MOOKE’S KUEAL NEW-YOKKEE: AN AGRICULTUEAL AND FAMILY JOUENAL 
they halted before a modest brick house, in 
a somewhat retired street at the west end, 
and the -lady relinquished her attendant’s | 
arm. ■ 
. " Will you come in ?” whi-spered the lady 
softly. 
“ Thank you,” was the reply, and his fair 
companion opened the front door. Closing 
it carefully, they found themselves in the 
entry, in total darkness. 
“ Wait a moment,” she said, “ and be per¬ 
fectly quiet I will return instantly;” and 
with these words, she ascended the stairs 
which led to the parlor. 
The first thought of the young man, as 
she retired was to open the front door and 
move: for he suspected all was not as he at 
first anticipated. He turned to the door, it 
was fast. He fumbled for the latch, or lock, 
but whatever secured it was not to be found; 
and an instant afterward, he heard footsteps 
approaching in the darkness. His heart 
thumped against his ribs, and he began to 
wish himself safely out of doors again; but 
he was quickly re-arrested by the encourag¬ 
ing whisper of the new made acquaintance, 
who approached him, apparently with great 
caution. 
“ Hush!” she said, “all is safe. Be quiet 
now, a moment-—remove your boots from 
your feet—I will return in an instant.” 
Our hero was content; and drawing off 
his boots, he secured them together, and 
held them in his hand, to wait the return 
of his lady friend, who again ascended the 
front staira 
Entering the parlor a moment afterwards, 
the female rogue found some half a score 
young lady friends, with their brothers and 
beauxs present, to whem she quickly and 
briefly communicated the adventure. 
“ I’ve got him in the entry down stairs,” 
she said. “Put out the lights, keep per¬ 
fectly still, don’t betray the slightest soiftid, 
and I will show you some sport in a mo¬ 
ment” 
The lights were removed, the party ar¬ 
ranged themselves around the room — the 
bulk of the company knew the victim in¬ 
timately— and the lady descended the 
stairs, and approached her friend. 
“ Softly, now,” she said, taking the hand 
which was unoccupied with the boots, “soft¬ 
ly. All is quiet up stairs — all Ls arranged 
— come!” and she led her gallant shyly 
along, up the stairway. His boots dangled 
against the railing—“hush!” exclaimed the 
fair one; “ for pity’s sake, make no noise — 
or all is lost!” 
The beau moved on, grasped his boots 
more securely at his side, nor dreamed of 
aught save bliss! Least of all did he sus¬ 
pect the existence of a huge rent in his 
stockings — bttt he Avas a bachelor, and this 
was but a trifle! 
They entered the parlor. All was dark¬ 
ness and silence. The lady closed the door 
behind them, and led her companion into 
the centre of the room. Not a breath was 
heard, and little did the gentleman suspect 
that he Avas at that moment surrounded by 
a dozen of his acquaintances. 
“Remain here one moment,” said the 
lady, “I will get a light—” 
The gallant raised the soft hand which 
had conducted him tluis far towards — he 
knew not Avhat!—and ventured to press up¬ 
on it a kiss; but it was dexterously with- 
draAvn, at the very “nick of time,” and his 
lips came in contact with his own fingej-s. 
“Wait a moment,” added his inamorata, 
leaving him quickly—and, then, passing 
through a door at the farther extremity of 
the room, she disappeared. A minute had 
scarcely elapsed, but it seemed a month to 
the little party, who Avere nearly choking" 
with suppressed merriment — it was an age 
to the victim. But gentle footsteps were 
heard again; the beau gazed anxiously to- 
ceived. Two of his officers stood near him; 
there was no one* else in the tent The 
brow of the chief was contracted, and his 
eyes flashed as if what ho read displeased 
him; and he looked up with an impatient 
exclamation as the officer entered with the 
boy. The child, as soon as Morillo was 
pointed out to him, rushed forward and 
knelt at his feet 
“ What does this mean ? ” demanded the 
general. 
“ Spare him! spare my father! ” sobbed 
the youthful supplicant 
The officer then explained his relation¬ 
ship to one of the prisoners who was about 
to be executed. 
“ Ah! that reminds me,” said the chief, 
looking at his watch; “ Pero, nine is the 
hour. Let them be punctual, and have the 
business soon over.” 
Again with moving entreaties, the child 
besought his father’s life. 
“ Did thy father send thee hither ? ” ask¬ 
ed the general sternly. 
“ No, senor, he did not” 
“ How darest thou then-” 
“ My father has done nothing to deserve 
death,” answered the lad. “ He is a pris¬ 
oner of war.” 
