MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY JOURNAL. 
And turning towards Antoine— 
“ Well, what now’! what do you want?” 
said he, in a brutal tone. 
“ Excuse me, Admiral,” said he, retiring, 
and awkwardly bowing and scraping his 
foot, “ I will return at a later moment.” 
“ No, speak, seeing you have got here,” 
said M. Rabau. “You are from the notary 
ofYalogues?” 
“Yes, Admiral.” 
“ And you bring me a letttft 1 ?” 
“ Here it is.” 
The old sailor seized it with eagerness. 
“Pardieu! I am anxious to know if he 
has concluded that affair of the little woods,” 
he grumbled—“ I shan’t be ea&y until the 
bill of sale is signed.” 
He opened the letter, which he ran thro’ 
rapidly. 
“How is this; nothing ?” said he, on reach¬ 
ing the signature. 
“ The rascal! he has forgotten all about 
it:—these notaries are all alike—didn’t he 
give you any message ?” 
“ No, Admiral.” 
“ Have you no other letter?” 
“ It is that, then, that covered you with 
ice and snow ?” replied M. Rabau, in a 
milder tone; “ and why did you want to 
risk breaking your neck for that dog ?” 
“Because he was suffering, Monsieur 
Admiral,” said Antoine. 
“ And what are you going to do with it 
now ?” 
“ I know its mistress.” 
“ Ah, I see; you expect to be rewarded.” 
“Excuse me, Monsieur Admiral—she is 
a poor woman; but I shall be none the less 
rewarded for my trouble.” 
WHY ART THOU. DEJECTED * 
DOCTOR AMESBURY. 
“Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt: 
Nothing’s so hard, but search will find it out.’ 
BY HEKRY R. JACKSON. 
If the morn of life with sorrow 
Gloom and tempest be o’ercast. 
Whence shall age its sunlight borrow 
From the future or the past 1 
Life’s Sahara, to the rover, 
Day By day becomes more drear; 
Sun andsimoom burning over, 
Leave not an oasis near. 
Then how hapless should’st thou, thirsting, 
Seek some fount once bubbling high; 
Feel thy bosom parched and bursting, 
Find_its cooling waters dry. 
Dig then in thy spirit ever, 
Like the Arab in the waste. 
Wells that shall deceive thee never. 
Ever freshening to the taste! 
From life’s dusty struggle think not 
They are wisest who turn back; 
Shrink, oh! from the contest shrink not— 
Onward, onward lies thy track ! 
Not the sleeper, not the sigher 
Fills his destiny on earth; 
Let thy aim be nobler, higher, 
If for suffering, yet for worth! 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
enigma. 
“ W el], then, I’ll tell you. One day I 
| met the Doctor over at Simpkin’s store, buy¬ 
ing groceries. It was awful cold. I felt a 
little hoarse, and my tongue was somewhat 
furry; so says I, 
“ ‘My bead feels a little acheish like; what 
do you think I’d better do ?’ 
“ Says lie, ‘friend S., the best tiling you 
can do, is to go straight liome and soak your 
feet and take a sweat, cause if you don’t 
you might have a fever.’ 
“ Says I, * doctor, I was just thinl 
sweat would do me good, and now I 
I’ll do it.’ 
My 31, 9, 29, 6, 20, 30 was a celebrated sailor. 
My 3, 19, 32, 23, 9, 6 was a place famed for its 
roses. 
My 17, 22, 14, 27, 6, 19, 14, 1, 2S, 18 was a cele 
brated Quaker. 
My 24, 27,1, 1, 19, 21, 6 was a heathen God. 
My 34, 27, 14, 22 is a useful article, an animal sub¬ 
stance, and a measure. 
My 2/, 6, 24, 23, 18, 26, 32, 18 is a mineral. 
My 12, 27, 7, 2, 30 is a badge of authority. 
My 15, 10, 27, 22, is a kind of wood. 
My 2, 11, 5, 26, 8 is an amphibious animal. 
