MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YOR KER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY JOURNAL. 
THE OLD OAK TREE. 
Give me .1 home—O! a home for me. 
Where the lofty boughs of the Old Oak T ree 
Are swung by the winds in the deep wild-wood. 
Where he dwells in iiis sombre solitude; 
His is the strength that defies the storm. 
Where it dances round the stately form, 
’Tisthen lhat he laughs like a king in ins glee. 
For a daring chief is 'he Old Oak Tree. 
Long years have fled since I first knew 
The forest spot where the Old Oak grew; 
Long years are flown—yet memory still 
Commands the mind at her own good will; 
She leads mine back to a happier time. 
To fairer scenes and a sweeter clime. 
When I wander’d alone in childhood free. 
And sought me a nook by the Old Oak Tree. 
A nook in the forest—a sweet retreat 
From the tumult of men in the noisy street, 
From the city’s trade—the hum of the crowd, 
As they wended forth with their voices loud; 
’Tv as dear methinks, for there was heard 
The warbling notes of many a bird; 
They came from the glens, o’er the hill and the lea, 
A tribute to pay to the Old Oak Tree. 
Give me a home—O! a home for me, 
Where the branches green of the Old Oak Tree 
Will cheer my life ns it glides along. 
With a rustling sigh and an inmate’s song; 
I ask no more from the world’s dark frown, 
As my days on the stream are wafted down, 
Than a peaceful home, tho’ humble it be, 
By the swinging boughs of the Old Oak Tree. 
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THE GENTEEL NEIGHBORS. 
BY MRS. E. C. LOVERING. 
“ Have you seen our now neighbors ?” 
asked Georgian;! Fay, as the family was 
one morning gathered around the breakfast 
table. 
“ 1 have not,” replied her father, “ who 
are they ?” 
“ The TiTindalls,” replied Georgiana.— 
“ The Wardens know them; and Jane says 
they are very genteel people. Their furni¬ 
ture is really splendid. I think they will 
be quite an acquisition to our society.” 
“ If they are not too genteel,” said Mr. 
Fay, dryly. 
The beautiful Georgiana bit her lip. 
“ Why are you such an enemy to gentil¬ 
ity ?” she asked. 
“That I am not!” answered the mer¬ 
chant. “ I am as much an admirer of po¬ 
liteness and elegance, as you — my proud 
child!” 
“ But you said, ‘ if the Trundalls are not 
too genteel.’ ” 
“ I mean, if they happen to belong to 
that class of people who live entirely for 
the sake of appearances—who are, in fact, 
no better than their neighbors, aside from 
the trappings with which they cover their 
vulgarity—if they are all show and no sub¬ 
stance—all outward politeness, and no heart 
— in short, if they are loo genteel, I am sure 
I shall not like them.” 
“ 0, I am sure, they are not such peo¬ 
ple as you describe,” said Georgiana.— 
“Mrs. Trundall gave twenty dollars last 
week to the * Society of Charitable La¬ 
dies.’ She appears to he a very benevo¬ 
lent woman.” * 
“ The * Society of Charitable Ladies ’ 
happens to be very fashionable,” dryly ob¬ 
served Mr. Fay. “ Mrs. Jubilee subscribed 
fifty dollars, a few days since; and she 
is the most selfish woman of the world I 
know.” 
“ You are so apt to condemn people who 
are genteel,” murmured Georgiana. 
“I do so to counteract a sad tendency 
on the part of my daughter to follow every 
new fashion, and to run after those people 
who keep up genteel appearances,” said 
Mr. Fay. 
Georgiana cast an appealing look at her 
mother. 
“I think you are both prejudiced,” said 
Mrs. Fay, smiling; “one in favor of, and 
the other against gentility. For my part, 
I think it best to wait, and see who these 
people are before we either court or con¬ 
demn them.” 
A few evenings after this conversation 
took place, Georgiana entered the parlor, 
and gave an enthusiastic description of 
Mrs. Theodore Trundall, her genteel neigh¬ 
bor, whom she had met that afternoon for 
the first time. 
“ I am glad the Trundalls have come 
into our street,” she exclaimed. “ Their 
elegant establishment is a credit to our 
neighborhood; and Mrs. Trundall is the 
most genteel lady I have seen. I under¬ 
stand she is of an Plnglish family of quali¬ 
ty ; and Mr. Trundall is one of the weal¬ 
thy firm of J. Smith & Co., wine import¬ 
ers.” 