“ Ha! who taught tlice to question my 
justice ? answer me! ” 
“No one, senor; but brave generals do 
not always kill their prisoners.” 
“ I kill whom I choose! ” thundered Mo¬ 
rillo; “and I hate the French. JBoy, thy 
father shall die. I have said it, begone! ” 
The officer made a silent sign to the pe¬ 
titioner, to intimate there was no hope, and 
that he must be gone. But the boy’s coun¬ 
tenance suddenly changed. He walked up 
to the general, who had turned away, and 
placed himself directly before him, with a 
look of calm resolution worthy of a martyr. 
“Hear me, senor,” said he; “my father is 
gray-headed; he is wounded; his strength 
is failing even noAv, though he stands up to 
receive the fire of your men. I am young 
and strong, and well. Let them shoot me 
in his place, and let my father go free.” 
It was impossible to doubt the sincerity of 
this offer, for the face of the devoted child 
was kindled with a holy enthusiasm. A 
dark flush rushed to the brow of Morillo, 
and for a moment he looked on the boy in 
silence. 
“ Thou art willing to die,” at length he 
said, “ for thy father ? Then to suffer pain 
for him will be nothing. Wilt thou lose 
one of thy ears to save him ? ” 
“ I will,” was the firm reply. 
“ Lend me thy sword, Pabla; ” and in an 
instant, at one blow, the general struck off" 
the boy’s ear. The victim Avept but resist¬ 
ed not; DOT raised his hand to wipe away 
the bleod. 
“ So far, good; wilt thou lose the other 
ear ? ” 
“ I will to save my father! ” answered 
the boy convulsively. 
Morillo’s eyes flashed. The heroism of 
a child compelled his admiration; but un¬ 
moved from his cruel purpose he smote oflf 
the other ear with his still reeking sword. 
There Avas a dead silence. “ And now, 
senor,” said the boy, breathing quickly, and 
looking up into the general’s face. 
“And now,” answered Morillo, “ depart; 
the father of such a child is dangerous to 
Spain; he must pay the forfeit of his life! ” 
The maimed child went forth from the 
presence of his inhuman foe. Presently 
the report of fire-arms announced that he 
had Avitnessed the execution 'of his father. 
Must Ave blame the cruelty of individ¬ 
uals for such enemies ? or not rather the 
relentless spirit of Avar, that builds up the 
glory of its heroes on a scaffolding of death, 
and sacrifices daily to the projects of am¬ 
bition, the promptings of humanity ? 
“ Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt i 
Nothing’s so liard, but search will find it out. 
MYSTEKIE8 OF CAKE BAKING. 
SATURDAY NIGHT 
Patterson’s Messenger contains the fol¬ 
lowing revelation under its police head.— 
Theodore Harper, a young journeyman con¬ 
fectioner, complained, before the Mayor, 
that his employer, Aaron F. Hughes, struck 
him over the head with a tin ladie, and oth¬ 
erwise maltreated him, without any just 
cause or provocation. Hughes, the master 
confectioner, admitted the assault, but al- 
ledged that Harper had merited the chastise¬ 
ment by a shameful Avaste of his employ¬ 
er’s property. “ I set him to mixing sponge¬ 
cake,” said Mr. Hughes, “and put of six 
dozen eggs I alloAved him to put in, he 
threw away tAvo dozen and a half.” 
Harper. —The eggs Avere clean spoiled— 
you mout have smelled ’em from the State 
House to Girard College. 
Hughes. —It’s no-such-a-thing. The eggs 
warn’t damaged—none to hurt. As for 
the smell, that’s nothing, the seasoning of 
the cake will kill that As long as an egg 
hasn’t got a chicken in it it will pass.— 
Every confectioner Avill tell you the same 
thing. 
Harper. —I happen to knoAv better than 
that; I’ve worked for bosses that wouldn’t 
put in an egg unless it smelled as SAveet as 
a rose. 
Hughes. — Bosses! Bah! — botches, you 
mean. The more sour eggs there is in a 
batch, the more the cake is liked. The 
ladies say it has a much finer flovor. I tri¬ 
ed once hoAv it would go Avith all stale eggs, 
and the way that that cake took was amaz¬ 
ing. The farther an egg is gone the richer 
it is; but Avhen it comes to chickens, that’s 
not so well. 
Mayor. — Hoav so? 
