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All contributions to this department must be accompanied by the correct answer. Enigma No. 1. ' I am composed of seventeen letters My 10, 3, IS and 16 is the name of a river in Europe. My 11, 10 and 4 Is an Insect. My 13, 13 and 0 is a vulnablo agricultural product. My 1, 8, IS, 5 and 8 is the name of a county in Pennsylvania. My 17, 11, 6, 7 and 16 Is the name of a prom inent character in one of Shakespeare's plays. My 10, 7, 1, 5, 14 and 9 Is the name of a South ern river. My whole is the name of a city and the State in which it is located. Enigma No. 2. ' What word Is that which begins and termi nates the same and may bo spelled cither for ward or backwards, without changing It t t-Sy Answer to Enigmas in last week's Times 1 Answer to square word Enigma M O C K () G L E CLAY KEYS Answer to Cross-Word Enigma Samuol Ad ams. A MYSTERIOUS MARRIAGE. A BOUT the year 1811, memorable In J. Russian history, there lived upon his estate of Nomaradof, a rich landed propri etor, Gabrilovitch by name noted for bis affability and hospitality. His bouse was always open to his friends and neighbors, who used to congregate there every evening; the old ones to enjoy a game of cards with the host and his wife Petrowna, the young er ones in the hope of winning the favor of Mario, a beautiful girl of seventeen, the only daughter and heiress of Gabrilovitch. Mario road French novels, which naturally rendered her very sentimental and Roman tic. Under these circumstances love was not long in coming. The object of her affec tion was a Russian cadet, with scarcely a penny in his pocket, who resided in the neighborhood, and was then at home on leave of absence. Asa matter of course he returned her love with equal ardor. Marie's parents had strictly prohibited her from thinking of such a union, and they treated the lover, wherever they mot him, with just as much friendliness as though an ex-collector of taxes. Tho amorous pair meantime earned on a correspondence, and met clandestinely beneath the shade of tho pine grove, or behind tho old chapel. As will readily be supposed, they hero vowed eternal fidelity to each othor, complained of the severity of fate, and devised beauti ful plans for the future. After somo time they naturally came to think that, should their parents persist in opposing the union, it might in the end be consummated secret ly, and without their consent. The young gentleman was the first to propose this, and the young lady soon saw the expediency of it. The approach of wintor put an end to these stolen interviews; but their letters in creased in frequency and warmth. In each of them Vladimir Nikolovitch conjured his beloved to leave bis paternal roof, and con sent to a clandestine marriage. " We will disappear for a short whilo," he wrote, " come back, and cast ourselves at the feet of our parents, who touched by such con stancy, will exclaim, "Como to our arms, dear children ?' " Marie was long irresolute; at length it was agreed, however, that she should not appear at supper on a day ap pointed, but should retire to her room un der the pretext of indisposition. Her maid had been let into the secret. Both were to escape by a back door, in front of which they would find a sleigh ready to convey them a distance of five wersts, to tho chapel of Jadrino, where Vladimir and the priest would await them. Having made her preparations, and writ ton a long apologotical lettor to her parents, Mario retired betimes to her room. She hod been complaining all day of a hoad acbo, and this was certainly no mere pretext, for the nervous excitement had in truth In disposed her. Her father and mother nurs ed her tendorly, asking her again and again: " How do you feel now, Marie ? Are you no better?" This loving solicitude cut the girl to tho heart and with the approach of evening her excitemont increased. At sup per she ate nothing, but rose betimes and bade ber parents good-night. The latter kissed and blessed her, as was thoir wont, whilo Mario could scarcely suppress her sobs. Having reached her room, she threw herself into a chair and wept aloud. Her maid finally succeeded in comforting and cheering her up. ' ' , ' ' 1 Later in the evening a snow-storm arose. The wiud howled about the house, causing the windows to rattle. The inmates had hardly gone to rest, when the young girl, wrapping herself in her clothes and furs, and followed by the servant with a portman teau, loft the paternal roof. A sleigh drawn by three horses, received them, and away they went at a furious speed. Vladimir had also been active throughout the day. In the morning he had called upon the minister at Jadrino to arrange for the ceremony, and then he went to look up the required witnesses. , The first acquaint ance to whom he applied was an officer on half-pay, who expressed himself quite ready to serve him. Such an