“ 01” said Mr. Fay, “ that is a respecta¬ 
ble firm. But I never heard of Mr. Trun¬ 
dall.” 
“ They are very genteel people,” exclaim¬ 
ed Georgiana. “ Mrs. Trundall wears real 
diamonds, and they keep their carriage.— 
You should have seen Mrs. Trundall as she 
rode out this afternoon! I do not often 
envy people; but really, when I saw her 
get into her superb carriage ”— 
“ Come! come!” cried Mr. Fay, “ enough 
of this! Next thing you will be teasing 
me for diamonds and as fine a carriage as 
our new neighbors!” 
“ I would tease you if I knew it would 
do any good. It is really a shame, dear 
father that we cannot appear as well as 
some of our neighbors.” 
“ It is no shame at all. If I could af¬ 
ford a twelve hundred dollar carriage, I 
would have one. But, although I cannot, 
1 neither blame nor envy those who can af¬ 
ford such.extravagance, and have them.— 
So do not talk about our neighbors, and 
make comparisons.” 
Georgiana thought her father very un¬ 
reasonable, but as she could not prevail on 
her mother to take her part, she wisely 
dropped the subject. 
On the following day, Miss Georgiana 
did herself the honor of calling on her 
new neighbor. Delighted with her recep¬ 
tion, she returned home more enthusiastic 
than ever, in favor of the genteel Mrs. 
Trundall. 
“ She is a magnificent woman! Already 
she is becoming the most fashionable lady 
in our society. The Smalleys, the How¬ 
ards, the Wings and the Robinsons all call 
on her; and that’s enough to stamp any 
body with gentility. 0, such a sofa as 
they have got, Father! We must have one 
like it! 1 do not think it cost over two 
hundred dollars, either.” 
“ I think you will have to be satisfied 
with our old sofa unlil I can afford to pay 
two hundred dollars for a new one.” 
Afford ? I am sure you can afford it, 
as well as Mr. Trundall. What is money 
good for, but use? That is what Mrs. 
Trundall said to-day. She has everything 
she wants, and if mother were only a little 
like her—” 
“ I could never urge your father to live 
beyond his means,” interrupted Mrs. Fay. 
“ 1 do not believe in imitating the extrava¬ 
gances of oth<5r people, more than he does.” 
“You cannot call that extravagant which 
people can afford,” answered Georgiana.— 
“For my part, I think, we could afford 
a new piano. After seeing Mrs. Trundall’s 
I am really ashamed of ours —it is so very 
common-place!” 
“ You used to think it very beautiful,” 
said Mr. Fay. 
“ To be sure, I did, when it was in fash¬ 
ion. But if you should see Mrs. Trundall’s 
—there’s no use in talking, however! I 
suppose I shall have to put up with the old 
piano, and a good many other things, which 
are no better than they should be.” 
“ When is Mrs. Trundall going to favor 
us with a call?” asked Mr. Fay. 
“ I am almost ashamed to have her come 
at all;” replied Georgiana, “after seeing 
her magnificent furniture, I dread to have 
her get a glance at ours. By the side of 
her splendid tapestry carpet, this looks ac¬ 
tually poverty-stricken.” 
“Fudge?” cried Mr. Fay. “ You are 
actually growing silly!” 
Georgiana colored with indignation, to 
think her father was so unreasonable; but 
at the same time, she perhaps thought she 
had said a little too much, and Mrs. Trun¬ 
dall’s name was not mentioued again that 
evening. 
Two or three days after, Georgiana was 
thrown into a great state of excitement, by 
a visit from her fashionable neighbor. Mrs. 
Trundall actually condescended to favor the 
Fays with a call. Unfortunately for Mrs. 
Fay, she was absent; and she had not the 
supreme felicity of meeting that fashiona¬ 
ble lady. Georgiana, however, was not 
very sorry; for she could not divest her¬ 
self of the idea that Mrs. Trundall’s air of 
patronage w r ould be displeasing to her moth¬ 
er, while she herself could excuse it, sup¬ 
posing such manoeuvres natural to great la¬ 
dies of fashion. 
Shortly after this memorable event in 
Georgiaiia’s life, Mrs. Trundall gave a par¬ 
ty to half the people in the neighborhood, 
and great offence to the other half. Mrs. 
Trundall having learned something of the 
new society into which she had moved, had 
scrupulously avoided sending invitations to 
any people who were not decidedly genteel. 
