MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YQ RKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
Blackwood's Magazine has pronour.ced the following 
poem to be “ the best lyric of the century.” This cer¬ 
tainly is a high, as well as a deserved compliment. It is 
the production of one of our countrymen, Capt. George 
W. Cutter, of Covington, Kentucky. 
THE SONG OF STEAM. 
When I saw an army upon the land, 
A navy upon the seas, 
Creeping along, a snail-like band, 
Or waiting the wayward breeze; 
When I saw the peasant faintly reel, 
At the toil which he faintly bore. 
As he turned away at the tardy wheel, 
Or tugged at the weary oar. 
When I measured the panting courser’s speed, 
The flight of the carrier dove, 
As they bore the law a King decreed, 
Or the lines of impatient love; 
I could but think how the world would feel 
As they were out-stripped afar, 
When I should be bound to the rushing keel, 
Or chained to the flying car ! 
Ha! ha! ha! They found me at last, 
They invited me forth at length; 
And I rushed to rny throne with a thunder blast 
And laughed in my iron strength 1 
Oh ! then you saw a wondrous cliange 
On the earth and ocean wide; 
Where now my fiery aimies range; 
Nor wait for wind or tide. 
Hurrah! hurrah 1 the wafer o'er 
The mountains steep decline; 
Time—space have yielded to my power— 
The world—the world is mine 1 
The giant steam of the queenly west. 
And the orient floods divine. 
The ocean pales where'er I sweep, 
To hear my strength rejoice, 
And monsters of the briny deep 
Cower trembling at my voice. 
I carry the wealth and the lord of earth, 
The thoughts of the god-like mind, 
The wind lags after my going forth, 
The lightning is left behind. 
In the darksome depths of the fathomless mine, 
My tireless arm doth play, 
Where the rocks ne'er saw the sun decline, 
Or the dawn of the glorious day; 
I bring earth’s glittering jewels up, 
From the hidden case below, 
And I make the fountain’s granite cup 
With a crystal gush o'erflow. 
I blow the bellows, I forge the steel, 
In all the shops of trade; 
I hammer the ore, and turn the wheel, 
Where my arms of strength are made; 
I manage the furnace, the mill, the mint, 
1 carry, I spin, I weav'e, 
And all my doings I put in print 
On every morn and eve. 
I've no muscles to weary, no breast to decay, 
No bones to be “ laid on the shelf,” 
And soon I intend you may “ go to play” 
While I manage the world myself: 
But harness me down with your iron bands, 
Be sure of your curb and rein. 
For I scorn the strength of your puny hands, 
As lha tempest scorns a chain. 
FOUR CHAPTERS OF A WHITE LIE. 
Chapter First. 
“How unfortunate ! Mamma writes me 
that she cannot find her emerald bracelet, 
Now I don’t dare tell that I have lost it, as 
you remember I did, returning from Mrs. 
Lacy’s party. It is the last gift of my fath¬ 
er, and very valuable. I’m sure I don’t 
know what to do.” And Lena Atloy threw 
the letter impatiently down. 
“ It’s well you are here in New York,” re¬ 
plied her queenly cousin, shaking the heavy 
curls from her shoulders, as she looked up 
unwillingly from hor book—“what does 
aunt say ?” 
“ She wishes to know if by mistake I could 
have brought it on, or if I remember when 
I last saw it, and where ?” 
“ Easily answered, little simpleton. Just 
tell, in a general way, that you wonder at 
her for thinking you so cai’eless as to bring 
it hero, and say that before you went to the 
party, you saw it fastened to the toilet cush¬ 
ion in her room—you know you drossod 
there.” 
“ But won’t that bo a falsehood, almost ?” 
urged Lena timidly. 
“ A fiddlestick, you little puritan; where’s 
the lie ? You haven’t brought it to Now 
York, have you ? You did see it on your 
mother’s toilet table didn't you ? You must 
learn to distinguish between a prudent way 
of getting over a matter, and sheer false¬ 
hood, you little country bit of perfection.” 
