2 lje tmes, Ncu IHoomficlii, J. ENIGMA IIKPARIMKKT, All contributions to thin department must be accompanied by the correct answer. . Sqaaro-Word Enigma. 1. A division of time. 2. A Volcano. 8. An Insect. 4. A mechanical tool. , . . Knlgnia. I am composed of fifteen letters : My 8, 3, 6, 6 Is the name of an animal. . My 14. 10. 7. 7 Is a lady's Injunction to a passing gent. My 13 IS, 6 Is a river In Russia. My 19, 13, 8, Is a river In Europe. My 1, 4, 18,9, 1, 3, Is a boy's name. My 14, 13, 11, Is a cape In Maseashusetts. My whole is the name of a British General. Simpson's Proposal. i "TVTR. ROBERT SIMPSON, albeit ar- XtJL lived at tlie mature age of thirty live, was still a bachelor ; and not only un appropriated, but, aa word run or reported, unpromised ; at perfect liberty, in fact, to bestow himself, his very desirable stock in trade, business premises, and freehold houses in the Poultry, upon any fair lady fortunate enough to engage his affection, and able to return it. Not that Mr. Simpson was, by any means, insensible to female fascination ; he was, unfortunately for his pcaoe of mind, somowbat too susceptible ; an ardent ad mirer of beauty in all its hues and vari eties, from the fair maidens of the pale North, to the richer glow of the sunny South. But the care and surveillance of his honored father, joined to a constitu tional timidity he was quite unable to over come, had, however, sufficed, during that gentleman's lifetime to prevent rash im pulse from eventuating in rash deed. lie was also, I must mention, extremely fas tidious iu his notions of feminine delicacy and reserve ; and his special antipathies were red hair, or any hue approaching to red, aud obliquity iu vision of the slightest kind. Such was the Mr Robert Simpson who, about two o'clock on the afternoon of March the 1st, 1847, stepped richly and scrupulously attired, into a brougham, specially retained to convoy him to dine at his friend's Mr. John Puckford's modest, but comfortable establishment at Mile End, where he was, by express arrange ment, to meet his expected bride. Before, however, relating what their befell him, it will be necessary to put the reader in pos session of certain important instances which had occurred during the three pre- - vious days. On the evening of the preceding Tuesday Mr. Simpson finding himself at the East end of the town, and, moreover, strongly disposed for a cup of tea and quiet gossip, resolved to "drop in" upon his new ac- quaintance, John Puckford, hoping to find him and his wife alone. In this, however he was doomed to disappointment ; for ho had scarcely withdrawn his hand from the knocker, when he was startled Mr. Simp son was as I have before intimated, a sing ularly bashful person in the presence' of the fairer and better half of creation by the sound of female voices issuing in ex uberant merriment, from the front parlor. There was company it was evident, and Mr. Simpson's first impulse was to fly.' As the thought crossed his mind, the door opened, and Mr. Puckford, who chanced to be in the passage, espying him, he was faiu to make a virtue of necessity, and was speedily in the midst of the party whose , gaiety had so alarmed him. That the in troduction was managed iu the usual way, I have no donbt, but the names, however distinctly uttered, seem to have made no impression upon the confused brain of the bashful visitor, so that, when, after the lapse of a few minutes, he began to recover his comp'osure, he found himself in the presence of three ladies and one gentle man or whose names, aa well as persons, he was profoundly ignorant. The ladies were two df Mr. Puckford's married sisters ' and Miss Fortescue, a young lady of re duced fortune, at present occupied as teacher 4n a neighboring seminary. The gentleman was Mr. Alfred Gray, a bachelor like Mr. Simpson, but nothing like so old, and scarcely so bashful. Mrs. Frazier, the eldest of the two sisters, a charming lady. like person, of, you wouldsay, judging from appearances, twenty-three or twenty-four years of age, seemed, after some osclllia tion between her and Mrs. Holland, whose ' fuller proportions, dark hair, and brunette complexion, contrasted not unfavorably 'with the lighter figure and fair features to her sister to engross Mr. Simpson's whole attention, and to arouse after awhile all his conversational powers, which, by the way, were' by no means contemptable. Mr. ' Simpson's time had come, ere a couple of hours had fled, the hapless ironmonger was hurt past all surgery j had fallen des perately In love with a married lady, and the mother of three or four children I On the only single female present, Miss For tescue, Mr. Simpson Lad bestowed but one . glance on entering the - arpartment ; that had been quite sufficient to deck any de sire for a more intimate perusal of features. The lady . combined his two antipathies her hair was decidedly red ; a strong cast, to use a mild form, detracted from the un common brilliancy of her mind glancing eye. She took very slight part in the con versation ; and that little, so absorbed was Mr. Simpson, was by him utterly unheeded. She wore, like her friond Mrs. Frazier, a plain, dress,' and the' baptismal name of both was Mary. - The ladies departed early, . find Mr. Simpson and Mr. Gray followed thoir ex- amplo a foW minutes , afterward,, , f'fir. Gray said the' former tentieman, as lie took leave of his companion at the cud of the street, "what is that charming person's name ?. 