MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY JOURNAL 
Immortal Cowper ! Friend of suffering man! 
Long may thy Heaven-horn spirit hover o’er 
This favored land! Long may each free-born breast 
That inspiration feel, which on thy page 
In glowing numbers, thus thy heart expressed. 
“ I would not have a slave to till my ground, 
“ To carry me—to fan me while I sleep, 
“ And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth 
“ That si nows bought and sold have ever earn’d. 
“ No—dear as Freedom is—and in my heart’s 
“ Just estimation, prized above all price, 
“ I had much rather, be myself the slave 
“ And wear tho bonds, than fasten them on him.” 
Blesa’d Liberty ! Gift of indulgent Heaven ! 
The richest earthly boon to mortals given! 
O may thy genial influence extend, 
And waft its treasures to the setting sun. 
Then shall the w oodland music of the dawn, 
The glowing splendors of the rising sun, 
And the rich scenery of the summer's day, 
Long charm the soul. Joyous the rustic then, 
Greeting the beauties of the vernal mom, 
And the lone student in his sober shades, 
Shall chant the praise of Freedom’s first-born son; 
The laurel’d wreath still twine Iris hallow’d urn, 
And the pale cypress mourn, for Washington. 
[For the Rural New-Yorker.] 
Mf.. Moore: —"Once upon a time,” theTyoung 
men of our vicinity formed n Viltago Lyceum, and 
invited the neighboring farmers to attend tlicir 
meetings, which were held once in two weeks.— 
The exercises of tho evening consisted in an ad¬ 
dress, then a discussion, by four disputants, of a 
question agreed upon at the previous meeting.— 
On one of these occasions, your correspondent was 
requested to come in from his farm and deliver the 
address. If you think the following lines, a moiety 
of that address, will interest any of your readers, 
and not trespass too largely upon your columns, 
they are at your service. Your ob’t. E. o. 
SLTTH AND NAO MI 
BY RICKARD HENRY WILDE. 
wiiuwiuk wiauicr ufju i wru gu, wn<srt3 
thou lodgest f will lodge ; thy people shall be my people, 
and thy God my God; where thou dicst £ will die, a»d there 
also will £ be buried.” 
Nay do not ask—entreat not—no. 
Oh no, I will not leave thy side. 
Whither thou goeat I will go. 
Where thou abidest I’ll abide. 
Through life—in death—my soul to thine 
Shall cleave as fond as first it clave 
Thy home, thy people, shall be mine. 
Thy God, my God, thy grave my grave. 
\ 
THE IHFLUEfflCE OF LIBERTY 
ON RURAL LIFE. 
From India’s balmy clime, the rising morn, 
With light effulgent streaked the beamy East. 
Serene the sky. The azure Heavens no cloud 
With dim suffusion veiled; nor aught appear’d, 
Save, here and there, a lonely planet shed 
Its twinkling beams. And in the distant void, 
With aspect dim, roclined tho moon, full orb’d, 
To light the regions of the watery West. . 
High on tho trombling top of aspen tall, 
J3r on the loftier branch of stately oak, 
The gay plumed red breast sits, and tunes his voice 
To hail the dawn of day. The towering cliff, 
The circling grove, tho cot and arbor join, 
S To swell the echo of his morning song. 
O’er the broad hill, with waving woodlands 
crown’d, 
\ To greet the warbling music of the morn, 
To view the splendor of the rising sun, 
k And mark the scenery of the summer’s day, 
Thoughtful I roved; and woo’d the sylvan Muse 
To chant the beauties of tho glowing scene. 
The countless riches of tho cultured land, 
With flocks, and herds, and crops, and orchards 
crown’d; 
The shaded cottage on tho wide-spread lawn, 
Enrobed by fruits and flowers; tho winding stream 
With rose-enameled banks, and clover’d meads 
In fragrant bloom, adorn the scene, and spread 
The landscape fair. Thrice favor’d land! where Law 
) And Liberty in sweetest concord, hold 
> Their equal rule. Thrice favored land ! where poor 
And humble man, repose and safety finds. 
FORIR UTS AM) SKETCHES OF THE PRESIDENTS.—N©. 2 
John Adams, the second President of tlie 
United States, was a thorough Puritan, be¬ 
ing descended from Henry Adams, who 
fled from Devonshire, on account of relig¬ 
ious persecution, and settled in Massachu¬ 
setts, in 1630, and John Aiden, one of the 
pilgrim fathers of Plymouth, who came over 
in 1620. He was born in the town of 
Braintree (in the portion of it now known 
as Quincey,) on the 30th of Oct., 1/35, and 
just twenty years afterward, graduated at 
Harvard College. He then went to Wor¬ 
cester and entered upon the study of the 
law, and was admitted to the bar in 1758. 