Hughes. —Why, you see, chickens won’t 
Avork up; they won’t mix; the dough would 
be lumpy like, and that Avouldn’t look so 
nice. Tlie folks might take it for chicken 
pie. He! he! he!—Nobody joined in the 
merriment of Mr. Hughes; the audience 
Avas too much horrified to laugh. An offi¬ 
cer, who had been detained away from his 
breakfast, and was munching a piece of 
fancy'cake to temporize Avith his appetite, 
was observed to throw the delicate morsel 
to a dog under the clerk’s desk. The plead¬ 
ing of Mr. Hughes in favor of stale eggs, 
did not make a very favorable impression 
on the coAxrt He was ordered to find bail 
for his appearance to answer for an aggra-1 
vated assault on the conscientious Harper, 
whose integrity of principle and discrimmi- 
nating olfactories had procured him the ill i 
will of his employer. I 
PARTINGTON QUERIES. 
Mrs. Partington desires information on 
the following subjects, viz : I 
1. Whether Mason & Dixon’s line was a 
line of stage-coaches or steam-packets ? 
2. What kind of curiosities did Gen. Tay¬ 
lor’s Cabinet contain? 
3. W’hether the “Powder Magazine” 
contains any good reading on the subject of 
ladies’ dresses? 
4. Whether the Emperor of China is a 
porcelain statue or mere fiction ? 
5. Were the liberty-poles which were re¬ 
cently cut to pieces in Paris the last of that 
noble race? 
0. Is the United States Mint any better 
for juleps than the common mint? (Mr. 
Partington digests this question. I’m a 
daughter of Temperance myself.) 
7. Is gutta percha the dried entrails of a 
kind of fish ? If not, what is it ? 
8. Is the “ Qreat Seal ” alive, or only 
stuffed ? 
9. Do dead letters ever revive after reach¬ 
ing the General Post Office? 
10. Do navigators have to double their 
capes in all latitudes ? or is it only in cold 
regions ? 
A Large Throat.— The Morning Star 
published at Cincinnati, relates the follow¬ 
ing anecdote of a young gentleman of the 
South, who expended a large fortune — 
The laborer who loile amid busUe'and duBl, 
To earn from the hard world his coal and his crust; 
Imprisoned in mines, or In fields, or in shops. 
He lovelh the hour when the turmoil stops; 
When the hammer and file, and the pick and the spade. 
Are in the dusty corner laid; 
He breathes the free air, and his heart is as light 
As Uie wing of a wallow on Saturday Night. 
Then the sun goeih down with a lovelier glow. 
And the stars smile in jteace on tlie broad earth below. 
And the moon cometh up with a smile on her cheek. 
On the night of all nights in tlie wearisome week. 
Then the great world of labor stands resting ns still 
As the wheel when the sueam is shut off from the mill ; 
ABd the water that toiled flows as calmly and bright, 
A« tfie river of Sleep on a Saturday Night, 
They may tell of the joy that a conqueror feels 
The moment his foeman surrendering kneels; [breast. 
Or the pleasure which thrills tlirough a young maiden’s 
When tb^ hearcth the voice which she lovelh the best; 
Or the Joy of the sailor when climbing the shroud. 
To sec his own land looming up like a cloud; 
But the laborer feels sure as deep a delight. 
When his home smiles him welcome on Saturday Night. 
There kind looks await him, and voices of glee. 
And little ones eager to climb on his knee;— 
Or if he’s no hearth where those dear ones are seen. 
There are bright eyes awaiting him somewhere, I ween. 
Then blest be the hour which bringeth release. 
And heralds the Sabbath whose sunshine is peace; 
And, oh! may the laborer’s heart be as light. 
When life shall bring round his last S.-iturday Night. 
A MINER. 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
My whole is composed of 25 letters, and ;s the 
title of a valuable history by a living author 
My 15, 5, 1.3, 6, 4, 25 is n county in Vermont. 
My 9, 16, 15, 23, 3, 5, 12, 19 is a city in N. York. 
My 20, 11, 2, 22, 4, 15, 23 is a county in N. York. 
My 1, 17, 20,13, 15, 19, 2, 6 is u city in the British 
Province.s. 
My 3, 10, 11, . 3 , 4, 21, 14 is n city in Illinois, 
My 11, 6, 22, 7, 24, 19, 11, 12 is one of the United 
States. 
jlty 2, 25, 7, 1, 9 is a town in Massachusetts. 
My 2, 5, 21, 3, 9, 13, 4 is the capital of one of the 
United States. 
My 1, 19, 25, 11, 20, 4 is a county in Ohio. 
My 1, 4, 15, 11, 14, 24 is a town in Ohio. 