The Admiral regarded him attentively. 
“ Ah, all! that’s your reason,” said he, 
in a softened voice; “ what’s your name ?” 
“Antoine Mery.” 
“In truth, the very name I saw in the 
letter of M. Rovere; and you wished to have 
the farm of the Little Apple Orchard?” 
“ It was the highest of my ambition,” 
said Antoine, with a sigh; “ there I could 
have raised my three children.” 
“You have three children? What a 
misfortune.” 
“A misfortune!” said the astonished peas¬ 
ant; “excuse me, Admiral, they are all in 
good health.” 
“ Granted—but you have to feed them ?” 
“ Certainly, arid that’s an encouragement 
to work; if I could only get a farm, they 
should want for nothing; "but as Monsieur 
Admiral said a few moments since, it re- j 
quires something more than strong arms for 
that:” 
“ It seems to me, though, that is the prin¬ 
cipal thing,” replied M. Rabau. 
“ What! when you can give no other se- 
guess 
^ “ So, home I went, and drank a bowlful 
of tansey tea, and if I didn’t sweat like a 
beaver, it’s no matter. The next morning 
my head was as clear as a bell, and I was 
well again. 
“Well, a day or two afterwards I met 
the doctor, and says he, 
“ ‘ Neighbor S., I have a small bill against 
you.’ 
“ I looked at him, and says I, «A bill,’ 
and says be, 
“ ‘ \ es, a bill for advice you know, at 
Simpkin’s store the other day.’ 
“What do you think he charged me? 
why one dollar for telling me to go home 
and take a sweat. 
“‘Well, doctor,’ says I (because I would 
not appear small, you know,) ‘its all right, 
and I’ll bear it in mind.’ 
“Well, a few days after, the doctor was 
passing by my door iritis chaise, and some¬ 
how or other, one of the wheels got a lit¬ 
tle loose; so says I, ‘ doctor, if you don’t 
drive that linch pin in an inch, the wheel 
might come off’ 
" Says he, ‘ I thank you,’ and he drove 
in the pin. Well, I went into the house 
and just made a charge of it When I met 
him again I presented him the bill. 
“ ‘Halloa! what on earth is that ?’ said he. 
“ ‘ Why, that’s for advice.’ 
“‘Advice for what?’ says he. 
“ ‘ Why, for driving in your wheel pin; 
and I have just charged you ten shillings.’ 
“‘Well,’ says he, ‘the difference be¬ 
tween your bill and mine is just twenty-five 
cents.’ 
“ ‘ That’s all you owe me,’ says I. 
“ ‘Well, I’ll bear it in mind,’ says he. 
“ But the doctor is as tight as a candle 
mould, and I guess he’s able to bear it in 
“ None.” 
“ And I put no faith in him,” said be 
“ I should have attended to the business my¬ 
self. I will do it—y( 
see the baron myself. 
Louis.” 
There is a little simple truth— 
Dispute it, ye who can— 
’Tis not old age, or lively youth, 
But kind that makes the mar.. 
This is a happy truth to view, 
The happiest of the clan 
Of those which to us are not new, 
’Tis mind that makes the man. 
Order my carriage. 
The servant left the apartment, 
and the Admiral paced the room with hur¬ 
ried steps, and continued his complaints 
against the notary. 
The embarrassment of Antoine Mery be¬ 
came extreme. He twirled bis hat, and did 
not know whether to retire or remain, when 
the eyes of M. Rabau lighted on him. 
“Eh, well! and this one too!” said the 
old sailor, “ where does he come from to 
thaw thus ?” 
The peasant looked at his feet and per- 
I ceived with astonishment, that the snow 
which had stuck to him when descending to 
the rescue of Brisquet, was melting in the 
warm atmosphere of the room, and had 
formed a pool of water on the magnificent 
carpet which Covered the floor. He longed 
to be away—but the mischief was done. 
“ May the fire burn you!” cried the Ad¬ 
miral. “ What did you come here for ? 
what do you want ?” 
