MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YO RKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
THE LIFE GUAGE. 
They err who measure life by years, 
With false or thoughtless tougues, 
Some hearts grow old before their time; 
Others are always young! 
’Tis not the number of the lines 
On life’s fast filling page; 
’Tis not the pulse’s added throbs 
Which constitutes their age. 
Some souls are serfs among the free, 
While other nobly thrive; 
They stand just where their fathers stood; 
Dead, even while they live! 
Others, all spirit, heart and sense;— 
Their’s the mysterious power 
To live, in thrills of joy or woe, 
A twelvemonth in an hour! 
Seize then, the minutes as they pass— 
The woof of life is thought 1 
Warm up thy colors, let them glow. 
By fire or fancy fraught. 
Live to some purpose—make thy life 
A gift of use to thee! 
A joy, a good, a golden hope, 
A heavenly argony! 
AN ORIGINAL NOVELETTE. 
[ Written expressly for Moore's Rural New-Yorker.] 
THE PLEBEIAN. 
BY KATE KOOLEY. 
« The boon that is granted in recompense of virtue, 
gives a glow of honorable triumph to the heart, that never 
shall visit the cold breast of him who owes to blind for¬ 
tune unearned success.” 
As the “solitary horseman,” who is about 
to appear in these pages, is not one ot those 
already appropriated by the prolific pen of 
G. P. R. James, I do not deem any apology 
necessary, but shall proceed at once to en¬ 
lighten tho reader touching the identity and 
character of said horseman. 
Ono bright May morning, in tho year 
18—, a solitary traveler was wending his 
way over a narrow road which traverses one 
of the most beautiful of our Western States. 
There was an air of melancholy and abstrac¬ 
tion in his appearance that indicated a mind 
ill at ease; it might have been habitual, or 
perhaps memory had at that moment called 
up from the past, some event of deep and 
absorbing interest. Perhaps the chain of 
circumstances which had made him a wan¬ 
derer were passing in review before tho eye 
of his mind. Be that as it may, he had suf¬ 
fered tho reins to fall on the neck of his 
horse, and seemed unconscious of aught but 
tho presence of his own thoughts. For 
some days previously his route had been 
through what seemed to him an intermina¬ 
ble forest — unbroken, save where “the 
town,” composed of a cluster of log houses, 
an occasional “ clearing” and solitary cabin 
of the settler, varied the monotony of the 
scene. 
My story dates back to tho time when 
space was much farther from being annihi¬ 
lated than at presont,—before the sound of 
the steam-whistle roused the echoes of the 
far-off forests and prairies, where tho spirit 
of the red man looks on in amazement and 
thanks the Great Spirit that he was remov¬ 
ed before the iron track had crossed the 
hunting grounds of his youth. The journey 
of our traveler had been a long and weary 
one, occasionally relieved by an hour’s rest 
by the side of some gushing spring, or 
sparkling rivulet. On the morning in ques¬ 
tion, his good steed had borne him many 
miles, but not till he suddenly stopped, was 
the rider recalled from the reverie into 
which ho had fallen. Perceiving he had di¬ 
verged from the main road, he found him- 
solf on the margin of a brook whose crystal 
waters probably attracted his horse to tho 
spot. Reproaching himself for his neglect 
of the faithful companion of his journoy, he 
alighted and permitted him to partake of 
the cooling refreshment ho so much needed. 
As he seated himself on tho bank, ho was 
struck with the singular beauty of tho place; 
intermingled with the short grass was a pro¬ 
fusion of wild flowers which exceeded in 
variety and delicacy all he had before seen. 