Ho continued the practice of law in bis na¬ 
tive town until 1766, when he removed to 
Boston, and at once assumed a prominent 
rank among members of the bar of that city. 
In 1764, Mr. Adams married Miss Abi¬ 
gail Smith, daughter of Rev. William Smith, 
of Weymouth, and grand-daughter of Col. 
Quincey. He had at this time imbibed the 
principles of Unitarianism, as laid down in 
the sermons of Dr. Bancroft, of Worcester, 
and retained them until his death. In 1765, 
he published an essay on canon and feudal 
law, charging that a conspiracy existed be¬ 
tween Church and State to oppress the 
people. In 1770, he was elected to the 
legislature, where he opposed Governor 
Hutchinson, and also contributed articles 
against him to the newspapers. In 1774, 
he was elected a member of the Massachu¬ 
setts Council, but was refused by Governor 
Gage. The next year he was elected to 
the Continental Congress, and became at 
once the earnest and efficient advocate of 
liberty. In the next Congress, he seconded 
the nomination of General Washington as 
commander-in-chief of the American army, 
and the next year warmly supported the 
memorable Declaration of Independence, 
reported by a committee consisting of him¬ 
self, Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin, 
Roger Sherman, and Robert R. Livingston. 
In the same year, Mr. Adams, Dr. Frank¬ 
lin, and Edward Rutledge, were appointed 
to treat with Lord Howe for the pacification 
of the Colonies. In 1777, Mr. Adams was 
appointed a commissioner to the Court of 
France; but upon his arrival there, finding 
that a treaty of amity and commerce, and 
another of alliance, had been signed, he re¬ 
turned home in the summer of 17 7 9. Soon 
after his arrival, he was chosen a member 
of the Massachusetts State Convention, and 
reported a constitution which was, in most 
of its points, adopted. In the mean time, 
Congress had appointed Mr. Adams minis¬ 
ter plenipotentiary for negotiating peace 
with Great Britain, in obedience to which 
he sailed for Europe, arriving in Paris in 
February, 1780. The next August he vis¬ 
ited Amsterdam, and in 1782 succeeded in 
procuring a loan of 8,000,000 of guilders, 
and also in negotiating a favorable treaty 
with Holland, acknowledging the sovereign¬ 
ty and independence of the United States. 
The year previous he had been associated, 
by Congress, with Franklin, Jay, Laurens, 
and Jefferson, in a commission for conclu¬ 
ding treaties of peace with the various Eu¬ 
ropean powers; and in 1783, with Franklin 
and Jay, for negotiating a treaty of mutual 
reciprocity with Great Britain. On the 3d 
of September, 1783, a final treaty of peace 
and amity with Great Britain was signed by 
John Adams, Benjamin Franklin, and John 
where, owing to tho coldness of the British 
ministry, he was unsuccessful in negotiating 
a commercial treaty, but still rendered im¬ 
portant diplomatic labors, and wrote his cel¬ 
ebrated “ Defence of the American Consti¬ 
tution.” In 1788, he returned to his na¬ 
tive country, after an absence of nearly nine 
years, assiduously and ardently devoted to 
the service of his country. He was, un¬ 
questionably, one of the sincerest patriots 
and greatest diplomatists who ever lived; 
and Congress in granting him, at his own 
request, permission to return from Europe, 
adopted the following resolution: “Resolved, 
That Congress entertain a high sense of the 
services which Mr. Adams has rendered to 
the United States, in the execution of the 
various important trusts which they have, 
from time to time, committed to him; and 
that the thanks of Congress be present¬ 
ed to him for the patriotism, perseverance, 
integrity, and diligence with which he has 
ably and faithfully served his country.” 
Upon his return home, Mr. Adams was, 
in 1789, elected Vice-President of the Uni¬ 
ted States, on the same ticket with Wash¬ 
ington, and re-elected in 1793. He pre¬ 
sided, during this time, in the Senate, with 
great dignity and forbearance, and acquired 
the profound respect of both friends and j 
opponents. Upon the retirement of Wash¬ 
ington, Mr. Adams was elected President, 
and Mr. Jefferson at the same time elected 
Vice-President It is not possible for us to 
go into a discussion of the exciting scenes 
and questions of this period, and to draw 
from them the reasons of the defeat of Mr. 