1 havr forgotten it." w - . r " Which charming person? inquired Mr. Alfred Gray, with a quiet smile. This Mr. Simpson thought a very absurd question ; ho, however, replied' the lady in the plain dress : Mary, Mrs. Puckford called her." " The lady in the plain dress, whom Mrs. Puckford called Mary, is a Miss For tescue ; she is a teacher of music and dano- ing," rejoined Mr.1 Gray with demure ac cent.. It was too dark for Mr. Simpson to see his eyes. ' ; ' ' "Thank you sir, good night," rejoined the enamored municipal dignitary. Mr. Simpson was soon at home, and ' before an hour had elapsed, had carefully penned, and posted with his own hand, a letter to his friend Puckford. He then retired to bed and dreamed dreams. " Sarah," Baid Mr. Puckford, the next morning to his wife, after reading a letter just delivered, with a perplexed expression of countenance " did Mr. Simpson seem to you particularly struck with Mary Fortes cue yesterday evening ?" " With Mary Fortescue ? Surely not ; why do you ask ?" " Only that here is a letter from Simp son professing violent love for her, and stating his determination should you and I be able to assure him, which he scarcely ventures to hope, that she is disengaged, to immediately solicit her hand in mar riage !" " Read the letter yourself. Her beauty be observed, is, he is quite sure, her least recommendation. Comical, isn't it ?" " Well, it is odd ; but she is, you know, a most amiable creature, and will make, I am sure, an admirable wife." And he, too, that' bo especially letcsts red hair, or the slightest cast in the organs of vision " "Mary Fortescuo's hair," interrupted the wifo, " can scarcely be called red ; a very deep golden color I should say " "Very deep, indeed remarkably so," interrupted Mr. Puckford. "And as to the slight cast in her eyes that no one observes after a few day's ac quaintance with her." " I suppose we may with a safo con science assure him she is n3t engaged?" Of course we may. It's a wondorful match for her, and we ought do all we can to forward it. Friday next, the 1st of March, is Alfred's birthday ; suppose you ask him to dine with us on that day to meet her. We need have only the same party we bud last evening. Thi3 was finally agreed upon ; and ac cordingly, as seen as he had finished his business in the oity,Mr. Puckford, previous to returning home, called on Mr. Simpson. lie found him in a state of great excite ment, which, however, gradually calmed down after Mr. Puckford's solemn assur ance, which he gave unhesitatingly, that the charming Mary Fortescue was certainly disengaged; and in Mb opinion,by no means indisposed to entertain an eligible matrimo nial proposition. AU this was balm to the stricken Simpson ; and after several fail ures, he at last succeeded in inditing a formal offer of his affection ; of which im passioned missive Mrs. Puckford was to be the bearer ; her husband undertaking that she would exert all her eloquence and in fluence to secure acceptance of the pro posal. ' "And now, Mr. Puckford," said Mr, Simpson, "we'll nave a glass of wlno, and drink to the future . Mrs. Simpson's health. What a charming ornament," he added, with a sort of rapturous sigh, as be placed the decanter on the table "what a charming ornament she would be to this fire-place I" , . i . " An odd expression that," thought Mr. Puckford, forgetting that the speaker was an ironmonger, and dealt in such articles. In fact, from the way in which Mr. Simp ton had been rapturizing upon Miss For tescue' charms, a doubt of. his friend's perfect equity had sprung up iu John Puck ford's mind, and he shrewdly suspected that the affair would terminate in a luna tico inquirendo instead of a license. ' "Do you know, Puckford,"; said Mr. Simpson, with a benevolent, patronizing air, after the third and fourth glass " do you know, I fancy there is a great likeness between you and Mary Fortescue ?''. Mr. John Puckford, the reader must un derstand, was a handsome young man, with a brilliant, florid complexion, perfect ly agreeing vision, arjd light brown hair. Nfc wonder, thorerefore, he was more start led than flattered by the comparison. . The color mounted to his temples, aud a convic tion of Simpson's insanity flashed across his brain. . " Mad as a March hare 1" he mentally ejaculated ; at the same time re solving, should the paroxism grow danger ously violent to knock him down with one of the decanters ; both of which, es two could piny at that game, he drew, as if In doubt which wine he would take, to his own Hide of the table, Mr. Simpson mis taking the nature of his friend's emotion, added, " Don't suppose Puckford, I in tended any absurd flattery?" " Not at all, Simpson ; I didn't