MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YO RKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
17. Bonglr toll’s Thistle Digger anil Sub¬ 
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riTIJE Thistle Digger and Subsoil Cultivator is, owing to 
its peculiar construction, particularly adapted to pul¬ 
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and grass. It will work in any soil, the harder the bet¬ 
ter. It is so arranged that the blade may be raised and 
lowered, and made to move the soil to any required depth, 
and by cutting up every thing in its way, has a decided 
advantage over the Wheel Cultivators whose use it is fast 
superceding. 
The following gentlemen, who are all practical Farmers, 
have used the Thistle Digger and Subsoil Cultivator on 
their farms, and cheerfully concur in recommending it. 
Guy Collins, East Bloomfield. W. Carter, E. Bloomfield. 
C. Hamlin, do Geo. Rice, do. 
M. Collins, do. F. Rice, do. 
John Bougliton, do. P. McMillen, Canandaigua 
Augustus Boughton, do. Augustus Sacket, do. 
C. H. Chapin, do. P. & L. Gunn, do. 
Price, $30. Orders solicited, which mav lie directed to 
E. BOUGHTON, at Pittslord, or to BRADLEY & RO¬ 
MANS, (who are the manufacturers,) or GUY COLLI NS, 
East Bloomfield, N. Y. 183w4. 
gossip and speculation followed the an¬ 
nouncement, that she had refused him.— 
Their marriage would be a natural conclu¬ 
sion to such a talc, but truth compels mo to 
say that Susan persisted in her refusal, say¬ 
ing that her love for him was so completely 
crushed out of her heart by his noglect and 
desertion that it could never again find a 
place. She was too well content to remain 
the widow of Henry Derby, and devotoher 
life to the education of his son, to wish fora 
change. 
Dr. Warner was obliged to look elsewhere 
for one to fill the vacancy at his fireside, but 
he has often been heard to acknowledge that 
his punishment was just, and he never failed 
at suitable, times, to impress on the minds 
of young men, the importance of not only 
“ choosing a proper mate,” but of so gov¬ 
erning all their intercourse with females, as 
to avoid what he believes will surely follow 
a deviaton from the right,—a speedy Hetri- 
bution. 
Warners; but increasing cares and occa¬ 
sional sickness did not help the wife and 
mother to mako hers tho well-regulated 
home for which her husband longed. Of¬ 
ten would ho return from professional calls 
to find his most valuable books pulled from 
tho library shelves, and the children play¬ 
ing with them, and as often would he re¬ 
monstrate, but Jenny was ono who thought 
there could be nothing too good for a child 
play with, if it were thereby amused and 
kept quiet. When tho Doctor went out he 
generally locked the Office door and put the 
key in his pocket; but one day being called 
away in haste ho forgot to do so, and not 
only left the door unlocked, but the case 
where his choicest drugs were kept. The 
little boys soon found the forbidden place 
free of access, and availed themselves of tho 
chance to “ look at Papa's pretty things.”— 
The eldest, Eddy, was about five years old, 
a beautiful black-eyed boy; tho youngei', 
little Allan, nearly three. They wero truly 
lovely children, and no wonder they were 
potted by all, and idolized by their parents. 
tong tho forbidden things, 
character to endanger combustible mail- 
bags. 
At length the first vacation arrived, and 
James was borne all too slowly by the old 
stage-coach of that time, to the dear old 
homestead, the abode of loved parents, and 
near the one dearer than all others. Dur¬ 
ing the absence of her son, Mrs. YV arner had 
taken as borders two young ladies from a 
neighboring city, to attend a Female Semi¬ 
nary in that vicinity. Ellen and Jenny 
Carleton wero tho daughters of wealthy 
parents, and their lives thus far had been 
spoilt mostly at school. Jenny was a beau¬ 
tiful burnetto, possessing a fascinating viva¬ 
city of manner, pleasant conversational 
powers, with a perfect freedom from the 
vapid nonsense in which school-girls are too 
apt to indulge. 