The Morgans were overlooked, although 
they were generally allowed to be the most 
benevolentand estimable family in the neigh¬ 
borhood ; hut Morgan was not rich, and his 
daughter had no faculty for keeping up 
appearances, at the expense of home com¬ 
forts and domestic peace. The Baldwins, 
however, were invited —although Mr. Bald¬ 
win had failed three times within as many 
years; and now lived in a magnificent estab¬ 
lishment, which belonged, nominally, to his 
brother, and a host of creditors coveted 
with great rage and indignation. In near¬ 
ly every case, Mrs. Trundall appeared to 
have a remarkable penchant for the genteel 
and a great contempt for the respectable; 
and it was afterwards remarked by some 
envious wag, that the party was made up 
of the worst people, and the best dressed 
in town. 
Great was Georgiana Fays trepidation 
when she saw the scented favors, which en¬ 
titled those who received them, to places in 
Mrs. Trundalls’s genteel assembly, dropping 
like heavenly gems among the select fash¬ 
ionables of the neighborhood; and fearful 
was her anxiety to know if she was to be 
invited. For six hours Georgiana was 
wretched. She felt that to be overlooked 
by Mrs. Trundall, vould be her ruin; while 
an invitation to her select party, would place 
.her indisputably in the ranks of the most 
genteel. At length the billet came! No 
love epistle overflowing with the sweets of 
the tender passion, was ever received with 
such thankfulness and joy; although Geor¬ 
giana could not help thinking that the 
Trundals had taken a great while to consid¬ 
er the propriety of inviting her, and she 
owed her good fortune to mere chance. 
Georgiana saw a great many things to 
displease her, at the party, and which she 
would have condemned openly, in any 
house, excepting Mrs. Trundall’s. Since 
they were tolerated by that lady, however. 
Georgiana felt bound to admire them, and 
to give them credit for points of beauty and 
originality which it is possible they did not 
possess. 
Georgiana annoyed her excellent parents 
unspeakably, by her endless eulogies on the 
splendid entertainment given by that gen¬ 
teel neighbor. When her mother found 
fault with certain things she described, .hen 
would she exclaim — 
“ Oh, I do not doubt but it may seem 
odd to you —but it is certainly genteel.— 
Mrs. Trundall is no mean pretender to fash¬ 
ion, I assure you. She knows what is fit 
and proper, better than we do.” 
Accordingly Georgiana imitated Mrs. 
Trundall’s manners and dress, and tried to 
appear as genteel as their genteel neighbor. 
She likewise wished to give a party some¬ 
thing like Mrs. Trundall’s—but before this 
was accomplished a little incident occurred 
which we must mention. 
Mrs. Fay had not had the good fortune 
to meet Mrs. Trundall, during all the time 
Georgiana was so much taken up with her 
line qualities. The second time Mrs. Trun¬ 
dall called, Mrs. Fay was out, as before; 
but while that lady was waiting in the par¬ 
lor for Georgiana to come down, Mrs. Fay 
returned. The latter, little suspecting what 
person of distinction was in her house, en¬ 
tered the parlor abruptly, and stopped short 
on seeing a stranger. 
Mrs. Trundall was young, good looking, 
and elegantly dressed; and it was perhaps 
in consequence of her genteel apparance, 
that Mrs. Fay regarded her so closely.— 
However, it was not a look of admiration 
Mrs. Fay bestowed upon the visitor, but 
rather a look of astonishment and doubt 
Instead, therefore, of smiling complacently 
when Mrs. Fay inclined her head, Mrs. 
Trundall turned pale and appeared embar¬ 
rassed. A moment afier her face became 
crimson, when Mrs. Fay exclaimed— 
“ Why, Janet Wilkins! is it you?” 
Janet Wilkins — or Mrs. Trundall—or 
whoever the visitor was, stammered with 
great agitation— 
“ You take me for — for the wrong person! 
I am Mrs. Trundall!” 
“Mrs. Trundall! our near neighbor! I 
am happy to see you,” said Mrs. Fay, cor¬ 
dially. “ But now I hear you speak I 
should recognize you, if not before. Why, 
I never heard you were married! But 
now I recollect that a Mr. Trundall was 
paying attention to you when you worked 
for us. 1 am glad to know you have made 
out so well. Really Janet, or Mrs. Trundall, 
you should have called to see me before.” 
The excellent Mrs. Fay, who, in the sim¬ 
plicity and kindness of her heart, had no 
suspicion of that false pride which causes 
parvenues to be ashamed of any humble 
but respectable capacity they may formerly 
have filled —was astonished to see the per¬ 
turbation into which Mrs. Trundall was 
thrown by her words. 