suppose anything of the sort I assure yon." " To be suro ; nothing is more contempt able. You are a good-looking follow very but, of , course, I could not mean that yon, it man, tire to be compared to Mary Fortescue." " I should think not ;" dryly responded the more mystified and bewildered Puck ford. '" " Exactly ";' ydu do riot' resemble each other about the eyes, either in color or ex pression. ' ' ' U . ' "Oh!" i r "No ; as to bair," continued Mr. Simp son, meditatively, " yours there can be no doubt, is decidedly the lightest." ' " It's coming now,' V thought Mr. John Puckford, grasping at the same time one of the decanters, and envying his friend Intensely.1 . Mr. Simpson, quite misinterpreting the the action, added quickly "Do, my good fellow, All me a bumper, and we'll drink to our good-looking friend's hoalth tho lady, I mean, with . the dark, silky hair, and brunette complexion. Do you know," continued the complacent Mr. Simpson, crossing his legs, throwing himself back easily in his chair and hooking his thumbs to the arm-holes of his waistcoat" do you know that if Mary Fortescue had not been at your house yesterday evening, I might have " What the worthy ironmonger might in the case supposed, have done or said must be left to the readers imagination, for on the instant a clerk hurriedly entered the apartment to announce that an important customer awaited Mr. Simpson in the counting room below. Hastily rising, Mr. Simpson shook hands with his friend, and both departed their several ways Mr. Puckford bearing off the epistle addressed to Miss Fortescuo, and musing, as he went upon tho lover's madness, which ho fully agreed with Rosalind, deserved chains and a dark bouse quite as much as any other variety of this disease. 1 he next day Mr. Simpson received a note from Mary Fortescue, modestly and gracefully expressed, iu which, with charm. Ins humility, and many expressions of gratified surprise, the offer of his hand was one on condition, to be explained, but which rested altogether with himself gratefully accepted. buch was the stato of affairs when, on the 1st of, March, Mr. Simpson, as I have before stated, entered a brougham and di rected the driver to make the best of his way to Mile End. It was a fine, bright and exceedingly cold day; but notwithstanding the nipplng,eager air, the love-lorn ironmon ger, as be approached the house which con- tained bis charmer, was in a state of profuse perspiration and nervous excitement. Once more he drew from his pocket the fairy note and glanced over tho modest, graceful delicately, feminine expressions. " Dear lady," he audibly exclaimed, as he finished about the Ave hundreth perusal of the fa miliar lines, "dear lady, she will bo all tears and tenderness I" About a minute after giving utterance to this consolatory reflection, Mr. Simpson found himself in Mrs. Puckford's presence who congratulating him on his punctuality and pointing to the door of the front apart ment, said, " there is only one lady there, and you know her.". Mr. Simpson's heart leaped and thumped, as if dosirousof burst ing through his green velvet waistcoat. He stepped desperately toward the door and essayeg to turn tne . brass candle ; but so profusely did the bashful mau's very fingers perspire, that they slipped round the knob without turning ill The seoond trial, with the help of his cambrio handkerchief, was more successful, and the lover was in the presence of the lady. Certainly it was Bhe ! Mrs. Frazier, the hapless Simpson's Mary Fortoscue, was there in bodily reality. But the grateful, humility, the "tears aud tenderness," pre figured by the charming note 1 "Oh, Al fred Grey!" The unruffled ease, the calm, reserved politeness with which Mrs. Frazier received him, chilled his enthusiastic fervor won. derfully. ' , His perspiration became a cold one, and in a few moments he felt as if enveloped in coatings and leggings of Wenham Lake ice. Recovering as tqmedily as he could from the shock of this unexpected recep tion, Mr. Simpson stammered forth some. thing about his extreme good fortune in having obtained a favotablo response from so amiable a person, etc. " Certainly," replied tho lady, " I think you are very fortunate, Mr. Simpson.' And by the way of saying something par ticularly civil and to relieve the modest mau's embarrassment, she added: "But few men have like you, sufficient discrinil nation to discern aud appreciate attractions which lie hidden from the merely superfi, oial observer.!' . . Poor Simpson gasped for breath ! He was literally dumbfounded ! Here was niedext gratitude, to say nothing of " tears and tomloinesH," with a vengeance ! Miss Fortescue, with a precarious salary of some tweuty pouuda per annum, exclusive of bread and butter was, in her own opinion, conferring a tremendous obligation .oil, a civle dignitary worth at least, twenty thou sand pounds, by accepting him for a hus band I That was quite clear, and although Mr. Simpson was too much in love to deny such a proposition in the abstract, still it was, he thought, scarcely consistent with maiden modesty to state it so very broadly. Notwithstanding his amazement," Mr. Simpson, as soon as he recovered his breath continued, so well had he studied for the occasion, to get out a sentence or two about the superiority of connubial to single bless edness. This sentiment also met with ready acquiescence. -'""Oh, dear yes," said Mr. Frazier; "I would not have been an old maid for the world 1" , ..