its meeting, or the bases of discus sion and probable decisions. That negotiations, now going on for an arrangement of time, place and bases, are coming daily nearer to a success ful term, I cannot doubt. I only repeat my old conviction. The plan of Italian regeneration laid down in Napoleon’s letter, meets with little approval in any quarter. The more it is exam ined, the more impracticable it appears. What is the practicable plan, except to let the Italians alone, is the most difficult of questions. And it is from a weariness of working at it, that people refer to a Congress with rather a loose belief that somehow or other it must find an answer. The importance that has been given to the Emperor’s letter, as the programme of the Con gressional proceedings, is overrated. For, sup posing that all Europe were to accept it as such X&E 80VSHKSXE KXKLB ABU VXXUBBXa£. without qualification, it is to be remembered that Congresses do not necessarily follow their pro grammes. Tims the conference held at London in 1830, was convogued at the appeal of the King ot Holland, to consult upon the means of restoring Belgium to his dominion; the Congress of Paris, in 1856, met to sanction the principle for which the Crimean war was undertaken, to wit: the integrity of the rights of tho Sultan — and it approved the all but nominal independ ence of the Danubian principalities, and also their political union, despite the expressed will of the Sublime Torte; it met to settle the East ern Questiou, and came as near to that end as the Congress about to meet at Brussels or Paris will come to the settlement of the Italian Ques tion, —that is, put off the settling day. Meantime the Italians themselves, that is, the liberal leaders, are acting with the prudent bold ness that is so remarkable. The assemblies of the three duchies and of the Romagna have been convoked to deliberate upon a proposition, presented by their dictators, of electing Prince Eugene do Savoie-Carignan as regent. We shall not have before this evening or to-morrow the result of the discussion at Florence, but there is no doubt that it will accord with the affirmative vote of the Bolognese and Parmesans. The Prince is second cousin of the King of Sardinia, admiral and commander-in-chief of the national guard ol that kingdom. That he will accept the office, (whether as regent for Victor Emmanuel or as provisional dictator, is of secondary im portance,) is not doubted. This gives a unity and strength to the Central Italians which they much needed. The vote of itself is the ablest of manifestos to the address of Europe ; no di plomatic circular ever so skillfully phrased could argue their cause so well. What is less gratify ing, is the manner in which the recent municipal election in Tuscany went off, or rather fell through ; not one third of the legal voters pre sented themselves. Here is the great obstacle in the way of a free popular government for continental European people; they lack that po litical robustness which enables an American or Englishman to speak, write, thiuk and act on political subjects the year round. The goddess of liberty is not in all their thoughts; constant devotion fatigues them, and a season of spas modic zeal is too apt to be followed by luke warm indifference, practical infidelity —as has been wittily said, they love Liberty as a mistress, the English love her as a wife. I trust that I may not be foolishly judged an enemy to Italian or general European freedom, merely because I cannot indulge in hopes for which there is no foundation. Let us keep judgments separate from wishes in this matter. If the French or Italians were to-day as fully capable of self-government as some would have us believe, the fact would be the completest apology for the more or less despotic govern ments that ruled up to-day. If Sambo is to-day fit for citizenship, then is the state of slavery a high school of freedom. As to the Italians and the French, meantime, they are learning; and notwithstanding the fiasco of the Tuscan municipal elections, have, by their conduct during the past year, furnished good foundation for moderate hopes. Because they get on slowly, it does not prove that they do not get on. The royal rule of Victor Emmanuel would be a great advance on the despotism of the runaway viceroys of Franz Joseph. Their chance of so much progress is rather brighten ing. The financial affairs of the Legations are in de cidedly better condition than when they were under priestly misrule; at least we have the au thority of the provisional ministers for the state ment that the last