Perhaps it is not strange that James War¬ 
ner, who had seen but little of female socie¬ 
ty, should institute comparisons between 
Susan Hubbard and Jenny Carlton, and 
wish the former was asgontecl and interest¬ 
ing as the latter. This was a dangerous 
state of fooling to indulge, but I fear there 
was no great effort made to check it, as 
Jenny was evidently pleased with the young 
Collegian. Tho mother of James became 
aware of tho state of their feelings by an 
anxious watchfulness that mothers alone 
can feel. As the time approached for 
James to return to College, ho grew moody 
and sad, his calls at Mr. Hubbard’s grew 
less frequent, and Susan began to feel an 
undefined oppression of mind, as if some 
evil was pending over her. 
Just before James’ departure, his mother 
obtained a private interview, and laid before 
her son, with heartfelt earnestness, the train 
of sorrow 
For tho Rural New-Yorker. 
THE BOBOLINK, ON HAYING. 
I had sharpened in}* scythe, and was feeling the edge, 
When l heard a sweet strain, pealing out from the hedge, 
My eyes thither I turned, and saw—what do you think r 
Why that bird of all birds, the blithe Bobolink. 
Not so gaudy his wings, nor so brilliant his laic, 
As some other songsters that gladden the vale ; 
But sound were his doctrines, and finely expressed, 
And 1 nodded assent, as I sat down to rest. 
He said, (or he sung,) “ now point in and point out, 
Mow it close, do it well, though the grass may be stout; 
Yet ‘ dimia forget,’ for ’twere well to remember, 
You'll need it all yet, by the ides of December. 
“ Spread it well o'er the ground, when you rake, rake it 
clean, 
Let no straggling locks round the fences be seen; 
Cure it well in the bunch, have it dry ere ’tis drawn, 
And sprinkle some salt on each load, or each ton.” 
Then a moment he paused, as if waiting for me 
To make some reply, as he sat in the tree ; 
So, as I must say something, or else appear dumb, 
Said I, “ Mr. Bobolink, if I could have rum, 
“ With your rules, the more readily I might comply ; 
So give me some ‘ barley,’ some ‘corn,’ or some ‘ rye,’ 
’Twill be good in tlie'morning to give me a start, 
When off to the meadow I’m about to depart. 
“ It will strengthen toy sinews, and make the edge keen, 
’Twill be good in the spreading, and raking I ween— 
Will make me work faster and better, I think; 
What say you, I pray you, my blithe Bobolink ?” 
Indignantly swelling, he stretched up his head, 
He rumpled his feathers,—e’en his feet they grew red; 
And with wings wide extended, resembling a fin, 
In tones slow and solemn, again he began. 
“ ’Tis folly—delusion—a vile poison, and cheat— 
It nerves not the body,—is not bread nor meat; 
It aids not digestion, but fills you with pain, 
And, (who will it question ?) it muddles the brain. 
“ Then ‘look not on tho wine when it moveth aright,’ 
Drink water, pure water, at morn, noon, and night; 
Sign the Pledge, join the ‘Sons,’and secure the ‘Maine 
Law,’ 
Then feel well in the head, and feel well in the maw.” 
His obeisance he made, and thougli I should “encore,’’ 
Yet he said not, lie sang not, a syllable more; 
But was off to the fountain, cold water to drink, 
And I followed, and drank, “ Here's C your health. 
Bobolink.” 
East Varick, Seneca Co., N. Y., June, 1853. 
