The Blind-clerk's Puzzle.
This is what the "Blind-clerk" made of the puzzling address that M. B. T. gave in a letter to Jack-in-the-Pulpit, published last month:
"Servant Girl, No. 40 Queen's parade, London."
And that turned out to be the right address, too. Another friend says that this same blind-clerk once had referred to him a letter addressed like this:
"To my uncle tom, london."
That was too much. The letter never reached "my uncle tom."
Dear St. Nicholas: I have taken St. Nicholas for several years, and like it better every year. I often read over the old numbers, and find many things that seem almost new to me. One of these was "John Spooner's Human Menagerie," in the number for April, 1875, and I have been trying to get up a "menagerie" like John's. I can make most of the wonderful living curiosities, but I do not know how to make a curtain that will "go up with a flourish." I have made one to draw sideways, but I want one to go up. Please inform me how to construct it.—Yours truly,
Fred R. Martin.