( ! '. "Well,", thought the astonished admirer of feminine reserve, almost doubting the evidence of his ears, " this certainty is the frankest maiden I ever conversed with." ' A considerable pause followed. Mrs. Frazier, seated upon a sofa, played with the luxuriant auburn really auburn tresses of her nephew Alfred. "A handsome boy," at length remarked Mr. Simpson; "It's a pity that he hasn't different colored hair." : "A pity," exolaimed tho lady; " I think it beautiful. " And, added she, looking the astonished man somewhat sternly iu the face, I should be well pleased if all our children had bair of the same color." This was a climax 1 Simpson leaped to bis feet as if impelled by the shock of a galvanio battery. "Our children." Well, after that 1 But I must be dreaming," thought the fastidious ironmonger, as bo wiped the perspiration from his teeming forehead; " Laboring under some horrid enchantment." Dreaming indeed, and to bo swiftly and rudely awakened. The door opened, aud a gentleman entered, whom Mrs. Frazier immediately introduced with 'Mr. Simpson my husband, Mr. Fra zier." The blow was terriflo. Simpson stag gered back as if he had been shot. Ho glared alternately at the husband and wife for a few seconds; then, pale as his shirt collar, tottered to a chair, and sinking into it, ejaculated with white lips, " Oh 1" " What is tho matter, sir; you look ill ?" said Mr. Frazier. The bewildered man made no reply. His brain was whirling. " Who on earth, then have I been courting ? A loud knock at the street door some what aroused him. "My sister, I dare say," exclaimed Mrs. Frazier. Her sister 1 Possibly his Mary might be tho brunette; and yet there were but three females present on that fatal evening, be sides Mrs. Puckford, that he distinctly re membered, and perhaps vain hope ! the door opened ; and the brunette and two gentlemen entered "Mr. and Mrs. Holland and Mr. Alfred Gray." An illusion was now over. He Robert Simpson, wealthy - tradesman, respected fishmonger, and common councilman, was the betrothed husband of a red-haired dam sel, with a decided cast, with whom, more over, he had never exchanged a sontonce. His first impulse, as the certainty of his miserable futo flashed upon him, was to strangle Alfred Gray, out of hand, as the author of his destruction, when fortunately another rap-tap arrested his fell intent. Miss Fortescue at last," cried Mrs, Frazier, as if announcing glad tidings. Oh !" ejaculated tho accepted suitor, falling nervously back into the seat from which he had just risen "Oh."r He was seized with a sort of vertigo; and what occurred, or how ho behaved for a considerable interval, he never distinctly remembered. He was, however, soon seat ed at tho table by tho sido of his affianced bride, Mr. Puckford saying grace. This was the actual state of affairs; but poor Simpson's impression at that moment was, that ho had boon led out to a sudden exe cution by an enormous Jack Ketch, with rod hair and a .frightful squint, and that his friend Puckford was the chaplain reading the funeral service. Gradually, however, his brain cleared, ho grow more collected, and considering the suddenness of the shock lie had endured, rallied wonderfully, and he was enabled to address a few words of course to Miss Fortescue, iu almost cheerful voice aud manner. Tho lady's answer was uttered in the gentlest, sweet est tones he had evor listoucd to, and Mr Simpson was a connoisseur in voices. The conversation continued ; became general ; and the dinner, commeuced so inauspio iously, passed off, considering all things re markably well. After dinner, Miss Fortes cue her friends, who greatly esteemed her, generously drew forth her powers appeared to a great advantage. Her mind of a superior order, had been well cultiva ted and her conversation was at once refined sparkling and sensible. , Mr. Simp son was surprised, pleased, almost charm ed. Musio was proposed, aud she sung several songs, admirably. Mr. Simpson determined to postpone his explanation necessarily an unpleasant one till the next day, when he would do it by letter. The party departed about 0 o'clock, long before which, it ha1 several times glanced across the ironmonger'! mind that a dislike of any particular colored hair, was, after all a very absurd prejudice; as to tho cast, that, he was sutislled, was so slight as to scarcely deserve the nan e. It had been ar ranged that they should all dine with the Fraziors the day after the next; and as Mr. Simpson handed Mary into the cab, In which Mr. and Mrs. Frazier were already seated, she whispered, "Oblige me by com ing on Sunday half an hour before the timo appointed; I have something of Importance to say to you." Mr. Simpson