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MOORE’S RURAL KEW-YO RKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
optical. 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
SONNET. 
BY WM. EDWARD KNOWLES. 
Wf. saw a child at. play amid the flowers; 
We heard him laugh within his glad retreat; 
And the fair morning, with her noiseless feet, 
Trod up the golden pathway of the hours. 
In her soft arms she took this child of ours, 
And bore it where the loved and lost one meet; 
Enticing it from out the earthly bowers, 
The glory of a higher birth to greet.— 
Yet we wept not, when from our view it rose, 
Or if we did, we wept but for the joy, 
That the dear treasure was beyond its foes, 
Where it could taste its sweets without alloy. 
And as we longed and pray for his return, 
A voico came down, and bade us not to mourn ! 
plural lufll l 
THE FARMER'S DAUGHTER. 
by I). W. BARTLETT. 
the old pastor, with his grey hairs and 
tremulous voico, was eloquent, and often 
caused the tears to flow from the eyes ot 
those around him. When ho spoke of the 
grave, there was a touching tenderness and 
awe in his voico, as if he felt that it was 
soon to be his own home; and when he 
talked of heaven, it was with such tears oi 
joy that the audience wept, too. liko children. 
The old pastor loved Alice Is iol, for he had 
baptized her, and led her gently along into 
the arms of tho church, and it seemed to 
him a sight of wondrous beauty to see so 
fair and sweet a girl oiler up her life to bo 
devoted to God. But death had stricken 
the old man, and his wife and child were left 
without money or lands. Tho house they 
lived in was their own. and that was all Mis. 
Parsons and her daughter Ellen possessed, 
and the mother lay very ill. 
But if the villagers mourned the old 
pastor as they listened to the sermon of 
the now one,—who was only preaching 
on probotion,”—there was one family, that 
of Mr. Withers, which was pleased. He was 
a wolthy, retired merchant, from New York, 
where ho had made his money rapidly in 
speculations, and had come back to his na¬ 
tive town, built himself a splendid house, 
bought many acres ot land, and set up for 
a proud gentleman. Ilis two daughters, 
Miss Sarah and Miss Ann, wore well pleased 
.... with tho young Rev. Mr. Applegate, and 
palaces built and inhabited by merchant liked his polite bows than the humbio 
princes, nor of rich men’s country scats, for demeanor of the old Mi. 1 arson* 
thev will not compare with the old home- In their slip at church they had a strangoi 
stead for gentle joys and peaceful comforts ! to-day. and they seemed very proud ol Ins 
In the one you may tread upon finer carpets, acquaintance. Ho was indeed it noble look- 
and gaze into splendid mirrors, or listen to ing young man, with dark hair and eves, 
more fashionable music from costly pianos; and a brow of great beauty, and a figure 
but in the other you can hear tho sweet voice such as is not often met. And any one 
of the farmer’s daughter singing happy could see that he was a real gentleman, oi 
songs, artless but beautiful; and there are ho was modest, and seemed to respect the 
springs of water, clear as crystal, over which, simple villagers around him as much as he 
when you bend down, in their chaste depths, would tho richest man m tho world. lie 
you can see your face. And then, while too was the son of an old family m New York, 
often in the rich man’s house there are jeal- and of great wealth; but that family was 
ousios and heartburnings, in tbo farm house not devoted to fashion merely, lor it prized 
there aro happiness and content. goodness above all things. 
How foolish are they who pine for wealth Charles Davenport was the only son ot 
and grandeur ! Neither brings happiness, parents who loved him, and his mother had 
nor love nor contentment. Money will not given him pious counsels, and he had profit- 
purchase a single worthy heart, nor all tho e d by them. Ho had come to spend a tow 
grandeur in tho world secure true friendship weeks in tho little village ot b-, at me 
or love. If you would bo happy, do right— earnest request of Ilcnry \\ ithers, who had 
bo content with a homo full of simple joys O nco saved his life in Now York, and whom 
and loves —novor struggle for great wealth h 0 had ever after loved, though ho was m 
or fame; chase not such meteors, such false many things unworthy ot his love, ime 
stars - oh. never, if you would live a life of Misses Withers were, of course m ecstacies 
peace and joy. at his arrival, and were proud to think that 
once, in tho little village of the wealthy Charles Davenport was then- 
death, but what will become of you, where 
will you go ?” and she sobbod upon her pil¬ 
low with Ellen’s arm around her neck. For 
a moment Ellen was overcome with sorrow, 
but shortly dried her tears, and said with a 
sweet calmness, “ God will take caro of me, 
mother!” 
