CHICKAGO'S TEAZER.

New Zealand Herald, Volume XXV, Issue 9154, 8 September 1888, Page 3

CHICKAGO'S TEAZER.

A few determined people still keep pegging away at the great hen puzzle, but the number is rapidly decreasing. Like the New Zealand Government, " Mercutio's " correspondents have adopted a " tapering-off" policy. This is a wise course, and if persevered in cannot fail to restore them to the condition of sanity in which they existed prior to the wild extravagance of the eggpuzzle era. Taking this into consideration, and on condition that correspondents pledge themselves to refrain from sending in any more egg answers for a period of three years, " Mercutio " will give publicity to this week's batch of answers. They are as follow :— " P.F." (Waiuku), 14 ; Nemo " (Great Barrier), 21 ; "E.M." (Waipareira, Parua Bay), 49, 54, and 63 (answers for her mother, her sister, and herself respectively) ; " W. 8.8." (Beach Road, Napier), 39 or 374 ; " J.M." (Ohinemutu), 18; "F.A.C." (Eden Terrace) proves at considerable length that 28 is the correct answer ; as also does "D.C.U.," bub unfortunately there i 3 not room to publish their letters in full. A profaue young scamp, who says he is a "2 standard boy, ' writes that he prayed to the devil for " the rite anser to the teser." His Darkness informed him that the answer was 17£, and that the problem should be " werked beckerds and not forrerds." "Black Jack" (Birkenhead) sends another teazer about a farmer and 3 sons, but a burnt child dreads the tire, and " Mercutio " has had enough teazers for the present. " J.C.G*." (Alexandra, Waikato) makes, the answer 217 to 120 that A and B would be right and C wrong. He also sends 28' the answer to the egg problem. "J.S.H." sends an old puzzle about cutting up a chessboard of 64 squares and putting it together again so as to make 65 squares. Unfortunately it would take up too much room, as it would need two woodcuts for its elucidation. "K," (fillerslie) sends a nonsense verse he came across once. It is as follows :—

'Tis midnight, and the setting sun Is rising in the distant west; The rapid rivers slowly run, The frog is on his downy nest; The pensive ghost and sportive cow Eilarions hop from bough to bough.