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MOORE'S RURAL XEW-YORKER: A* AGRICULTURAL .ANT) FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 



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DOMESTIC CASES. 



ita na tbal e 



e for the dls- 

 turbsncee sod vexations or domestic life Is the too 

 universal hat.it of over-looking the ten thonjand 

 everyday trifles, la every home where there in 

 no s ystera. no order, no Arrangement, there most 

 be contentions, trial*, difficulties. There are nearly 

 always tome members In a family, who, without 

 aim, or reflection, feel excused from the necessity 

 of attending to this or that little duty—which 

 mast sorely fall to the lot of some one to do— and 

 thus there are tome who are over hardened wlih 

 ■ . lit nnRlrcfcd, ibd, hence nccumu- 

 late — meats are behind time— other things are noi 

 ready Id season, cau«ing delay, vexation, fault find 

 log. recrl mi nation, falsehood, and a host of evils. 

 There are few people In the country who are ex 

 empt from household cares, by reason of a molti 

 p'iol'y of servants to attend to every thing needed, 

 and those who Indolently depend on such help, 

 J generally pei 



How- often in life we see faces lighted up with 

 Joy, as though the soul wen speaking out Its very 



being— a being that perhaps has noTer known 

 what aorrow or trouble was— sporting in the eon- 

 ahlny days that seemed created for another world 

 Beautiful thoughts are sugg«»ii»e of a power and 

 brighter aims (ban seems allotted to as for more 

 thsn a season, at least. They bare a grscionsness 

 that seems to call our attention and win as from 

 the coil of a serpent's charm. Then, again. — I f we 

 mark the progress of one bright face tn early life, 

 basking in aU the childish innocence that becomes 

 ripened into matorer years, — 'hat same pleading 

 disposition Is mini fee ted in all the little acts and 

 kindnesses without a' murmur. Poor creature, it 

 Is well for thee that yon bright cloud has a silver 

 lining, to portray ibe good from the evil. While 

 thou art enjojlng life, and are happy within thine 

 own home, with im own comforts and blessedness, 

 without are cankering hypocrite?, ever ready to 

 destroy the happiness If it were the very Angels 

 In Heaven! Yea. envy, barred and malice take 

 great liberties with those that have a jealous mind, 

 and nothing in this world seems too bitter for 

 them to ntter against thee, to Injure, thy feelings 

 and crash that happy booI! How many enmities 

 and heart-burnings flow from such a source*— how 

 much happiness is interrupted and destroyed! 

 Envy, j ( -uloii*y, and the malignant spirit of 

 when they flud vent by the lips go forth on i 

 mission like fool fiends, to blast the n-putstk 



Mi EROS THE SILL. 



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others. Shall i 

 They may be ti 

 and from all It 

 reader who can: 



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tbem in a stronger light ; and there 1b not a re: 

 who, with the writer, would not exclaim, that ti 

 is nothing so agreeable to our nature, so conven 

 to our a Oil re, whether in prosperity or adver 

 as the friendship of those we love. 



If the disposition of speaking well of ot 

 wero nniver-sliy prevalent 1 , this world would I 

 comparative Paradise. We would see, not « 

 now and then a happy countenance lighted 

 with joy as though the bou! were speaking, 

 every family groop or fireside circle would I 



So Impress of a Heavi 

 haven for thought to 



iar'h. Ohl what 

 ■ dwell in! The child of i Q 

 irtj and moulded in all ten 

 arth's Heaven, where not a 



a well how ibeir tasks t 



formed, lilted 

 well done. 



then ti. I.i. i . 1 1 ] i (■ «"■ ' I 



i the parent 



s sometimes, butnotofter 



< know how fo avoid trooble 

 aeck a remedy. Heedlei 



hours of unnecessary labor 

 and wenrinesm, and, generally, to be tried, Is 

 cross and fretful, enpectally If the work is < 

 Bcsson, and beosnse of somebody's— perhaps yonr 

 own carelessness. Patting away a garment you 

 did not see that it needed a few Btiches. A ds)'s 

 or half day's sewing in consequence. In oaring 

 for milk, grease, or other liquids yon needlessly 

 spill here and there, hence scouring and scrubbing. 

