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MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
SEPT. 6. 
Italia?’ Hurt-ffllifl. 
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CONDUCTED BY AZIDE. 
Written for the Rural New-Yorker. 
TO A SISTER. 
May Angels poise on gentle wing 
To hear the burden of thy sigh, 
Joy to thy sorrowing spirit bring, 
And guide thee to a cloudless sky. 
May gentle whispers greet thine ear 
In language pure and yet sublime, 
The baud of love erase each tear 
Along the weeping path of time. 
0, be thy final rest above 
Amid the scenes of living bliss ; 
Thy passports to that land of love 
The impress of an Angel’s kiss. 
And there where songs of sweetest sound 
Enrapture each immortal ear. 
Where true and living bliss is found, 
And there exists no sorrowing tear— 
There be thy home thy changeless rest, 
The tearless mansion of the blest. 
Naples, Ontario Co., N. Y. 
M. 
FASHIONABLE FRIEND3. 
Tre hardest trial of those who fall from afflu¬ 
ence and honor to poverty and obscurity, is the 
discovery that the attachment of so many in 
whom they confided was a pretence, a mask to 
gain their own ends, or was a miserable shal¬ 
lowness. Sometimes, doubtless, it is with re¬ 
gret that these frivolous followers of the world 
desert those upon whom they have fawned; 
but they soon forget them. Flies leave the 
kitchen when the dishes are empty. The par¬ 
asites that cluster about the favorite of fortune, 
to gather his gifts and climb by his aid, linger 
with the sunshine, but scatter at the approach 
of a storm, as the leaves cling to a tree in sum¬ 
mer weather, but drop off at the breath of win¬ 
ter, and leave it naked lo the stinging blast.— 
Like ravens settled down for a banquet, and 
suddenly scared by a noise, how quickly at the 
first sound of calamity these superficial earth¬ 
lings are specks on the horizon. 
But a true friend sits in the centre, and is for 
all times. Our need only reveals him more 
fully, and binds him more closely to us. Pros¬ 
perity and adversity are both revealers, the 
difference being that in the former our friends 
know us, in the latter we know them. But, 
notwithstanding the insincerity and greediness 
prevalent among men, there is a vast deal more 
of esteem and fellow-yearning than is ever out¬ 
wardly shown. There are more examples of 
unadulterated affection, more deeds of silent 
love and magnanimity, than is usually sup¬ 
posed. Our misfortunes bring to our side real 
friends, before unknown. Benevolent impulses 
parlor and managing in the kitchen? What 
poetic description has ever surpassed the scene 
of the same lady at her own table, distributing 
to her guests draughts of exhilerating bever¬ 
age, made more luxurious by the smiles and 
the graces which despatch them ? Inspiration 
has given the best description of a woman 
adorned with domestic habits :—“ Her price is 
far above rubies. The heart of her husband 
doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have 
no need of spoil. She will do him good and 
not evil, all the days of her life. She seeketh 
wool and flax, and worketh willingly with her 
hands. She is like the merchant’s ships, she 
bringelh her food from afar. She riseth also 
while it is yet night and giveth meat to her 
household and a portion to her maidens. She 
considereth a field and buyeth it; with fruit of 
her hands she planteth a vineyard. She gird- 
eth her loins with strength and strengtheneth 
her arms. She perceiveth that her merchandize 
is good; her candle goeth not out by night. 
She layeth her hands to the spindle and her 
bands hold the distaff. She is not afraid of her 
household, for all her household afe clothed 
Sjwitf iJjjscellaitij. 
Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
THE OCEAN SHELL. 
j stone and layer of earth that marks his path- j 
way, should fall thus from his god-like emi- ' 
nence ot intellectual power to a level with the 
beast, and yet survive the fall. As possessing 
vir tue, latent or active, it perhaps may more 
STEALING WATER-MELONS. 
“ Wirn many a shell in whose hollow wreathed chamber 
We I'eris of Ocean by moonlight have slept." 