adventure, he said, carried him bock to the days of his own youth. lie determined Vladimir to remain with him, taking upon himself to procure the other two witnesses. There according ly appeared at dinner surveyor Schmidt, with his spurs and moustache, and Isprav nik's son, a lad of seventeen, who had but just enlisted with the Uhlans. Both prom ised Vladimir their assistance, and after a cordial embrace the happy lover left his three friends to complete- his prepara tions at home. Having despatched a trusty servant with a sleigh for Marie, he got into a one-horse sloigh himself, and took the road leading to Jadrino. Scarcely had he set off, when tho storm burst forth with violence, and soon every trace of the way was gone. The en tire horizon was covered with Jliick, yellow clouds, discharging not flakes, but masses of snow; at Inst it becamo impossible to dis tinguish between earth and sky. In vain Vladimir beat about for the way; his horses went on at random, now leaping over banks of snow, now sinking into ditches, and threatening every momont to overturn tho sleigh. The insupportable thought of hav ing lost the road bad become a certainty. The forest of Jadrino was nowhere lo bo discovered, and after two hours tho jaded animal seemed ready to drop to the ground. At length a kind of dark line became visiblo in the distance. Vladimir urged his horse forward, and reached the skirt of a forest. Ho now hoped to reach his destination soon, as it was easier to pursue his way in tho forest, into which the snow had not yet penetrated. Vladimir took fresh courage; however there were no signs of Jadrino. By degrees tho storm abated, and the moon shone brightly. He finally reached the op posite skirt of the forest. Still no Jadrino; but a group of four or five bouses met bis view. His knock at the door of the nearest was answered by an old man. " What do you want?" he said. " Whore lies Jadrino?" asked Vladimir. "About ton worsts distant." At this reply Vladimir felt as if his sen tence of death was being announced to him. " Can you procure me a horse to take me thither?" he asked. "We have no horses." "Or at least a guide. I will pay any price." " Very woll. My son can accompany tho gentleman." After a liitio whilo, which scorned an eternity to Vladimir, a young fellow made his appearance, holding a thick staff in his hand, and they took thoir way across the snow-covered plain. "What o'clock is it?" asked Vladimir. " It is already past midnight." And in very truth the sun began to gild the east, when they finally arrived at Ja drino. The church door was locked. Vladimir paid and dismissod his guide, and then instantly hastened to the minister's dwelling. What he there learned will ap pear from the sequel. At Nomaradof tho night had passed qui etly. In the morning tho master of tho house and his wifo arose as usual, and pro ceeded to the dining-room, Gabriel Gabrilo vitch in his woolon jacket and night-cap, Petrowna in her morning-gown. After they had breakfasted, Gabriel sent up one of the girls to inquire how Mario was. She returned with the message that her young mistress had had a sleepless night, but that sho was feeling better now, and would come down presently. Marie soon after en tered tho room, looking exceedingly palo, yet without the least perceptible agita tion. ' " How do you feel this morning love?" inquired hor father. " Bettor," was the answer. The day passed by as usual; but, instead of tho looked-fur improvement, a serious change for tho worse took place in Mario's condition. The family physician was sum moned from tho nearest town, who found her in a stato of most violent fever. For fourteen days bIio lay at the point of death. ,',' Nothing transpired of tho noctural flight; for the maid took good care to koep silence on hor own aocount, and the others who knew of it never betrayed themselves with a syllable, even when under the influence of brandy, so greatly did they dread Gabri el's anger. Marie, however, spoko so incessantly of Vladimir when delirious, that her mother could not remain in doubt as to tho cause of her illness. Having advised with a few friends, her parents resolved to let ' Marie marry the young soldier, seeing that ono can not escape one's fate, and, besides, that riches do not always lead to happi ness. The patient recovered. During hor ill ness Vladimir had not 01100 showed his face In tho houso, and it was resolved to apprise him of his unexpected good fortuuo. But to the astonishment of tho proud proprie tor of Nomaradof, the oadot declared that he should never again cross the threshold of his house, begging them at the same time to forget utterly, bo wretched a crea ture as he, to whom death alone could give repose. ;,.:.., .. ,. .1 . A few days afterward, they learned that Vladimir had again roturnod to the army. It was in the year 1813. . No one uttered his name in Mario's presence, and she her felf never made mention of him in any way. Two or three months had elapsed, when one day she found his name among the list of the officers who had distinguished them selves at tho battle of Borodino, and bad been mortally wounded. 