344. AN ENIGMA
If I write with my first in my second
My whole you can never find out;
Add a letter, and all will be reckoned
A patron of water devout.
345. WHAT DID THE COLONEL SAY?
After officers’ mess, when cigars were well alight, the old conundrum was propounded, “What is most like a cornet of horse?” A sharp sub. was ready with the reply, “A hornet, of course”; it was presently capped by this variant which occurred to a married captain, “a corset of horn”; and yet another reading was suggested by the deaf old colonel, “How much did you say the ..............” Can you complete this?
346. WHERE WAS IT?
Loss of love between us
Never can be nice;
Yet we live where Venus
Changes us to ice.