 In preparing food, covers are left oft, crumbs soot- 

 tered, and in a short time, hordes of fliea and ants 

 give yon an hoar's annoyance — or some one else, 

 whloh Is all the same. Ceiling things to use, you 

 forget to restore them to their place — eomebody 

 wanuthem In haste— the whole house in confu- 

 sion, every one looking hither and thither, accuse, 

 tions, denials, general disturbance, tears, Ac In 

 cutting, the room is suffered to be atrewed with 

 ahrede— pieces are piled away in confusion and 

 when wanted, nowhere to be found; wastefulness 

 of time, means, and temper la the result. And 

 thus It goes. Many a mother who, while her child- 

 ren were small, kept a neat, tidy house, and where 

 order and satisfaction reigned, sees as her girls and 

 boys grow up, her cares multiplied and increased, 

 instead of lessened. Disorder, waste, wrangling*, 

 and no system, no peace, no happiness. The 

 daughters and sons have been at school and learn- 

 ed aomothlng more Important than lessening home 

 cares, and sparing borne duties. "Mother and 

 father make a great fuss about a litiU waste here 

 and thore, and about order, Ac" " If one mast be 

 always on their guard about making a little work 

 it's a pretiy story." And so the littles accumulate. 

 AU an unhappy and many an extra dollar goes to 

 i*nasr, or supply, where duties are postponed and 

 neglected. Daughter lets her gloves rip, and rip— 

 miitayaher kerchiefs, veils, Ac; runs in a hurry 

 to get molher*a— hers are always in order— mother 

 can't refuse, because Mr. So-and-so, his called to 

 take her ont riding. By and by mother wants 

 them; daughter not to be found— things rumpled 

 and soiled. Boya wlah to go away unexpectedly; 

 no shirts, or neck-tlea done up; buttons off, rent*, 

 Ac. General blow up, and prospects of a social 

 whirlwind and earthquake. 



Who has not seen families who came under some 

 of these descriptions! Need people oomplaio that 

 their fobs will not stay at home— that husband is 

 fauH-flndfng, and home Is any thing bat a quiet, 

 delightful retreat? Let each one do their part 

 without ostentation, noise, or praise. Let the 

 daughters, especially, assume the care of keeping 

 general order in the house and in the wardrobes. 

 What is jour object In life, if not to be a success- 

 fol housekeeper I Put away your -high falutln" 

 notions, roll up your sleeves, and see If yon can- 

 not be mem! and be a lady at the same time. 



SriCTACLia. 



Emcra or B* TO n» i o«iir T ._The oatehtatod 

 Benjamin Went niated Alt hu molheroaoekilied 

 him eagerly when he showed ber a likeness he 

 had sketched of his baby BS (ler . Md Qe ad(U _ 

 " That kisa made me a psinwr." 



To give brilliancy to the ejes, shut them earlv at 

 Btghl and open them early in the morning, and 

 let the mind be constantly intent on lbs acoulai 

 lion of knowledge, or on the exercise of benevo- 



BE EARNEST. 



t soul not only engages in great and 



minds, until the reqnis 





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iitaL It was this earnestness which gave 

 attlve mind of young Mblancthon great pot 

 Br the notions of the thousands who thronged 

 tuies from every part of Eorope. It helped 

 u-mdlts in his noble undertaking, 

 von race in the mighty work whi 

 npllahlDg. To 



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'OF WHAT 13 THE OLD MAN THINKLKGi' 



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prattle of childhood 

 twilight's gathering efaades darken tho fields, and 

 creep onnolieed into the lonely room. The birdi 

 are twittering their faint good -afgbta in the tree 

 loftly their drowsy 



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INFLUENCE OF FEMALES ON SOCIETY. 



Frow an accurate account of the condition t 

 somen In any country, it would not be difflou 

 D infer the whole state of society. So great isth 

 ufluenco they exercise on the character of mei 

 > elevated or degraded ac 





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amen are slaves, as in Turkey, t 



e aame; where they are treated as moral bein 



where their minds are cultivated, and they a 



considered equals— the state of society moat 



hlgb, and the character of the men energetic ai 



noble. There Is bo much quickness of com pi 



henslon, so much susceptibility of pure at 



motion, bo nmch ardor of affection 



itantly stimulate men 



the angry feelings, 

 d narrow propeosi 

 the strife of the 



powerful agency in aoothk 

 mitigating the hareh 

 hich are generated 



The advantages of giving a superior education 

 women are not confined to themselves, but 

 ive a salutary influence on our sex. The fear 

 at increased instruction will render Ihem In- 

 .mpetent or neglectful in domestic llf?, is absurd 

 theory, and completely destroyed by facts, 

 omen, as well as men, when once established in 

 that there la an end of trifling; its 

 ind duties multiply upon them equally 

 rmer are apt to feel them much more 

 too frequently abandon all previous 

 levote themselves wholly to these. 