My 13, 8, 6, 19, 15 is a county in Virginia 
My 2, 6, 22, 19, 21, 10, 23, 24, 16 is a county in 
Maryland 
My 18, 23, 8, 19,13,13,19 is a county inTennesee. 
[[^ Answer in two weeks. M. H. h. 
Maple Hill, N. Y., Aug. 20, 1850. 
I am composed of 25 letters. 
My 16, 2, 12,9,1, 23,24,6isn State settle-iinl627; 
My 7, 15, 21, 16, 9, 13, 14, 12, 23, 22, 16 “ 1636; 
My 22, 21,24, .5,15,18, 23, 24,21,12,13,10, 23 
is a State settled in 1650; 
My 13, 22, 16, 17, 23, 22, 23 “ <• ' 1730; 
My 11, 9, 21, 7, 11, 13, 23 “ “ 1733; 
My 13, 12, 17., 22, 21, 20, 14 “ “ 1749; 
My 5, 2, 10. 22, 2, 4, 8, 6, 9 “ “ 1765; 
My 21, 15, 13,21 “ “ 1788; 
My 9,10, 11, 12, 22, 22, 16 is a country in E'jrope. 
My 8, 1, 2, 16, 6, 10 " “ 
My 10 21, 21, 1, 23, 25 
My 15, 21, 12, 12, 23, 10, 16 “ '• ■ 
My 14, 23, 7, 16, 13,10, 20, 23 “ 
My 11, 7, 2, 6, 18, 9 
My 23, 12, 3, 23, 22, 25 is a capital in the U. S.; 
My 3,21, 8, 5, 21, 22 " “ 
My 5, 23,12, 12, 23, 15, 23, 4, 8, 2, 6 “ 
My 22, 2, 1, 21, 24, 12, 6,23, 22,14 
My 24, 23, 12, 2, 13, 11, 15 
My .5,7,9,22, 5, 21, 22 
My 3, 21, 8, 5, 21, 22 
My 18, 21, 22, 18, 21, 7, 16 
My 12, 21, 22, 16, 21, 22 is a capital in Europe; 
My 1,23, 7,8, 23, 1 “ “ 
My 12, 13, 14, 3, 21, 22 
My 23, 5, 15, 6,10,14 “ 
My whole is the title of a very useful book, and 
one that all young students should pay great atten¬ 
tion to. 
(]~P Answer in two weeks. 
INCIDENT OF THE PENINSULAR WAR. 
BY MRS. E. F. ELLETT. 
It Avas at a bloody and critical period of 
the Avar in the Peninsula, that Morillo, then 
commanding the fifth Spanish army, about 
four thousand strong, in conjunction Avith 
Penne Villemur, passed doAvn the Portu¬ 
gese frontier to the LoAver Guadiana, in¬ 
tending to fall on Seville as soon as Soult 
should advance to the succor of Badajos.— 
In the beginning of April, Avhile the 
French Avere disheartened by the sudden 
ncAvs of the fall of that city, Penne Ville¬ 
mur and Morillo, issuing out of Portugal, 
crossed the LoAver Guadiana an dseized 
San Lacar de Eayor. This place was ten 
miles from Seville, was only garrisoned by 
a Spanish Swiss battalion in Joseph’s ser¬ 
vice, aided by “ Esopetorosf and by sick 
and convalescent men. The Spaniards soon 
occupied the heights in front of the Triana 
bridge, and attacked the French entrench¬ 
ments, hoping to raise a popular commotion. 
Ballasteros, on the other side, had advanced 
with eleven thousand men, intending to 
fail on Sevm? Guadal- 
quiver. 
But the hopes entertained by the Span- 
ANSWERS TO QUESTIONS, &c. IN NO, 35. 
Answer to Geographical Enigma.—[Not answer¬ 
ed.] _ 
Answer to Acrostical Enigma.—[Not answered.] 
Answer to Poetical Enigma.—[Not answered.] 
Answer to Riddle.—A Wkdding Ring. 
BURRALL’S 
AGRICULTURAL FOUNDRY 
AND MACHINE SHOPS. 
GENEVA, ONTARIO COUNTY, N. Y 
T he subscriber manufactures various Ag¬ 
ricultural Implements of the most approved 
kinds, which ho sells at w'holesale and retail. His 
work is all warranted to be well built and to work 
well. 
The increasing demand for articles of his manu¬ 
facture, recently rendered additions to his shops ne¬ 
cessary, which, having been completed, he has now 
every facility for producing perfect work, and at 
reasonable prices. 