8he fainted away and had a relapse, from which sho recover ed but slowly. Not long after her fathor died, bequeath ing his whole property to her. But riches were not able to comfort hor; she wept with her mother and promised never to leave her. They sold Nomaradof, and removed to another estate. Suitors thronged round the wealthy and amiable heiress; but none of them received the slightest encourage ment from her. Often did her mother press her to choose a husband she would mere ly shake her head in silence. Vladimir was no more; he died at Moscow, on the evening before tho entranco of the French. Marie seemed to hold his memory sacred; she carefully preserved the books they had road together, his sketches, the letters ho had written to her in brief, everything that could serve to keep alive tho remem brance of the ill-fated youth. About this timo the war fraught with such glory to the allies, of whom Russia was also ono, camo to an end. The victori ous regiments returned home, and large crowds of people Hocked togothor to greet them.' Officers who had gone forth as beardless youths, came back with the grave faces of warriors, their gallant breasts cov ered with badges. A lieutenant of hussars, Wurmin by name, with an interestingly pale face, and decorated with tho cross of St. George, having obtained leave of absence for sever al months, took up his rcsidenco upon his estate, which adjoined Mario's present abode. The young girl received him with far more favor than she had hitherto shown to any of her visitors. They resemble each other in many respects; both wero hand some, intelligent, taciturn, and reserved. There was something mysterious about Wurmin, which roused the curiosity and interest of Marie. His affection for her was soon unmistakable; he showed her every conceivable attention; but why did he never speak of love, though his dark ardont eyes would rest upon hor's half dreamily, half with an expression that seemed to announce an early and positive declaration ? Already the neighbors spoke of thoir marriage as a settled matter, and mothor Petrowna was more than happy at the thought of her daughter's finding a worthy husband at last. One morning, when tho latter was sitting in the parlor, Wurmin entered and asked for Marie. " She is in the garden," answered her mothor. " You will find my daughter there, if you would like to see her." Tho young officer hastily walked out into tho garden. Petrowna crossed herself, murmuring: " God bo praised I To-day, I trust his visit will have somo result." Wurmin found his beloved, clad in white, sitting under a tree by the side of the pond, a book upon her lap, like a heroine of ro mance. The usual salutations over, Wur min, who was strongly agitated, told hor how he had long yearned to, pour out his heart before ber, and begged that she would listen to him a few moments. She closed hor book, and nodded in token of assent. "I love you," said Wurmin, "I love you passionately." ' Mario cast down hor eyes. " 1 have been imprudent enongh to see you, to hear you daily. It is now too late to escape my fate. Tbo thought of your lovely face, of your sweet voice, will henceforth constitute tho joy and the an guish of my existence. But I have a duty to perform towards you; I must reveal to you a secret, which has placed an insur mountable barrier between us." "That barrier," murmured Marie, "ex isted always I could never have become yours." f I know," replied Wurmin, in a sup pressed voice, "that you havo loved before; but death three long years of mourning dearest Marie, do not deprive mo of my hist comfort, of the blissful thought that you might become mine, if " " Cease, I conjure you ! You read my heart! " Yes, you will grant me tho comfort of knowing that you would have become mine; but, most wretched of men that I am I am already married 1" Mario gazed up at him with a look of astonishment. "Yes, married for four years," continued the lieutenant, " and I do not know either wo my wifo is, where she is, or whether I shall over moot her." " Explain yourself morocloarly," said tho girl. " I love you, Marie, and will confide in you. You may know all, and you will not judge to sevorely an act of youthful levity. It was in the year 1813. ' I happened to be on my way to Wilna, with the intention of joining my regiment. Late in the evening I reached a station, and had already order ed that horses should be put to again, when a fierce 'snow-storm suddenly aroso. My landlord and the postillion urgentlyjad vised me to postpone my departure; but I was determined to go in spito of the rough weather. Tho postillion had got it into his head, that by crossing a