Lena seemed satisfied—she could not 
brook the sneer of her beautiful cousin— ! 
nor could she bear the term puritanical, 
which her fashionable Now York relatives 
styled her acts of conscience. The letter 
was written, sealed, and sent; but that night, 
in the midst of splendid throngs, Lena’s 
heart boat with shame for the deed at which 
conscience rebelled. 
you have takon it—find it—return it to mo, 
and I will forgive you.” 
“ Oh! Mrs. Atlev, indeed, I don’t know 
any thing about it,” exclaimed the girl, be¬ 
ginning to wring her hands with a look ot 
terror ; “ I never was a thief—mother will 
tell you that. She brought mo up to the 
Sunday School and good things. I’d sooner 
spill my heart’s blood than touch it. O.! 
now indeed I remember. It seems as if 
Miss Lena had it;” repeated the girl, trem¬ 
bling so she could hardly stand upright.— 
“ I Jo think—I believo I saw it on her arm; 
ves. I am sure Miss Lena must have taken 
it to wear to the party.” 
“That is the coolest impudence I have 
heard yet,” exclaimed Mrs. Atley, her lips 
quivering with passion; “I might have for¬ 
given you had you been candid and told the 
truth. But the charges you mako against 
my daughter—the soul of candor Itself— 
place you entirely out of the reach of my 
sympathy. I am astonished ! confounded 
at your duplicity, and really no less than 
convinced by your manner. No honest girl 
would blush and stammer and then turn 
pale—or turn her guilt upon another. I 
shall dismiss you if you do not restoro the 
bracelet I heard you speak of it, I saw 
you look at it that evening; but tho thought 
never entered my mind that you would steal. 
If I do not get the bracelet soon, very soon, 
I shall write to William Harmon, and do 
you think ho will marry you when he hears 
that you havo been suspected as a thief:— 
You may tako to-morrow to restore me my 
property—you know I do as I say.” 
With a cheek as white as any corpse, and 
a wild light in her glazed eyes, Mary tot¬ 
tered from tho room, felt her way along the 
entry (for darkness seemed to have fallen 
upon her) up the stairs, into her own little 
chamber. There, falling headlong on tho 
floor, sho laid in silent, bitter agony. Her 
spirit was almost broken. Where now were 
all her happy dreams ? Dashed like a tem¬ 
ple by some strong wind—their ruins chok¬ 
ed up her heart. The long sunny road was 
darkened. Tho little cottage with its hon- 
eysukle, its garden, its fruit trees, struck by 
pitiless lightning. The priest and the altar, 
tho manly form of William, with his honest, 
dark eyes—shut from her guileless thought 
by tho cloud of doubt, of horrid accusation. 
Visions of officers, and jails, and witnesses, 
and disgrace, floated before her. 
For a long time sho laid there; but at 
length, slowly rising, her brain beating with 
a dull, hoavy throb, she clasped her hands, 
and broke into the wildest grief. 
“ I'll never go home—it’ll kill mother !— 
The little children shall never think they 
had a thief for a sister ; and as for William 
—God help me ! wo were going to bo mar¬ 
ried so soon—and I was so happy; but I 
can’t meet bis eyo now—I can’t prove any¬ 
thing—I was in tho dressing room; I did 
ask Miss Lena what did tho pretty thing 
cost, and when sho said fivo hundred dollars, 
I did say ‘Oh how nice it would be to have 
all that money.’ O, I’m ruined—I’m ruin¬ 
ed ! Mother, did I leave homo for this ?” 
Away, in the dark night, has that poor 
girl gone—tho burden of suspicion crushing 
her life out. On, on she hurries—sho so 
fearful of the dark—sho who had nursed a 
hundred idle little superstitions of ghosts 
and fairies. Night with its cloudy arms, 
welcomes her now, and covors her innocent 
shame from tho sight of oven inanimate 
things by tho wayside. 
The evil counsellor kept silence. She 
dared not reply when charged with tempt¬ 
ing her to wear the bracelet, and then to 
cover her fault. In an hour Lena was ready 
and on her way homo. Early in tho morn¬ 
ing she was driving rapidly through thick 
woods. Tho sun slept red and warm on the 
wayside flowers. The birds sang as if they 
were singing the first jubilee song of crea¬ 
tion. Everything seemed happy and holy 
but that one young heart. 
