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MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
JAN. 1! 
HUwin 
Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
THE SEEMING. 
“ Jf every one’s internal care 
Were written on his hrow 
How many would our pity share, 
Who have our envy now." 
From deep recesses of the human heart, 
Man bids all base intruders to depart; 
So, vain thy strife to enter at the door — 
Be sure those depths thou never canst explore. 
Appearances will load thee oft astray, 
And blindly trusting thou wilt lose thy way. 
Though man may often frank and open seem, 
Presume not even for an hour to deem 
That he to thee will all his heart disclose— 
His dearest joys and all his wildest woes. 
Nature has secrets which she will conceal, 
And such in vain thou seekest to reveal. 
Pride finds a dwelling place within each breast, 
And grief will prey long ere it be confessed. 
A gay exterior will blind thine eyes 
When sorrow fain would vent itself in sighs. 
But when in secret, from the world withdrawn— 
When all the wise and curious are gone, 
When none is near to question or deride, 
The robe of seeming then is thrown aside. 
Here all is change—here pleasure quickly ends— 
To-day are foes who yesterday were friends. 
Nought of stability can here be found— 
Decay is writ on everything around. 
The one whose smile illumes our deepest gloom, 
To-morrow may be shrouded for the tomb. 
Yes, such as this is our mysterious life, 
Like shade and sunshine in perpetual strife. 
0, who could witness changes such as these 
And still remain unmoved and quite at ease ? 
Mankind null mourn the noble and the true, 
And o’er their grave shed tears like summer dew, 
Though in the world, the mourners none can tell, 
In secret will those-heaving bosoms swell. 
“ Man is deceitful,” though ’tis hard to own ; 
Beneath those smiles may dwell a heart of stone, 
While ’neath a frown which thou canst not divine, 
May throb a heart as warm, as true as thine. 
Nature is much the same in all the race, 
But all things can’t be read upon the face. 
And where thou thinkest innocence doth dwell, 
May lurk some demon of the deepest hell. 
Kalamazoo, Mich., Dec., 1855. Azalia Ermione. 
fife’s iessflM, 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
TELESCOPIC PHILANTHROPY; 
OR, JOEL SHELDON’S MISSION. 
BY EDWARD WEBSTER. 
[Continued.] 
The country, and especially the South, was at 
this time particularly interested in the subject 
of the Cuban revolution. Lopez, himself a po¬ 
litical refugee from the island, was in the States^ 
and, it is undoubtedly true, was sincerely and 
patriotically devoted to the emancipation of that 
fair domain from the iron rule of a military aud 
ecclesiastical despotism. Ho brought to bear 
upon the warm sympathies and lively tempera¬ 
ments of “young America,” all the energies of 
an active mind, and pointed out to them the 
miseries of the Creole population, ground down 
beneath the heel of an irresponsible power ; the 
bayonet usurping the place of the ballot-box, 
the Legislature doing its work for them while, 
sitting at Madrid, three thousand miles away 
over the sea, a foreign judge holding in his hand 
the scales of justice, and a hungry and rapacious 
set of officers, both civil and military, “harass¬ 
ing the people and eating out their substance.” 
Cuba, he said, had a right to her independence ; 
surrounded as she was by the sea, and contigu¬ 
ous to no other portion of the Spanish dominion, 
it was an unnatural and tyrannous connection, 
in which the mother country got everything* 
and the island nothing. The people groaned 
under her oppressions, and the island, like ripen¬ 
ed fruit, was ready to fell into the first hand 
stretched forth to receive it. W ealth and honour 
awaited those brave men who would volunteer 
to become her champions. 
Under these specious and generally honestly 
entertained opinions, a secret Cuban Junta was 
formed, having for its object the emancipation 
of the island from the Spanish yoke. The ram¬ 
ifications of this society extended throughout all 
the Southern cities, and agents and sympathiz¬ 
ers were to be met throughout the entire Union. 