small river, the banks of which were perfectly well known to him, he should find a shorter route. He missed the right crossing, however, and got Into a region to which he was an entire stranger. The storm continued to rage, but at length we discried a light at a distance. We made for it, and stopped before a church, from the brightly illuminated win dows of which -the light shone. The door was open, and three sloighs were in front of it, and I saw several persons in the vestibule. One of them callod me: " This way ! this way !" I got out and walked toward tho vestibule. The person who had called advanced toward me. " Groat Heavens I" he said " bow late you come I Y'our intendant has fainted, and wo were ou the very point of driving home again." - "Half-bcwildcrcd and half-amused, I resolved to let the adventure take its course. -And, in deed I had littlo time for reflection. My frionds tugged me into the interior of the church, which was poorly lighted by two or three lamps. A female was sitting upon a bench in the shadow, whilo another stood beside her and chafed her temples. " At last 1" cried the latter. " God be praised that you come ! My poor mistress liked to have died." " An aged priest emerged from behind tho altar, and asked: " Can we begin ?" " Begin, reverened father 1" I cried un advisedly. "They assisted the half-unconscious girl to rise; sho appeared to be very pretty. In a fit of unpardonable, and now incompre hensible, levity, I readily stopped with her to the altar. Her maid and tho three gentlemen present were so busied with her as scarcely to throw a look at me. Besides, the light in this part of the church was dim, and my head was muflled in tho hood of my cloak. " In a few minutes the nuptial ceremony was over, and the priest,according to cus tom, desired the newly-married pair to cm brace. "My young wifo turned her palo, char ming littlo faco toward me, and was about to rest her head upon my shoulder with a sweet smile when, suddenly, she stared at me as if turned into stone, tottered and with the cry of " It is not he 1" fell to the floor. " All the furies of hell lashed me out of the church. Before anyone could think of staying mo I had jumped into my sleigh, seized tho reins, and was soon beyond the reach of pursuit." The lieutenant was silent. Marie, also, gazed in silence to the ground. "And have you never discovered what becamo of the poor girl ?" she finally asked. "Never. I know neither the name of tho village where I was married, nor do I recollect the station where I stopped. At the time, my culpably frivolous prank seemed to me a matter of so littlo moment that ns soon as' thero was no longer any pursuit to fear, I went to sleep in tho sleigh and did not awake till wo arrived at another station. The servant whom I had with me was killed in battle ; all my efforts to find out the postillion who drove us proved una vailing ; and so every clue seems indeed lost by which I might again find the scene of that folly, for which I have now to suf fer so heavily." Marie turned hor palo faco toward him and took both his hands. The lieutenant gazed thunder-struck into hor eyes ; a dim foreboding awoke in his breast a veil sud denly dropped from his eyes. 1 " Mario ! God of Hoaven, how can I have been so blind I Maro, was it indeed you." "I am your wifo !" was tho only answer of tho girl, who sank fainting into bisjirms. From The Aldine for Avgutt. A (Jraml Spectacle. A few days since as a steamer aproached St. Johns N. B. an iceberg nearly blocked tho harbor, its huge proportions rising many feet above the sea. As tho steamer under charge of the weather beaten pilot passed within thirty yards, the mountain of ice was seen to tremble under the' re curring waves caused by the large steamer. Suddenly, with a report like thunder, an avalanche of ice full to the water, and re port after report followed, tons Of ice crumbled away, and it seemed ns if tho wholo mass was about to fall to pieces, groaning and reverberating, with peal on peal, till at last the centre of gravity hav ing changed, the ice island toppled over with a slow and steady motion, displacing huge waves of sea, and another side aroso to view throwing into the air a column of water as high as a church steeple, , , Then tho great monster seemed to shake itself free, the water rolling from its many peaks, and with an entire change of shapo it floated steadily upon the oceau to renew its evolutions as wave and sun act upon its exposed sides. , . - t3f""I wish you wouldn't give me such short weight for my imJnoy," Said a 'custo mer to his grocer ; who replied(remember ing the customer's unpaid grocery ttoeoutit) " and I wish you would ' not give me such long wait for mine." ' t3TA Frenchman, intending to compli ment a young lady by calling ber a gentlo lamb said, Sho is one mutton as is small,'
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