Adams for a second term, and the election 
of Mr. Jefferson. In 1801, Mr. Adams, 
who Avas prepared for defeat, retired to his 
estate in Quincey, and passed the remain¬ 
der of his life in retirement, and in literary 
and scientific pursuits. The friendship be¬ 
tween him and Mr. Jefferson continued un¬ 
broken, and was kept warm by frequent 
correspondence. When the war with Great 
Britain broke out, in 1812, Mr. Adams de¬ 
clared his approbation of that measure. In 
1816, he was placed at the head of the re¬ 
publican list of presidental electors for Mas¬ 
sachusetts, and in 1820, Avas elected to a 
convention to revise the constitution of his 
native state. In 1820, he lost his beloved 
Avife, and his only daughter had died in 
1813, both being Avomenof great character 
and distinguished attainments, and having- 
died universally lamented. 
In the year 1S25, Mr. Adams saw his 
son elev'ated to the same high office he him¬ 
self had filled; and on the 4th day of July, 
1826, it being the fiftieth anniversary of the 
Declaration of Independence, which he had 
been so greatly instrumental in maintaining, 
the good and faithful patriot peacefully ex¬ 
pired. He was asked only a little while be- 
) The welcome routine of his daily toils, 
Proclaims tho joys and blessings that result 
To rural life, from Liberty and Law. 
In yonder cottage down the winding vale, 
Where industry its various thrift displays, 
■' In rural quiet lives the hardy swain. 
With the first dawning of the opening day, 
He plies his morning task. The shading tree 
He prunes— props the young shoot; the archin; 
bough 
Secures aright; with cooling shower, revives 
The drooping plant; guidos to the mother vine 
j The straying branch, which the luxuriant night 
Shoots from its plat, amid the border-leaves. 
The well dress’d garden amilea beneath his hand, 
And gaily blushes to tire glowing morn. 
In decent order round the rustic board, 
His ruddy household take their homely fare. 
From cherub-child that hangs upon the knee, 
In close gradation up to manhood’s form, 
His children sit around. Delightful scene ! 
By labor nurs’d, hero health and vigor dwell, 
,> And give a zest that monarchs seek in vain. 
His jovial band, strong for their daily toil, 
o’er the ground, 
GOOD SOCIETY. 
It should be the aim of young men to 
go into good society. We do not mean the 
rich, the proud and fashionable, but the so¬ 
ciety of the wise, the intelligent and good. 
Where you find men that know more than 
you do, and from whose conversation one 
can gain information, it is always safe to 
be found. It has broken down many a 
man by associating with the low and vulgar, 
where the ribald song and the indecent sto¬ 
ry were introduced to excite laughter and 
influence the bad passions. Lord Claren¬ 
don has attributed his success and happi¬ 
ness in life, to associating with persons more 
learned and virtuous than himself. If vou 
wish to be respected—if you desire happi¬ 
ness and not misery, Ave advise you to asso¬ 
ciate with the intelligent and good. Strive 
for mental excellence and strict integrity, 
and you never will be found in the sinks of 
pollution, and on the benches of retailers 
and gamblers, Once habituate yourself to 
a virtuous course—once secure a love of 
good society, and no punishment would be 
greater than by accident to be obliged for 
a half a day to associate with the low and 
vulgar. 
Now hasten to the mead, and 
With bended scythe the heavy herbage spread. 
Some on the stubbled field, through mid-day’s sun, 
Bind the rich grain and pitch the golden sheaves; 
While o’er the furrowed plain, the honest hind 
With steady step, and slow, the plow pursues: 
Bright hope of gain in every turning sod, 
In every echo from the bleating hills, 
Cheers up his mind to haste his plodding pace. 
With careless air, and whistling at his toil, 
The slender youth, drives o'er the plain, full slow, 
His cumbrous load. While round the sloping hill, 
Borne on the evening breeze, is hoard the laugh 
) Of gleeful swains, applauding him who bears 
The joyous palm, from rival reapers won. 
^ With plenty crown’d, the master of his fields, 
Though small, yet well supplying smaller wants, 
) Thus lives the rural swain; happier far, 
) Than Lords and Nobles of despotic courts. 