Bonds Avere issued and sold on change, payable 
when Cuba should he disenthralled, and stand 
forth either as an independent nation, or come 
into the Union as a fair and new-born sister in 
the galaxy of States. Many young men enrolled 
themselves under the banners of the junta, some 
moved by a spirit of adventure solely, while 
others were fired with enthusiasm at the idea of 
succoring the oppressed, or extending the area 
of freedom and self-government. Telescopic 
philanthropy was doing its work, and acting as 
a powerful agent in the recruiting service. Un¬ 
lawful in its inception, and violating our neu¬ 
trality laws in every step of its progress, the 
movement had to he carried on under cover, 
and of course at a great disadvantage. The 
vigilant eyes of the United States Marshals had 
to be blinded, or the expedition would have 
been nipped in the bud by an inexorable em¬ 
bargo laid upon the steamer that had been 
chartered to carry out the adventurers. Under 
these circumstances, neither men nor munitions 
could be obtained to the extent desired, nor 
could the necessary preparations he made in 
matters of vital importance to the success of the 
expedition. So far as possible, however, these 
defects were remedied, and, buoyant with high 
anticipations, the adventurers set sail. 
Strange as it may seem, Joel Sheldon was a 
volunteer. He had become infected with the 
telescopic philanthropy of the people with whom 
he had recently been sojourning, and forgotten 
his own. The frank, open generosity of the 
Southern character, had captivated his fancy, 
and, going the usual length of new-made friends, 
he lost sight of faults and errors in over-estima¬ 
tion of their virtues. He too, like them, was 
taken captive Avith the glorious idea of succoring 
an oppressed people, and it is possible that the 
idea of securing an honorable position in a new 
and rising State, in case of success, may have 
mingled in his dreams. Behold him, then, en¬ 
listed under the banner of Lopez, and enrolled 
as a non-commissioned officer in Crittenden’s 
ill-fated corps. The expedition, being illy pro¬ 
vided Avith charts and nautical instruments, and 
steering a circuitous route through fear of falling 
in with two or three United States vessels-of- 
war, Avhich a suspicion of the movement on foot 
had caused to be set on the Avatch to intercept 
their progress, partially lost its Avay ; and con¬ 
sequently was delayed several days upon the 
passage. A fatal delay it proved to them, for 
the Spanish Consul at N T ew Orleans despatched 
a fast-sailing steamer to Havana, apprising Gov¬ 
ernor-General Concha of the invasion, and warn- 
ing him to put the island in a proper state of 
defence. The formidable Moro Castle was there¬ 
fore speedily bristling Avitb cannon, and the roll 
of the drum and the fierce note of the trumpet 
were heard upon the plaza mustering the sol¬ 
diery to arms. The good and faithful subjects 
of Her Most Catholic Majesty Avere warned by 
proclamation, under the pains and penalties of 
treason, not to afford the pirates any aid or in¬ 
formation, but on the other hand, to give the 
government at Havana the earliest possible no¬ 
tice of their landing. 
The expeditionists in the mean time, under a 
proper dread of the guns of the Moro, Avhich 
were sufficient to sink in a moment the largest 
vessel afloat, resolved to steer clear of Havana, 
and land at a small harbor thirty miles distant, 
at Avhich point, from representations made by 
emissaries of the revolutionists on the island, 
they were led to belieA r e a strong reinforcement 
of Creoles, fully armed, would stand ready to 
Avelcome them as deliverers, and hasten to join 
hands in wiping out the last vestige of Spanish 
dominion upon the soil of America. Owing* 
however, to the reasons stated, and to an uncer¬ 
tain knowledge of the hydrography of the coast, 
the steamer missed the harbor, and stood away 
still further from the Capital, in search of the 
place of landing, until, wearied Avith the vain 
endeavor, and aware of the pressing necessity of 
a rapid movement on shore, the anchor Avas 
dropped, and the disembarkation commenced in 
boats. A whole day of precious time to men 
whose fate hung suspended in the balance, was 
necessarily consumed, and even at night-fall 
the light field pieces and the military stores 
Avere still on board. Lopez and Crittenden 
therefore advanced next morning at the early 
dawn Avith a hundred men, leaving the balance 
of their command to follow Avith the artillery 
and stores. No enthusiastic shouts of an excited 
people hailing their deliverers met them on the 
way; no bands of armed Creoles, breathing 
death to tyrants and success to revolution, greet¬ 
ed their approach; no preparations for provis¬ 
ioning and quartering the new allies were any¬ 
where to be seen ; and the few miserable inhab¬ 
itants fallen in with, eyed them askance and 
suspiciously, as they Avould have done beasts of 
prey prowling around the precincts of the sheep- 
fold. But the final step had been taken, and 
from whicli there was no retreat. The leaders 
had chartered the steamer only to bring them 
out, and ere they could reach the coast again she 
Avould have her cargo all discharged, and herself 
be hastening as fast as possible aAvay from this 
dangerous cruising ground of the Spanish war 
steamer Pizarro. 