She had reached within a mile of hor 
mother’s house, when a haggard faco passed 
close by tho carriage. She knew it. It 
was poor Mary’s lover; and a deathly faint¬ 
ness dimmed her vision as, on looking back 
sho saw him crouching forward and beat¬ 
ing his forehead, as if in great agony and 
utter despair. 
Other voices were heard, and the tramp 
of many feet. And they boro, near the car¬ 
riage that slacked in speed as the mourn¬ 
ful group passed by, a limp, dead body. It 
was poor Mary; she had perished in the 
woods, a victim to angry suspicion, and a 
“ harmless white lie.” 
Chapter Second- 
“Mary, come here; I want to see you 
aloue a moment;” and Mrs. Atley entered 
her dressing-room, followed by her hand¬ 
some, innocent looking little chambermaid. 
“ Mary, I havo lost my emerald bracelet,” 
she said firmly, when she had seated herself. 
“ I want to know if you remember seeing it ?” 
Mary turned pale; she was extremely 
timid, and the thought that sho might bo 
even suspected, frightened her exceedingly. 
When sho answered her voice trembled. 
“ Indeed, ma’m, I don’t think I’ve seen if 
at all.” 
“ But, Mary,” and tho tone grew sterner, 
“Lena writes that the last time sho saw it, 
it was in this room, on last Wednesday week. 
That night I left you here alone. I am posi¬ 
tive that no one but yourself has since been 
in. I missed it that very night—tell mo if 
Chapter Third. 
Mrs. Lacy’s compliments, ma’am; and 
here is tho bracelet Miss Lena wore. She 
heard she had lost it, ma’am, but hadn’t no 
idea it was in her house—but it got dropped 
between the cushions on the sofa, sho ex¬ 
pects, and she’s very glad she’s found it, 
ma’am, for Miss Lena felt so bad.” 
“ That poor child,” was Mrs. Atley’s first 
exclamation as sho took tho parcel mechan¬ 
ically, and returning to her room, placed it 
on hor toilet table ; “ I’ve almost brokon her 
heart, I have sent her away despairing, and 
shall never forgive myself.” 
And had hor own daughter deceived her 
thus ? Tho thought was death to her fond 
hopes. Sho throw the bauble on her dress¬ 
ing table ; and sat down, overwhelmed with 
distress. Her first thought was to write to 
Lena, hor second to inform poor Mary by 
lettor, as speedily as possible, and sho had 
just seated herself for the latter purpose, 
when a hurried knock startled her, and a 
pale woman stood before hor exclaiming 
with a startling voice and manner—“ Mrs. 
Atley, whoro have you sent my child ? For 
God’s sake, where have you sent my child ? 
I hoard nothing from her,—I came to see it 
sho was sick, and tho servants tell me that 
she is gone— gone ivhere ? Tell me, or I 
shall go crazy !” 
Her distress was fearful, when sho had 
listened to Mrs. Alley's broken words of self 
accusation. “ Where shall I go ? where 
shall I find my poor child ? Oh, Mrs. At- 
loy, I hold you responsible for the life of 
my poor girl. And she had such a dread 
of tho jail—and sho hadn’t any courage at 
all! Where shall I find my poor child ?— 
Oh, Mary, where are you this hour ?” 
It is a fearful thing to charge tho inno¬ 
cent unjustly—to listen not to tho prayers 
of tho helpless—to judge with harshness 
those who havo none to plead their cause. 
Chapter Fourth- 
“ Why, Lena, you look like a ghost. An 
hour ago your cheeks were red as roses.— 
What is the matter, my petite cousin ?” 
Lena said nothing ; and her faco assumed 
a deadlier hue, as she pointed to a single 
paragraph. 
“ I have found the bracelet ; but I fear its 
loss and your deception have caused the 
death of poor Mary Gree. Nobody knows 
where sho is; wo have been searching for her 
two days, and have come to tho conclusion 
that sh*e has destroyed her life through fear 
and too groat sensitiveness. My child, what 
an awful lesson is this !” 