quarterly balance is one and a half million francs better than it was for the cor responding quarter last year;—while at Rome the monthly deficit, since the revolt of the Ro magna, is estimated at 300,000 crowns per month. Garibaldi, who is likely to become the commander in chief of the forces of united Cen tral Italy, has removed his head quarters to Ri mini. This approach toward the positions of tho Papal troops and Naples is regarded by sensible people as a defensive measure only. The prob ability of a conflict between him and the forces of the Pope and of Naples, the imminence of which has of late been grossly exaggerated, is more remote than ever. The city of Bologna has offered its keys to Victor Emmanuel —a gift which, if accepted, lias a political value quite different from the ordinarily inexpensive muni cipal presents of the kind. More than a thou sand persons in Rome have subscribed for the purchase of two swords of honor, to be pre sented to Victor Emmanuel and Napoleon.— The emigration from Mantua is said to have di minished the population of that city more than one half since the peace of Villafranca; the fu gitives from Venetia in the same period, not withstanding the efforts of the Austrian police to restrain it, amount to fifty thousand. Sub scriptions to the Sardinian loan flow in super abundantly, and will probably amount to two hundred millions, twieo the sum called for. Al though the terms on which the loan was issued were very favorable, these results furnish a gratifying proof of the prosperity of the country and of confidence in the government. The French preparations for the Anglo-French castigation of the Chinese are going on vigor ously and on a large scale, and of course in ac cord with those of England. Marshall O’Donnell has left his post as head of the Spanish ministry, to put himself at the head of the army which is to act against Mo rocco. On his way from Madrid to Cordova he was greeted with enthusiasm. The Spaniards appear to be very proud of their little war.— From a diplomatic correspondence between the cabinets of London and Madrid, just published in the English papers, wo learn that the latter has given to the former the most explicit prom ises that no territorial conquest shall be made on the African coast. The condition of Spanish finances offers what commercial men call good “ collateral security” for these promises—3 per cents, at 43. Land on the African coast is ex tremely expensive to European holders. The cost of that French farm in Algiers was one hun dred million francs annually for years after the conquest, and it has never produced much of anything but fine crops of Zouaves. It is only a nursery for generals, of which indeed it has grown fine varieties. At this very time there are thirty thousand fighting men busily engaged in fencing, out on the Morocco frontier. While the Spanish are patriotically enthusiastic for the war upon their old enemies, the Moors, the latter are fanatically roused to meet the Infidels. With tbe Mussulmans it is a holy war; the battle field lies on the shortest route to their paradise, while that of the fighting followers of the Prince of Peace, one may fear, is an opposite direction. In Germany a better enthusiasm is awakened this week in favor of the celebration, through out the land, of the centennial anniversary of the birth of Schiller. Not a town nor village in all Germany, that does not have its Schiller-Fest. Nay, in all other lands whither Germans have wandered—here in Paris, over in London, across the ocean in New York, across the continent again in San Francisco, they are paying simul taneous honors to the memory of their great poet. Here is German unity: here is a true na tional fete. The thoughts of millions of Ger mans all gather about the cradle where, in the little town of Marbaeh, their second greatest, their noblest poet first saw the light, one hun dred years ago to-day. The preparations for the festival have been going on for a long time, and on the literary side we have quite a library of volumes appropriate to the occasion. Among these may be cited a new and thoroughly complete fine edition (S<e cularausgabe) of the poet’s works; His Life and Works, by Pallesks; Schiller and his Cotempo raries; an Offering for the Tenth of November, by Julien Schmidt. Schiller and his Times, a Festal Writing ( Festschrift) for the Secular Anniversary of his Birth, a magnificent typographical as well as literary monument; then there are portraits of the poet and illustrations of scenes and per sonages in his poems. In Berlin, a statue is to be erected