Ho intelligent man, however, could shut his 
eyes to the desperate position in which they 
were placed, in case the sentiments of the 
islanders had been misrepresented; for what 
could they, a mere handful of men, do in the 
midst of a million hostile people ? It Avould not 
do to indulge in such reflections, hoAvever, for 
the only alternative now left them was to con¬ 
quer or die ; so they pushed on through a dense 
and luxuriant growth of tropical forest, cutting 
and breaking their way as best they might, in 
the hope of soon reaching the open and cultiva¬ 
ted country. It was at the close of the day, 
that, after incredible fatigues and hardships, 
they reached a small collection of houses, scarce¬ 
ly sufficient to he called a village, and claimed 
the hospitality of the inhabitants. The number 
and bearing of the neAV comers awed the people 
into submission, and what was demanded was 
finally furnished; hut it was evidently done 
under constraint, rather than as a voluntary and 
cheerful contribution. 
After refreshing themselves, and posting sen¬ 
tries to guard against surprise, the adventurers, 
weary and exhausted, sunk into slumber upon 
their weapons—from which they Avere aroused at 
the early dawn by the cry of —“ To Arms! To 
Arms!” Springing to their feet, and looking in 
the direction pointed out, they perceived a body 
of Spanish Infantry, more than double their 
own number, rapidly approaching across the 
plains. The idea of retreat was out of the 
question,—so throwing themselves into a stone 
house from Avhich the occupant had hastily re¬ 
moved, they calmly awaited the approach of the 
enemy. Precaution was taken, however, to send 
hack upon their own track a scouting party, to 
notify their companions in arms of their peril¬ 
ous position, and to urge on the reinforcements; 
but as the scouts were never heard of after - 
Avards, it is probable they were ensnared and 
murdered on the way. The Spanish army 
showed no disposition to meet the little hand of 
determined men in a hand to hand battle, but 
contented themselves with surrounding their 
stronghold, with the evident intention of redu¬ 
cing them by famine, or of awaiting reinforce¬ 
ments witb cannon, in order to bury the beseig- 
ed force beneath the ruins of their temporary 
castle. The rear division of Lopez’s army fail¬ 
ing to arrive, an anxious consultation was held 
among the leaders, and resolution taken at once 
to ofier besiegers battle—and then, by a back¬ 
ward movement, to attempt a junction with 
their comrades. No sooner was it resolved upon 
than done; they rushed out of the portal in a 
body and made for an apparently Aveak point in 
the line of the enemy, but were speedily saluted 
by a discharge of musketry from the entire force. 
The telling and deadly effect of the American 
rifle, hoAvever, which responded to their fire, 
caused the enemy to recoil before the small body 
of brave men like a wave of the ocean breaking 
upon a rock. The line opened on either hand, 
leaving a free passage ; but it closed behind, and 
pursued them, as a pack of hungry and coward- 
ly Avolves pursues, a herd. It Avas useless to 
chase them back, for no sooner did the adven¬ 
turers turn upon their march than the Avhole 
force would scatter like chaff only to concen¬ 
trate again the moment the pursuit was over. 