) Let India's princes in their rich attire, 
, And Persian monarchs on their golden thrones, 
( With pride elate, glow at the guilty sight 
' Of large seraglios; bright in all the bloom 
A subject realm affords ! Let Europe’s sons 
Licentious, rove in all the liberty 
Of wild desire ! Through tempting gold seduced, 
From the poor parent buy the cherub maid; 
' Roll dissipation’s round, and call it bliss ! 
^ ’ Tis hollow, heartless, vain!—and worse than vain! 
> No kind endearment there by nature’s given, 
No heart-felt love—no friendship bland and true. 
Yon rural cot far nobler scenes displays. 
) Affections pure, refined and social love, 
And conscious worth, around its tenants weave 
The wreath of sweet content. The endearing 
smile, 
i ' 
’ The sigh deep felt within the bosom fair, 
The tender look of confidence, are his;— 
; The mutual wish—the mutual sense of pain—i 
! These fill his soul with ever new delight— 
These, tender youth to early wedlock charm, 
Whence flow the highest sweets of social bliss. 
• In morn of life, the youthful parent sees 
^ His rising hope surround, in gayest bloom. 
For them he lives; for them plies every art, 
1 And speaks the parent in his ceaseless care. 
; By this incentive spur’d and genial laws, 
Tho joyous swain revolves his varied round. 
) For him the seasons open all their pride; 
His, are the charms their richest treasures bring. 
Fair is the picture! These the rapturous scenes, 
' That virtuous Freedom gives tho rural swain. 
S Nor Orient pearls, nor gems, nor glittering gold, 
} E’er yield such bliss, as Liberty to man. 
) ’ Tis Liberty that gives the fading flower 
Of fleeting life, its lustre and perfume. 
' How dire the thought, to loose this priceless boon! 
Thh Colors avhich Become You. —For 
fair-haired or dark-haired ladies, those col¬ 
ors Avhich produce the greatest contrast are 
best. Yellow and orange, tinted by red, 
are becoming the ladies with black hair.— 
Rose color should never be put on in actual 
contrast with rosy complexion, because the 
latter loses by the comparison; it should be 
separated with white lace, blonde, or if a 
cap or bonnet, by locks of hair. Pale green 
is exceedingly becoming ; it makes them 
appear rosy, but is unfavorable to ruddy 
faces, for it makes them too red. Violet 
should never be used for fair complexions, 
except for a very deep tint for contrast. A 
violet dress will make a fair complexion look 
green, and a yellow one orange, which is 
bad for all complexions. Dead white, such 
as calico, is good for fair complexions, but 
bad for the contrary, for which the white 
muslin, or tulle, in folds or en niche, is more 
advantageous. 
Passion Flower complains of her ex¬ 
treme sensitiveness. “ I have no command 
whatever,” she says, “ over my tears. When 
at the theatre, or a concert, I am thoroughly 
ashamed of myself, especially if there are 
any young gentlemen of our party. If I 
hear a pretty song, or read a pathetic tale, 
it makes me cry like a child. When I see 
a beautiful picture, the effect is the same; 
and if I am called upon to sing a pretty or 
melancholy song, I am obliged to cease be¬ 
fore I have half finished. What seems to 
me so very strange is, that I have what peo¬ 
ple generally call a remarkable flow of 
spirits; no one could enjoy a good romp 
more than I do; dnd I have scarcely been 
ill a week in all my life.” > 
There is no occasion to be ashamed of 
sensitiveness; but it is the fault of the pres¬ 
ent age to affect a sort of insensibility or 
superiority to the very finest feelings of hu¬ 
manity. It is a profane age. Men and 
women are a shamed of devotion, ashamed 
of AVonBwtsurprise, astonishment, excite¬ 
ment, oSS^p feeling. They pride them¬ 
selves even in ennui, as if it showed their 
superiority to the Avorld around them, that 
they had already used up all the passional 
treasure of humanity, and become stale and 
unimpressible from excess of experience.— 
Weep on, fair floAver! no one of Avorth will 
despise you for being possessed of a heart. 
All affectation and display proceed from 
the supposition of possessing something bet¬ 
ter than the rest of the world possesses. 
If women knew their power and wished 
to exert it, they would always show sweet¬ 
ness of temper, for then they are irresistable. 
Nothing can be more foolish than an 
idea which parents have that it is not res¬ 
pectable to set their children to work. 
When learning ceases to be uncommon 
among women, learned women will cease to 
be affected. 
Success is the child of cheerfulness and 
courage. 
In 1785, Mr. Adams was appointed Con¬ 
gress minister at the Court of St James, 