Come tell me the story ye Peris of Ocean, 
Come tell meJhe tale of this pearly wreathed shell, 
Down deep ’mid the billows, the unsounded billows, 
’Mong the ragged rock corals your finny tribes dwell. 
Have you marked in your travels on the bed of the sea 
The sailor boy lying, all calm in his sleep ? 
Did you know that a spirit from that body immortal 
Fled out with his life as he sank in the deep ? 
Can you tell me of ships all freighted with life, 
That have found for those lives in your waters a grave ? 
Can you tell me if still on the bosom of ocean, 
Where they sank, they remain neath the wave ? 
Say, is there joy on the ocean bed 
’Mong the tribes of the deep ? 
Are there sorrows in the paths you tread 
Which these pearly shells keep ? 
Is there morning and evening, 
Is there noon there and night ? 
Are there morning bells chiming, 
Or moon’s silvery light, 
with scarlet. She maketh herself coverings of I i “ th ® T w ? ve with iu pearl j e ' Te,s bli £ ht ? 
. . ° I w lien lashed into fnrv hr fiprno rorrfr»«. 
tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple. Her 
husband is known in the gates when he sitteth 
among the elders of the land. She maketh 
fine linen and selleth it; and delivereth girdles 
unto the merchant. Strength and honor are 
her clothing, and she shall rejoice in time to 
When lashed into fury by fierce raging winds, 
Till the waves like huge mountains chase one another, 
And the great curtiDg white-caps come riding behind, 
To crush with its weight that brave ship forever ? 
Say, is the ocean bed furrowed, are the rocks rent asunder 
By this battling of wild winds with their lightning and 
thunder ? 
Or is all quiet and still and calm as the grave 
come. She openeth her mouth with wisdom ; la the home of the pearly shell beneath the sea 
and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She 
looketh well to the ways of her household, and 
eateth not the bread of idleness. Many daugh¬ 
ters have done virtuously, but thou ex. ellest 
them all.” 
Rochester, July, 1866. 
wave ? 
G. S. 
Written for the Rural New-Yorker. 
REVJENGK. • 
A man in a country town took great pleasure 
in having a neat garden. He had all kinds of 
vegetables and fruits earlier than his neighbors, 
clearly be shown by presenting the definite But thieving boys in the neighborhood annoyed 
idea communicated by the word revenge. him; damaged his trees, trampled down bis 
The most general acceptation of the term is, dowers, and “hooked” his choicest fruits. He 
a return of injury for injury received—a mali- tried various ways to protect his grounds; but 
cious requital of inj uries—and perhaps an earn- his watch-dogs were poisoned, and his set traps 
est striving to repay the infliction of pain caught nothing but his fattest fowls and most 
with compound interest. We understand it as favorite cat. 
requital simply return of like for like. For- One afternoon, however, just at night-fall, he 
giveness, it is said, is the quality of a God— overhears a couple of mischievous boys talking 
ReveDge of a Demon. together, when one of them says : 
Notwithstanding this, we can but imagine “What do you say, Joe ? Shall we come the 
that there are iustances of injury received in g rab over them melons to-night ? Old Swipes 
this changeful world, to repay which would be will be snoring like ten men before twelve 
more humane than to pass them unheeded or o’clock.” 
turn the other cheek. Instances wherein the The other objected as there was a high wall 
character of him whose ambition raised him to to get over. 
the throne of Hell, is so plainly exhibited, that “ Oh. pshaw I” was the reply ; « I know a 
even short-sighted mortals might see that ’twere P lace where you can get over just as easy— 
worse than vain to treat such individuals oth- know it like a book. Come, Joe, let’s go it.” 
erwise than as they had done, for however The owner of the melon-patch didn’t like the 
earnest one might strive to change them by idea of being an eaves-dropper ; but the con- 
kindness and meekly bearing, they are so versation so intimately concerned his melons, 
nearly allied to and constituted like the inhab- which he had taken so much pains to raise, that 
itants of the animal kingdom, it would be as 116 ke P fc qui§t, and listened to the plans of the 
useless as reading lectures ou ethics, philosophy 7 0ua g scapegraces, so that he might make it 
or science to the brute creation. Swollef. somewhat bothersome for them. 