 sex have cultivated and refined 

 minds, the other must meet them from shame, if 

 from sympathy. If & m an fl na8 tB , t his wife 

 lot a mere nurse or a houaekeeper; that she 

 , when the occupations of the day are over, 

 ivcn a winter's evening: that she can converge 

 the usual topics of literature, and enjoy the 

 pleasures of superior conversation, or the reading 

 of a valaabla book, he most have a perverted taste, 

 indeed, if it does not make home still dearer, and 

 prevent him from resorting to taverns for recrea- 

 tion. The benefits to her children need not be 

 ins-ruction and cultivated taste in a 

 mother enhance their respect and affection for her 

 and their love of home, and throw a charm over 

 the whole scene of domestic life.— WiUiam TWor. 



acquirement* ti 



them not. He si's one 

 sounds around him, si 

 own heart— busied wj 

 what is he thinking? 



the red cheeked girls and sun-browned lad 

 called him brother— of a saintly mother, with her 

 sonoy smiles and loving heart— a white hairod 

 father and his parting blessing. The old man is a 

 boy again; be drinks from the "moss-covered 

 bucket," Aches in the brook, hunts birds' Dests in 

 the green old woods, skates on the mill pond, and 

 bounds through the drifted enow on bis way to 



Twilight deepen* into night. The clock ticks 

 louder and louder in the stillness, but he bears it 

 moonbeams fleck tbo wall with silver, and 

 strange, fitful shadows dance around the old man's 

 hair, but he sees them not He 1b atiU think 

 Toought, like a winged arrow, passes over 

 iterveoing years of youthful tasks and pleas- 

 and be Brand ; erect in the pride and strength 

 inhood. Now, not alone he treads life's patb- 

 A fragile being— bis wife— leans upon hi« 

 walks by hie aide, clinging to him through 

 good and ill like the wild vine to the forest tree. 

 He sees again the love-lit glance of her eye, be 

 heais the melody of her voice; and children, Ait 

 laughing blue-ejed children, play In and out at 

 the open door, warbling with the birda in their 

 gleefuiness, or, wearied of play, climb upon his 

 knee and rest their flixen heads upon his breast 



day fleets by; but the night of sorrow cornea, and 

 one after another of the old man's heart treasures 

 are laid beneath the nodding violets, antil mother 



and children rest together, all save one, a wan 



derer on the face of the earth, a "stranger in 

 atrange lands," — aod tears furrow the old man's 

 cheeka as be thinks of the absent — his yonngest 

 and his only son. 



Calmly the old man is sleeping now. His ej 

 are closed, and his head droops lower and low 

 on his breast; a smile lights up his countenam 

 Of what is he dreaming? He is dreaming of t 

 future — not that shadowy, uncertain future of I 

 youth and manhood; no! the veil is drawn asu 

 the portals opened, and by the light of the past ! 

 can trace bis time to come. He seea in the d 

 tance the heavenly city, nearer and nearer he s 

 proaches its shining walls, clear and more cle 

 sonnd the harp-songs of the redeemed; and nc 

 he mingles with the " loved and lost of long ago," 



ly ore the heroes of the 

 age— the untitled nobility of the earth. They msj 

 not have suffered the headsman's axe or the cnrling 

 name, yet their intrepid spirits have borne, un 

 daunted, Bufferings beyond the block, and agonies 

 onknown at the stake. They are the invisible 

 pillars of the Church and Slate— the balsncing 

 weight when the scales ere turned by passion 

 shaken by ignorance. Theirs is the soothing 

 power that reclaims the vicious, comfort* the 

 weary, and bind* up the brokenhearted. They 

 dwell alike in the crowded city, the peaceful 

 hamlet, end the open country. Their homt 

 stately mansions, street cottages, and rude hula 

 World wide in their sympsthies, they emphatiosl'y 

 (We in self-sacrifice to those by whom they are sur 

 ronaded. No age so remote, no clime so distant 

 no people so illiterate or profaned, no age so ddrk 

 and hopeless, tbal it bos not been illuminated by 

 the nnqueuching light of these same martyr-firea 

 A few, in snpport of a great principle, world wide 

 and incorporated with government, may have 

 achieved the notoriety given to thoee who have 

 Buffered at the stake, and yet may have less of 

 manyr blood than many whoso lives have been an 

 unmitigated Immolation. They are found among 

 the unlearned, the unhappy, and even the vicious. 

 Look at the humble Christian, who daily plods on. 

 oppressed by care and chafed by petty persecu- 

 tions, ever patiently unheedfol of their annoying 

 effect, and sustaining a temper calm and equable,— 

 the unfailing token of a true higher life. Who 

 more unmistakably displays the elements, of mar- 

 tyrdom than the feeble invalid, calmly enduring 

 pain, and wrestling with suffering through long 

 years of aching misery and speechless agonj? 