AN HEIRESS FOR A SIXPENCE. 
AN EXTRAORDINARY MAN. 
©lit n \i lmim\ 
FRUIT AND ORNAMENTAL, TREES, Ac. 
I ll IE Subscribers have the pleasure of announcing an 
immense slock of trees, &.C., for the Autumn trade, 
POWERFUL REASONING. 
A beautiful young heiress had become 
so disgusted with the flattering set of soft- 
pated, pomatum-haired, moustache-lipped, 
strongly perfumed suitors for her hand, that 
she shut herself out from the fashionable (?) 
world; turned all her property into mon¬ 
ey ; deposited it all in banks; donned a 
cheap wardrobe; put on a mask, and thus 
went, pedestrian-like, through tho city in 
which sho had hitherto moved with so much 
display and magnificence. Sho asked alms 
of those who of lato had knelt at her feot, 
and sued for her hand. 
They knew her not, and casting a look of 
scorn upon her veiled face, and coarse ward¬ 
robe, hade her “ begone !” Sho entered tho 
country—here she met with derision and 
scorn. A few kind-hearted people, it is 
true, bestowed aid; but these were of tho 
poorer class, who had hard work to procure 
their own daily bread; but they could not 
turn a fellow creature hungry from their 
door, and therefore gave a small pittance 
from their scanty store. 
Ono summer’s day a largo company met 
on-Beach. They wero mostly from 
At a young men’s debating society, some¬ 
where down in Indiana, the question for dis¬ 
cussion was, “Which is tho greatest evil, a 
scolding wife or a smoky chimney.” After 
tho appointed disputants had concluded tho 
debate, a spectator aroso and begged the 
privilege of “ making a few remarks on the 
occasion.” Permission being granted, he 
delivered himself in this way : 
“ Mr. President, I’ve been almost mad 
a listening to tho debates of these ’ere 
youngsters. They don’t know nothing at 
all abont the subject. What do they know 
about the evils of a scolding wife ? Wait 
till thoy have had one for twenty years, and 
been hammered and jammed, and slammed, 
all the while; and wait till they havo been 
scolded because tho baby cried, because tho 
firo wouldn’t burn, becauso the oven was too 
hot,because tho cow kicked over tho milk, be¬ 
cause it rained, becauso tho sun shined, be¬ 
cause the butter wouldn’t come, because 
tho old cat had kittens, because they came 
too soon for dinner, becauso they were a 
minute too late, because they sung, bocause 
they tore their trowsers, becauso thoy invi- 
ed women to call again, becauso they got 
got sick, or becauso they did anything else, 
no matter whether thoy couldn’t help it 
or not, or becauso thoy didn’t do something 
else, no matter whether thoy could or not, 
beforo they talk about tho ovils of a scold¬ 
ing wife; why, Mr. President, I’d rather 
hear the clatter of stones and hammers on 
twenty tin pans and nine brass kettles, than 
the din, din, of tho scolding wife. Yes 
sir-reo, I would ; to my mind, Mr. President, 
a smoky chimney is no more to bo compar- 
to a scolding wife, than a little niggor to a 
dark night.” 
JL immense slock of trees, &c., for the Autumn trade, 
embracing 
Standard Trees for Orchards. 
Dwarf and Pyramidal Trees for Gardens. 
Ornamental Tress for streets, parks and pleasure 
grounds. 
Rare and beautiful lawn Trees. 
New and Rare Weeping Trees. 
Evers' een Trees, embracing the rarest species of 
Pines, Kirs. Spruces, Yews, Cedars, Junipers, &c. 
Hardy Flowering Shrubs. 
R ses, °f all classes and embracing the newest and 
best sorts. 
Dahlias, Die finest English prize sorts. 
Chrysanthemums, including the finest of the new 
pompone varieties. 
Phloxes, and Peonies, superb collections. 
Bedding Plants, a complete assortment. 
Bulbous Roots, just imported from Holland and of the 
first quality. 