Ned proposed to get over the wall on the 
south side, by the great pear tree, and cut di¬ 
rectly across to the summer-house, just north of 
which were the melons. 
COURTING IN BROADWAY. 
A PERSIAN PRINCESS. 
A very singular wedding is said to have 
transpired in New York, recently. The novel 
manner in which it was brought about is thus 
related : 
A young and very pretty Irish girl—the sis- 
ucilmen — was 
she attract- 
going to bed ; and she asked me was it true 
where we should not expect them, in modest I that we put on a long white dress to pass the 
privacy enact many a scene of beautiful won- 
der amidst the plaudits of angels. And, upon 
the whole, fairly estimating the glory, the uses 
Joe was a clever fellow, who loved good fruit 
exceedingly, and was as obstinate as an ass. 
Get him once started to do a thing, and he 
would stick to it, like a mud-turtle lo a negro’s 
toe. The other didn’t care so much for the 
melons as for the fun of getting them. 
Now hear the owner’s story : 
- . . -- “ I made all needful preparations for the visit: 
ReveDge is a characteristic of man’s nature, ® Ior aild an ascetlc - Rumor says that he was put in brads pretty thick in the scantling along 
winch shall ever be manifest while earthly con- J olIed , lu an affair du cceur, aad carried thence- the wall where they intended to get over; un- 
cerns are continued ; and many and curious are fwrtb in bis breast a heart impenetrable to the 
the forms whitth this .attribute assumes. That sweet influence of the tender passion. Well 
it is often times productive of sad and terrible tbis geatlemaa on the promenade was attracted 
few peisons 1 saw in the country with an ap- consequences, no one will -deny, but we would ^ S bd 1° such a degree that he ar- 
proach to a good figure. She was dressed in not sa y t,bat of all vices to which poor human lested b ‘ s steps and ventured to address her : __ ___ tu , clcu 
the usual fashion of trousers on trousers, the last natuie * s addicted. Revenge is theworst. As an W ill you pardon the liberty, Miss, if 1 ask with dirt, and just beyond them some little 
incentive t0 actioD ’ we deem it one of the most J0 ™ uam6 ? ”. . cords, fastened tightly, some eight inches from 
powerful and efficient, and were it induced by 1 ie glrl , tlrmdl y surveyed him, and appa- the ground. I picked all the melons I cared to 
right motives and conducted in a proper chan- r6u1, 7 sa ^ 8ded lbab no mere curiosity prompted preserve, leaving pumpkins and squashes, about 
nel,one which would actuate to the most pleas- lm U uer y> and that he was a gentleman, the size and shape of melons, in their places.” 
ing and happy results, presenting redeeming s 10 ‘ lcceed ed. The ^oys were q U j te j n sl] pp 0S j n „ it 
-. - - y name is Mary O’R , sir.” would be dark ; but they missed it a little in 
.ue ask you another question, Mary,—I inferring that “olef Swipes,” as they called 
mean ass 0 Iv ? him, would be in bed. The old man liked a 
“Proceed, sir,” she replied good humoredly. little fun as well as they, and when the time 
“ Then I should like to ask you—and you came, from his hiding place he listened : 
will confer an infinite obligation upon me by “Whist, Joel don’t you hear something ?” 