 Who baa borne more In the peiila of flame than 

 the uudiQuted wife of the inebriate, in rearing her 

 children to respectability and u'efalnesa? Who 

 more than she has felt the continual dropping of 

 an unaltered and unutterable fear at the heart- 

 fear that the evil may increase, even beyond the 





if they v 



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belief; i 



sign and uttering no groan, were officially 

 butchered and burned; but in that silent, hidden 

 world, which, as a lever, moves mankind. None 

 may know the martyrdom of the patient, neglected 

 wife, of the unloved husband, of the deserted 

 child, or disgraced parent. With such the uni 

 verse abounds,— they are those of yesterday, ol 

 to-day, and forever. t , ^ Si 



THE OLD GAEDEN. 



The old garden! What need to write more? 

 The thought of the Sweet Williams comes to os 

 again, aod the little grass pinka are sprinkling the 

 borders with rubies, aod the bluo violets cluster 

 modestly along the fence, and jaionlea — Heaven 

 restore the day we called them "pineys"— filled op 

 the corners; and over there is a row of " bacbe 



lorB' buttons," white, parple and blue. ga 



varied enough for the roundabout of poor Jc 



MY FATHER MADE THEM ALU 

 B swest. whi-o mornin,-, opwlaf nj t. 



f the 



bit i--l'M .ll! I 



jll their perfum 



mer, and the old red rose, foi 



memory and affeotion, blushes, 



!hina asters rise in rainbow lighted constellation: 

 i the grass. 



The red plumes of "love lies bleeding" aremov 

 ig in the wind, and the marigold of Fiench. vel 

 the ground— new coin of gold, jus 



t of Ja 



There, 





Wife and obildre 

 " green pastures 

 Oh! what Joy 



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Night paled Into morn, and still the old man sat 

 in his easy chair. Golden sunbeams streamed in 

 upon the oaken fl)or, the perfome of fresh^blown 

 flowers floated through the open window, but he 

 admired not their beauty and fragrance. Merry 

 children rushed in with smiles and " good-moru- 



g " greetings, but he returned not their friendly 

 salutations. Wondering at bis silence, kind friends 

 gathered round the sleeper, and said in low tones, 

 — "The old man la dead;" bat they knew nothing 

 of the happy thoughts, the glorious visions of the 

 past night, nor of the dream which began on 

 arth and ended in Heaven. Omkox. 



ItEcaBxTiot*. — Recreation la intended to the 

 mind b< whetting is to the scythe; to sharpen the 

 edge of it, which otherwise would grow dull and 

 He, therefore, that spends his whole time in 

 ition, is ever whetting, never mowing; his 

 grass may grow and his steed starve. As, contra- 

 ry, he that always toils and never recreates, la 

 mowing, never whetting; laboring much to 

 little purpose; as good no scjthe aa no edge.— 

 Then only doth the work go forward when the 

 :;the is so seasonably and moderately whetted 



elp of sharpening. I would so interchange that I 

 either be dull wiih work, nor idle and wanton 

 ith recreation.— Buhop H<UL 



the hollyhocks, small orches- 

 ihe summer bees; many a time, 

 es of the leaves of bis tinted 

 have we made prisoner of ih« 

 there, all by it>elf, the broad 

 disc of the old-fashioned sun-flower tarns to the 

 light, while a brown bird, the Crusoe of the rock- 

 ing world, picks fiercely at the rare Mosaic of its 



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There, I 



;ihn 



t In the dusty b 





'■«.'-■; and thei 

 grasp of roots fast bold of a square rod of earth, 

 Is the balm of Gilead, that each year out Uvea the 

 threat of the ax and the Ore. 



Down the main walk were a dozen tofla or so of 

 garden aorrel, and over there were the feathery 

 plumes of the asparaga*; aad who would ever 

 forgive as for forgetting the cBraway end the dill, 

 that made the old meeting bouse fragrant of a 

 Sanday, blended with the breath or pink and white 



And how, aa we think of the garden, can we 

 fail to remember the green, flaring boxes of wood 

 — hoppera wherein, upon the Llllipnt acre of earth, 

 Spring poured its sweet treasures of sunshine and 

 rain? The little green boxeB with the geranium 

 race — tbe lemon, the rose and the strawberr>? 

 And the dew plant, wi'h its frosted verdure, that 

 both dwelt In these little green boxeB of gardens? 



And where are they all, the old-fashioned gar- 

 dens and flowers? Cone with tbe Mollys, and Pol- 

 lys, and Betseys— "as lovely and fleeting as they." 