Just then there was a slight knock at tho 
chamber door, and the f&ithful nurse enter¬ 
ed and said, “Alice Neil has come,’ and El¬ 
len sprung up and was soon in tho arms of 
her dear friend. 
“ How kind of you Alice, to come so often, 
and bring so many things, and mother loves 
you, I do believe, as well as me — come and 
comfort hor, tor she is sad to-day. ’ 
And tho farmer’s daughter sat down by 
port had crowded into her little basket, and 
told her all that ho had said. The tears 
ran down the poor sick woman’s cheek as 
she said, 
“ For Ellen’s sake I take it, and toll him, 
Alice, that God will bless him for his kind¬ 
ness.” 
Alice staid awhilo, and promising to ro- 
turn shortly and spend the whole day, 
walked back to her homo. What was her 
surprise to find Henry Withers and Charles 
Davenport there. The former introduced 
tho latter, and Alice blushed beautifully as 
ho took her hand. Pretty soon old farmer 
Neil came in and said, 
“ Well, Ally, how did you find Mrs. Par¬ 
sons.- 1 ' 
There is no placo in tho world more joy¬ 
ful than a farmor’s homo. Talk not ot the 
the sick bod, and unfolded the dolicacics she 
had brought for tho old pastor’s wife; and 
as sho pressed them upon hor, she talked so 
gentle and kindly, and with such cheerful¬ 
ness, that tho sick woman's tears dried away. 
For days she had como and sat there, until 
her voice and presenco seemod nocessary to 
the poor widow, and she wept with Ellon and 
then made her smile,—it might have been 
a sorrowful smile, but it was ono of resigna¬ 
tion. Sho was an angel to both — both 
loved her, and ono loaned upon her. Ellen 
left the sick room a little while, and then agal ^ ere Jg 
Mrs. Parsons said, 
“ Alice, I feel that it is very doubtful if I 
ever get well; and if I do not, what will be¬ 
come of my poor child.” 
“Do not talk so,” replied Alice. “You 
will live yet for a long time to gladden us 
all_but'if-” She could not speak the 
words, it seemed too dreadful for her to talk 
of death. 
“ If I should die,” said tho widow, as if m 
supplication— 
“ Then bo sure so long as Alice Noil has 
a home, Ellen shall share it. She shall share 
my jovs, and I will love her like a sistei. I 
have no other in the world.” 
“Bless you for those words — God bless 
you !” cried Mrs. Parsons. 
When Alice loft the room, Ellen followed 
her out into tho yard, and said softly, 
Alice, do you think that mother-, the 
tears gushed from her eyes, but she con¬ 
tinued— “Do you think sho must — must 
die ?” and when she had uttered these words 
she laid her head upon Alice’s bosom, and 
cried as if her heart would break. 
It was some time boforo Alice spoko, 
but Ellen raised her eyes to liors so mourn¬ 
fully she answered, “ 1 hope not, Ellen,” but 
the look that accompanied the words said 
I fear sho will not 
“ Very badly, fathor. 
live long.” 
“ Poor woman !” said tho farmer with a 
sigh; “and there is little Ellen,’twill kill 
the gentle thing.” 
“ She watched by her mother’s side all 
last night,” said Alico, “and sho looks pale 
and sickly already, and I promised to go 
right back as soon as I told you and mother.” 