This theme has claimed the attention of so 
many abler pens than mine, that perhaps I 
shall be dull and prosy,and perhaps passed by ter °f °ne of our common couuci 
I went to see the Shah’s half-sister, a beauti- as an “ o]d h SJ>" unnoticed. However, I crave walkin S U P Broad way, N. Y., when 
ful girl of 15, who lived with her mother in an ^ our P at i«nce a few moments, while I present ed tke atte ntion of an elderly gentleman of 
obscure part of the ante-room, neglected by the ^ eeb ie homage at the shrine of Literature. ^ arge wealth, who had lived all his life a bach- 
Shah, and consequently by every one else.— """ 
She was really lovely, fair and indescribable 
eyes, and a figure only equaled by some of the 
chefs d'oeuvre of Italian art. This is so rare 
among Persian women, that she was one of the 
pair being of such stiff brocade that if put 
standing upright in the middle of the room 
there they would remain. Her hair was curl¬ 
ed, not platted, and she was literally covered 
with diamonds. She was quiet in her man¬ 
ners, and seemed dejected. She was most anx¬ 
ious to hear about European customs. 
What seemed to surprise her most was that 
we took the trouble to undress every night on 
covered a large water-vat that had been filled 
for some time, from which, in dry weather, I 
was accustomed to water my garden; dug a 
trench a foot deep or so, and placed slender 
boards over it, which were slightly covered 
traits, which in other circumstances would ever 
have remained obscure and unknown. 
Though by the most general received opin¬ 
ions it is acknowledged as a degrading vice, 
and the majority of instances wherein this 
quality is exhibited, would furnish ample evi- 
k 
and the actual and possible prevalence of the 
friendly sentiment, we must cheerily strike lyre 
and lift voice to the favorite song, confessing, 
after every complaint is ended, that 
“ There is a power to make each hour 
As sweet as Heaven desigued it; 
Nor need we roam to bring it home 
Though few there be that find it I 
We seek too kigh for things close by, 
And lose what nature found us ; 
For life bath here no charm so dear 
As home and friends around us.” 
—Rev. Wm. A. Alger, in N. A. Review. 
night in? All Persian women are astonished dence to sustain such opinion, it may be con- 
at this custom, and are quite unable to account sidered as asserting too much to regard it as a 
for 
lie iueu tuiu ujttwiooi) uuui ius suxen cover 
draw 
roll themselves 
forms their blanket. The only time they 
change their clothes is when they go to bathe 
'or it. They never undress at night; they un- virtue > or in any degree possessing those quali- are lnterested in any person whatever ?” 
ie their thin mattrass from its silken cover, fcies ''’’ bicb could ever iiftWnce its action to The question was decidedly a home one, but 
it out from its place against tho wall, and virtuons and beneficial results. The spirit of tbere was 80 kiud and gentle an expression in 
lemselves up in the wadded quilt which reven ge, when allowed entire control over the tbeold man’s eye, and such an evident earnest- 
answering truly—whether you are engaged in I think that it was very probable they did, 
marriage to any one, or whether your feelings f°r hardly were the words uttered, than there 
came a sound of forcibly tearing fustian. 
“Get off my coat tail!” whispered Joe.— 
Why, 
If they go out to visit, they, of course, put on 
their best garments, and take them off at night; 
but generally they lie down just as they are, 
and even in cold weather they wear their 
actions of men, in cases, perhaps, where all the 
moral principles are loo apt to be overwhelmed 
by its potent spell, all that elevates man above 
the brute paralyzed by its magic influence, and 
the whole animal organization wholly, entirely 
governed by Revenge, then may we expect to 
PROVINCE OF WOMAN. 
