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STRAND MAf. ^*» 111 \"THE TWO FLASHED PAST THE WINNING-POST so CLOSE TOCIKTHKR THAT NO lately dressed, smiling as usual, and perfectly at ease. He raised his hat to Gladys, but said nothing to her. She watched him in absolute amazement, for the contrast between this dandy and the man in silk who had ridden Sulphur was almost unbelievable. Allison walked straight up to the millionaire, and produced a folded piece of paper from his pocket. \" Here's the ten thousand you mentioned, Mr. Powers,\" he said, smiling affably. Powers seized the piece of paper and examined it. It was his own cheque for ten thousand that he had given Sammy Gallowav. \" This isn't yours,\" said the millionaire. \" You're not Galloway !\" \" Look on the other side, won't you ? You'll see that he's endorsed it over to me.\" \" What's the meaning of all this ? \" asked Powers. \" That cheque's good for ten thousand, I suppose ? \" \" Certainly.\" \" Well, that's the ten thousand that you told me to go and make. I preferred that it should be ten thousand of your money, that's all.\" \" Then you and Mr. Galloway are—er \"

SULPHUR'S NATIONAL. 463 ONE OUTSIDE THE JUDGE'S BOX COUl.D TELL WHICH WAS THE WINNER.\" \" Accomplices,\" suggested Allison. \" Who thought out this scheme ? \" asked Pushful Powers, bewildered for almost the first time in his life. \"Bill did,\" said Sammy. \"I simply obeyed orders. We were both of us broke, and we've each of us made twenty-five thousand, thanks to him—and you.\" \" How long did I give you to make the ten thousand in ? \" asked the millionaire, with something like amusement in his eye. \" Six months,\" said Allison. \" And you've done it in six weeks, eh ? And my money. Well, I know when I'm licked. Shake ! \" \" You've got everything you bargained for,\" said Allison, trying not to laugh. \" As my prospective father-in-law, you'll have the entrte into Society right away. May I take it that your—ah—your objection is—ah— withdrawn ? \" \" You may.\" The Honourable William Allison turned to Gladys. \" Care to come into the paddock ? \" he asked her, almost casually. \" I'll go anywhere in the world with you,\" she answered.

\"Joe Gargery Ana His Recollections or Dickens. By T. ANDREW RICHARDS. ES, sir, I knew Mr. Dickens —I knew him well, and I have been told that he has put me in one of his novels. I don't remember much about it, but the book is called ' Great Expectations.' \" So said John Cayford, the original of Joe Gargery, the blacksmith, in that intensely human story of little Pip, when, by a piece of rare good fortune, the writer unearthed him in his clean but severely plain apart- ments in Crompton Road, London. Allowing for the changes brought on by advancing years, he answered in every detail to the description which Charles Dickens gives of him in the second chapter of the book named:— \" Joe was a fair man, with curls of flaxen hair on each side of his smooth face, and with eyes of such a very undecided blue that they seemed to have somehow got mixed with their own whites. He was a mild, good- natured, sweet-tempered, easy-going, foolish, dear fellow—a sort of Hercules in strength, and also in weakness.\" And here he was, a creature out of the past, the living original of a character immortalized by the great novelist, now an invalid propped up with pillows, and waited upon by a devoted daughter-in-law. To talk with him, if only for a few fleeting minutes, was to breathe the real Dickens atmosphere, for here was a man who spoke as one would expect a Dickens character to speak ; an old friend one had learned to love as the guardian and companion of little Pip, who now, as it were, had stepped from the orinted page to converse in his own name, the name by which the master had known him —John Cayford. And he talked quietly, almost reverently, of his visits to Tavistock .House, and of his association with the novelist. \" I'm getting old,\" he said, \" and seeing a stranger excites me a good deal and my breathing becomes difficult, but I will tell you what I can about Mr. Dickens.\" It was at the smithy, owned by a Mr. Prior, formerly a locksmith and blacksmith in Marchmont Street, Brunswick Square,* that Charles Dickens discovered \" Joe Gargery.\" When the novelist required the services of a locksmith, John Cayford was always sent to him. Indeed, it was well understood at the little forge that Cayford was the only man who should \" do the jobs\" at Tavistock House. \" I saw a good deal of Mr. Dickens at Tavistock House,\" said Cayford. \" He used to watch me at my work and talk to me by the hour. He always seemed to have plenty of locks that wanted seeing to, and in those days I was smart at my trade.\" A coloured miniature of the novelist was put into the old man's hand, and he was asked if he found it easy to recall Dickens's