to Schiller by public subscription, the Prince Regent heading the list with SB,OOO. The future heir to the Prussian throne, going over to England just at this time to celebrate the less notable birth-day of his brother-in-law, the Prince of Wales, finds it politic to make liis excuses to the Municipality of Berlin in this wise: ‘‘ln England, also, we shall be witness of the high esteem in which our great national poet is held, and still shall be present in spirit at the fete which our country celebrates.” Thomas Carlyle is on the London committee of arrangements. The Prussian government is trying to repair its very unpopular blunder of refusing permission to the grand torch-light pro cession through the streets of Berlin, which was to have been the most brilliant as well as the most national feature in the ceremonies of the day, that is, of the night. The Austrian govern ment seized the opportunity of catching a little popular favor at so cheap a rate, and putting itself in favorable contrast with its rival. The Emperor wrote to the Viennese committee in the most cordial terms of approval, and informed them that ho gave the name of Schiller to one of the new squares of tho city. The celebration, thus encouraged, commenced there on the night of the Bth, with a torch-light procession that was magnificent. The Germans in Paris have arranged for this a grand entertainment in the Empress’ Circus on the Champs Elysees. An orchestra of 500 musicians will perform selec tions from German operas, and two pieces com posed for the occasion by Mverbeer; songs by the German choral societies of Paris; recita tions of original poems, and readings from Schil ler’s Don Carlos and minor poeu.s, complete the programme for this evening. To-morrow there is to be a great banquet. To change from one illustrious German to an other. While all these merited honors are gath ered about the great poet’s cradle, there is quar reling going on over the great philosopher’s grave. You will not have forgotten that Hum boldt left by will his movable property, includ ing his library, to his valet, Seyffert, who had served him for forty years. Seyffert demanded the delivery of the property in legal form, against which certain relatives of the deceased protested. The delivery, however, was ordered by the proper tribunal at Berlin, when the rela tives appealed, and have obtained from a higher court, a delay of three months, within which time to produce proofs in support of their pro test. This contest excites great interest in Ber lin, where the learned and bookish world is anx ious to know what will become of Humboldt’s large library. The collection of books is pecu liarly valuable, from the number of works of the first class of merit in literature, the arts and all the sciences. Many of them are presentation copies from the most eminent men of the cen tury, enrielfed with precious autographs. —— [For the Southern Field and Fireside.] “EXCELSIOR!” IN SOME OF ITS POPULAR ACCEPTATIONS, BY FANNY FIELDING, OF NORFOLK, VA. You, for instance, my dear fellow-feminine* have a soul “ above buttons,” haven’t you ? I thought so. Then it’s a hum-drum —work-a-day sort of em ployment, the looking up of linen and planning of puddings—the superintending the dusting de partment, and, mayhap, twirling a broom in your own fair fingers—is’t so? Your husband wants his dinner at precisely o’clock, and your poetic soul that loves to drift away to realms of dreamland, annihilating time and space, must, forsooth! be summoned to punctuality—word killing to the contemplative mind! by odorus —(or odious?) goose-andonions, or it may be—if the purse run low, by comesti bles less savory.—Then that horrid bell! —a din followed up by a dinner! You still cherish reminiscences of the break fast of which your lord required you to partake before ten o'clock —unchristian specimen of man must he be!—ln future, if business require him down town too early for indulgence of your ear ly morning visions, why! it’s no fault of yours! You never could bring yourself into tho old beaten track— three meals a day. No need you should.—You are too thoroughly etherialized for such common-place measures, or else—to what end are poetry, romance and the fine arts? Here, at least, you have achieved one triumph!—Mr. Jedediah Jones knows that you do not care for the evening tea—that you never give him any, so he does not come homo for it. Little Jones’ babies are early consigned to the capricious mercies of strange Irish nurses, cold cows’ miik—and, if it may so chance—the milk of human kindness, daintily doled out to meet the demands of wilful little brats, thus far un taught in tbe refining influences of “sweet" “ Proverbial Philosphy ” “ absorbing ” Romance and “ spirit stirring ” Poem. Yours is a higher calling than that of house keeper and nursery-maid to his honor—Jones.