“Just like you, Ally. Your mother was 
just saying that sho would watch with her 
to-night; so go as quick as you can back 
guest. iii-i 
When the meeting was over, and they had 
There was - 7 _ 
S_, a farmer’s homo, which was one ot 
the happiest in tho world. The village lay - . s ,, - ,. 
a few miles from tho beautiful Connecticut returned to their line mansion, they dis 
river, in a valley of great beauty. Ranges cussed, as was their custom the merits oi 
of loftv mountains stretched far away to the tho new pastor, and lauded him highly, 
north and south on either hand, while in the Charles hoard them m silence, tor ho was 
valley ran a beautiful stream, called by tho not pleased with tho cold sentences ot the 
Indians, years before, the Tunxis. preacher, but ventured to ask who that 
Squire Neil, the owner of the farm, was a young lady was who sung m the choir, with 
true typo of the New England farmer. Ho auburn hair and blue eyes 
was generous and yet careful; heartily at- “ Oh, replied Anne Withers, it was Alice 
tachocl to his church and religion, but not Neil, the daughter of old farmer Neil. They 
uncourtoous to those belonging to other have a small farm at tho other side ot the 
sects; independent as a lord, but plain and village.” . . . . . . „ , 
kind. He was himself a hard working man, “And she is the prettiest gill m town . 
and had received only a common school ed- added Henry Withers, who delighted m vox 
ucation ; yet. from careful observation and ing his proud sisters. 
a studious turn, he had stored his mind with “ I am sure sho is not beautiful, replied 
a great deal of useful knowledge, so that, Anno, “and if she were, her ignorance and 
with his strong native powers,-notwithstand- vulgar manners would not allow liei to go 
insr his sunburnt complexion and his hard, into good society.” * 
rough hands, ho was better fitted to take his “Alice Neil ignorant and vulgar r said 
seat among strong-minded men of intellect, Henry. “ Has she not been always at school, 
than many a man who has received all tho and is sho not as graceful as beautiful . 
education to be got at school and colleges. Charles Davenport heard in silence all 
His farm was not a very large ono. but that was said, and excusing lnmseli, went 
well tilled, and looked Vory beautiful in up to his chamber to see the sun set, and to 
. f . i j _ lvrvlv nn.v n.lnni 
the summer time. There wore acres of old 
mo Bumuiui u ,u 0 . .._ w'itnoss tho close of the holy day alone, and 
woods on it, where the drum of tho partridge away from tho conversation of the sisters, 
was heard, and tho chirp of the squirrel and The sun went slowly down behind the west- 
the sono-s of many birds? There were acres, ern range of mountains, and tho clouds in 
too, of corn, and oats, and rye, waving in the tho west grew crimson, and golden, and 
wind and fields of unknown grass —could gorgeous, and then the tints faded slow y, 
anything be more beautiful ? and at last tho evening star came out. 1 he 
His wife was all kindness and gentleness, next day was as fair and glorious a ono as 
and was blossed by all those who were in the Sabbath had been, only it was not so 
distress, for milos around. She had two quiet, and still and holy, 
children—Edward, who was twenty, and Mrs. Parsons lay ill, very ill, upon hoi 
Alice, who was eighteen. And my pen fal- couch, and it seemed to her at times almost 
ters when I try "to describe the farmor’s as if God had deserted the family, tor nor 
daughter —gentle Alice Neil. Her form husband was dead, and they were poor, and 
was slight and very graceful; her face was now she was sick.—it she should die, what 
the very picture of quiet love, and her eyes, would bocome ot Ellen : T boro was the old 
though blue as the sky over her head, would and over faithful servant Betsey, who dung 
sometimes sparkle so, and look so full of to them in their sorrow and poverty, but she 
glee gentle and slight, and tenderly fair as could not support her gentle girl. * As s le 
she was, that a stranger would say sho had thought of all this, the tears ran down hoi 
wit and strong intellect, as well as gentle- 
heartedness. "And she had, but her kind¬ 
ness and love were stronger than anything 
else. Her heart was even stronger than her 
head. 
* It was a Sunday in the last week of June, 
and the bells of the village church were ring- 
pale cheeks, and while she was weeping, 
Ellen entered. 
“ Dear mother ! why do you weep ! 
“Do not ask, my child. I am not so strong 
now as I used to be, and I weep almost with¬ 
out cause.” 
