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AMERICAN y AGRICULTURIST.V 
[October, 
Wliicli is happiest, llie child or the kitten ? The one 
that loves most, would bo the proper answer. Now 
Master-, you that tied a rattle-box to the kitten’s 
tail a few days ago, to have fun in seeing her fright, this 
picture is for you to study and learn a lesson from. If 
you could hear the kitten purr it would sound very like 
“ I love my mastertiiat certainly must give more 
pleasure than to hear tlie poor thing mew piteously when 
abused and frightened. The child who keeps a pet and 
cares well for it, is making the best feelings grow in his 
own heart, is cultivating a kind disposition, which wilt 
be a blessing to its owner and to others through life. It 
is a truth which should be printed in letters of gold, and 
learned by heart, tliat he who tries most to make others 
happy, secures most happiness himself. 
AmoilJicr “ Story.” 
A correspondent writes from Tioga Co., Pa.: “ Early 
in July, little Mary closed the doors of her chicken and 
duck coops at niglit, as usual, leaving the old drake to 
stand on guard. 'I'he next morning at day-break ; the old 
drake waked me by flapping his wings against the liouse 
at the head of my bed. I hastened to the door, and found 
him backing up to the door whipping and drawing a large 
bird. I struck the bird over the head and he let go his 
hold on the drake, who fled around the corner, but soon 
came back, and seeing me holding up the enemy by the 
wings, he cheered me heartily. It proved to be a large 
Eagle-Owl, his wings measuring near five feet from tip 
to tip. The old drake received a severe wound in tlie 
breast from the owl’s claws, but is now .able to steal into 
the garden and steal cabbages, whicli he thinks he iias a 
perfect right to, since he ‘ caught the owl,’ as he and lit¬ 
tle Mary say. In truth the owl caught him, but caught 
more than he bargained for.” 
A l£icU IVIaii. 
^ Governor Marcy, of New York, used to relate an anec¬ 
dote illustrating that riches do not depend upon the 
amount a man possesses, but upon his condition of mind; 
some are poor with a hundred thousand dollars, others 
rich witii less than one-fiflieth of that amount. A rough 
backwoodsman called upon the Governor one morning, 
and inquired if ho was “ Rill Marcy that used to live in 
Souliiport.”—“ Yes,” said Mr. Marcy, who was quite cu¬ 
rious to know who his visitor might be. ” I told ’em so, 
but they wouldn’t believe it—but you don’t know me, do 
you?”—‘‘Your face is familiar, but I can’t call you by 
name.”—“ My name is Jack Smith, and we used to go to 
school together thirty years ago, in the little school-house 
in Southport. Well, times have changed, and you have 
got rich since then, I suppose.” The Governor shook 
his head, but the lumberman broke in, “ Oh, yes you are, 
no use denying it, for you’ve been in office a long time, 
and have got lots of money, and I'm glad of it.”—” I sup¬ 
pose,” said the Governor, “ fortune has smiled upon you 
since you left Southport.”— “ Oh, yes, I can’t complain, 
I must say I’ve got along right smart. You see shortly 
after you left Southport, we moved into Vermont, and I 
reckon we cleared up more land than any other family in 
the whole State.”—“ And so you have made a good thing 
of it. How much do you consider yourself worth ?”— 
“ Well,” replied the satisfied man, straightening himself 
up, ” I don’t exactly know how much I'm worth, but I 
think if all my debts were paid, I should be worth three 
hundred dollars, clear cash.” He was the richer man of 
the two, although the Governor could no doubt have 
counted his thousands. 
iToif SBiooinsiIcci'S. — A boy 
correspondent says, “ If the first tiling a shoemaker uses 
to make a boot is the last, what will make the boot last ?” 