The little hand soon learned that the enemy 
Avere also posted in strong positions on their 
front, so that further progress in that direction 
was rendered impossible. A parley Avas there¬ 
upon demanded, but it was answered that “ the 
Spanish Government did not treat with pirates.” 
Lopez and Crittenden showed themselves true 
heroes' and their coolness arose in proportion to 
the desparation of their cause. Perceiving at 
a glance that the only alternative no ay left A’tas 
to make for the mountains, they changed the 
lino of march in that direction, and finally, ex 
hausted with fatigue and privation, many of the 
men wounded and captured, and some of them 
killed, the remainder of the force buried itself 
amid the crags and fastnesses of the mountain 
range. In vain the leaders strove to maintain a 
degree of discipline. Some threw aAvay their 
arms and wandered back either to he slain or 
taken prisoners; others, plunging still deeper 
into the forest, wounded and destitute, laid 
themselves down alone to die. Joel Sheldon 
whom we have partially lost sight of during 
this narration, attached himself to Crittenden’s 
person, and never left his side until, all hope of 
further service being at an end, his chivalrous 
commander bade him shift for himself; so, bid¬ 
ding him a cordial and affectionate farewell, the 
two parted company—the chief to fall soon after 
by the treachery of a villainous Creole, whom he 
trusted in his extremity, into the hands of the 
Spanish authorities, and our friend, with one of 
the privates as a companion, to make their way 
as best they could to the sea coast through the 
midst of a vigilant enemy, on the alert to cutoff 
every avenue of retreat. After enduring incred¬ 
ible hardships, and meeting with more than one 
hair-breadth escape of capture, they reached 
the shore, where they stumbled upon a crazy 
boat, in which they threw themselves, and, with¬ 
out provisions or water, pushed out boldly from 
the shore. Their first object Avas to quit at all 
hazards the accursed country, and the second 
was the forlorn hope of being picked up in the 
gulf stream, that highway of nations, by some 
American ship. Vain hope ! They were over¬ 
hauled next day by ibO Spanish steamer Fizar- 
ro, and, declining to give an acoount of them¬ 
selves, were heavily ironed until the steamer, 
having finished her cruise, returned to Havana! 
It was a bright and glorious morning on which 
the steamer finally came to anchor in the har¬ 
bor, and landed the two prisoners, guarded by a 
detachment of marines. A dense crowd throng¬ 
ed the Plaza as the escort marched across it on 
the Avay to prison, and it was evident that some 
affair of importance was about to be enacted. A 
body of soldiery were draAvn up three deep up¬ 
on one side, and directly in front and opposite 
to them stoatf fifty American prisoners—all, in 
fact, who had been captured up to the morning 
of the preA’ious day. They had been tried sum¬ 
marily by a military tribunal, and condemned 
to immediate death. No murmur of grief or 
horror, no craven lamentations or vain appeals 
for mercy, escaped their lips ; but firm as a rock 
they stood, defiant of their fate. The manly 
form of the brave Crittenden was seen at the 
right of the doomed column, as he gazed upon 
the fearful preparations Avith eye undimmed and 
brow unblanched. 
“ Let the prisoners kneel down !” shouted the 
officer in command—Avhich order most of them 
obeyed, but their captive leader, lifting himself 
to his proudest height, sent back an ansAvering 
shout— 
“A Crittenden kneels to none L but God !” 
The simultaneous crack of two hundred pieces 
was heard that moment, and fifty as brave and 
noble hearts as ever beat in human breast were 
stilled forever. Then it was that the Creole 
population showed how worthy they were of the 
fearful sacrifice that had been made in the vain 
effort to break the yoke of their oppression.— 
They rushed forward with yells and execra¬ 
tions, and heaped insult and ignominy upon the 
dead bodies of the fallen heroes. 