'JOE GARGERY 465 \" Dickens,\" he said, \" always had rough, ragged whiskers, and was never prim and tidy as there represented.\" Now there came the story of a fight at the forge, a story which Cayford had often related to Dickens. It was, as a matter of fact, the only fight in which that \" mild, good-natured, sweet-tempered, easy-going, foolish, dear fellow \" ever indulged, and the story as given by him bears a striking resemblance to that told by the novelist in describing the fight off,' and that sort of tiling. At last the men started to laugh, and said I was afraid to stand my ground like a man. Brooker, encouraged by this, struck at me, but still I would not fight. I told the fellow that I was far too strong for him, and that I could give him a sound thrashing. Upon this, he dealt me a heavy blow on the chest, and the men called me a coward.\" The old smith paused for a moment, and in the interval one could almost hear the voice JOHN CAYFORD, THE OKIGINAL OF \"jOF. GARr.F.RY,\" THE BLACKSMITH, IN DICKF.NS's \" CHEAT EXPECTATIONS.\" From a recmt Photograph spfcinllif tulcfn for thit article. between Joe Gargery and the \" broad- shouldered, loose-limbed, swarthy \" Orlick. \" It was like this, sir,\" said the old man, \" and I will tell it to you just as I many times told it to Mr. Dickens. \" There was at the forge a journeyman named Brooker, a very disagreeable fellow, a man of exceedingly bad quality and trea- cherous temper. One day we had a few words, and he began to boast of what he could do to me. ' He would knock my head Vol. xlv.—47. of Mrs. Joe reproaching her husband for permitting Orlick to insult her:— \" To hear the names he's giving me ! That Orlick ! In my own house ! Me, a married woman ! With my husband stand- ing by ! Oh, oh ! \" \"That settled it,\" (ontinued the invalid. \" I gave two quick strides, seiKed Brooker with both hands, raised him in the air, and hurled him with all my might to the ground. I did not strike him ; there was no need to

466 THE STRAND MAGAZINE. do so, for there he lay, afraid to move lest I should go at him again.\" In chapter fifteen of the hook Dickens gives us an account of the fight at the forge, but note this—he does not speak of Joe as having struck Orlick. He says :— \" Without so much as pulling off their singed and burnt aprons, they went at one another like two giants. But if any man in that neighbourhood could stand up long against Joe, I never saw him. Orlick, as if he had been of no more account than the pale young gentleman, was very soon among the coal-dust, and in no hurry to come out of it.\" Brooker was subsequently dismissed from Mr. Prior's employ. He lost his reputation, and in Cayford's words, \"went to the dogs.\" Does not this suggest the probability of Brooker being the original of Orlick ? But many years before the fight at the smithy the name of Orlick had impressed itself upon the mind of Cayford, and there is every reason to believe, as I shall en- deavour to show, that Dickens first heard of the name \" Orlick \" from the lips of his lock- smith, and that he substituted it for that of Brooker, when he created the \" morose journeyman \" at Joe's forge. The real Orlick—one might fairly speak of him thus—was employed with Cayford at a grocer's shop, Cayford at that time being temporarily engaged as an errand boy. He must indeed have been the ideal \" strong boy\" that one associates with the notice frequently seen in grocers' windows. But the story would, perhaps, be the more interesting in Cayford's own words. \" One day,\" he said, \" we had to take a barrel of soda to Hampstead, and Orlick was sent to help me with the truck. He was a good deal bigger and older than I was, and on the return journey insisted upon being allowed to ride. Everything went well until we came to a hill, and then I started to run, not thinking that there would be any difficulty in pulling up when I wanted to. Away we went, plunging and bounding. Before us was a gate, and into this we crashed, smashing everything to smithereens. Orlick, who pitched on his head, was unconscious for many hours, and I can remember now the terror that came over me when I thought I should be charged with murder.\" The old man added that Orlick of the grocer's shop was the only Orlick he had ever known, or of whom he had ever heard. The linking together of Cayford and Brooker, and again of Cayford and the grocer's boy, strongly supports my theory as to the source from which the name and character of Orlick was derived. And if this is accepted, THE STRAND MAGAZINE will have given to the world, not only a photograph of the original of Joe Gargery, but will also have shown how, in all probability, Charles Dickens adopted the name of Orlick for his journeyman smith because of its association with the boyhood of John Cayford.