While exploring ami 
they discovered the open case of vials and 
proceeded to examine tho contents. Eddy 
had had sufficient experience in taking med¬ 
icine to avoid tasting it himself, and pro¬ 
posed to his little brother to play “ I’m Doc¬ 
tor and give you some medicine,” and opened 
a vial saying “ now Allan tako it like a man, 
it will mako you well,” the little fellow 
opened his mouth to receive tho contents, 
which Eddy poured into it. A violent 
scream from the child reached the ears ot 
the mother, who was reading in another 
part of the house—she hastened in the di¬ 
rection of the sound, and the instant sho 
opened tho door tho fatal truth flashed on 
her mind. The frantic screams soon brought 
a neighbor to her side, who saw the situa¬ 
tion of affairs and sent instantly for the 
father, but before he could arrive the fatal 
poison had done its work and tho lovely lit¬ 
tle Allan was beyond the reach of human 
aid. And that mother! what were her 
emotions ? it were vain to attempt to des¬ 
cribe them. The crushing blow fell so 
heavily on her, joined with the conscious¬ 
ness of having neglected her children and 
tho dread of her husband’s dark frown, that 
a violent fever ensued. Many weeks her 
friends watched over her with little hope ot 
her restoration to health and reason. Du¬ 
ring hor sickness her husband attended her 
evidently from a sense of duty rather than 
affection. At length she began to recover, 
but seemed to be laboring under settled mel¬ 
ancholy. 
In the neighborhood where James resided 
was a harmless crazy woman that was called 
“ Aunt Massy,” who, it was said, had been 
“ crossed in love.” Sho used to go about 
from house to house knitting and taking 
snuff, staying as long as they would keep 
hor. Doctor Warner and his wife were her 
particular aversion, probably from tho fact 
of his having deserted Susan Hubbard, for 
whom she seemed to have a peculiar regard. 
“ Aunt Massv ” met the Doctor, 
Political Punning. —The following bits 
of fun show that tho Whigs have some life 
in them yet, and can joke despite their aw¬ 
ful using up last fall: 
Tho Hartford Courant tells of a man 
down east who is ready to support tho next 
Whig candidate for the President, who-Euer- 
itt may be. 
And looking Se-ward we can say the same. 
— Troy Post. 
We shall be happy to join the Chase for 
a President, or to shout Hale ! Hale ! when 
he is found.— Syracuse Chronicle. 
TitJE JUVENILE SNSTKUCTOIS, 
BY UNCLE LUCIUS, Syracuse, 
i SEMI-MONTHLY PAPER, expressly for children. 
j\ It aims to attract their attention by simplicity and 
beauty of style, and to infuse into the young mind appro¬ 
priate sentiments of piety and love for parents—sympathy 
for human suffering, and an abiding hatred of oppression 
in all its forms. It ought to be circulated over the entire 
Union, for this last reason. There is much at stake in 
the question of freedom, and but little said or done to ef¬ 
fect favorably the youthful mind. Within the State of N. 
York, the postage is 6 cents per year, paid at the office 
where it is received. In all other States, 12 cents yearly. 
In packages of 24 or more the postage, if pre paid at tho 
office of publication, is about 4 cts on each paper. 
Price per year—single copies, 25c.; Five to one address, 
$1; Ten do, $1,70; Twenty do, $3; Thirty do, $4,20; Fifty 
do, $6,50 ; One hundred do, ■*_■: 
Address LUCIUS C. MATLACK, 
183m3. Syracuse, N. Y. 
“ You say Mrs. Smith, that you have lived 
with tho defendant for eight years. Does 
the court understand from that, that you 
are married to him ?” 
“ In course it does.” 
“ Have you a marriage certificate 
“ Yes, your honor, three on ’em—two 
gals an’ a boy.” 
Verdict for tho plaintiff—call the next 
case. 
s the perfidious heart heaps up, to 
bo crushed into its fibres when too late to 
retrace its doubling and winding course. 
To the mother’s surprise and regret, hor 
darling son had decided to cast from him 
the unsophisticated heart of a pure-minded 
trusting girl, who, if not possessed of bril¬ 
liancy of intellect, was capable of making 
his home a happy one, for the fascinating- 
society of a companion whose taste revolted 
at the useful employment of her hands. 