“ But you are in pain, mother. I know 
ing pleasantly, holily out of the summer air. that you suffer — let me do something tor 
The morning was hot, but the odor of roses you !” 
and flowers was in tho air, and the mountain Sho was only fourteen years of ago, an< 
sides were green with the leaves of trees; there was upon her young lace a sorrow!al¬ 
and the grass was ready to be mowed in the ness which many said betokened an early 
Holds and tho grain looked yellow as gold, grave. But sho was exquisitely beautiful, 
while’tho corn leaves trembled in the soft too fair, and gentle, ana sweet to live where 
south wind. there is sorrow and trouble. Her hair was 
The farmer lived not far from tho church, light, her face very pale, and her eyes ot 
and set out with his family on foot to attend soft blue. The tears started to them at 
upon tlio worship of God. Never did Alice once when she saw her mother weep, and 
Neil look sweeter than when, on a pleasant she put her soft arms about her neck and 
Sabbath morning, dressed in simple white, said, 
and with her little hymn book in her hand, “ Do not weep, mother—why should you 
she walked to church. She always sang in be unhappy ? Is not father in heaven, and 
the choir, and any one could see that, when should wo wish him back hero : , 
tho old Squire looked up at her from his It seemed strange that so young a girl 
seat down in the body of the house, his eyes should speak words of consolation to Dor 
seemed to moisten with love and tenderness, mother, and the stricken woman looked a 
The minister who preached that day, was hor at first as it she thought it was an ange 
a young man, with less heart than the old comforting hor, instead ot Ellpn. 
pastor had, (he had died a few months bo- “ No,”j3aid she^'H do not wish him back; 
fore,) but with many graces of oratory. He but if 
was not so plain as the old minister, but he 
used finer language and made better ges¬ 
tures, though he did not, with all his rhet¬ 
oric, touch tho hoarts of his hearers. But 
Ellen — I should die- 
“ You—you will not die, mother ?” roplied 
tho young girl, bursting into tears as tho 
thought struck her that it might be true. 
“ Yes, my child — it is that— I do not fear 
more; her gentle heart was stricken with 
the truth, and sho whispered, “ Good-bye, 
Alico ; when she is gone you will love mo- 
will you not — good-bye ! and sho ran back 
to her mother’s side. 
Alico had not walked far boforo slio mot 
tho stranger whom sho had soon tho day be¬ 
fore. He stopped and said, _ M 
“Will you excuse my rudeness,Miss Neil? 
At first she was going to run away, but he 
looked so earnest and kind, and his whole 
bearing so gentlemanly, that she stopped 
and raised her eyes to his, but blushed and 
quickly dropped them again. 
“ If you will pardon me for stopping a 
stranger,” said he in soft tones, “ I want to 
ask about the widow of tho parsonage. I 
have heard all about her and her sorrows, 
ant l—and your kindness to them.” 
“She is very ill,” replied Alice, tremblingly. 
“And she is very poor — is sho not : ’ he 
asked. 
“ She is, but she has friends who love her 
and will never let her suffer,” replied Alice, 
moving on. , 
“Stay a moment, Miss Noil,' he said.— 
“You would think more kindly of mo if you 
know my heart towards tho poor woman — 
I am rich; hero, take her this money, give it 
to the sick woman, and say to her that ten 
times this is hers whenever sho wants it. 
and that it comes from a stranger who will 
never soo her or hers suffer. 
In a moment ho was gone. Sho looked at 
tho bills ho had forced into her little basket; 
they amounted to fifty dollars. Sho wept 
for joy, for she know it would cheer the 
heart of the sick widow ; and that night, as 
she lay upon her pillow, for tho first time 
hor rest was broken and her dreams wore 
feverish. It was not strange, for few young- 
men posses the attractions that Charles 
Davenport possessed, and ho was as fair, 
and there is a fascination in a noble spirit 
for the gentlo and loving. Alico could not 
forget his fair face and noble brow, nor his 
generous spirit; but had a person told her 
she was in love, she would have sincerely 
denied it. 
Tho next morning Alico rose early, and 
while tho dew yet sparkled on the grass, 
went to tho old parsonage. She asked the 
nurse as sho entered the house how was 
Mrs. Parsons, and was pained to learn that 
she had passed a bad night. In a few mo¬ 
ments she entered the sick loom. Mis. 
