The MAGIC TRIPLE DIAMONDS.

The following magic arrangement of the numbers 1 to 48, in three diamonds, symmetrically placed in a triangle, is original and new so far as we know. It was accomplished by Mr. Justus Webster, Boston, Mass., at odd times, for recreation.

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The sum of each row of four enclosures, in each diamond, is 98.

The sum of each row of eight enclosures in the triangle is 196.
The sum of the diagonals of each diamond is 196.

The average sum of the two diagonals of each diamond is 98. 5. The sum of any four adjacent enclosures in each diamond is 98. 6. The sum of half of each horizontal row of four enlosures in the two lower diamonds, and half of each row from the left upward in the upper diamond, is 49.

7. The sum of any four adjacent enclosures in one diamond added to the same adjacent four in either of the other diamonds is 196. &c.

PERRY'S VICTORY. (Vol. XI, p. 224.) I send you the song wished for, also the music in which I used to sing it. Years ago, before organs became so plentiful, at our social gatherings we used to sing songs, and this was one of the many I used to sing, and play the base on the violoncello. I think I committed to memory nearly fifty of these old songs founded on the Revolutionary War, and that of 1812; among them were "Taxation of America," "Paul Jones," "Constitution and Guerrier, Hornet and Peacock"; "Bold Dighton," "Major Andre," ""Brave Wolfe," ," "Truxton's Victory," and numerous others, love songs, etc. When we gathered together, comprising a dozen male and female singers, we would spend several hours in singing those old songs, the most of which went out of existence when those that sung them passed away. You will pardon me for the rough sketch of music which I enclose Perhaps it may be familiar to "H. E. R.,” who wishes for the song; if so, it will do no harm. But to me, 'Perry's Victory " would seem that in which I used to hear it. entirely from memory.

flat if sung to any other music than
This copy of the song I write down
CALCHAS, Bryants's Pond, Maine.
Victory.

Perry's

Ye tars of Columbia, give ear to my story,

Who fought with brave Perry, where cannons did roar ;
You valor has gained you an immortal glory,

A fame that will last until time be no more;

Columbian tars are the true sons of Mars,

They rake fore and aft as they plow on the deep;
On the bed of Lake Erie commanded by Perry,
They caused many a Briton to take his last sleep.

On the tenth of September let us all remember,
So long as the globe on its axis rolls round;
The tars aud mariners on Lake Erie were seen,
To make the proud flag of Great Britain come down ;
The van of our fleet the British to meet,

Commanded by Perry the Lawrence bore down,
Her guns they did roar with such terrific power,
That savages trembled at the dreadful sound,

The Lawrence sustained a most dreadful fire,

She fought three to one for two glasses or more;
While Perry undaunted did firmly stand by her.
While on her the foe heavy broadsides did pour ;
Her masts being shattered, her rigging all tattered,
Her boom and her yards being all shot away;
And few left on deck to manage the wreck,
Our hero on board her no longer could stay.

In this situation, the pride of our nation,
Sure heaven had guarded unhurt all the while;
While many a bero maintaining his station,

Fell dead by his side and was thrown on the pile ;