Foolish young man, to believe that in the 
merely intellectual accomplishments of Jen¬ 
ny he could always find an acceptable sub¬ 
stitute for tho home comforts that a. practi¬ 
cal woman can alone supply. For awhile 
after James returned to College, he con¬ 
tinued to write to susan, but at length he 
ceased writing to her, and she felt herself 
to be dosertod. Mrs. Warner continued to 
be a firm friend to Susan, and wrote to her 
son, in tho hope that she could win him 
back before it should be too late. Had Jen¬ 
ny been the first choice of her son, Mrs. 
Warner would not have opposed the mar¬ 
riage, though she would have foreseen the 
discomforts that must arrive to a man with 
moderate means, from having a wife wholly 
ignorant of domestic affairs; she even now 
hoped that Jenny’s good sense would point 
out the proper course to pursue. 
James Warner at length obtained his di¬ 
ploma, married Jenny Carleton, settled in a 
neighboring village, and soon obtained a 
fair portion of tho public patronage. For a 
time all went well, and if the young Doctor 
occasionally thought, of Susan, it was only 
to compare her as a plain country girl, with 
tho boautiful, talented and courted Mrs. 
Warner. What a triumph for a poor young 
man to win such a bride. For awhile he 
was too happy to notice that his clothes 
wei’e suffered to fall into decay for want of 
the timely stitch his mother had always be¬ 
stowed on them, and would often shut his 
oyes to the fact that Jenny was deeply ab¬ 
sorbed in a book when the room and her 
dress might more properly have employed 
her attention—hoping inwardly that she 
would after a while learn to be a good house¬ 
keeper: for as the realities and business of 
life pressed upon him, he began to feel the 
want of those home comforts ho had hitherto 
enjoyed. It was rather an unpleasant greet¬ 
ing when he came home from an imperative 
call, wet and cold, to find his wife so ab¬ 
sorbed in a book that she had not discover¬ 
ed that the fire was all out. On such oc¬ 
casions she would hurry her “ maid of all 
work” to replenish the fire, and would launch 
off into such a strain of lively and interest¬ 
ing conversation that he would nearly for¬ 
get his physical discomforts. But James 
Warner’s was not a temper that would give 
up all his home comforts tamely; he had al¬ 
ways lived with females who were neither 
too delicate or too intellectual (if that word 
be admissible in such a connection) to work, 
and it must be acknowledged that he some¬ 
times asked in a petulant manner to have 
things done, oftimes implying a direct re¬ 
buke ; the hardest of all things to bear from 
those we dearly love, and the most likely to 
call forth a corresponding feeling and ex¬ 
pression. 
Time sped on, and two little boys lifted up 
their merry voices in the household of the 
FEKTILlZERS, 
P ERUVIAN GUANO,.$45 per ton. 
Super Phosphate of Lime,.2% cents per pound. 
Bone Sawings, or Meal,.$2,50 per barrel. 
Turnings and Crushed,.2,25 “ “ 
Pulverized Charcoal,.. 1,00 “ “ 
Plaster, Ground,.1,12K to 1,25 do. 
Potash Scrapings,. 3j4 to 4 cts. per lb. 
Sulphuric Acid.2>* to 2>^c. “ 
For sale at the State Agricultural Warehouse. 
LONGETT & GRIFFINfc, 
178w8. No. 25 Cliff Street, New York. 
Tom Moore says, in his Diary, “ In talk¬ 
ing of cheap living, Jekyll mentioned a man 
who told him his eating cost him almost 
nothingfor, on Sunday,” said he, “I 
always dine with an old friend, when I eat 
enough to last me until Wednesday, when I 
buy some tripe, which I hate like the devil, 
and which, accordingly makes me so sick 
that I cannot eat again until Sunday.” 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
GENESEE PAPER MILLS. 