\" fOE GARGERY.\" 467 \" When I moved them the bones rattled,\" added Cayford, \" and Mr. Dickens laughed heartily. He had got up the whole thing as a practical joke.\" The joke, however, rather missed fire. Cayford treated the unnerving discovery as if it were a quite ordinary occurrence ; indeed, he scarcely even showed surprise. When Dickens questioned him, Cayford answered that he had worked too many times in the vaults at St. Pancras Church to be frightened by mere skeletons in a cupboard. Before the interview terminated, Cayford said that there was just one other thing which he would like to mention. \" It was Christ- mas time,\" said he ; \" I remember it as if it all hap- pened yesterday, and Mr. Dickens was such a man for Chris tmas. Some French wine had been sent to him, and through the butler a few of us had got to know about it. In fact, a bottle had come my way. Ah, it was beauti- ful stuff, sir !\" The old man smacked his lips and his eyes sparkled. He was back again in the days of vigorous manhood. He had bridged the intervening gulf, and,as if oblivious of the presence of a stranger, was again at that never-to-be-forgotten servants' party in the kitchen at Tavistock House. The whole scene was parading itself before him. \" One afternoon—it was a day or so before Christmas—the butler asked me if I would join a little supper-party which the servants were arranging. Of course I went, and we had one of the happiest evenings I have ever spent in my life. But just before the party broke up, Mr. Dickens, who was spending the evening out, returned at an early hour. He let himself in quietly \"—here the old man A PORTRAIT OF JOHN CAYFORI) TAKF.N AT THE WAS STILL WORKING AT THE FORGE. stopped to laugh—\" and the first we knew of his arrival was the silent opening of the kitchen door and the master's head peeping inquiringly round the corner. A general stampede followed. I dived under the table, and the other guests hid themselves as best they could. Mr. Dickens at once grasped the situation, and began shouting to the butler.

STORY FOR CHILDREN. By E. NESBIT. Illustrated by H. R. MOlar. CHAPTER VII. S the children passed through the golden doors a sort of swollen feeling which was beginning to make their heads quite uncomfortable passed away, and left them with a curiously clear and comfortable cer- tainty that they were much cleverer than usual. Mavis and Francis felt as though they had never before known what it was to have a clear brain. They followed the others through the golden door, and then came Reuben, and the mermaid came last. She had picked up her discarded tail, and was carrying it ove~ her arm as you might a shawl. She shut the gate and its lock clicked sharply. \" We have to be careful, you know,\" she said, \" because of the people in the books. They are always trying to get out of the books that the cave is made of—and some of them are very undesir- able characters,\"

WET MAGIC. 469 The party was now walking along a smooth grassy path, between tall clipped box hedges —at least, they looked like box hedges—but when Mavis stroked the close face of it she found that it was not stiff box, but seaweed. They came to a little coral bridge over a stream that flowed still and deep. \" But if what we're in is water, what's that ? \" said Bernard, pointing down. \" Ah, now you're going too deep for me,\" said the mermaid. \" At least, if I were to answer I should go too deep for you. Come on ; we shall be late for the banquet.\" Here the grassy road widened, and they came on to a terrace of mother-of pearl, very smooth and shining. Pearly steps led down from it into the most beautiful garden you could invent if you tried for a year and a day, with all the loveliest pictures and the most learned books on gardening to help you. And everyone saw, beyond a distant belt of trees, the shining domes and minarets of very beautiful buildings, and far, far away there was a sound of music, so far away that at first they could only hear the music and not the tune. \" Crikey ! \" said Reuben, speaking suddenly, and for the first time, \" ain't it 'evingly neither. Not \"arf,\" he added, with decision. \" Now,\" said the mermaid, as they neared the belt of trees, \" you are about to be publicly thanked by our queen. You'd rather not ? You should have thought of that before. If you will go about doing these noble deeds of rescue you must expect to be thanked. Now. don't forget to bow. And there's nothing to be frightened of.\" They passed through the trees and came on a sort of open courtyard in front of a palace of gleaming pearl and gold. There on a silver throne sat the loveliest lady in the world. She wore a starry crown and a gown of green, and golden shoes, and she smiled at them so kindly that they forgot any fear they may have felt. The music ended on a note of piercing sweetness, and in the great hush that followed the children felt themselves gently pushed forward to the foot of the throne. All round was a great crowd, forming a circle about the pearly pavement on which they stood. The queen rose up in her place and reached towards them the end of her sceptre, where shone a star like those that crowned her. \" Welcome,\" she said, in a voice far sweeter than the music. \" Welcome to our home. You have been kind, you have been brave. You have been unselfish, and all my subjects do homage to you.\" At the word the whole of that great crowd bent towards them like bulrushes in the wind, and the queen herself came down the steps of her throne and held out her hands to the children. A choking feeling in their throats became almost unbearable as those kind hands rested on one head after another. Then the crowd raised itself and stood