— Your aspirations soar a little more heavenward. Poetry, music, morceaux for the magazines.— Ah 1 here is your realm ! A book—a guitar, and one of Rhoads <i - Sons, or Gillott's fine pointed steel implements for torturing strange secrets out of the blank “fools cap ” or “ letter sheet,” — delightful I The whole programme which you have drafted for yourself, is charming! Mrs. Jones—Adele— Wilhelmina —Zepbyru— Idealis—(your whole galaxy of noms-de-plume drawing at once upon me,) delightful I my congenial spirit with soul above buttons! only but for that “ aside " reve lation of some half-dozen buttonless little boys, which picture does rather militate against the entire harmony of the system indicated. Again—oh, dear Cora Angelica! an angel— over the left shoulder, of course, suggests, en pas sant, the talismanic effect of a feminine physiog nomy pleasantly presiding over the mahogany at which a masculine party is making his morn ing meal—of a good-byo kiss and a cheerful earnest “ God-bless-you 1” to ward away the sins to which men of business do most incline. Is there anything in it? Again the angel—oh most material angel!—dares whisper of punctu ality and puddings, and say that if these and their concomitants diffuse a ray of conffort through the domestic sky—if they promote di gestion, and thus promote cheerful tempers, and thus promote a healthy satisfaction in ourselves and those around us, and thus promote genuine home happiness, even these are not beneath the consideration of such souls as drink in poetry from the only genuine source—the eternal Good, which, only, is the Beautiful. Another suggestion from my officious monitor, relative, among other things, to juvenile Joneses. —What pretty poetry in a child’s Prayer!—ac cents of faith lisped by infant lips;—words of wisdom stamped upon such tiny coral tablets; — the Great Jehovah, bending His own ear to list to baby-prattle! 1 know you cannot longer de ny yourself the charmed touch of that little hand in yours—you cannot resist the spell wrought by those sweet young eyes upturned to invoke the blessing which will surely not be withheld, as, kneeling at your knees, “ Our Father,” — seemed to breathe a magic language you have never heard before. A few more officious hints: —A bright fire — a clean-swept hearth—a well-trimmed lamp when that poor, tired man comes home, it may be, sick ened with the comfortless world without —with the duplicity of doings “upon ’change.'’ The poe try-book—the guitar—your favorites —and mine, may all have a place there. A table neatly laid for two —a cosy cup of simmering tea, a taste fully if not elaborately prepared repast; other embellishments will naturally suggest them selves, in conversation, Ac., and with these few hints, and others of which these may be sug gestive, saith the Angel, results may be reach ed, not unworthy to crown the highest aspira tions of her whose motto is Excelsior. COLUMN. [For the Southern Field and Fireside.] * MAY DAY. ’Tis the first of May, and, from hedge and bower. Come inhale the sweet fragrance of the woodbine flower*. The wild rose is decking the low cottage wall That in beauty outvies the proud palace hall. Then come, little children, in gladness and glee; We'll roam in the wildwood, so gay and so free, And gather the mosses that grow in the dell, And drink the cool waters from Nature's own well 1 The daisies are springing, the violets peep out; From hill-side and meadow list the plow-boy's shout! The black-birds are twitt'ring from bush and from tree, White wild-flowers are flinging their sweets o'er the lea. We’ll bathe our hot brows in the cool, sparkling rill. And with its pure nectar our goblets we'll fill;* And out hearts shall be light, and our frolic be free As the zephyr that dallies with flower and tree. We'll roam o'er the valleys, and climb up the hill, Our baskets with berries and buttercups fill; With sweet-brier and myrtle each brow we will twine, While we list to the winds as they sigh thro’ the pine. I know a sweet bower, way down in the glade. Where the sun cannot pierce to dispel the cool shade; There the mocking-bird sings thro' the live-long day, While echoes awake and prolong his glad lay. Then come, young and old, from business and books; Drive care from your hearts, drive frowns from your looks; The air is all humid with dew from the