Our western forests are in this month pe¬ 
culiarly beautiful and fragrant. The lofty 
trees waving in primeval grandeur; the 
tender foliage, just bursting into now life, 
presont tints, if not as rich, almost as varied 
as those of Autumn. The delicious fra¬ 
grance of the blossoms of the wild apple and 
sweet-briar, together with the numerous 
flowering trees and shrubs with which these 
forests abound, have long been the admira¬ 
tion of travelers, and could not fail to inter¬ 
est so ardent a lover of Nature as now gaz¬ 
ed on them for tho first time. The scene 
was well calculated to call forth the enthu¬ 
siasm of his nature. “What a glorious 
place—fit abode for sylvan deities,” ho ex¬ 
claimed ; and as the echo of his own voice 
startled him, he almost fancied that some 
wood-nymph would cross his path ; but the 
solitude was undisturbed, except by the 
music of the birds and the babbling of tho 
brook that leaped from rock to rock at his 
feet. In this lovely retreat, ho thought, 
with-by his sido—but checking him¬ 
self he said aloud, “ I have fume and for¬ 
tune to win before I can hope. As here- 
seated himself in his saddle, ho resolved to 
revisit this beautiful spot, as it was but a 
few miles from the flourishing town ot U—, 
where ho contemplated making to himself a 
name in tho practice of the law. 
Having introduced the hero of our story, 
it is proper to go back a few years, and give 
the reader a history of his origin, and early 
life, to afford a better understanding of tho 
position in which he has already been seen. 
This is the more necessary, as even in this 
republican community, where w’O affect to 
disclaim all distinctions conferred by the 
circumstances of birth, none can deny that 
the social position and character of parents 
materially affect tho interests of children. 
Edward Mullet w-as a native of ono of tho 
Southern States, his parents occupying a 
very humble station in life. His father, like 
many of tho lower class of the white popu¬ 
lation of tho South, was illiterate, with little 
of tho energy that characterizes the Yan¬ 
kees. A restless and rambling disposition 
led him to visit various sections of the coun¬ 
try, and at last the bleak hills of Now-Eng- 
land, where his stay would doubtless have 
been short, had not the attractions of a far¬ 
mer’s blooming daughter for a time kept 
him stationary. Tho prize was won,—his 
rambling propensities returned, and he com¬ 
menced a series of removals with his young 
w’ife, that at last brought them to tho place 
of his birth. “ Tho flower that might long 
have bloomed in its native soil, if transport¬ 
ed to an uncongenial clime will fade and 
die.” So with the fair Now-Englander; 
the roses faded from her cheek, her bright 
blue eye no longer beamed with health and 
happiness. After struggling a few years 
with poverty and ill-health, she sank to an 
early grave, but not till she had taught her 
little Edward, (their only child,) to road, 
and had thoroughly imbued his young mind 
with the importance and advantages of ed¬ 
ucation. 
Years rollod away, and tho poor, neglected 
boy passed unheeded on, until tho teacher 
of a school in tho vicinity, observing a rag¬ 
ged boy often waiting at the door of the 
school house till his scholars w’ere dismissed, 
was induced by curiosity to inquire his er¬ 
rand; and on learning that some of his 
scholars loaned him books at night, which 
he returned in the morning, was so struck 
with surprise that one so young should bo 
so studious under such disadvantages, he 
kindly offered to assist him in his pursuits. 
The intelligent face of tho poor boy beamed 
with pleasure as he expressed his gratitude 
for so great a favor ;—and so rapid was his 
progress in learning, so amiable and concili¬ 
ating his behavior, that ho not only won the 
heart of his teacher, but became an especial 
favorite with the boys. Happy days ! tho’ 
his food and clothing were coarse and scanty, 
he had not yet learned that any were des¬ 
pised on that account. 
Soino two years after Edward’s reception 
as a scholar, on a pleasant summer evening 
tho boys from the school were assembled 
near an inn to enjoy ono of their favorite 
games. They had not played long before 
dissensions arose—the question of fair play 
was discussed so warmly that the affair 
seemed likely to have a very unpleasant 
termination. 
In the parlor of the inn, sat an elderly 
gentleman with his head resting on his hand. 