47° THE STRAND MAGAZINE. get all the power for our machinery from them.\" \" How do you do it ? \" Bernard asked. \" We keep tanks of them,\" said she, \" and you just turn a tap. They're connected up to people's houses, and you connect them with your looms or lathes or whatever you're working.\" \" It's simply beautiful,\" said Mavis, warmly. \" I mean all this.\" She waved her hand to the row of white arches through which the green of the garden and the blue of what looked like the sky showed plainly. \" And you live down here and do nothing but play all day long ! How lovely ! \" \" You'd soon get tired of play if you did nothing else,\" said Bernard, wisely. \" At least, I know I should. Did you ever make a steam engine ? \" he asked the princess. \" That's what I call work.\" \" It would be to me,\" she said; \" but don't you know that work is what you have to do and don't like doing ? And play's whatever you want to do.\" \" Then what do you do ?\" Kathleen asked. \" Well, we have to keep all the rivers flowing for one thing—the earthly rivers, I mean—and to see to the rain and snow taps, and to attend to the tides and whirlpools, and open the cages where the winds are kept. Oh, it's no easy business, being a princess in our country, I can tell you, whatever it may be in yours.\" At this moment the queen rose, and so did everyone else. \" Come,\" said the princess, \" I must go and take my turn at river filling. Only princesses can do the finest sort of work.\" \" What is the hardest thing you have to do ? \" Francis asked, as they walked out into the garden. \" Keeping the sea out of our kingdom,\" was the answer, \" and fighting the Underfolk. We keep the sea out by trying very hard with both hands, inside our minds—and, of course, the sky helps.\" \"And how do you fight the Underfolk, and who are they ? \" Bernard wanted to know. \" Why, the thick-headed heavy people who live in the deep sea.\" \" Different from you ? \" Kathleen asked. \" My dear child ! \" \" She means,\" explained Mavis, \" that we didn't know there were any other kind of people in the sea except your kind.\" \" You know much less about us than we do about you,\" said the princess. \"Of course, there are different nations and tribes, and different customs and dresses and every- thing. But there are two great divisions down here, (he thick-heads and the thin- skins, and we have to fight both of them. The thin-skins live near the surface of the water—frivolous, silly things like nautiluses and flying fish, very pleasant, but deceitful and light-minded. They are very treacherous.

WET MAGIC. 471 And when they said no, her beautiful, smiling face suddenly looked grave. \" With whom have you left the charge of speaking the spell of recall ? \" \" I don't know what you mean,\" said Bernard, \" What spell ? \" \" The one which enabled me to speak to you that day in the shallows.\" said Maia. \" No, she didn't. She doesn't know any land people except us. She told me so,\" said Kathleen. \" Well, is the spell written anywhere ? \" Maia asked. \" Under a picture,\" she told her, not knowing that it was also written in the works of Mr. John Milton. \" SHE LANDED OX THE MARBLE PEDESTAL WITHOUT TOUCHING THli LADY WHO S1OOL) 1H..KE ALREADY.' \" Of course, my sister explained to you that the spell which enables us to come at your call is the only one by which you can your- selves return ?\" \" She didn't,\" said Mavis. \" Ah, she is young and impulsive. Hut no doubt she arranged with someone to speak the spell and recall you ?\" \" Then I am afraid you'll have to wait till someone happens to read what is under the picture,\" said Maia, kindly. \" But the house is locked up. There's no one there to read anything,\" Bernard re- minded them. There was a dismal silence. Then :— \" Perhaps burglars will break in and read