C O-PARTNERSHIP NOTICE.—The subscribers hav¬ 
ing purchased the Genesee Paper Mills property, have 
this day formed a Co-partnership, under the name and 
firm of Adams, Huntington & to., for the purpose of 
Manufacturing Printing Paper, and dealing at wholesale 
and retail in all kinds of Paper Stock. Office and Ware¬ 
house, No. 93 State street. 
FRANCIS T. ADAMS, E. T. HUNTINGTON, 
WILLIAM A. ADAMS, ALVAII STRONG. 
ALBERT M. HASTINGS, D. D. T. MOORE. 
Rochester, April J5, 1853. 
“If there is among the artillery of Heaven, a bolt more 
red with vengeance than all the rest, it is reserved to blast 
the happiness of that man who dares to trifle with the holi¬ 
est affections of the confiding female heart.” 
To give a cluo to the characters alluded 
to in “ The Letter-Box,” I must go back a 
little in the history of James Warner, who 
was the only son of plain people, possessing 
little of this world’s goods, but rich in that 
far more valuable than money, good practi¬ 
cal common sense. Contrary to the usual 
practice in such cases, the “ only son ” was 
taught he had his way to mako in the world 
by his individual exertions, to which he was 
not at all averse. In pursuance of this ob¬ 
ject, ho taught a village school a part of the 
time to enable him to pursue his Collegiate 
studies. It was in this capacity that I first 
made his acquaintance, and was by him in¬ 
troduced to his mother, from whom I sub¬ 
sequently loarned some of the following in¬ 
cidents. 
Thp family of Mr. Hubbard, who was a 
respectable farmer and neighbor to the 
Warners, consisted of Mr. and Mrs. Hub¬ 
bard and their three daughters. The eldest, 
Susan, was not handsome, as heroines gen¬ 
erally are, but was simply a good-looking, 
bright, intelligent girl—thoughtful, amiable 
and industrious. These traits in her char¬ 
acter constituted her the favorite of James 
Warner from tho time they first went to tho 
same district school. In the long summer 
afternoons, they with her younger sisters, 
would go to the pastures to pick berries, 
whero Susan’s basket was sure to be full 
first of any; she, too, always knew whore 
the spring birds built their nests, and per¬ 
formed their labors of love. Perhaps, even 
then, in their iittlo hearts, they fancied 
themselves tho forest birds, gathering here 
and there a straw to build a snug little 
home for themselves. It would have been 
strange if, in the simplicity and purity of 
such a childhood, they had not become 
dearer to each other than all tho world 
besides. 
Years rolled on, and tho time at length 
arrived when James was to enter College, 
but not till the young people — with the 
approbation of their parents—were engaged 
to be married when James should be ready 
to enter on the duties of his profession, 
which he had decided should he that of a 
Physician. 
As the young people had never been long 
separated before, no wonder they felt tho 
loss of each other’s society keenly—but they 
belonged to the veritable matter-of-fact 
class of people, who seldom have time to 
sigh and sonnetize, so they wore content 
with writing to each other such letters as 
might tend to mutual improvement; though 
sufficiently tender, they were ihe 
The following is “ fearful,” besides being 
slightly original:—If a dog’s tale is kut awt 
intirely, would it interfear with his low cow 
motion ?” “ Answer—Not egzackiy — it 
mite not effect his carriage, but ’twould in¬ 
tirely stop his waggin. 
DAGUERREOTYFES. 
T HE Subscriber continues the business of Daguerreo- 
typiug, at his old stand in Chappell’s Block, 82 State-st. 
Grateful for past favors, lie will, as heretofore, adhere to 
the motto, that “whatever is worth doing at all, is worth 
doing well,”—trusting therein for a continuance of public 
patronage. Pictures copied, and all other work done in 
the highest style and finish known to the Art. 
Rochester, Jan., 1853. [162-oam] S. B. SMITH. 
The Woonsocket Patriot Editor makes 
merry over the mistake of a Shanghai hen 
of his, that has been “setting” for five 
weeks upon— two round stones and a piece 
of brick ! “ Her anxiety (quoth he) is no 
greater than ours to know what she will 
hatch. If it proves a brick-yard—that hen 
is not for sale.” 