Hedge Plants. 
Bex Edging'. 
Rhubarb. Asparagus, &c, &c. 
The favorable season has given everything a vigorous 
and fine growth. 
All orders, whether for large or small quantities, exe¬ 
cuted with the greatest care aud in strict compliance with 
the wishes of the purchaser. 
Packing done in the most secure and skillful manner, so 
that parcels can be transmitted thousands of miles with 
safety. 
Nurserymen and dealers in trees will be supplied on the 
most reasonable terms. The following Catalogues are 
sent'gratis and pre-paid to all who apply aud enclose one 
postage stamp for each. No, 1. Descriptive Catalogue of 
Fruits. No. 2. Descriptive Catalogue of Ornamental Trees, 
Sec. No. 3, Descriptive Catalogue of Dahlias, Greenhouse 
Plants, &c. No. 4, Wholesale Catalogue. 
ELLWANGER & BARRY, 
Mount Hope Nurseries, Rochester, N. Y. 
Sept. 1,1853. 191 -3t 
FRANKLIN ON SPELLING. 
tho city. The distinguished heiress, from 
some causo or other, had wandered there.— 
Sho asked alms of one or two, termed “ up¬ 
per tens.” They spoke tauntingly, but gave 
nothing. What they had said had been 
heard by quite a number of their company. 
Most of them laughed, or looked as if thoy 
“ served her right!” Tho beggar woman 
turned about, and was walking sadly away, 
when a well-looking gentleman stepped for¬ 
ward, and catching hold of her arm thus 
spoke : 
“ Stay ! my good woman—tell mo what 
you want ?” 
She replied, in a low trembling tone, “ I 
want a sixpence— only a sixpence!” 
“ You shall havo ten times that amount. 
Here,” he added, drawing from his pocket 
an eagle, and placing it in tho gloved hand, 
of the woman, “ take this; if this is not 
enough, I will givo you another.” 
The heiress returned the eagle exclaiming. 
“ I want a sixpence—only a sixpence I” 
Seeing that she could not bo made to 
take tho coin, tho gentleman drew forth a 
sixpence and gavo it to tho stranger being 
besido him who, after thanking the gener¬ 
ous donor, walked slowly away. After be¬ 
ing laughed at for so doing by his comrades, 
ho set out in pursuit of tho beggar woman 
saying: 
“ Perhaps she is an heiress—or an angel in 
disguise. I mean to ascertain.” 
Not that he thought this. He wished to 
show his indifference to what his comrades 
had said, besides satisfying himself about 
the strange female, whom he had aided.— 
Ho soon overtook her and thus spoke : 
“ Pardon me, madam, for pursuing you; I 
would know more about you.” 
As tho speaker ceased, tho mask dropped 
from tho face of the female, and tho beauti¬ 
ful heiress was portrayed beforo tho aston¬ 
ished gentleman. 
That they were afterwards married, tho 
reader has already imagined, for tho heiress 
usod this moans of procuring a worthy hus¬ 
band, and tho generous gentleman had long 
been looking for “an angel in disguiso.” 
Tho happy husband is often heard to say, 
that ho “ got an heiress for a sixponco.” 
Dr. Franklin says in one of his letters:— 
“You need not be concerned in writing to 
mo about \our bad spoiling; it is genorally 
tho best, as conforming to the sound of the 
letters. To givo you an instance, a gentle¬ 
man received a letter, in which were those 
words :—‘Not finding Brow at horn I deliv¬ 
ered your messeg to his yf’ The gentle¬ 
man called his wife to help him read it.— 
Betwoen them they picked out all but the 
yf, which they could not understand. Tho 
"lady proposed calling hor chambermaid, be¬ 
cause ‘ Betty,’ says she, ‘ has the best knack 
of reading bad spelling of any ono I know.’ 
Betty came, and was surprised that neither 
of them could toll what yf was. ‘Why’ 
says sho, ‘ yf spells wife—what else can it 
spell ?’ And indeed, it is much bettor, as 
well as a shorter method than doubleyou i, 
f e, which in roality spells double-ici fey.” 