He appeared to muse sadly and deeply, till 
the merry laugh from the juvenile group 
under the window dissipated his unpleasant 
reverie. Recollections of happy days stole 
over him. But soon tho angry words of 
the disputants met his ear; then a sweet 
voice, in mild and pursuasive tones entreat¬ 
ing them to be reconciled and continue their 
play. The correctness of the language, and 
the ability displayed by tho young advocate, 
surprised him. He seated himself nearer 
the open window, to obtain a view of the 
speaker, who was apparently about fourteen 
years of age. The high, fair forehead con¬ 
trasted finely with the ruddy glow on his 
bronzed cheek, while his chestnut hair, fell 
in curly masses about his neck and temples. 
His figure was good, but his dress was awk¬ 
ward and ragged. 
Calling the landlord, Mr. Wells (the gen¬ 
tleman above alluded to,) made many in¬ 
quiries respecting the child, in whom he al¬ 
ready felt a deep interest, and ended by 
requesting him to tell the lad a gentleman 
wished to speak with him. The landlord 
was no stranger to the character of his 
guest; he, therefore, complied with alacrity, 
certain that some good to the poor boy, who 
was a general favorite, would result from 
the interview. Our ragged hero soon made 
his appearance at the door, with the rem¬ 
nant of a crushed hat under his arm; mak¬ 
ing a respectful bow, he stood awaiting tho 
gentleman’s commands. Being often em¬ 
ployed by persons at the inn to execute 
some little commissions, ho supposed that 
was the purpose for which ho was wanted at 
this time. 
“ My son,” said Mr. Wells, in a kind, fa¬ 
miliar tone, “ I have been listening to the 
debate which has been carried on with so 
much spirit, beneath my window; the elo¬ 
quent and successful manner in which 
you defended tho causo of right and justice, 
led mo to fancy you might make a good 
lawyer. I am a lawyer myself, and partial 
to the profession. I live some sixty miles 
from here. How would you like to go homo 
with mo, go to school a few years, and then 
study law ?” 
“ I should like to go to school above all 
things,” said tho poor boy, his eyes bright¬ 
ening with pleasure. 
“ Will your parents bo willing to part 
with you ?” inquired Mr. Wells. 
“My mother, sir, is dead,” said Edward, in 
a low voice, whilo his eyes, moistened with 
tears, sought the floor, — for that mother’s 
dying prayer, that God would watch over 
and protect her child, and raise up to him 
friends who would save him from ignorance 
and all the vices which follow in its train, at 
that moment returned with peculiar vivid- 
nesss to his recollection. Ho thought of all 
the kindness he had received from the old 
school teacher, and when ho raised his eyes 
to tho stranger’s face, and saw it beaming 
with benevolence, could he doubt for a mo¬ 
ment that Heaven had indeed heard and 
answered his mother’s petition ? 
“You have no doubt sustained a severe 
loss in the death of your mother,” said Mr. 
Wells, in a soothing tono; “ but if you are a 
good boy, you will not be without friends.” 
“ Had she but lived to thank you, sir !” 
“ You shall thank me, my dear fellow,’’ 
returned Mr. YVells, giving way to the gen¬ 
erous and ardent impulses of his naturo; 
“ but cannot I seo your father, and learn 
what will be his decision ?” 
Edward went out and soon returned with 
his father, who showed some reluctance to 
part with his son, because, as he said, he was 
now able to help him in getting a living.— 
But as he had promised his deceased wife 
that he would either send him to school or 
take him to her parents, ho thought ho ought 
to accept the gentleman’s offer, as he had 
not tho means of fulfilling that promise. 
A short time sufficed to equip Edward for 
his journoy, but bofore he departed his kind 
benefactor enabled him to bestow a gift on 
his father, and what gave Edward still more 
exquisite pleasure, to remunerate his kind 
teacher for tho valuable services he had 
rendered him. As tho school-master was 
poor, and in the decline of life, this token 
of gratitude was exceedingly welcome. The 
parting between the two was exceedingly 
touching; tho old man placed his hand on 
the head of the boy and prayed to his Father 
in Heaven to keep him in the ways of virtue, 
and that the seed sown in his mind might 
ripen and bring forth fruit in his future life. 