Parsons did look worse; her face had almost 
the hue of death, and there was a look in her 
eves which was unearthly. Ellen was bond¬ 
ing over her mother, like an angel ot pa¬ 
tience. and it was difficult to say which lace 
was the palest—tho mother’s or daughter’s. 
It was evident that sho had not slept any 
that night, and there was a sorrow on her 
young face which it was sad to look upon. 
When Alice onterod, she sprang up and put 
her arms around her neck and kissed her, 
and then took her placo again at the bed¬ 
side without speaking. Her heart was too 
full of sorrow to speak. > 
“ God bless you for coming hero! said 
tho sick woman; “tho sight of your face 
does me good.” ... 
“Ellon should go and rest, said^Alice 
kindly; “ lot me take her place awilo. 
“ No ! no ! dear mother, lot mo stay here, 
I could not sleep wore I away.” „ 
“ But you will be ill if you do not, urged 
Alice. “ Go that you may have rene wed 
strength to nurse your mother.” 
At length sho consented to leave the room, 
and when she was gone, Alice gavo the mon¬ 
ey to Mrs. Parsons which Charles Daven- 
a carriage at the door,” said 
Charles Davenport, “I will walk back to Mr. 
Withers, and Henry shall drive you to tho 
parsonage.” 
“ Oh, no !” replied Alico, “ I can walk.” 
“You have walked there and back alrea¬ 
dy,” said hor fathor, “ and you had better 
take the offer.” 
“ She shall do so,” said Henry Withers, 
“ only I will walk homo and Charles drive 
her to Mrs. Parsons.” 
Charles made no objections, nor did Alice, 
and soon they wore riding towards the cot¬ 
tage. Sho told him all that tho sick wo¬ 
man said about his kind-hearted gift, and 
ho asked, 
“ Would sho lot mo como onco to her bed¬ 
side as you have been? I would liko to tell 
hor with my own lips nover to fear that her¬ 
self or hor daughter shall come to want.” 
“ I will ask her,” roplied Alico. Tho rest 
of the way neither spoke: Alico was too 
modest, and Charles from some cause was 
silent. The carriage stopped before the 
door, he helped her out, and she ran in.— 
After ho had tied his horse, ho entered into 
tho littlo and pretty sitting room, and as no 
one was there drew himself a chair and sat 
down. In a few minutes Alico camo from 
the sick room. It seemed to him that he 
had never seen such a beauty before, and 
hor kindness and grace wero touching. As 
sho entered a slight blush crimsoned hor 
choek, and sho said. 
(See page 97, this number.) 
VALUABLE FARM 
FOR S A I. E AT AlltTION. 
BY order of the Surrogate of the County of 
Livingston, N. Y., the farm of Uri Webster, 
_late of Lima, in the said County of Livings- 
ton, will he sold at Public Auction, to the highest bidder, 
at one of the clock, in the afternoon, on Saturday, the 
2d day of April, 1853, the sale to take place at the North 
Dwelling House, situated in the said town of Lima. 
The premises will be sold subject to mortgage and judg¬ 
ment incumbrances, amounting, at the time of sale, prin¬ 
cipal and interest', to the sum of four thousand and ninety- 
two dollars and twenty cents. The balance of the purchase 
money over and above the incumbrances, is to be paid as 
follows, viz:—one fourth cash ; and the other three-fourths 
in three equal annual installments, with interest annual¬ 
ly ; and secured by mortgage on the premises sold, and the 
bond of the purchaser. . 