“ I beg pardon, Admiral,” said the dis¬ 
concerted Antoine. “I came—I wish_ 
that is—I would speak to you about the 
safety of t3ie 
Clara. 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA, 
I am composed of 23 letters. 
My 2, 16, 14, 7, 19, 20, 15 is a lake in N. America, 
-My 1<, 4, 21, 4, 10, 7 is a county in New York. 
My 9, 15, 16, 22 is a range of mountains in Africa. 
My I'L 14, 21, 7, 10 is a river in Virginia. 
My 3, 15, 10, 2, 14, 19, 7 is an island in the Ara¬ 
bian Sea. 
My 16, 7, 18, 11, 4, 5 is a city in Italy. 
My 13, 8, 7, 21, 9, 11,12, 16 is a county in Georgia. 
My 11, 7, 23, 23, 7 is a city in Thibet. 
My whole is the name of an agent for the New- 
Yorkcr and his place of residence. w. r, c. 
ILF Answer next week. 
A LETTER OF RECOMMENDATION. 
A TALE OF FRANCE 
A deep snow covered the ground, the 
wind whistled through the bare and leaf¬ 
less trees, and even at mid-day the country 
looked gloomy and desolate. 
A lone foot traveler was journeying on the 
highroad between Yalogues and Brienbec. 
He was a young peasant, whose open and 
frank countenance pleased at the first glance. 
The Sunday suit which he wore gave evi¬ 
dence that he was not out for labor, but for 
some visit to the neighborhood. 
Antoine Mery was in fact, going to the 
chateau of M. de Rabau, one of whose farms 
was about becoming vacant, and which An¬ 
toine was 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
CHARADE. 
I am a word of letters three 
The*second first and last of me, 
Denote that I exist or be. 
Without me wisdom ne’er w-as gained, 
And seldom wealth or power attained, 
Or cities reared, or lofty dome,— 
Yet some without me blindly roam. 
The sportsman “ takes” me in the field, 
The soldier when his sword he wields, 
And many men I lead to fame. 
Now guessing reader, what’s my name. 
Claymount Farm, Jan. 1851. 
[Cr Answer next week. 
desirous of leasing. But the ap¬ 
plicants were so numerous that he had no 
hope of succeeding without the kind rep¬ 
resentations of Master Rovere, the notary of 
Valogues, who had given him a letter to the 
proprietor. 
Through this recommendation, Antoine 
was deserving of consideration; for, if his j 
capital was but small, the want of it was I 
well supplied by zeal, intelligence and pro- j 
PHONOGRAPHIC PUZZLE. 
He redit arybond 
Smenk nowyen ot, 
Whow ould bef reem 
Ust bo ilth emsel 
Vest he irpot 
CP Answer next week. 
Carlyle. 
wnai sue cieems tne inevitable consequences 
of the important contemplated improvement 
in the varieties of poultry. She thinks if 
the new style of eggs prevail, it will be 
death to the cook books. All the concen¬ 
trated wisdom of house-wives, from Mrs. 
Eve to Miss Leslie, inclusive, must be lost; 
for eggs in cookery are like an established 
currency in business, the old value banished, 
a new one must be learned. 
As for Thanksgiving and Christmas, as a 
nation we have made the quantity of turkey 
and chicken pie devoured, the test of our 
grateful emotions—clean turkey bones be¬ 
ing the quicksilver in the thermometer of 
our gratitude. If the turkeys are bigger it 
becomes a serious question. Have we got 
to eat more ? and are we to see no longer 
PROBLEM. 
“ Why, Admiral ?” 
“ And that I won’t thus take the first 
that comes along, without knowing any 
thing of his capacity or reputation.” 
“ Oh, it was on that account that M. Ro¬ 
vere gave me this letter of recommendation,” 
said Antoine. 
“ Oh, yes, to he sure, a letter of recom¬ 
mendation ! why that is easily obtained as a 
passport,” grumbled the Admiral. 