Among the implements now’ sold by him, ore 
BurralCs Clover Mills, 4 sizes, [Ist premium last 
State Fair,] — BurralUs Shell \Vheel Plows, 12 
sizes, highly improved the present season — Plain, 
Iron beam. Shovel, Subsoil, and Corn Plows — 
Bun-alCs Com and Grain, Cultivators — Improved 
English Drill, for seeding and manuring at a single 
operation — Straw Cutters, for hand and horse pow¬ 
er— 'Phreshing Machines and Horse-Powers, Clod 
Crushei-s, Field Rollers, Corn Shellers and Separa 
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Orders from abroad attended to without doiay.— 
A liberal discount to the trade. 
April, 1850.—[18-4m] E. J. BURRALL. 
iards of botng speedily in possession of Se¬ 
ville, were cut off by a piece of deceit— 
False information adroitly given by a Span¬ 
iard in the French interest led Ballasteros 
to believe Soult was close at hand, where¬ 
upon he immediately returned to the Hon¬ 
da ; while Penne Villemur, also warned that 
the French would soon return, retired to 
Gibraleon. 
This disappointment and failure in the 
execution of a favorite project cherished for 
many months, irritated beyond control the 
natural severe temper of Morillo. It was 
evening, and the division of the army un¬ 
der him Avere encamped some hours’ march 
on their retreat. Preparations might have 
been seen for military execution, and a 
couple of prisoners captured in their last 
skirmish, were, according to the cruel prac¬ 
tice of many chiefs in those times, to be put 
to death. The captives were guarded by a 
file of soldiers, and the executioners, wait¬ 
ing the word of command to draw up, were 
leaning on their weapons and talking of the 
events of the last tAvo days. 
Just then, one of the inferior officers re¬ 
turning to his tent after giving some order 
to the men, was interrupted by a boy ap¬ 
parently ten years of age, Avho, seizing his 
hand, and speaking in an accent slightly 
foreign, besought him, with piteous entrea¬ 
ties, to procure him admittance to the gen¬ 
eral. The officer found on inquiry, that he 
was the son of one of the prisoners, a sol¬ 
dier distinguished for his eminent personal 
bravery, Avho had not been taken, even 
when overwhelmed by numbers, Avithout 
giving and receiA'ing many severe wounds. 
This soldier, weary and wounded, but in¬ 
vincible in courage and spirit, for he scorn¬ 
ed to ask clemency of his conqueror, was 
now to suffer death Avith his companion in 
misfortune. The terrible order had been 
given, for Morillo would not be impeded in 
his march by prisoners; and he so hated 
bis country’s enemies, that the bravest and 
most generous among them could have 
found no mercy at his hands. The prison¬ 
er’s little boy refusing to be separated from 
his father, had been suffered % the Span¬ 
iards to follow him. 
“ You sludl see the general, boy, since 
you wish it,” said the officer in reply to the 
child’s passionate entreaties; “ but he will 
not grant your father’s life. San Lucas! 
but the.se French dogs have given us too 
much trouble already.” 
They entered the general’s tent; Morillo, 
by tlie light of a lamp burning on the ta¬ 
ble, was reading a de.spatch be had just re¬ 
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A CURE FOR ’SPARKING. 
Some months since, a joyous, courageous 
young woman, residing in this city, of liigh- 
ly respectable parents, found herself some¬ 
what intentionally detained at the house, 
one evening; and before she was aware of 
the fact, scarcely, night set in. The dis¬ 
tance to her own home was but a few blocks 
however, and as she expected a little gath¬ 
ering of ladies and gentlemen that evening 
at her father’s, she determined upon return¬ 
ing homeward unattended; and bidding her 
friends good night, she hurried along upon 
the walk, toward her residence, into which 
her family had quite recently removed, from 
another part of the city. 
Upon turning tlie first corner, she was 
suddenly started by the approach of a well 
dressed young man, who accosted her with 
a “good evening,” and offered his services 
to escort her home! Alarmed, for an in¬ 
stant, she would have avoided the stranger; 
but as he advanced to her side, she ventur¬ 
ed to turn towards him, and a glance satis¬ 
fied her—she recognized the young gen¬ 
tleman as a familiar acquaintance. Dis¬ 
guising her voice, and replying in a timid 
tone, she accepted the proffered gallantry, 
determined at once to administer a lesson 
to her young friend which he sliould not 
forget. The conversation which passed was 
brief, and the beau suspecting nothing, as 
he was aware that (Jie family had changed 
their quarters, tripped along at the young 
lady’s side, apparently very well pleased 
with his companion. In a few minutes. 
Everybody condemns scandal, yet noth¬ 
ing circulates more rapidly—even gold it¬ 
self is less current 
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