A woman must be adorned by domestic hab- 
its these ate twofold ; a fondness for home and 
a qualification to discharge the duties of the 
household. These duties may be allowed to be 
necessary, but some will doubt whether they 
form any part of the ornament of a lady. This 
“chadeor," or out of door veil at night._ Lady w ^ tDes8 a personification of hydra-headed vice, 
Shiel’s Glimpses of Life in Persia. exhibited in all its monstrosity, and our mental 
and physical vision is presented with illustra- 
THE ABSENT. 4 | tioi5S ol iLs influence, and truthfully delineated 
represenrations of its characteristics so horrid 
Ok all the exercise of the unfettered mind, so soul-sickening, as to cause spontaneous and 
perhaps none is attended with a more benign sincere lamentations for degenerate humanity 
influence, than that of indulging in kind re- To the uncultivated son of the forest Re¬ 
membrance of the absent. venge is sweet. Though u> a civilized mind 
Every loving word that fell from the lips of the aggression would be considered trivial 
the absent, is treasured with tenderness. Each the extreme, yet, yielding implicit obedience 
is one instance in which the present age Las I T^ 11 af [ eCt ! 0 “- Welook t0 ^.influence, witlt^bat savage delight does 
- * g | forw aid to a meeting with unclouded happiness.; he pursue his viction what a gleam of satis- 
Ha\e we parted iu anger ? time softens us faction lights his eye as h^Sfiourishes his glit- 
luto indifference, at length into a quiet at- teriug knife, and with exultant shout, waves 
knowledgement of past friendship. Have we aloft the bleeding scalp, freshly 'torn from the 
parted in silence or estrangement ? This, too, object of his revenge. He is satiated, and with 
m a Zf. y l a WC meCt agaiD t0 forget the sensations of pleasure which naught else could 
commnmons. Have we parted in produce, he proudly turns to rehearse to his 
egregiously erred, and in which a sickly and 
corrupt fashion has subverted an ancient and 
healthful custom, and the very laws of the 
family circle have given place to a miserable 
suspension of its most indispensable duties. It 
is held derogatory to the style of a lady to be I past in future" 
earnest¬ 
ness in his tone, that she answered him freely_ 
“ Not in the least, sir.” 
“ Then allow me without any further cere¬ 
mony, to place my card in your hand, and 
with it the offer of myself and fortune. Com- 
“There goes one flap, sure as a gun 1 
get off, Ned.” 
And Ned was off, and one leg of Ins breeches 
besides ; and then he was “ah”-ing, and “oh”- 
ing, aud telling Joe that lie “believed there 
were nails iu the side of the wall, for some¬ 
thing had scratched him tremendously and torn 
mission any friend you.please to make inquiries breecbes aB pieces.” 
concerning me you may deem proper, and let Joe sympathized with him, for he said, “half 
me know your determination to-morrow\” 1)is c,,at was hanging up there somewhere.” 
The girl, overwhelmed with surprise, depos- They now started haud -in-hand, for Ned be- 
ited the slip of pasteboard in her reticule and UeVe(1 he “ knew ' the wa y-” TIie y had arrived 
passed on. On Wednesday afternoon her a Uttle be ^ ond tbe trees > when something went 
brother called at the hotel where her admirer s ”' asb ! Kwasb • into the water-vat. 
resided, aud informed him that Mary had con- A sneeze en8 ues, then the exclamation, 
eluded to accept him. They were married the 
same evening at tbe residence of the bride’s 
mother, and the old gentleman settled on her 
$100,DUO on the spot. 
The gentleman he would not like me to give 
“ Thunder 1 that water smells rather old 1” 
Ned wanted to go home at once, but Joe was 
too much excited to listen fora moment to such 
a proposition. 
Never heard anything about that cistern 
his name—has held a great mauy public offices before ’ tbe old fellow must have fixed it on 
domestic, and an indignant blush will show 
that she wishes not to be considered as taking 
any part in the work of ordering of the family 
It is in this lespect ihe female education has 
one of its greatest defects, and woman has 
dropped one of her richest plumes to insert in 
its place an artificial flower; or condescending 
to sing as a mocking bird or flutter as a butter- 
dy> rather than to maintain the true dignity 
and usefulness of her sex. Every conceivable 
grief ?—the sorrow is mutually borne, and ten 
derly consigned to the corner of our hearts de¬ 
voted to the absent sharer. 
Have we parted in love ? No joy so great as 
the remembrance of it—no event so delightful 
or sacred as the re-union. 