472 THE STRAND MAGAZINE. it,\" suggested Reuben, kindly. \" Anyhow, what's the use of kicking up a shine about it ? / can't see what you want to go back for. It's a little bit of all right here, so it is. I don't think. Plucky sight better than any- thing / ever come across. I'm agoin' to enjoy myself, I am, and see all the sights. Miss there said we might.\" \" Well spoken, indeed,\" said Maia, smiling at his earnest little face. \" That is the true spirit of the explorer.\" \" But we're not explorers,\" said Mavis, a little crossly for her. \" And we're not so selfish as you think either. Mother will be awfully frightened if we're not home to tea. She'll think we're drowned.\" \" Well, you are drowned,\" said Maia, brightly. \" At least, that's what I believe you land people call it when you come down to us and neglect to arrange to have the spell of return said for you.\" \" How horrible ! \" said Mavis. \" Oh, Cathy,\" and she clutched her sister tightly. \" But you needn't stay drowned,\" said the princess. \" Someone is sure to say the spell, somehow or other. I assure you that this is true, and then you will go home with the speed of an eel.\" They felt somehow, in their bones, that this was true, and it consoled them a little. \" But mother ? \" said Mavis. \" You don't seem to know much about magic,\" said Maia, pityingly. \" The first principle of magic is that time spent in other worlds doesn't count in your own home. No, I see you don't understand. In your home it's still the same time as it was when you dived into the well in the cave.\" \" But that's hours ago,\" said Bernard, and she answered :— \" I know. But your time is not like our time at all.\" \"What's the difference?\" \" I can't explain,\" said the princess. \" You can't compare them any more than you can compare a starlight and a starfish. They're quite, quite different. But the really important thing is that your mother won't be anxious. So now why not enjoy your- selves ? \" And all this time the other princess had been holding up the jar which was the source of all the rivers in all the world. \" Won't she be very tired ?\" asked Reuben. \" Yes—but suppose all the rivers dried up, and she had to know how people were suffering, that would be something much harder to bear than tiredness. Look in the pool and see what she is doing for the world.\" They looked, and it was like a coloured cinematograph, and the pictures melted into one another like the old dissolving views that children used to love so before cine- matographs were thought of. They saw the red Indians building their wigwams by the great rivers, and the beavers

WET MAGIC. 473 They wear a sort of steel blue armour, and carry arms of dreadful precision. They are terrible fellows, the Twenty - Third, and marched with an air at once proud and confident. Then came the Seventeenth Swordfish, in uniforms of delicate silver, their drawn swords displayed. The Queen's Own Gurnards were magnifi- cent in pink and silver, with real helmets and spiked collars, and the Boy Scouts—the \" Sea Urchins,\" as they were familiarly called—were the last of the infantry. Then came Mer-men, mounted on dolphins and sea-horses, and the Cetacean Regi- ments, riding on their whales. Each whale carried a squadron. \" They look like great trams going by,\" said Francis. And so they did. disappeared. Their own princess was, they supposed, still performing her source service. Suddenly everything seemed to have grown tiresome. \" Oh, I do wish we could go home,\" said Kathleen. \" Couldn't we just find the door and go out ? \" \" We might look for the door,\" said Bernard, cautiously, \" but I don't see how we could get up into the cave again.\" \" We can swim all right, you know,\" Mavis reminded them. \" I think it would be pretty low down to \"THE REGIMENT OF SWORDKISH.\" The children remarked that while the in- fantry walked upright like any other foot soldiers, the cavalry troops seemed to be, with their mounts, suspended in the air about a foot from the ground. The Household Brigade was perhaps the handsomest. The Grand Salmoner led his silvery soldiers, and the Hundredth Halibuts were evidently the sort of troops to make the foes of anywhere \" feel sorry they were born.\" It was a glorious review, and when it was over the children found that they had been quite forgetting their desire to get home. But as the back of the last halibut vanished behind the seaweed trees, the desire came back with full force. Princess Maia had VoL xlv.-48. go without saying good-bye to the princesses,\" said Francis. \" Still, there's no harm in looking for the door.\" They did look for the door, ana they did not find it. What they did find was a wall, a great grey wall built of solid stones. Above it nothing could be seen but blue sky. \" I do wonder what's on the other side,\" said Bernard, and someone, I will not say which, said, \" Let's climb up and see.\" It was easy to climb up, for the big stones had rough edges, and so did not fit very closely, and there was room for a toe here and a hand there. In a minute or two they were all up, but they could not see down on the other side because the wall was about eight feet thick. They walked towards the other edge,

474 THE STRAND MAGAZINE. and still they could not see down—quite whose hand it wasn't, and there was no doubt close to the edge, and still no seeing. about it. \" It isn't sky at all,''said Bernard, suddenly. It was plain enough now that what they \" It's a sort of dome—tin. I shouldn't wonder, had been living in was not water, and that painted to look like sky.\" \" It can't be,\" said some- one. \" It is, though,\" said Bernard. \" There couldn't be one so big,\" said someone else. '' But there is\" said Bernard. And the someone, I will not tell you who, put out a hand, quite forgetting the princess's warning, and touched the sky. That hand \"THE FIRST RUSH OF THE WATER WAS TERRIBLE.\" felt something as faint and as thin as a this was. The first rush of it was terrible, bubble, and instantly this something broke, but in less than a moment the whole kingdom and the sea came pouring into the Mer- was flooded, and then the water became clear people's country. and quiet. \"Now you've done it,\" said one of those The children found no difficulty in breathing