flowers, And laden with sweets from the jessamine bowers. Then come to the wildwood, come wander with me, And listen to childhood in innocent glee; Come join in our frolics, forget every pain. And live for one moment thy youth o'er again! Np.wbern, N. C. Sue. Anagrams. —Hero is a collection of curious Anagrams for the amusement of young folks, and perhaps of the older folks, too —why not? But first let me tell the young tolks—and if there should be any of the older folks that don’t know (and I wouldn’t wonder if thero were), why, they may hear, and not let on as if they were listening—but first, I say, let me tell the young folks what an Anagram, is. Anagram is a word composed of two Greek words: ana, which means again, and gramma, which means a letter. An anagram, therefore, is the trans position, or change of the place of the letters composing a name, or word, or sentence, by which the same letters are made to express an other name, or word, or sentence. Thus, with the letters composing the name of the celebrated physician Galen, you may, by change of place, or transposition, make the word Angel; and Galenus (the'Latin for Galen) is found to be the ‘ anagram ’ of Angelos (the Latin word signifying Angel). Here is a collection of some curious and ex cellent anagrams:— Lawyers: Sly ware. Parishioner: I hire parson. Presbyterian: Best in prayer. Revolution: To love ruin. Penitentiary: Nay I repent it. Patience: A nice pet. Catalogue: Got as a clue. Misanthrope: Spare him not. Democratical: Comical trade. Encyclopedia: A nice cold pie. Festival: Evil Feast. Gallantries : Great sin, all. Arthur Wellesley (who became the Lord Wel lington of the French Wars, fifty years ago,) finds an anagram in the following words : Truly he'll see war. Victoria, regina in Old England becomes an agramatically, Victoria, rei/n in a golden land ! Horatio Nelson (who gained the great naval victory of the Nile, over the French, Ist August 1798) gives the beautiful Latin anagram— Honor est a Kilo. (Honor is from the Nile.) [For the Southern Field and Fireside.] My dear little Children: I have devoted most of my time to your advancement and in terests. Although I do not know, and have never even seen many of you, I wish you to read a few words I have now to say to you.— With the consent of the editor of this paper, I will sometimes drop a line to you. You must pay good attention to what I say. There are some little boys who think it’s very smart to be bad. But this is not so. The merest dunce, the dullest boy you know, can be if he chooses, one of the worst Did you ever know a boy such a dunce that he could not swear, and lie, and steal, and use all sorts of bad words, and be a truant, andi be disobedient to his parents, and break the Sabbath, and do lots of other wicked things? I never did.— Now, if a dunce can do all this, of course it re quires no sense to do it; and therefore you are mistaken in thinking it is any sign of smartness to be bad. Now, if it is not smart, stop it!— Why should you stop it? Because the best friend you have, and the greatest Being that lives—God—says so! He who gave you life, who gives you health and strength, who gave you your kind parents, and who guards you safely while you sleep at night—the great and good God says you must not do these things.— Don tbe bad! There’s plenty of amusements and other things to do, that are not wicked. If you can read, get your book and read it; if not, get your papa or mama to tell you some pretty little stories about good children. When you get tired of reading and stories, play some game that mother permits—such as drafts, or dominoes, or kiteing, or ball, or base; chase tlie hoop in the yard, if mother will let you— or walk out in the woods and hear the little birds sing among the trees, the bees humming around the blossoms. But don't throw stones at the birds, nor set traps for them, nor rob their nests, nor, when you get older, shoot the poor little birds. And you must think, sometimes, how good, how great must be that Being who made and preserves all the beautiful, curious and wonderful objects around you, and think, when you are tempted to do wrong, that it is He, as well as your father and mother, whom you offend hnd grieve when you are bad. I have given you this little piece of plain chat to think upon. Remember, it is from one who loves little children, who gives his time and talents and labor to them, and who is willing to continue to work for them as long as -life and health shall last. Remember what I tell you, my dear little ones, and carry it in your hearts. Your true friend, James. — [For the Southern Field aud«Fireside.] ENIGMA.