 Gone with '■ Coronation," and " Mcar," and " Wind- 

 bam," and " Weils." Gone with the old mossy 

 bucket 



There are new names, new tones and new flowers: 

 the gardens are splendid with statue, and fountain 

 vine; shrubs, gorgeous with the glow of tropic 

 a tower up to skies the glazier made, and for 

 es diffuse a blrdiesB June, and prolong it thro* 

 shivering year. — B. F. Taylor. 



THE TWO TELEGRAPHS. 



Tbb mighty Cable stretches along the plateau of 

 le ocean from continent to continent, and along 

 le wire Qaahea thongbtl with a speed so rapid that 



la too wonderful for comprehension. Tho AOon- 

 o Cable Is nt the bottom of tbe ocean, and the 

 ewBbas spread all over the civilized world, and 

 ie whole country celebrates the event with re- 

 lieiogs and illuminations. Every thoughtful mind 

 ill rejoice at an achievement so graud, and which 

 romises so wtlL There is hardly any limit to ita 

 usefulness. Bat, like everything else In this life, It 

 ill. That long, (.lender wire may hresk; m«*B- 



Nottvlthstanding all of these contingencies, tho 

 achievement is so sublime that It awakens an cn- 

 tba^asmsuch as has not been fdt before. 



There Is a telegraph far older than tho one that 

 lies burled in the ocean, and ita wires never break, 

 and mefsagps sent along its track never fail to 

 reach the end. It Is that avenne of communication 



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operator, and ho will send It along tho wires with 

 the speed of light, bat at ihe other end there must 

 be some one to receive and deliver it, or It will fail. 

 On this heavenly te'egraph we may send oar mes- 

 sages, and we need no operator to give It wings,— 

 and not only the mFsaage bnt the earnest thought, 

 indeed, the yearoiog denlrcs far outupeeds the elec- 

 tric spark, and even while tun petition lingers upon 

 tbe lips of the petitioner It has reached the Mercy 

 Seat, and blessings falL 



Tbouaands of years these heavenly wires have 

 been used by every prajlng heart; in no instanrc 

 has the communication failed. The Savior stretch- 

 ad these wires from tbe Celestial City down to 

 Earth, thus b nding us to tho skies. Angels pro- 

 claimed the jo> fol tidings to man, and tbe greatest 

 illuminations that tbe world has ever seen, followed. 

 It lighted op a pathway through the sky, but its 

 greatest glory was over where the Rivion loy. 

 These heavenly wires are always ready, and they 



e free. Who will send a 



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ttkb.— Oardnefs Is a want 

 the feelings of others; it 

 malignity or a carelessness 



Lxvttt in i 



-. leads to laxity in principle 



f minute attention t 



oes not proceed Iron 



<f inflicting pain, but 

 ception of those little things by which pleasure Is 

 nferred or pain excited. A bard person thinks 

 he has done enough if be does not speak 111 of 

 your relations, your children, or your country; 

 and then, with the greatest good humor and volu- 

 bility, and with a total Inattention to yonr Indi- 

 vidual slate and position, gallops over a thousand 

 fine feelings, and leaves in every step the mark of 

 his hoof upon your heart — Sidney SrutL 



PAEEHTAL DUTY. 



WBtTun In the London Leisure Hoars, mekea 

 following remarks, which sre full of truth as 

 are of good common sense: 

 The father who plunges Into business so deeply 

 he has no leisure for domestic duties and 

 sures, and whose only Intercourse with hts 

 children consists in a brief word of authority, or a 

 surly lamentation over their intolerable expensive- 

 ia equally to be pitied aod to be blamed. 

 What right has he to devote to other pursuits tbe 

 which God hassltottedto hlschlldren? Nor 

 tn excuse to *ay that he cannot aupporthls 

 y In their present etjle of living without this 

 effort I ask, by what right can his family demand 

 to live in a manner which requires him to neglect 

 his most solemn and Important duties? Nor la it 

 an excuse to say that he wl-hes to leave tbem a 

 competence. Is be under obligations to leave 

 them that competence which be desires? Is it so 

 advantage to be relieved from tbe necessity ot 

 labor? Besides, la money the only desirable be- 

 quest which a father can leave to his children?— 

 Purely, well cultivated intellects; hearts sensible 

 to domestic affection, tbe love of parents, of broth- 

 ers and Bisters; a taste for home pleasure*; habits 

 of order, regularity, and industry; hatred of vice 

 and viciouB men, and a lively sensibility to the 

 mceof virtue, areas vslusble a legacy aaaa 

 aneeofproperty.simpleproperty^parchased 

 loss of every habit m 

 property a blessing." 



Q would render that 



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-Beter 