The premises are described briefly as follows:—Begin¬ 
ning at the junction of the two roads near Lord Sterling s 
late farm, on the road leading soulli from Richard Peck s; 
and running thence -north in the centre of the last named 
road to the south line of lands owned and occupied by 
the heirs of Ebenezer Rathbone, and by John Decker;— 
thence running east on said line to the east line of said 
John Decker's land; thence running north on said last line 
to the south line of the original portion of the Factory lot, 
sold for the flouring mill, known as the Eggleston Mill; 
thence east on said mill lot line, eighty-six rods across the 
Honeoye creek, one rod beyond the east bank; thence up 
the said creek on a line parallel with t he said creek one rod 
east of the east bank eighty rods; thence up said creek 
upon the east bank to a small walnut tree near the old saw 
mill formerly owned by Thomas Peck, deceased; thence 
westerly to the corner of the Grey road so called, on a line 
which is a continuation of the road leading east from the 
point of beginning; thence up the centre of said last named 
road to said point of beginning, containing one hundred 
and sixty-six acres and forty-five rods of land, out of which 
however are reserved one acre, situated on the Honeoye 
creek, heretofore deeded to Warren Pierpont, with a water 
privilege and easements sufficient to run a fulling mill wi h 
one stock, or one set of woollen carding machines; and 
reserving also one acre and one fifth, near the same, deed¬ 
ed to Hollum Hutchinson and Ward Mann, with water ' 
power and easements sufficient for one run of stones with 
elevators and conveyors, after said Pierpont and the saw 
mill on the premises are supplied with water; and also re- 
servingthe privilege of carrying water from certain springs 
in pipes under ground across the premises above described. 
The premises are in a compact form, and also capable of 
division into two farms. They will he sold together, or 
separately, as will appear to the undersigned most advan¬ 
tageous to the creditors and heirs. 
There are on the premises two good houses, barns and 
outbuildings; a superb orchard of grafted fruit; an exci 1- 
lent saw mill privilege and saw mill, the dam of which 
however lias lately been carried away by a freshet; and 
fifteen or twenty acres of timber and wood land. Besides 
the Honeoye creek which runs upon the premises, there 
are at least three never failing springs of pure water. 
Immediate possession will bo given of the premises. 
The growing crops will bo reserved out of tho sale, and 
the privilege of entering to harvest, thresh and carry the 
same away. EDWARD WEBSTER, 
MERCY WEBSTER, 
Lima, N. Y., Jan. 31,1853. Administrators. 
N. B. The undersigned, in his individual capacity, for 
the benefit of the creditors and heirs, and for the conven¬ 
ience of purchasers, has made arrangements with Alexan¬ 
der Duncan, Esq., of Providence, R. I., the Executor of 
the Will of the late Cyrus Butler, whereby $1,500 which 
is secured to him by bond and mortgage on the premises, 
may remain three years, on the payment of interest semi 
annually, the purchaser giving his bond as collateral secu¬ 
rity; with the further assurance from Mr. Duncan, Mint in 
all probability the same can be renewed after the close of 
the three years, on the same terms if the purchaser should 
desire. Clias. Seymour, of Canandaigua, for a small per 
centage, will receive and receipt the interest, and transmit 
it to Mr. Duncan 
On the payment in cash of a sum, which, together with 
the quarter of the surplus required by the Surrogate, will 
make up a cash payment of two thousand dollars, the bal¬ 
ance of the incumbrances, exclusive of the $1,600 above 
meniioned, will if the purchaser desire it, be so divided as 
to make with the otlur three-quarters surplus required by 
the Surrogate in three years, four annual installments, on 
which equal sums, interest will be required annually. 
165w3. EDWARD WEBSTER. 
(JUmcr, 
“ Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt; 
Nothing's so hard, but search will find it out.” 
Eor the Rural New-Yorker. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 22 letters. 
My 1,4, 8, 15, 11, 3, 10 is a country in Europe. 
My 2, 12, 9, 13, 10, 6 is a lake in New York. 
My 3, 2, 22, 20, 1 is a sea in Europe. 
My 4, 10, 9, 19, 19, 11 is a city in Russia. 
My 5, 17, 10 is a river in North America. 
My 6, 22, 11, 7, 13, 11 is a country in Asia. 
My 7, 2, 5,12,9,4 is one of the East India Islands 
My 8, 13, 18, 21, 5, 13, 6 is a country in Africa. 
My 9, 7, 22, 4 is a river in Europe. 
My 10, 21, 8, 6, 1G, 11, 5, 17, is one of the U. S. 
My 11, 20, 1, 9, 3, 19 is an Ancient City. 
My 12, 9,1G, 4,22, 15, 21, 6, 3, 19 is a city in the 
United States. 
My 13, 4, 3, 13, G, 12 is a sea in Europe. 
My 14, 11, 19, 20 is a cape in Asia. 
My 15, 4, 12,10, 2, 3 is a city in Europe. 