WET MAGIC. 475 and it was as easy to walk as it is on land in a high wind. They could not run, but they walked as fast as they could to the place where they had left the princess pouring out the water for all the rivers in all the world. They found the pedestal, but what had been the pool was only part of the enormous sea, and so was the little marble channel. The princess was not there, and they began to look for her, more and more anxious and wretched. \" It's all your fault,\" said Francis to the guilty one who had broken the sky by touch- ing it, and Bernard said, \" You shut up, can't you ? \" It was a long time before they found their princess, and when they did find her they hardly knew her. She came swimming towards them, and she was wearing her tail, and also a cuirass and helmet of the most beautiful mother-of-pearl, thin scales of it overlapping, and the crest on her helmet was one great pearl, as big as a billiard ball. She carried something over her arm. \" Here you are,\" she said. \" I've been looking for you. The future is full of danger. The water has got in.\" \" Yes, we noticed that,1\" said Bernard, and Mavis said, \" Please, it was us. We touched the sky.\" \" Will they punish us ? \" asked Cathy. \" There are no punishments here,\" said the pearly princess, gravely, \" only the con- sequences of your action. Our great defence against the Underfolk is that thin blue dome which you have broken. Now they may attack us at any moment. I am going to command my troops. Will you come. too ? \" \" Rather,\" said Reuben, and the others somewhat less cordially agreed. They cheered up a little when the princess went on. \" It's the only way to make you safe. There are four posts vacant on my staff, and I have brought you the uniforms that go with the appointments.\" She unfolded five tails, and five little pearl coats like her own, with round pearls for buttons, pearls as big as marbles. \" Put these on quickly,\" she said. \" They are enchanted coats, given by Neptune himself to an ancestor of mine. By pressing the third button from the top you can render yourself invisible. The third button below that will make you visible again when you wish it, and the last button of all will enable you to become intangible as well as invisible.\" \" Intangible ? \" said Cathie. \" Unfeelable. So you're quite safe.\" \" But there are only four coats,\" said Francis. \" That is so,\" said the princess. \" One of you will have to take its chance with the Boy Scouts. Which is it to be ? \" Each of the children always said and thought that it meant to say \" I will,\" but somehow or other the person who spoke first was Reuben. The instant the princess had

An International Chess Problem. By T. B. ROWLAND. A COSMOPOLITAN. Black to play, then White to mate in two moves. THIS problem is a regular globe-tripper, it having appeared, in one form or another, in almost every country in tjie world, claiming nationality of each and finding a home everywhere. It is a three- mover with the key-move made, as likewise are all that follow, excepting where otherwise stated. This is in order not to give the solver too heavy a task as well as to focus similarities, and also as a necessary abridgment. Move the Q up one square, place a Black pawn on Black's Q B 5, and we first have :— No. i.—ANGLICAN. Composers' names will be given with the solutions, with which await some queer surprises for the solver. The board with this, No. I, on it, turned a quarter to the left, gives :— No. 2.—WELSH. The use of the Black pawn appears to be to prevent a dual mate, but it allows a short mate. Remove it and change the White pawn to K Kt 4 ; then a quarter-turn of the board to the left brings us to :— No. 3.—SCOTCH. The positions are only a few of many similar ones, as there is little scope or variety available in portraying the idea. Again give the board a quarter-turn to the left, and there comes in :— No. 4.—HIBERNIAN. Bring the Black K down to his Q 6, replace Black P on K B 5, change Q to Q B 8, and our tramp brings us to :— No. 5.—FRANC.AIS. A quarter-turn of the board to the right introduces :— No. 6.—SWISS. This, without the Black pawn, the White pawn changed to Q Kt 4, and the board again turned a quarter to the right, gives :— No. 7.—SWEDISH. Another quarter-turn of the board to the right brings us to :— No. 8.—SPANISH. Now remove Black K to his K 6, and change Q to K B8:— No. 9.—CANADIAN. Change Q to Q R 2, then move the position one square up diagonally to the right :— No. io.—MEXICAN. The dual is avoided without the use of Black P Put White K on K i and a White P on Q Kt 2 :— No. n.—AMERICAN (U.S.). Put aside the two White P's, place a White R on Q B 7, and we find our \" merry-go-round \" the world at:— No. 12.—RUSSIAN. Remove the R, place White K on K R 2, Q on K i, and a Black B on Black's K Kt 3, and we have a change in :— No. i3.-DUTCH. Exchange the B for a Black P, and we come to:— No. 14.—NORWEGIAN. No- I5' A slight change, as shown on diagram, produces our old friend the \"Cul de Sac.\" Here it is a double form of the idea. Its Clace on the board is indicated y putting Black K on his K 5. It makes :—