That parting, and that prayer, Edward ever 
remembered. 
On their arrival at Mr. Wells’ place of 
residence, Edward was placed at school in 
the University, where his progress was even 
more rapid than his kind friend had antici¬ 
pated. It had been the intention of Mr. 
Wells, as soon as Edward’s preparatory 
studies had been completed, to send him to 
College — but before that time arrived, the 
society of his protegee had become so neces¬ 
sary to happiness ho could not bring his 
mind to consent to a separation; and where 
was tho necessity for such a step ? Mr. 
Wells himself was fully competent to edu¬ 
cate him, and believed he could manage and 
guide any boy, better than many of his 
friends did theirs — an opinion quite com¬ 
mon among bachelors. 
With all his amiable and social qualities, 
our friend had not married. In early life 
he was engaged to a lady every way worthy 
of him, to whom he was in a few weeks to 
have been united, when she perished by one 
of those fearful accidents that shroud whole 
communities in mourning and gloom. This 
calamity fell with a crushing weight on Mr. 
YVells, who for a time gave himself up to 
despair,— but when x-eason resumed her 
empire he became sensible of the sinfulness 
of spending his life in useless regrets, and 
permitting his talents to remain unem¬ 
ployed. Possessed of wealth, his large be- 
novolence prompted him to seek out the 
children of want and misfortune, to raise up 
and encourage poverty—crushed genius,— 
and that he might the more effectually aid 
the oppressed against tho strong arm of tho 
oppressor, he applied himself to tho prac¬ 
tice of the law. Though he had measurably 
recovered his cheerfulness, and was sur¬ 
rounded by warm and adoring friends, there 
was still a void in his heart, and his hearth 
was lonely. His affections, he believed, 
would ever bo a sealed fountain — but tho 
pure waters of that fountain again gushed 
forth, and he lavishod on tho child of his 
adoption that intense lovo that is called 
forth by guileless youth from tho unoccu¬ 
pied heart of advanced ago. Ho was charm¬ 
ed with Edward’s quick and lively percep¬ 
tions, the depth and purity of mind, but 
above all with his amiable and affectionate 
disposition. The seared leaf was again ex¬ 
panding. life was invested with new charms, 
and Mr. YVells set about tho “ tho delightful 
task” of training and cultivating the mind 
of his young pupil, with a degree of interest 
and pleasure of which he scarcely believed 
himself capable. No — ho would not place 
him at College, where he might lose that 
freshness and purity of mind he loved to 
cherish. 
Every day Mr. YVells discovered some 
new excellence in his pupil, who, anxious to 
evince his gratitude for such solicitude, 
tasked his energies to realize all his tutor’s 
expectations. A room back of Mr. YY r ells 
office was fitted up to serve for a study, that 
opened into a small garden which was filled 
with shrubbery, rare and fragrant flowers, 
both natural and exotic. For exercise and 
relaxation from study, Edward was entrusted 
with the care of the flowers; he was like¬ 
wise at liberty, whenever inclined to do so, 
to stroll in tho woody environs of the town : 
he therefore became familiar with every 
secluded and romantic spot, knew whore the 
wild flowers grow in tho greatest profusion, 
“and could tell where the soft twilight of 
tho arching woods fell with tho most tempt¬ 
ing beauty.” There, with book in hand, he 
would pursue his studies, and breath the 
“inspirations of tho forest,”—“and thus by 
naturo was his mind illumined and mado 
puro.” Years glided away in tho pursuit of 
knowledge—years of happiness, both to tho 
tutor and the pupil. 
[ Continued next week .] 
Corner. 
“Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt; 
Nothing’s so hard, but search will find it out.” 
BALANCE FIGURES. 