A DEFINITE WITNESS. 
Brains and Digestion.— Tho question, 
“ Why printers did not succeed as well as 
brewers ?” was thus answered. Because 
printers work for tho head, and brewers for 
the stomach, and where twenty men havo 
stomachs, but one has brains. 
mtt!/s Corner. 
David Wilson, an old Revolutionary sol¬ 
dier, and native of New Jersey, died, after 
a short illness, in Dearborn county, Indiana, 
aged one hundred and sevon years, two 
months, and ton days. Ho had at different 
periods of his life, fivo wives, and at tho time 
of his death, was tho father of forty-sovon 
children ! While residing in Pennsylvania, 
near the old Redstone Fort, his wife gave 
birth to fivo children in eleven months !— 
This extraordinary man when in his one 
hundred and fourth year, mowed ono week 
for Esq. Pendleton, of Hamilton, county, 
Ohio, about two miles from Cincinnati, du¬ 
ring which he cut ono acre per day of hoavy 
timothy grass. He was about fivo foot six 
inches in height. His frame was not sup¬ 
ported by ribs, as the frames of ordinary 
men are, but an apparently solid sheet of 
bone supplied their place. Ho could hold 
up his hands in a vertical position, and re¬ 
ceive a blow from the fist of a powerful man, 
on the latoral portion of his body, without 
inconvenience. He served throughout tho 
entire Revolution, under Gen. Washington ; 
was in most of the Indian wars since, and 
was tho companion of Marion and Rodgers, 
as well as many other distinguished pioneors 
of our Western and Southern wilds. Our 
readers may rost assured that this statement 
is correct, as we received it from Mr. Alex¬ 
ander Wilson, of North Madison, who is the 
forty-fifth child of the subject of this para¬ 
graph.— Madison (la) Banner . 
“Attemptthe end,aud never stand to doubt; 
Nothing's so hard, but search will find it out." 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
I am composed of eighteen letters. 
My 1, 10, 8, 8, 2, 9, 7 is a city in New York. 
My 16, 5, 1, 2, 11, 13 is the capital of one of the 
United States. 
My 1, 7, 14, 3, 7, 17 is a city in Massachusetts. 
My 15, 7, 11, 12, 7, 17 is a city in England. 
My 6, 5, 9, 18, 11 is a girls’ name. 
My 9, 16, 12, 13 is what girls are often called. 
My 8, 16, 11, 17, 13 is a girls’ name. 
Ny 4, 6, 16 is an article in great use. 
My 14, 16, 5 is a nickname. 
My 1, 2, 14, 14 is a kind of fish. 
My 15, 2, 11, 18 is a narrow passage. 
My 8, 5, 10, 3, 6 is a musical instrument 
My 1 , 6, 18, is a very useful insect. 
My 18, 13, 6 is a very useful member. 
My 11, 7, 14, 18 is a part of the face. 
My 14, 10, 17, 12, 2, 13 is a day of the week. 
My whole is 
Where fierce carnage was done, 
And bloody glory won. i. s. w. 
{[^“Answer next week. 
ANSWER TO ENIGMA, &c„ IN NO. 36. 
Answer to Enigma— Wind. 
N. Y. State Agricultural College. 
An inquisitivo lawyer, famous for exam¬ 
ining witnesses, had a nice old gentleman, 
and witty withal, upon tho stand, question¬ 
ing him upon his ability to loan monoy and 
give crodit, resorting to all sorts of inter¬ 
rogatories to draw from him a statement of 
the amount of his property and in what it 
consisted—in fact how much he was worth. 
The old gentleman considering tho ques¬ 
tions rather impudent, for he was quite 
wealthy, answered that ho had a wife, he al¬ 
ways called her doar—a boy and girl that 
he would not sell for any monoy—a mort¬ 
gage on two cows down oast—a nico litter 
of pigs and the mother of the same—a bar¬ 
rel of cider that nevor saw daylight, and “a 
puppy that knows more than you do, for 
which I havo been offered twenty-five dol¬ 
lars !”— Boston Post. 