AN INTERNATIONAL CHESS PROBLEM. 477 No 20.—CENTRAL GERMAN. Here the Black K occupies his Q B 5 square and the other men relatively. Move this position one square to the right, change White K to K R 3, Q to Q Kt 3, P to Q R 3. put a Black P on his K 3, and we have :— No. 21.—WESTERN ENGLISH, i. Kt to Q B 4 solves this. Exchange the Black P for a Black Kt, put it on K B 3, and we get :— No. 22.—EASTERN ENGLISH. Key the same. Take off the P and Black Kt, move the position down one square, and we come to the easiest problem of the series :— No. 23.—WEST INDIAN. No. This is solved by Q to Q 4, giving a neat, symmetrical solution. Remove White K to K R 4, Q to K B 6, put a White B on K B 8, give the board a quarter-turn to the left, and we arrive at the most difficult problem of all :- No. 24.—EASTERN ENGLISH. Change White K to K B 7, exchange B for a White P and place it on K i, then give the board another quarter-turn to the left, and we have a similarly-built and very good problem in :— No. 25— SOUTHERN ENGLISH. Bring this position down one square diagonally to the right, change White K to K B 2, Q to Q R 6, exchange White P for a Black P, and place it on his K B 3, and our wanderer brings us to :— No. 26.—MECKLENBURG-SCHWERIN. The key here is, i. Kt to B 4. We now come to a position with a curious change. White : K at Q R 2, Q at K R i, Kt's at Q B 4 and K 6, P's at Q R 6 and KKt6. Black: K at Q B 3, Kt at K B 6, making :— No. 27.—DANISH. Exchange the Black Kt for a Black R, place a Black P on Q R 2, and there you are :— No. 28.—BRAZILIAN. The next is a rearrangement of No. 23. White : K at Q Kt 3, Q at K Kt 8, Kt's at Q R 6 and Q B 8. Black K at Q B 3 :— No. 29.—LOWER GERMAN. Here, by placing White K at Q R 3, Q at K Kt 8, B at K R 5, Kt's at Q Kt 5 and Q 7 ; Black K at Q Kt 2 and P at Q 4, we are back to the initial idea :— No. 30.—ITALIAN. Finally, place the men thus : White—K at K R 3, B at K Kt i, Kt's at Q Kt 5 and Q 7, P's at Q B 6 and K B 2 ; Black—K at Q R i, Kt at K R 8, P at K B 6, giving :— No. 31.—SOUTH AFRICAN. Many other instances of the setting of Black K and two covering Kt's, as shown, could be given ; but at present we cannot further encroach on valuable space. All are modern constructions. (Solutions will be given next month.) THE SCOn POLAR EXPEDITION. have much pleasure in announcing that the complete, fully - illustrated story of the splendid heroism of Captain Scott and his companions will first see the light in this

PERPLEXITIES. Some Easy Puzzles for Beginners. By Henry E. Dudeney. pork. Being persuaded to make an attempt, he drew three lines, one of which cut through a pig. When told that this was not allowed, he protested that a pig was no use until you cut its throat. \" Begorra, if it's bacon ye want without cutting your pig, it will be all gammon.\" However, he failed to solve the puzzle. Can you do it ? 132.—A PARADOX. FOUR jolly men sat down to play, And played all night till break of day. They played for gold and not for fun, With separate scores for every one. Yet when they came to square accounts, They all had made quite fair amounts. Can you the paradox explain, If no one lost, how could all gain ? 133.—A CHARADE. MY first to us must point, it's clear, And what I say is true, sir. My next to her your thoughts will steer ; My whole's an introducer. Solutions to Last Month's Puzzles. 123—CROSSING THE RIVER. THE two children row to the opposite shore. One gets out and the other brings the boat back. One soldier rows across ; soldier gets out, and boy returns with boat. Thus it takes four crossings to get one man across and the boat brought back. Hence it takes four limes 358, or 1432, journeys to get the officer and his 357 men across the river and the children left in joint possession of their boat. 124.—A PATCHWORK PUZZLE. THE lady need only unpick the stitches along the dark lines in the larger portion of patchwork, when the four pieces will tit together and form a square, as shown in our illustration. 125.—WHEEL—HEEL—EEL. M 126. —SEA—SON- ABLE. 128.—THE REVERSE-WAY PUZZLE. HERE is a new little puzzle with moving counters that will be found very entertaining, and perhaps call for a certain amount of patience on the part of the uninitiated. Copy the very simple diagram on a sheet of paper and use six numbered coun- ters. Place the counters in the positions shown, leaving the crown disc vacant. The puzzle is to reverse all the six counters so that they are in proper numerical order in the opposite or clockwise direction. You can move any counter to the next vacant disc, or jump over a counter in either direction if the disc beyond is vacant, similar to the moves in the game of draughts. Thus on the first move you can play either i or 6 as a simple move, or 2 or 5 as a leaping ,move. The crown disc must at the end be left vacarit. Try to do it in the fewest possible moves. 129.—SIMPLE DIVISION. SOMETIMES a very simple question in elementary arithmetic will cause a good deal of perplexity. For

