No. 7.
ENIGMA.
| Now, little bright eyes, who am I? |
| My heart is hard, my cheek is round; |
| I swing beneath the earth and sky, |
| The merry sunbeams kiss me oft, |
| Till I grow big and sweet and soft, |
| And then, for your delight, am found. |
Mamie.
ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 89.
No. 1.
Dumb-bell.
No. 2.
Clock. Rash. In. Crick. Knight. Ebony. Trap. Whole word, Cricket.