Have we been parted by death ? Ah 1 the 
affection that travels wiLh the flown spirit to its pect better filings. They ns deep!, feel its in- 
home in the realms of light. The changed bnt tloenee and arc ns absolutely swayed and con- 
reason refote, this folly. Her nature her ban. ™ <* loIe «“* polled by it, direction, in conferring gratifica- 
piness. her health, her interest, all mile home while the ”nfet'tered S S ”rit ho'em near,^‘to wat7h “I T ’° “ ah,rc ” 1,ich «»"■ >W> 
erimi aDd ltS repudiated occu P atioa s im- over us, and bear the incense of truthful and 
penous. purified affection on the wings of enduring love. 
But in these days, a little beauty, a little Absent from sight, to the spirit ever near—no 
money, and a little pride, are sufficient to cancel shade of earth mingles in the holy office of a 
all these obligations, and remit forever the most ministering angel, whose sweet influence 
sacred lesson both of religion and experience, like the gentle dew upon the fragrant flow 
God s word requires the sex to be “keepers at which exhales a perfume unseen but ever I eved ipilmiei/ i "• 
home.” And it is no recommendation of the grateful to the perceptions of the inborn spirit. J - 7 ‘ ‘ P aintln g aB Us hideous 
fair to sustain this character — nothing in their Absent, but not forgotten, is a 6w r eet and 
piaise? Home is the empire, the throne of touching memorial.— Selected. 
woman. Here she reigns in the legitimate 
power of all her united charms. She is the | A Picture of Life.-" youth we seem to be 
fellows a glowing account of what he terms 
glorious triumph! 
Instances ol this kind arc not confined solely 
to the rude child of nature. Similar sbenes, of 
an equally savage nature, are too frequently 
enacted among those whose civilization aud 
mental and moral culture, would lead us to ex- 
sucli impetus to deeds as brutal, though per¬ 
haps somewhat modified in their commission. 
How often is the thought of revenge indulged 
against those whose greatest pleasure would be 
in administering to our comfort and benefitiu o 
our situations, when an over nice sensibility 
> 7 er, I takes cognisance of some particular act—green- 
uminary which enlightens, and the talisman climbing a hill, on whose lop eternal sunshine 
w lch endears it. It is she who makes “home, seems to rest. How eagerly we pant to attain 
sweet home, who makes to restless and wan- its summit? But when we have attained it 
dering man each domestic enclosure an Eden, how different the prospect on the other side ! 
herself the best representation of unfallen Eve; We sigh as we contemplate the dreary waste 
u lose assiduities and smiles make the flowers before us, and look back with a wistful eye 
oo - gay, and fruits taste delicious. upon the flowery path we have passed, but may 
. ° U ( 50 . U deSlre 7 ltness a more interest- never more retrace. Life is a portentous cloud, 
mg spectacle than a lady with every other ac- fraught with thunder, storm and rain ; but re- 
complishment, occupied with the welfare of ligion, like the streaming sunshine, will clothe 
ler ami y, anticipating and divining their it with light as with a garment, and fringe its 
duties, equally capable of entertaining in the ‘ shadowy skirts with gold. 
ness—diseased fancy pictures all imaginable 
shapes of horrid genii—animal nature steps 
boldly to the front and shouts Revenge /—and 
the whole system filled with demoniac venom, 
we are hurried on our mad career to deeds of 
cruelty and blood. 
Strange infatuation of human minds 1_un¬ 
solved problem among Nature’s deep mysteries 
—that man, formed in the mold of Deity, pos¬ 
sessing those high intellectual faculties which 
place him first on the list of Omnipotent’s cre¬ 
ations,—a mind that can determine with cer¬ 
tainty the distance and area of the planets 
ihat move majestically and harmoniously in 
the immensity of space, where mortal eye hath 
not seen, that can penetrate the innermost 
l ecesses of earth s secret chamber, naming each 
in his time, was formarly a Major iu the U. S. 
Army, and afterwards assistant Indian Com- 
missioner. His real estate in this city is worth 
more than $200,000. 
PLEASURE POR A CHILD. 
