1. A consonant. 2. The cry of a sheep. 3. A rod for measuring. 4. A generation. 5. A vowel. A. H. E. * * * * * No. 6. CHARADE. A word of five letters I am, Come puzzle me out if you can. My first and last are alike, I declare. My second and fourth are also a pair. Spell backward or forward, I read both alike. Behead and curtail me, I'll come before night. G. W. * * * * * ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN No. 100. No. 1. Nat, rat, mat, bat, cat, hat, fat, sat. No. 2. Aztec. No. 3. G E A L E A D A G L A R E E D W I N E R R A I D E N No. 4. The River Path. No. 5. Catamount. * * * * * Correct answers to puzzles have been received from F. K. Durham, "Prince," "Aged Fifteen," C. T., "Queen Bess," Rose, A. R. Slade, Charlie B., Alice B., Maggie S., Albert J. Bulson, William H. White, John H. Busch, Jun. * * * * * [_For exchanges, see third page of cover._] [Illustration: MRS. STUBBS. "Good gracious, child! I wish you wouldn't wear that tin cup; it makes you look like a common Hand-organ Monkey."] A GREEDY SNAKE. Our garden in Ceylon had been laid out by a Dutch gentleman, and consisted of terraces upon terraces out upon a hill-side. On these terraces grew the most splendid mango and nutmeg trees. The garden was famous then, and is still, for its wealth of fruit and spice trees. One morning I was walking leisurely down the stone steps leading from an upper terrace, when I saw at the foot a most horrible sight, that made me quickly retrace my steps. But curiosity and pity mastered disgust, and I turned to look at what I had fled from. I crept silently toward the snake, and threw a stone at it; but it never moved, for it was busily engaged swallowing a frog. I thought to release its unfortunate prey, and threw another stone, with more force than before, but the snake--a cobra, as I discovered--steadily continued its meal. Finding I could do nothing, and dreading what the cobra might do when its appetite was appeased, I slowly ascended the stone steps. When I reached the top I turned to look again. Every vestige of the poor frog had vanished, and the snake was gliding sleepily away. About three months afterward my husband killed a snake, and from the description he gave me of it--for I was ill at the time--I fancy it must have been the same greedy snake that I had seen devouring the unhappy frog.