While this fearful tragedy was enacting, the 
United States Consul was quietly enjoying him¬ 
self at a private residence three miles from 
toAvn, and only came in at the fall of the curtain 
to meet his slaughtered countrymen as they 
were carried out in carts to be buried in an un¬ 
hallowed field. It is needless to add, the Ex¬ 
ecutive at Washington fonvarded him a speedy 
recall, and he retired to private life followed by 
the execrations of his indignant countrymen. 
[Concluded next Aveek.] 
[Our artist has recently had his mind considerably ex¬ 
ercised by observing the cutting manner in which sundry 
low-priced weekly papers are made up from the Rural New- 
Yorkkr and other expensively conducted journals. He 
professes to have discovered that most of the so-called cheap 
papers are either re-prints of dailies, or edited with pens 
formed like unto shears and scissors —a labor-saving inven¬ 
tion which, though not altogether new, is ahead of the 
sheep-shearing machine, for it enables the operator, in many 
instances, to so disguise the fleece as to effectually pull the 
wool over the eyes of his readers. Of course these “ sap¬ 
pers and miners,” who ruthlessly steal and use as original, 
(or borrow without giving credit,) the best articles from 
leading journals, have so little occasion for ink, &c., that 
their writing materials are “ laid on the shelf’ and envel¬ 
oped in cobwebs. He has endeavored to illustrate his 
notion on the subject iu the annexed cut and dialogue :] 
Old Scissors —(to assistants)—“ Cut fast now, 
and a few more borrowed articles will do the 
business. Don’t give credit (except Ex.) to any 
article from Moore’s Rural, or any other popu¬ 
lar paper.” 
Little Scissors —(more Avordy than Avise) — 
“Should this snow-storm continue, Ave will fail 
to issue our next number, I fear, because you 
know the mail-train won’t he able to get through 
Avith the exchanges.” 
[Old Scissors looks aAvful wrathy, and does 
not feel a bit better as the printer’s devil pops 
his head in at the slide, and sings out in an ex¬ 
ceedingly insinuating manner, “Moore copy."~\ 
“The Image of his Father.” —On the birth¬ 
day of the seventh child, all the women came 
rushing in to see the dear infant, and to congrat¬ 
ulate the happy parents upon the event. Our 
friend anticipated the visit, and instead of hav¬ 
ing the child prepared for it, made the servant 
bring in a sucking pig, and dress it up in swad- 
ling clothes, and covering up its face, he laid it 
in the place the real child should have occupied. 
The ladies were introduced into the apartment 
and gently approached the bed ; the coverings 
Avere turned doAvn, and a portion of the face of 
the little grunter Avas exposed. 
“Bless my soul!” said one of the ladies, 
what a remarkable child.” 
“ So very interesting," said a second. 
“And so good natured 1” observed the third, 
as she commenced toying with it. 
“And how very like his father,” remarked the 
fourth. 
They were all immediately struck with the 
observation, and exclaimed : 
“ The very image of his father !” 
The flattered parent rushed out of the room, 
convulsed with laughter, and leaving the old 
women to discover their mistake. 
About Poetry. —"We were conversing with a 
young lady, some few evenings ago, at a literary 
e-union, and as she had been introduced as a 
poetess, Ave of course touched on poetry. It 
Avas not many minutes before she' had run 
through the stereotyped list of favorite authors, 
when she concluded with Byron, asserting her 
conviction that he was the greatest poet that 
ever Avrote. We modestly hinted that we pre¬ 
ferred according that distinguished position to 
Shakspeare, upon wliicli, with an unaffected 
laugh at our simplicity, she cried :—“ Why, 
Shakspeare wasn’t a poet; his plays don’t 
rhyme !”— Exchange. 
Manliness. —Learn from the earliest days to 
insure your principles against the peril of ridi¬ 
cule. You can no more exercise your reason if 
you live in constant dread of laughter, than you 
can enjoy your life if you are in constant terror 
of death. If you think it right to differ from 
the times, and make a point of morals, do it, 
however rustic, however antiquated, however 
pedantic it may appear; do it, not for insolence, 
but seriously and grandly, as a man who wore a 
soul of his OAvn in his bosom, and did not wait 
till it Avas breathed into him by the breath of 
fashion.— Selected. 