This Institution was chartered by tbe Legisla¬ 
ture of the State of New York, for the purpose of pre¬ 
senting to Agriculturists the means for acquiring a 
knowledge of the Arts and Sciences appropriate to their 
vocation ; to prepare Students for practical, active Jalior, 
by training the mind in a system which shall inculcate an 
intimate acquaintance with the sciences essential to agri¬ 
cultural success. 
To insure the development of principles and their ap¬ 
plication to tlie soil, tho Legislature lias required the pur¬ 
chase of not less than three hundred acres of land. 
The Trustees, having accepted tlie trust confided to 
them by the Legislature, organized the State Agricultural 
College, by the following appointments: 
JOHN DELAFIELD, President of the College. 
IIon. JOHN A. KING, Cli'n of the Board of Trustees. 
JOEL W. BACON, Secretary. 
N. B. KIDDER, Treasurer. 
At a meeting of the Board, on the 4th of June, a Re¬ 
port was presented by B. P. Johnson, from a Special 
Committee, on the Location of tlie College, declaring 
"that after an examination of the Oaklands Farm in Sen¬ 
eca County, they are entirely satisfied that the price asked 
for it, is its fair value in the market, for farming purposes; 
that it is, by previous preparation, by position and variety 
of soil, in every respect adapted to tlie objects of tlie Insti¬ 
tution; that the title is perfect, and recommend that the 
chain of title be entered at lurge on the minutes of tlie 
Board," &c. This farm is situated midway between 
the market towns of Waterloo ami Geneva, and in full 
view of the Seneca Lake, and overlooking the vil.nge of 
Geneva; elevated about 125 feet above the lake, it is free 
from causes disturbing health ; its soil variesfrom astrong 
clay to a sandy loam, presenting varieties sufficient for 
testing by experiment every doubtful question in relation 
to soils, and to exhibit the most approved system of culti¬ 
vation. 
The Trustees are prepared to receive from Farmers and 
friends of agriculture, proposals for the Capital Stock of 
the Institution, which will be distributed in shares of fifty 
dollars each, payable 
111 per cent on Subscribing. 
40 “ 1st July. 
50 “ 1st October. 
The Trustees may he addressed (post-paid) at their re¬ 
spective residences, as follows : 
Hon. John A. King, Jamaica, Queens County. 
Hk.nry Wager, Westernville, Oneida “ 
B. P. Johnson. Agricultural Rooms, Albany. 
Wm. Kelly, Rhincbeck, Duchess Co. 
N. B. Kidder, Geneva, Ontario Co. 
Joel W. Bacon, Waterloo, Seneca Co. 
Tallmadge Delafield, Geneva, Ontario Co. 
Wm. Buel, Rochester, Monroe Co. 
John Delafield, Oaklands, Seneca Co. 
The Officers of the College will endeavor to present 
subscription books in each County, that the College, so 
entirely agricultural and peculiarly the Farmer's institu¬ 
tion, may find its support widely diffused throughout tho 
State. 
The President will, upon application to him, give all 
needful information in relation to the ordinances, rules 
and regulations of the College, and the courses of instruc¬ 
tion to be pursued. 
By order of the Board of Trustees, 
JOEL W. BACON, Secretary. 
CLOVER STREET SEMINARY. 
rjMIE Fall Term of this Institution will commence Sept. 
X 12th, and continue 15 weeks. After a vacation of tho 
Holidays there will be another term of 15 weeks, closed by 
tlie Annual Examination. 
Terms.— Prices for board, room rent, furniture, fuel, 
washing and tuition in tho common branches, $45,OH per 
term. Students are expected to furnish their own lights 
and table napkins. 
Pupils expecting to join the Teacher’s Class must enter 
the first week of the term, to ensure tlie payment of their 
tuition bills by the State. Circulars may be found at 
Wanzkr & Co.’s, 24 Buffalo street, Rochester. 
J. II. COGSWELL, 
191-4t Secretary of Board of Trustees. 
MOORE'S RURAL NEW-YORKER: 
A WEEKLY HOME JOURNAL, 
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