Among the novelties which scientific investiga¬ 
tion has added to our toys, are 
several figures, which will raise 
themselves upright whenever 
_ they may have been thrown 
||§|l|||p down, and regain the erect posi- 
.-gs: tion, notwithstanding their equi- 
librium is disturbed. To make 
^ - oue 0 f t ] ie simplest of these toys, 
mould tlie figure of a man out of any very light 
substance, the pith of the elder-tree, tor instance, 
w hich is soft, and can be easily cut into any ioim. 
Then provide a hemispherical base, of some heaY v 
material, such as the half of a large leaden bullet, 
and take away all inequalities which may be on 
the convex part. Fasten the figure to the juane 
surface of the bullet, and iu whatever position it 
is placed, when left to itself, it will immediately 
rise upright. 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA, 
I am composed of 37 letters. 
My 1, 13, 8, 36, 1, 13 is v'here all should go. 
My 2, 8, 15, 8, 19,12 is a month of the year. 
My 3, 13, 23, 2, 3, 36, 18 a place of amusement’ 
My 4, 5, 25, 33,7, 35, 12, 10, 36 is a quadruped. 
My 5, 8, 1, 37, 35, 17, 34 is a girls name. 
My 6, 22, 25 is a bird of prey. 
My 7, 20, 6, 36, 15, 18 a lake in New York. 
My 8, 29, 33, 6, 34 is strength. 
My 9, 3, 26, 36, 17, 33, 3, 27 never ends. 
My 11, 33, 15, 13, 3, is what we should not do- 
My 12, 35,3, 3,25,26,36 will come to a bad end' 
My 13, 6, 8, 30, 31 is what we live in. 
My 14, 5, 32, 33, 36, 28 name of a village. 
My 16, 2, 30, 12 one of the points of a compass. 
My 24, 28, 12, 8, 36, 29 one of the planets. 
My whole contains the names of different in¬ 
dividuals residing throughout the country. 
Tabitha. 
(jgp” Answer next week. 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
GEOMETRICAL PROBLEM. 
I have one room in my house which is too 
large, it is square, and I want to partition off from 
one corner of that room a square room, to contain 
one-fourth part of the large room. Then I want 
to divide the remaining three-fourths of the large 
room into four rooms, in such a manner that each 
of the four rooms will be of the same shape and of 
the same size. How shall I do it ? YV ill some 
one mark it out for me ? YV. H. 1 owers. 
Peoria, August 20, 1852. 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
A PUZZLE. 
Place four figure 9’s in such a position that they 
may represent no more nor no less than one hund¬ 
red. Dolly. 
Farmer, Seneca County. 
CHARADE. 
My first I hope you are, my secoud I see you 
are, and my whole I am sure you are. 
Answer next week. 
ANSWER TO ENIGMA, &c., IN NO. 13. 
Answer to Rural Enigma — The Farmers of 
Western New York. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma — Honesty is 
the best policy. 
ETHAN ALLEN ( 
AND THE V 
GREEN-MOUNTAIN HEROES ; 
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Credentials cf the Rural, from Reliable Sources. 
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in which it is held by the public, we annex a 
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For judicious selection, mechanical execution, and abil¬ 
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tate to pronounce the Rural New-Yorker “the best Rural, 
Family and General Newspaper,” that we have any ac¬ 
quaintance with; and we are glad to learn that its merits 
are so well appreciated by the public as to warrant further 
improvements, and to stimulate yet higher exertions by its 
publisher in the forthcoming volume.—[Ontario Repos. 
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closes the third volume of one of the best Agricultural 
and Family Newspapers in the world. It is conducted by 
four able editors, at the head of whom stands D. D. T. 
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Its leading feature, perhaps is agricultural; but in the 
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JVeic York Observer. 
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valuable, of publications. We dip into its pages with in¬ 
terest. The New-Yorker, is also one of the best Agricul¬ 
tural publications in the world, ami deserving the wide and 
increasing patronage it receives.— Cayuga Chief. 
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