“ I beg you not to insult me by—by re¬ 
verting to my former—misfortunes!” stam¬ 
mered Mrs. Trundall, confused and angry. 
“ I confess I was once a—a—a dependant.” 
“ A domestic of mine—and what harm ?” 
said Mrs. Fay bluntly. “ I always had a 
respect for you, and I believe treated you 
well; at least, I tried to; for in my opinion, 
honesty is respectability, and people who 
labor fijr a livelihood, are much more esti¬ 
mable than those who live by cheating, 
and pretend to riches which they do not 
possess. 
Although this last remark was intended 
to soothe Mrs. Trundall’s feelings, it offend¬ 
ed her mortally. She arose magnificently, 
and swept out of the room. Before Mrs. 
Fay could stop her, she had passed the hall 
door, and entered her carriage. 
At that moment, Georgiana came down 
in a great flutter—having hurriedly made 
fitting preparations to see so distinguished 
a person as Mrs. Trundall. 
“ Where is she ?” she asked. 
“ Gone.” 
“ Gone!” 
“ She left this moment.” 
Georgiana lifted up her hands in despair. 
“ Oh 1 what can have happened ?” she 
exclaimed. “I would not offend Mrs. Trun¬ 
dall for the world ?” 
“You think she is a criterion of gentili¬ 
ty ?” said Mrs. Fay, smiling. 
“ Indeed I do! I know no one like her. 
She is no mean pretender.” 
“ Hear me a moment, my child. I know 
what Mrs. Trundall is. I grant that she is a 
remarkably shrewd, ambitious, energetic 
woman; but she has not yet learned what 
is true gentility!” 
“ She has not!” 
“ Hear me, child. You remember hear¬ 
ing me speak of Janet Wilkins?” 
“A domestic you had, six years ago, when 
I was away at school ?” 
“ Yes.” 
“ What of her?” 
“ Why, she and your genteel Mrs. Trun¬ 
dall are—” 
“Sisters?” cried Georgiana, trembling. 
“ Not sisters,” replied her mother, “ but 
one and the same person.” 
It is impossible to describe Georgiana’s 
consternation. Had any but her mother, 
told her the strange story, she would not 
have believed it. But now she could ac¬ 
count for all those peculiarities in Mrs. 
Trundall’s manners, which hitherto she had 
regarded as evidences of originality, and a 
knowledge of the world, hut which now ap¬ 
peared to her glaringly vulgar. 
As the reader can draw his own conclu¬ 
sions concerning the character of Mrs. Trun¬ 
dall, and understand the moral lesson such 
people teach us, we shall not trouble him 
with the conversation which passed between 
the disconcerted, humble Georgiana, and 
her sensible mother, on the subject. — 
Enough to say, that Georgina never after¬ 
wards fell into the vulgar error of aping the 
manners of the pretended genteel. 
Without any assistance from Mrs. Fay, 
who was too high-minded to expose the 
Trundalls to her neighbors, these genteel 
people sank in the scale of society about as 
rapidly as they had risen. It was ascer¬ 
tained that Trundall was only a clerk in the 
employ of J. Smith & Co., and that he was 
living beyond his means as fast as a man 
can easily do. To keep up appearances, 
Mr. Trundall paid himself from the desk of 
his employers, and incurred debts, but it 
was not long before his dishonesty, and his 
wife’s vulgarity, were exposed. They dis¬ 
appeared, and no traces were left behind, 
of the Genteel Neighbors. 
[Flag of Our Union. 
ONE OF THE CONUNDRUMS. 
Said Old Roger—(it is queer what odd 
conceits will get into his head, at his age, 
too, when he ought to be setting a better 
example for us young people)—said he — 
(this was said to the boarders after they 
had been holding at supper a very learned 
and critical conversation on Art-Unions and 
their tendency)—said he—(you could hard¬ 
ly tell whether he was funning or not, he 
was so very grave in his tone)—said he— 
(the boarders were all looking at him, and 
Miss Seraphina at the piano ceased piay- 
ing)—said he—“ Why are certain places of 
amusement in Spain like the American Art 
Union ?” Here was a stunner, a sockdola¬ 
ger, a canister shot, a side-winder, a clinch¬ 
er, a confounder. Why was it? Not a 
soul of ’em could tell, though they bit their 
fingers, and looked perplexed, and crossed 
their legs, and shook their heads never so 
much. Why was it? “Why,” said the 
old fellow, “ its because they have a bul-let- 
in.” There was’nt a mouthful of supper ate 
after that, and the landlady was heard to 
remark, in confidence to the help, that she 
wished Mr. Roger would keep choking all 
the time. 