“ Oh, M. Rovere is very particular about 
such things,” said Antoine. 
“Yes, because he had recommended you,” 
said the Admiral. 
The peasant blushed. 
“ The Admiral has not read the letter,” 
said he. 
“ Mon Dieu. I know beforehand what 
A person has an income. He gives 5 per cent. 
- the poor. 2b per cent, of the remainder to his 
lations—and has $ 1140 left. What is his income? 
(CP Answer next week- 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &C., IN NO. 56. 
Answer to Geographical Enigma.—S heldrake. 
Seneca County, N. Y. 
Answer to Historical Enigma.—F ranklin Mil¬ 
ler, Lodi, Seneca County, N. Y. ^ 
Answer to Grammatical Enigma.— Content, 
ment. 
as it was her sole companion. To be satis¬ 
fied that he was right, he called “Brisquet;” 
the little animal wagged Iris tail and re¬ 
doubled his cries. Antoine no longer 
doubted, and looking around him he saw a 
sort of tortuous pathway by which a descent 
could be made to the bottom of the ravine, 
and he then hazarded an attempt, not with¬ 
out some risk, as the pathway was precipi¬ 
tous and the frost had made it slippery.— 
Three or four times his footing gave way, 
and he rolled into the snow; but at Ieno-th 
he arrived near Brisquet, who had no doubt 
fallen into the ravine, as two of his feet were 
wounded, and he was almost numbed with 
the cold. 
Antoine took him in one arm, re-ascend¬ 
ed by the aid of the other, and continued 
his route to the chateau of Rabau. 
This gentleman, who had been many 
years in the navy, where he reached the 
rank of Vice Admiral, had resided in the 
country but a few months, notwithstanding 
which he was already notorious for his irru 
table and crabbed disposition. His benevo¬ 
lence even, was enveloped with so much 
roughness that he became at last quite un¬ 
approachable, and the better qualities of his 
heart became, so to say’-, annihilated by the 
faults Gf his character. 
Antoine, who knew him by reputation, 
took care to leave Brisquet in an attic cham¬ 
ber, and to have himself announced as com- j 
ing from Master Rovere. The servant, after ] 
a long absence, returned, opened the admi¬ 
ral’s door, and made a sign to the peasant! 1 
to enter. But Antoine stopped at the ; 
threshold on hearing the voice of Rabau, ’ 
complaining of being interrupted. ’ ^ 
“May the fire bum him!” said the old i 
sailor. “ One cannot breakfast in peace.” c 
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“ of course he says you are young ?” 
“ Just so.” 
“ Well, then, I prefer an old farmer, one 
who has had experience. He adds that you 
are poor ?” 
“It is true.” 
“ I had rather have a rich, lazy r rogue, 
who could give me good security. The rent 
is always safer when secured on goods than 
. on conscience.” 
“Eh, Monsieur Admiral, have you found 
a rich farmer who wants it?” said Antoine, 
with anxiety. 
“Yes,” said the sailor, “old Paturot has 
made offers for it—I shall accept them.” 
Mery said nothing, notwithstanding his 
cruel disappointment; he was not the man 
to persist after such a declaration; he ex¬ 
pressed his regret in a few words, opened 
the parlor door and walked into the ante¬ 
chamber. 
He was on the point of leaving, when a 
plaintive moaning met his ear. He return- 
do of mutton—a breast of duck as we do a 
beef stake—and to roast a pigeon as we now 
do a pig ? 
One thing more and we have done— 
The committee “flatter themselves that they 
have begun this new era in poultry life.” 
They point to their Shanghais and Dork¬ 
ings, and bid us not despise the day of 
small things! In the name of all the cooks 
in Christendom, we implore them to set 
bounds, over which their ambition shall not 
leap, and fix limits beyond which they 
pledge themselves not to pass. When tur¬ 
keys are as big as elephants, eggs the size 
of pumpkins, and children are in danger of 
being run over by a loose ben, then we en¬ 
treat them to pause and consider whether 
it be not enougli! 
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