bowed, and her hand to his lips. The carriage drove Off, and the worthy man was left In tho most perplexing state of dubiety and irreso lution imaginable. He began to think he had gone too far to recede with honor; and what was vory extraordinary, he felt scarce ly sorry for it. At all events he would not act rashly. Sunday was not far off ; he would defer his explanation till thorn Mr. Simpson, punctual to his engage ment found Mis , Fortescue awaiting him alone. He felt; on ' this occasion, none of the violent emotions he experienced on the previous Friday. His heart, instead of knocking and thumping like a caged wild thing, beat tranquilly in his bosom; yet it was not without a calmly pleasurable emo tion that he met the confiding, graceful smile which beamed on his entrance, over the lady's features. Sealing himself beside her, he with respectful gentleness, request ed her to procoed with the matter she wished to communicate. She blushingly complied and speedily beguiled him, if not of his fears, which I am not quite sure about of something under tho circumstances, far more valuable. Her family, not many years before in affluent circurastaucos, had been, by reverses in trade, suddenly cast down iu extreme poverty. The only sur viving member of it, her mother and young est sister, had been long principally de pendent on her exertions for support. The assistance she had fortunately been able to render had hitherto sufficed for them; but, of courso, if Bhe married, that source of in come must fail; and she nevor, till surprised by his generous offer, contemplated mar riage but she was even now fully resolved never to do unless Mary Fortescue paused in her narrative, and ber timid, in quiring glanco rested anxiously upon the varying countenance of her auditor. Mr. Simpson was not made of adamant, nor of iron, though be traded in the article, and no wonder, therefore, that the graceful manner, the modest pleading earnestness, the -gentle tones, the filial piety of his be trothed should have vanquished, subdued him. Her features, plain as they undoubt edly were,by tho lustre of a beautiful soul, kindled into absolute beauty ! At all events, Mr. Simpson must have thought so, or he would not have caught joyfully the weeping maidon in bis arms and exclaimed, in an swer to her agitated appeal, " unless your home may be theirs also ? Bo it bo; I have thank God, enough and to spare for all." This was oddly brought about, and finally determined in, one of the happiest of mar riages, if Mr. Simpson himself is to be be lieved and ho ought to know that tho church has ever blessed. Should he attain, of which tliero is every reasonable prospect the dignity of Lord Mayor, ho will, I am quite sure, attribute, as he does all fortu nate events, to his supreme luck in having unwittingly fallen in love with another man's wifo. Brought up by a Wolf. All tho world has heard tho story of Romulus and Remus who were brought up by a she wolf till they were of age to start the enterprise of building Rome. We all credited the story when we were young, but rejected it when we come to reason about the matter. But the reports of an English missionary establishment iu the north of India give an account of two boys who were captured from the wolves, which are very plenty in that region. The boys were apparently about seven years old when taken from their wolf mates. One of them was taken by some hunters who were en gaged in smoking out the wolves from a cave. He ran away on all fours, but he was caught. The only sound he uttered was a whine, but his features showed unmis takably that he was a Hindoo boy. Ho would at first wear no clothes, tearing them off if they were put on him ; would eat nothing but raw meat, and lapped up water with his tongue. Ho was, at leugth, taught to walk erect, to use a fork and spoon, and to driuk like a human being. Although treated with the greatest care he pined away and died after he had been at the mis sion four months. The other boy has been in .the establishment six years and has now . laid aside most of his wolfish ways. Ho walks erect, but has a peculiar gait, owing to the fact that he moves his hands at the same time he does his feet. He has not said a woid, but he exchanged his whine for a sound expressive of gratitude. He wears clothes, though at first they were a source of auuoyauce to him. He has been taught to do some work, but is neither skillful nor faithful in its performance. He has lost all desire to escape, and has become a favorite with the other children. Land and Late Adcitor. , tW A Maine farmer, on recently taking Borne eggs from a lien's pest, observed a slight protuberance at the end of one, but thought nothiiig of it till he heard the shell snap. ' Upon looking he saw a singular substance oozing out, which provedto.be a fully developed snake, J inches long, which bad apparently lain coiled up In the eiid. . of. the egg. It was nearly tho color of. tl.e white f tho egg, and exhibited some signs of life when it first came.out. i j,
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