THE RIDDLER. New Riddles.

Otago Witness, Issue 1893, 2 March 1888, Page 27

THE RIDDLER.

New Riddles.

4710. Charade. — By Fossicker, Gabriels : — My first is fresh ; my second is an aid to success in my whole; my third connects; my whole is the land of loans. 4711. Riddle.— Selected by Mignonette, Herbert : ~~

What it that which has the end fer the commence xnent and less to finish [with, yet that which is my whole can have no end. 4712. Diamond.— ByDromid:—

1, A letter ; 2, the end of a lace ; 3, boundaries ; 4. earth y; 5, noble; 6, consisting of the wood of a certafn tree ; 7, the upward curves of the lines of a ship ; 8, the perception of sounds ; 9, a letter. 4713. Double Acrostic— By Phil :— First, take a man's name. Second, a siege won it fame. Third, artist soldier was lie. Fourth, a river now sen, Fifth, an animal's here. Whole, a fruit that is clear, 4714. Charade.— By W. Moss :— In ocean's depths my fibst is seeu r ' In numbers vast, when gathered in, Are autumn's fruits my first is left, 'Tis useless, of all good bereft. In ocean's depths ray second's seen, As yast as ocean's self, I ween ; In it men often live, yet, why In it should all men wish to die ? My whole to old age doth pertain — So saitli the bard— do thou refrain From being my whole, should'efc thou not guess This riddle— 'tis easy, nevertheless. 4716. Charadb.— By B:— My first in Scripture, a heathen King, Remembered for evil he sought to bring, And the singular miracle wrought to prevent The bringing about of his evil intent. My second a certain form of rock, Which might be called the result of a shock. My whole a Russian seaport town From a famous battle has won renown. 4716. Drop-letter Proverb.— By Notarious :— — r— v— n— i— n— B— e— t— r— h— n— u— r— e. A Mysterious Charade.— The following piece of mysticism attracted considerable attentiou about half a century ago. The authorship is one of the secrets of literature : it has been attributed to Fox, Sheridan, Psalmenazar, Lord Byron, and the Wandering Jew, not to spenk of others of less renown. As a hard nut to crack for the erudite reader, few charades can compare with it. I sit on a rock while I'm raising the wind, But the storm once abated I'm gentle and 'kind. I see kings at my feet, who wait but my nod To kneel in the dust which my footsteps have trod. Though seen by the world I'm known but to few, The Gentiles detest me, I'm pork to the Jew. I never have passed but one night in the dark, And that was with Noah, all alone in the ark. My weight is three pounds, my length is a mile, And when" I'm discovered, you'll say with a smile, My first and my last are the wish of our isle.