CURIOSITIES. [We shall ht gttid to receive Contributions to this section, and to pay for such as are A GOLF CHAMPION'S MEMORIAL. ALL lovers of the favourite game of golf will be interested in the accompanying photograph, as it is not often that a game is popularized on a tomb- stone a< in this instance. The monument can be seen in the cemetery in the Abbey grounds, St. Andrews, Scotland, and the inscription runs as follows :— \" In memory of ' TOMMY,' Son of Thomas Morris, who died 25th December, 1875, aSecl 24 years. \"Deeply regretted by numerous friends and all golfers, he thrice in succession won the champion's belt and held it without rivalry, and yet without envy, his many amiable qualities being no less acknowledged than his golfing achievements. \"This monument has been erected by con- tributions from sixty golfing societies.\" —Mr. J. Rennison, Bookbinding Dept., Sharpe, Ltd., Listerhills Road, Bradford. W. N. SEEN ONLY BY COWARDS. A FEW weeks ago I went to the City of Yokkhaici (Japan) on business, and happened to find an enormous crowd of people watching a hobgoblin-like figure, erected in the corner of a street, putting out its red tongue. Its huge body was made of straw, over which were coiled wiiite cotton cloths. The material of its garment was said to be cotton. According to Japanese superstition, there lives in this world such a long-necked hobgoblin, which is always putting out its tongue, and if any coward walks on a solitary path on a rainy, dark night this figure will often be visible to him only,—Mr. Kiyoshi Sakamoto, 19, Tsuji-kuru cho, Yamada, Mie-ken, Japan. A GOOD LINE. THE rough little map below shows five places, all of which may be found in the Official Parish Register. These, when read in sequence, form an entertaining and instructive sentence, and one which thousands of people all over the world will heartily endorse. The sentence is : \" Newnes STRAND well worth reading.\"—Mr. R. DaVis, 2, Sunnyside, Albert Park Road, Malvern.

THE STRAND MAGAZINE. A JAPANESE CINEMA TICKET. STRIP, paper, or card tickets are not used to a very large extent in Japan. Strip tickets, we are told, have been tri«J, but with little or no success. The Japanese \" man in the street \" wants some- thing for his money, and so the theatre and picture-palace pro- prietors are in the habit of getting tickets from a timber yard rather than a printer. The example here shown measures nj inches long and 3} inches wide; it has painted characters on each side, and the Oriental cheerfully carries this small plank from pay-box to doorkeeper. This ticket was sent me by a friend in Yokohama, who says that it represents nine sen, another sen being charged for taking care of street shoes, which are not worn in the cinema house. —Mr. Richard Penlake, 115, Minard Road, Hither Green, S.E. five a.m., and, as a result, a great panic took posses- I sion of the inhabitants. Over four thousand families at Santiago parsed the night in tents in th, parks, and the city was so depopulated by the numberr who left the threatened area that the soldiers were ordered to assist the police in guarding the property thus left unprotected. The Government gave orders for the bands to play all night, to quell the fears of the people, though it had an opposite effect. Fortunately, the catastrophe did not occur, though a hurricane and heavy rain which fell, being part of the \"prophecy,\" added greatly to the terrors of the unhappy Chilians.—Mr. R. W. Watts, The Bolivia Railway, Aritofagasta, Chile. THE LANGUAGE OF THE HAND. * I ''HE curious way illiterate people in India \\_ have of communicating and conveying messages to one another is here shown. Notice the four imprints \" SEATS FOR THE EARTHQUAKE.\" THE accompanying ingenious advertisement, which appeared in the South Pacific Mail, was sug- gested by the state of alarm into which the population had been thrown by the prediction of an earthquake TERREMOTO, DESTRUCTION and OF VALPARAISO September 30th 1912. The best position from which to witness this great event is, MONTE MAR HOTEL Which offers unusual facilities to the public for this occasion The establishment will Remain Open all Night And an excellent hot supper will be served shortly before the critical time. An orchestra will enliven the solemn hours and a Doctor will be in attendance, as also a section of The Red Cross Ambulance.