ENIGMA.
| Even when I am a whole I am only a portion, |
| And often my price is a wicked extortion; |
| Sometimes you can buy me without any trouble, |
| You'll perhaps try again, and find me worth double; |
| My value, however, can change in an hour— |
| In fact I'm like April, all sunshine and shower; |
| To depend upon me, then, I should not advise, |
| Still, people run after me, foolish and wise. |
| I may make a man rich if I deign to get up; |
| I go down, and he often drains poverty's cup; |
| My interests frequently lie under-ground, |
| But others have I all about and around. |
| And now I shall leave you my title to guess, |
| Yet in saying farewell I would this fact impress: |
| Remember the clew which I gave at the start— |
| Even when I am whole I am only a part. |
F. J. M.
A GUILTY CONSCIENCE IS A DISAGREEABLE THING TO HAVE ROUND.
The conscience-stricken Cat is haunted at her honest Milk by the Ghosts of her dead Victims.