Blessed be t he hand, that prepares a pleasure 
for a child, for there is no saying when and 
where it may again bloom forth. Does not al¬ 
most everybody remember some kind-hearted 
purpose to drown people in. Curious, though, 
that we should both fall in it.” 
They pushed on again for the melons. Pres¬ 
ently they were caught by the cords, and head¬ 
long they went into a heap of briars, and this¬ 
tles, and the like, which had been placed there 
for their express accommodation. 
“ Such a gettin’ up stairs 1” muttered one. 
“Nettles and thistles 1 how they prick I” ex¬ 
claimed the other. 
man who showed him a kindness in the quiet *• lh i ey deter ™ lned to . S° oa more cau- 
q tiously. At length they arrived at the patch, 
days of his childhood? The writer of this “How thick they are, Joe! (Where! 
lecoiiects himself at this moment as a bare- There’s more than a dozen fat ones right here !” 
footed lad, standing at the wooden fence of a And down tbe y 8at ia the midst of them, and 
poor little garden in his native village • with seemed to conclude that they were amply re¬ 
longing eyes he gazed on the flowers ’which ward - ed <0 - r a1 . 1 . the . lr “ lsba P 8 - 
“Here, Joe,” said Ned; “take this melon; 
isn’t it a rouser ? Slash into it.” 
Ned, it’s a 
were blooming there quietly in the brightness 
of a Sunday morning. The possessor came 
forth from his little cottage ; he was a wood¬ 
cutter by trade, and spent the whole "week at 
work in the woods. He was come into the gar¬ 
den to gather flowers to stick in his coat when 
he went to church. 
breaking off the most ueauuiui oi ms carna- _ _ 
lions, which was streaked with red and white, ‘ ball °° 1 there 2:068 a balf ' dollar 1 
he gave it to him. R eithei the giver nor the melon, I should say it was a pumpkin, 
receiver spoke a word, and with bounding steps is, I believe it is a pumpkin.” 
the boy ran home ; and now, here at a distance What the “ boys” did besides, while the own- 
from that home, after so many events of so er went to tbe stable and unmuzzled the dog, 
many years, the feeling of gratitude which ae- iato 1 the garden ’ he couldn’t say ; 
4 V, i , „ , , , b 011 that they took long steps, the onion and the 
Hated the breast of that boy expresses itself on flower-bed revealed in the morning. 
paper. Tbe carnation has long since withered, They had paid pretty dearly for the whistle. 
“ It cuts tremendous hard, Ned. 
squash 1” 
“ No it isn’t, I tell you ; it’s a new kind—Old 
Swipes sent to Rhode Island for the seed, last 
spring.” 
“ Well, then, all I’ve got to say, is, that the 
He saw the boy, and old fellow got sucked in—that’s all 1” 
beautiful of his carna- , “ 1 ’“ £. oin g to S 0ll Sf into this water-melon ; 
I’ve broke 
my knife. If I didn’t know that was a water- 
Fact 
but it now blooms afresh.— Douglas Jerrold. 
THB DIFFERENT KINDS OF MONEY. 
“ Aori mony, defiles the human breast. 
Bar mony, soothes the soul to rest. 
Cere mony, words to men addressed. 
Testi mony, evidence to attest. 
Sancti mony, of holiness possessed. 
Fatri mony, inheritance bequest. 
Matri mony, a state to make you blest. 
Ready money, what many love the best.” 
They had not tasted a single melon ; they had 
got scratched, had torn their clothes, were as 
wet as drowned rats, and half scared out of 
their wits at the ravenous dog, and the appre¬ 
hension of being discovered. 
The next night the owner of the melon-patch 
invited all the boys of the village, including 
Ned and Joe, to a feast of melons, on the prin¬ 
ciple of “returning good for evil.” This cir¬ 
cumstance changed the boys’opinion of “ old 
Swipes,” and his melons were never disturbed 
again. — Harper's Magazine. 
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