—NO. XI. I am composed of eleven letters: My 4,5, 9, 10 and 11, form the name of an ancient King whose touch , according to mytho logical account, possessed a most remarkable property. My 2, 10 and 6, is a heathen deity, the patron of sportsmen and reputed originator of the pas toral pipe. My 11, 5,4, 7,8, 5,9, 1 and 11, is an ancient Greek poet, noted as the “ writer of lambics.” My 4,3, 11, 5,6, 5. 11, 11 and 10, a Numid ian King who figured in the second Punic war and died at the advanced age of 97 years, leav ing fifty-four sons. My 2 and 7, a river of Italy. My 4,1, C, 7 and 6, » Thessalonian General in the army of Cyrus the younger. My 4,1, 11, 11, 10, 8 and 10, is the ancient name of a city of Sicily. My 4,1, 4,8, 7 and 6, an ancient and magnif icent edifice, the pride of ancient Thebes, now fallen into ruins; but presenting striking evi dence of its former grandeur. My whole is the name of a Statesman and Soldier, in praise of whose virtue and bravery all writers concur. M. W. D Mobile, Ala. [The above was almost rejected for error (it is corrected) in No. 7.] Answers: —Enigma No. 9—James Gardner; 10—Tri-Weekly Constitutionalist. ipjr* Answers have been received during the week from T. H., of Columbus, to 7 and 8; W. V. 8., Hayneville, Ga., to 5; W. G. R., Tuscaloo sa, Ala., to 7 and 8; Alonzo, of Tuiggs, to same; W. C. A., Lafayette, Ga., to same ; M., of Craw ford, Ga., and A. J. D. W., of Augusta, to Nos. 9 and 10.; Little Willy, of Columbus, Ga., to No. 9. iW The Enigma sent from 11 Greenwood ” is gratefully acknowledged. It has been submit ted to the Editor who says “it wont do.” The author will know why without further explana tion. — PROBLEM 2, BY “JAMES.” There are three numbers. The Ist and 2d added together equal the third; —the Ist and 3rd added together equal twice the second; the 2d and 3rd added together equal 5 times the first; and the sum of the three numbers equal 120! What are the 3 numbers? Answer to Problem /., by James :—J of } is 1-6 6 times 5—30 the answer. ; Proof:—jr of 30 is 15 i“ 30 “ 10 10 times 15 is 150 or 5 times 30 is 150 Alice. jgp “A. Longstreet II.” says an error was made in printing liis Solution to James’ Problem. It should have read thus : |of the number, multiplied by of the num ber, is equal to 1-6 of the No., multiplied by the cumber— Which, by the problem, is equal to the num ber multiplied by 5, — Consequently, 1-6 of the number is equal to 5, but sis 1-6 of 30. Therefore 30 is the num ber required. CHESS COLUMN. Mr. Editor: —l regret extremely the trouble I have given you, and send the following solution of Problem (by “James,”) published in the F. & F., page 197 and amended page 212. SOLUTION. WHITE. BLACK, 1 Knight a s—b 7: f K a 4—b 4 2 Pawn c 2—c 3 f Mate. “ James.” Solution of Problem by R. S. P., of Charles ton. (Published in our last number, page 212): WHITE. BLACK. 1 Queen g I—c 5 Kt b s—d 6 2 Queen c s—e 5 f K o 6 —e 5 3 Knight b 2—d 3 f K e s—e5 —e 6 4 Knight d 3—c 5 mate. MATE, NO. 3. King and Queen against a King and one Rook. (De la Bourdonnats, page 1T1.) This is a forced mate in almost all positions of the pieces. But there are situations into which the King and Queen, by inadvertence of the player aiding the skill of the other party, may be brought, in which tho execution of this mate will be found impossible. To accomplish this check-mate, the King which has but the Rook, must be driven to one of the border-rews of the chess board, and the party haviug a Queen effects this by maintain ing liis King always immediately opposite the adversary King, and using the Queen in aid of this purpose, either by checking the adverse King or assuming annoying positions. Having driven the adverse King to a border-row, the party having the Queen will compel the other party to separate his Rook from his King, which will afford an opportunity to take it by a donble mate or give the check-mate. Especial care should be taken by the party having tho Queen, to prevent the other party from getting a stale mate (which counts as a drawn game,) by the sacrifice of his Rook. — The opportunity frequently occurs in this end game. (5) POSITION. White. Black. King on f 5 King on d 7 Queen on e 5 Rook on d 6 MOVES. 1 Queen e s—b 5 f K d 7—e 7 2 Queen b s—b 7 f R d 6—d 7 3 Queen b 7—b 4 f K o 7—d 8 4 King f s—e 6 K d B—c 8 (1) 5 Queen b 4—b 5 (2) R d 7—c 7 6 King e 6—d 6 R c 7—a 7 (3) 7 Queen b s—e 8 K c B—b 7 8 Queen e B—d 7 • K b 7—b 8 9 Queen d 7—d 8 ■ K b B—b 7 10 Queen d B—c 7' K b 7—a 6 11 Queen c 7—c 6 • K a 6—a 5 12 King d 6—c 5 (4)