Erection of Lightning Hods. 
T P. BERTHRONG & Co., offer their services to the 
j, public for this work. They assure their patrons 
that the work shall he carefully and faithfully done. The 
patronage already received demands their gratitude, and 
shall be fully merited in future. They will put up rods 
both in city and country. Orders may be left at 55 South 
Fitzhugli St., or at J. B‘. Dewey's Store, 61 Buffalo St. 
L. P. BERTHRONG & Co. 
Rochester, July 13, 1852. 133-tf 
Whenever 
sho was sure to repeat her rather free ren¬ 
dering of a certain passage of scripture ; 
which seemed to be the burthen of her 
prophecy. “ Just such measure as yo meas¬ 
ure to others, just so it will bo measured out 
to you in some way or another” —always 
laying particular emphasis on the last words. 
In the present state of his mind this reitera¬ 
tion was particularly annoying. 
After Mrs. Warner so far recovered as to 
be able to exercise in the open air, she fre¬ 
quently walked out to tho grave of little 
Allen, where she would sit hours so abstract¬ 
edly, that her husband gave orders to have 
her strictly watched, as she had shown other 
symptoms of aberration, and now he scarcely 
felt it to be right to leave her to attend to 
his patients. He was one day returning 
home when he mot “ Aunt Massy,” unusu¬ 
ally excitod; her eyes gleaming, she exclaim¬ 
ed—“ I always told you it would be measur¬ 
ed out to you again ; now hurry, home and 
see that pretty creature that cut out Susy 
Hubbard !” There was that in “ Aunt Mas- 
sv’s” manner that made him hurry home, 
where, to his horror, he found his wife dead ! 
—a suicide! 
Such troubles rarely kill men, neither do 
they often deprive them of their senses; and 
though Dr. Warren was a saddened man, he 
was not quite inconsolable. As soon as a 
proper respect for his deceased wife would 
allow, he began to look around for another 
to take her place by his side; and what so 
natural as that he should return to his first 
love, who was now the widow of Henry Der¬ 
by, whom Doctor Warner had attended in 
his last sickness a short time provious to the 
death of his own wife. Often when attend¬ 
ing Mr. Derby would the Doctor heave a 
sigh at the involuntary comparison between 
his own, and the happy, well-ordered home 
of Mr. Derby. No one was surprised when 
it was rumored that Doctor Warner had 
offered himself to Susan Derby, but some 
“Attemptthe end,and neverstandto doubt; 
Nothing’s so hard, but search will find it out. 
ONEY TO L.OAN on Bond and Mortgage, on im¬ 
proved farms. L. A. WARD, 
J9m6.] 36 State St., Rochester, N. Y. 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA, 
MOOEE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: 
A WEKKLY HOME JOURNAL, 
For both Country and Town Residents 
I am composed of 29 letters. 
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My 29,24, 9 is a kind of grain. 
My 23, 19,24,21,28 is a county in New York. 
My 1, 19, 21, 8,25, 12, 21 is a great publisher. 
My 23, 22, 3, 1, 13, 9, 6 was a great statesmen. 
My 27, 11, 1, 4, 2, 13, 14 caused great excite¬ 
ment. 
My 7, 20, 20, 7, 25, 7, 4 is one of the western 
States. 
My 10, 17, 26, 1 are valuable to man. 
My 15, 18,26 all are liable to do. 
My whole is what hundreds do with pleasure. 
Macedon, N. N. H * D * T - 
Answer next week. 
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Suuppose a person starts from a certain place on 
the globe, New York for instance, on Wednesday 
precisely at noon, and travels East with the sun 
round the globe, till he arrives at the point he 
started from. It is then twenty-four hours later 
than when he started. At what place on the 
globe was he first told that it was Thursday noon, 
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