Western newspapers are having a little fun 
at the expense of New Hampshire. A person 
traveling in that State thus writes to a Toledo 
print:—“ All along the route I noticed great 
tracts of rocks carefully fenced in, for no other 
reason that I could imagine, than to keep the 
cattle out, and thus prevent their starving to 
death.” 
Obituary. —Dyed, in this city, young Mr.—’s 
whiskers and moustache. They had long been 
an ornament to the circle in which they moved ; 
but, alas ! their milky hue hath departed, and 
instead they present an appearance of unearthly 
blackness, which color is gradually changing to 
a purple mingled with a lovely lilac. “ Happy 
are those who dye young ."—Utica Telegraph. 
An ignorant man from the country inquires 
whether mock turtle soup is made out of tortoise 
shell cats ? 
A lady advertises in the Glasgow Herald that 
she wants a gentleman for breakfast and tea.— 
The cannibal! 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
ALGEBRAICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 27 letters. 
My 18, 15, 22, 13, 17,27 is a theorem in algebra. 
My 23, 14, 21, 22, 18 is a sign. 
My 5, 7, 11, 1, 25, 14, 2,16, 23 is a division. 
My 13, 3, 2, 13, 19 is the relation of terms. 
My 4, 14, 21, 7, 23, 14, 12, 5 is a theorem. 
My 17, 6, 23, 24, 25, 26 is found in an equation. 
My 14, 21, 20,14, 21, 14,15, 6 is a series. 
My 8,19, 22, 26, 15,16 is a root. 
My 9, 14, 21, 6 is much used. 
My 13, 7, 10, 15 is the root. 
My whole is much used by surveyors, 
jgfp Answer next week. c. l. c. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
CHARADE. 
My first is constant in its flight. 
For if it stops must die;— 
Is never seen by day or night, 
Though often passing by. 
My second o’er the fields can roam. 
So full of life and glee ; 
For in the country is her home— 
A little Miss is she. 
My whole Avas made for turning round— 
While turning, standeth still; 
Can lift great Avcights up from the ground. 
Yet poAA 7 erless at thy will. 
North Pitcher, N. Y., 1S55." E. F. 
AnsAver next week. 
Written, for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
ARITHMETICAL PROBLEM. 
There is a tree 100 feet high standing on a 
side hill. Hoav far from the ground must it 
break so that the top may strike 20 ft. from the 
stump, supposing the spot where it strikes to be 
ft. lower than the stump ? 
ggf” Answer next week. 
WHAT HOPE DID. 
It stole on its pinions of snow to the bed of 
disease, and the sufferer’s frown became a smile; 
the emblem of peace and endurance. It went 
to the house of mourning—and from the lips of 
soitoav there came sweet and cheerful songs. It 
laid its head upon the arm of the poor, Avhich 
Avas stretched forth at the command of unholy 
impulses, and saved him from disgrace and ruin. 
It dAvelt like a living thing in the bosom of the 
mother, whose son tarried long after the prom¬ 
ised time of his coming ; and saved her desola¬ 
tion, and the “care that killetli.” It hovered 
above the head of the youth who had become the 
Ishmael of society ; and led him qh to the works 
Avhich even his enemies praised. 
It snatched the maiden from the jaws of de^^l 
and went with an old man to heaven. No— 
hope! my good brother. Have it! Reckon it 
on your side. Wrestle with it, that it may not 
depart. It may lessen your pains. Life is hard 
enough at best; hope shall lead you over its 
mountains, and sustain you amid its billows. 
Part with all beside, but keep thy hope.— Sel. 
Answer to Physiological Enigma in No. 313 : 
Air and exercise arc indispensable to health. 
Answer to Mathematical Problem in No. 313: 
A grinds off 3.3507 of the radius ; B grinds off 
6.0123 of do.; C grinds off 12.809 of do.; shaft 
occupies 2.828. 
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