t in his easy chair,
The _firsts_ of his life almost done
How thankful am I, in this world of care,
That my course is nearly run.

My _second_ is waiting to greet me
In mansions so bright--far away
In the glorious house I shall soon be,
Where all is eternal day.

This would have been a hard _total_
From its cares I hope soon to be free
With me I think all things will be well
When the Son in His glory I see.

_Iowa City, Iowa_ TANGANIKA

NO. 8. OCTAGON

1. To destroy. 2. A venomous reptile inhabiting the East Indies. 3. The
bleak. 4. Little wheels. 5. Comely. 6. A friend. 7. An Arabian prince,
military commander and governor of a conquered province. 8. Drives
together (_Obs._).

_Louisville, Ky._ X ACTLY

NO. 9. BEHEADMENT

Palm tree boughs are lacing
Through which the moonlight steals,
And bathes the spot like silver
Where India's daughter kneels
Her white robes round her falling
Her hair as black as night
Has its coil of richest rubies
Like a crown of crimson light.

A lamp on the shining water
It is a simple test,
Does he _prime_ live, her lover--
Lone star on the river's breast?
See it nears the turning
Now it's rocking to and fro
In a splash, like liquid silver,
Then it flickers and grows low.

India's white-robed maiden
Clasps her hands so tight
Her face grows pale with anguish,
_Fine_ brighter grows the light,
Then on through the lily masses,
Like a spark amid the blue,
Floating safely onward--
Floating slowly from her view

_Philadelphia, Pa._ SNOWBALL

NO. 10. NEWARK ICOSAHEDRON

1. A small cask. 2. A genus of climbing shrubs. 3. A kind of cover for
the finger. 4. Exemption from oblivion. 5. To dye. 6. Images. 7. A genus
of acanthopterygious fishes. 8. A house whose walls are composed of
logs. 9. General figure. 10. To stir. 11. One who mingles. 12.
A surgeon's instrument for scraping bones. 13. To plow.

_Newark, N.J._ JO HOOTY

NO. 11. NUMERICAL

Edith, dear, do you not recall
How we stood long years ago
2, 1, the bridge, one cold, bleak _all_
Looking at the pool below?

How we watched the dry leaves sailing,
2, 3, 4, 8 its cold breast
While the breeze was softly wailing,
As it bore them to their rest?

How you wondered, were they happy
Now their life was 2, 8, 4 _last?_
How can they 6 and 7