My 16, 11, 7, 6, 19, 1 is a river in the U. States. 
My 17, 22, 13, 9 is a lake in North America. 
My 18, 21, 5, 12, 14 is a city in Europe. 
My 19, 6, 8, 11, 10, 4 is a river in South America. 
My 20, 4, 15, 14, 10, 2 is a city in Spain. 
My 21, 6, 19, 20, 4, 12 is a city in Pennsylvania. 
My 22, 13, 2, 10, 17, 8, 12, 4, 5, 20, 14, is a river 
in Mexico. 
My whole is the name of one of the greatest 
statesmen in the world. 
West Brighton, Feb., 1853. H. L. B. 
Answer next week. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
A PUZZLE. 
Place 30 kernels of Corn—15 white and 15 
black—in a row before you, so arranged that in 
counting from tbe left band, and removing every 
tenth kernel as you count, all of one color will 
first be removed. 
rs?” Answer next week. 
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REAPER AND MOWED. 
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The true merit of this Machine has given it a great tri¬ 
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of these machines were in use the past season, all of which 
gave perfect satisfaction. 
The machines are manufactured at Hoosick Falls for the 
State of New York, and I will have them delivered to any 
part of Western New York where ordered. Price of ma¬ 
chine, where made, $1-5. Address Gen. R. Harmon 
Wheatland, Monroe Co., N. Y. 
149- tf. It. HARMON, Agent. 
ANSWER TO ENIGMA, &c., IN NO. 11. 
Answer to Puzzle: 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma —The Spirit, 
ual Rapped Humbug. 
Answer to Charade— Land-lord. 
ROCHESTER STEREOTYPE FOUNDRY. 
T HE undersigned would respectfully inform the public— 
and especially book and periodical publishers, authors, 
&.C.— that he lias established a Stereotype Foundry in 
Rochester. His establishment is furnished with every fa¬ 
cility for Stereotyping, in the best manner, Books, Pamph¬ 
lets, Periodicals, Cuts of all kinds, (including figures of 
animals, implements, etc.) Patent Medicine Advertise¬ 
ments, &c., &e. Plates blocked in a superior style on ma¬ 
hogany. All work executed with promptness and on rea¬ 
sonable terms, and equal in style and finish to that done at 
anv other Foundry in the country. 
An establishment of this kind has long been a desidera¬ 
tum in this city, and now that one is in operation, it is 
hoped a liberal share of patronage will be awarded to the 
enterprise. 
j-gT Foundry in Tahnan Block, Buffalo street. All or¬ 
ders from a distance may be addressed to 
J. W. BROWN, 
April, 1852. [182-lam-tf] Rochester, N. Y. 
N. B.—Old type taken in exchange for work. 
MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: 
A WEEKLY HOME JOURNAL, 
For both Country and Town Residents. 
TERMS, IN ADVANCE: 
Two Dollars a Year —$1 for six months. To Clubs and 
Agents as follows:— Three Copies, one year, for $5; Six 
Copies (and one to Agent or getter up of club,) for $10; 
Ten Copies (and one to Agent,) for $15; Twenty Copies 
for $25, and any additional number, directed to individuals 
at the same rate. Six months subscriptions in proportion. 
[3?” Subscription money, properly enclosed, may be 
sent by mail at the risk of the Publisher. 
Terms of Advertising: 
One Dollar per square (ten lines—100 words, or less,) for 
the first insertion, and 50 cents for each subsequent publi- 
tion ,—in advance. KS T The circulation of the Rural 
New-Yorker is much larger than that of any other news¬ 
paper published in the State, out of New York city Only 
a limited space, however, is devoted to advertisements, and 
hence preference is given to those most appropriate—such 
i tho cards and notices of dealers in Agricultural Imple¬ 
ments and Machinery,—Horticulturists and Seedsmen,— 
Booksellers and Publishers,—Inventors, etc. All orders 
by mail should be accompanied with the cash. 
To enable us to accommodate as many as possible, brie 
advertisements are preferred. Patent medicines, &c., will 
not be advertised in this paper on any terms. 
JJjP All communications,-and business letters, should 
be addressed to D. D. T. Moore, Rochester, N. Y. 
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