Muggins says that rogues ought to be 
well paid; it gives a fellow so much troub¬ 
le. He once cheated a man in a horse trade 
he says, and was in law about it afterwards 
for over fourteen years. Unless you have 
got lots of patience, therefore, never ‘set up 
for a rascal. 
Something for Typos. — of my ex¬ 
istence, give me an ,” said a Printer to 
his sweetheart. She made a-at him, 
and planted her between his i i’s. — 
“ Such an outrage,” said Faust, looking •(• j- 
at her, “ is without a ||.” 
Feline. —An English paper announces 
the marriage of Charles Catt, Esq., of 
Brighton, to Mary Ann, daughter of the 
late Benjamin Mew, Esq., of Newport, Isle 
of Wight. Won’t they have mew -sic in 
that family ? 
“ Brevity the Soul of Wit.” —A trav¬ 
eler writing from the coast of Africa, says: 
“ The people die very fast, and the sheep 
have very long tails.” Sufficiently concise 
for any class of readers. 
A gentleman of Cincinnati, says its most 
appropriate name would be the Ham- burg 
of America. “ Yes,” replied another “I 
think it will be the wieaMropolis of the 
United States.” 
“ Come down from that building, and I’ll 
knock your head off!” “You will, will you?” 
“ Yes, you scoundrel, I will.” “ Then 1 guess 
upon the whole I shan’t come down!” 
Some people are pleased when you step 
on other people’s corns; hut when you step 
on their’s, good gracious how they hop. 
What two sciences are employed by 
teamsters in driving oxen ? Afaw-ticulture 
and (}ee-o\ogy. 
“ Attempt the en<l. and nevirstand to doubt; 
Nothing’s so hard, but search will find it out.” 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
ENIGMA. 
My name, and the plaee in which I reside 
Just 24 letters will plainly describe; 
To find out my whole, you may read down the 
side. 
My 1, C> 3 and 4 is a part of my house. 
My 2. 24, 20 gives rise to abuse, 
My 3, 6 and 8 is not very old, 
My 4, 5, 23 has too often been told. 
My 5, 18, 20 is plenty in winter, 
My G, 5 and 7 is the chance of the hunter, 
My 7, 9, 5 and 8, Oh, never say old, 
My 8, 9 and 7 may be seen in the fold. 
My 9, 5, 24 all this globe does surround, 
My 10, 6, 3, 24 betwixt mountains is found, 
My 11,3 and 4 has never been well, 
My 12, 20 and 1 oft refreshes the dale. 
My 13, 5, 15 to man’s nature has clung, 
My 14, 3 and 8 can never be young. 
My 15, 14, 12 indicates a short sleep, 
My 16 r 5, 3, 4 is a stream that’s not deep. 
My 17, 3 and 6 is well known to a sailor, 
My 18, 3, 6, 8 I have been hy a tailor, 
My 19, 6, 22 on my head may be found, 
My 20, G, 24 is the organ of sound. 
My 21. 14, 5 is my nearest relation, 
My 22, 6, 3, 4 always stands in high station. 
My 23, 4 and 7 was a tree on the plain, 
My 24, 5, G, 4 is a part of the snme. 
[O’ Answer next week. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
CONUNDRUMS. 
Why is an office seeker like a hungry horse?— 
He’s fond of votes. 
Why is the christening font like hydropathic 
medicine? It’s wholly water. 
Why is a tamarack cano like a disobedient child? 
Because its naughty ( knotty.) 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
PROBLEM. 
A and 15, have twelve dollars, each and C shall 
have a share expressed by tlie difference between 
tlie cubes of A. and B.’s money divided by the dif¬ 
ference of their squares. How much will C. re¬ 
ceive. John. 
O’ Answer next week. 
A QUESTION. 
The following letters were in a Welch Church, 
over the ten commandments, and remained upwards 
of a hundred years unexplained. As a couplet of 
poetry, making use of only one of the vowels, it 
commands admiration: 
PRSVKYPR F C T M N 
V R K P T HSPRCPTSTN 
To solve tho enigma, add one of the vowels and 
use it as often as found necessary. 
O’ Answer next week. 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c. IN NO. 85. 
Answer to Geographical Enigma.— New York 
State Fair. ( 
Answer to Charade.— Eye-lash. 
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