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MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
tual "wearer; a pair of thick soled, -worn out 
boots, and a shapeless roll of something like 
black cloth, which served ordinarily for a cap, 
but was now twisted up hard between his hands, 
| completed the costume of little Joe, as he 
j stood, digging his hob-natled boots into the 
, Turkey carpet, in the centre of the room, facing 
the pleasant looking gentleman who had sought 
this interview. Notwithstanding the novelty 
of his situation, Joe retained his self-possession, 
and having by a keen glance examined the 
countenance of Mr. Maudsley, and being appa¬ 
rently satisfied by the result of his investiga¬ 
tion, he made a rapid but curious review of the 
room and its contents, commencing with the 
ornamental French clock on the chimney-piece, 
and ending with the piano, over which hung 
the portrait of the fortunate proprietor of all 
these things, smiling and looking down upon 
them with an expression of expansive good na¬ 
ture, such as at that moment diffused itself 
over the features of its original while surveying 
the odd specimen of humanity before him. 
“ What’s your name, my little fellow ?” asked 
Mr. Maudsley, opening the proceedings in 
strictly business manner; and this reminds me, 
l have not yet informed my readers that he 
was a banker—an honest, and, indeed, excellent 
man, with a heart large enough for at least a 
dozen ordinary men. 
“ What is your name, my little fellow ?” 
“Joe Gimber, sir.” 
“Who is your father V 
“Never had a faiber, sir—leastways I never 
heard I had one. I’m mother’s child." 
“ Your mother, then, where is she ? ’ 
“ Gone dead three years next New Year’s, sir. 
She had me and two sisters younger than me 
to keep. She worked at making shirts all day 
and all night often, but she couldn’t get a liv¬ 
ing out of it, and so she died.” 
“ What, then, became of your sisters ?” 
“They was taken into the poor house, and 
they told me that they died too.” 
“ Why did you nof, go with your sisters ?” 
“Well, sir,T didn’t much like it; I thought 
I’d rather be independent,” said the little fel¬ 
low, with a resolute air. 
“ Independent 1" repeated Mr. Maudsley, 
looking incredulously at the child. What on 
earth could you do . 
“Oh I please, sir, I could do lots o’things.— 
First, I went into 'Jhe noos line, and sold papers; 
for the moment where he was, he clapped his 
hands in uncontrollable delight; and leaning 
forward with too little caution to get a nearer 
view of a pretty little sylphide in a pale blue 
frock, who had more than any of the others at¬ 
tracted his admiration, the screen was thrown 
down, and Joe Gimber falling with it, rolled 
suddenly m the midst of the dancers. A gen¬ 
eral scream greeted the unexpected appearance 
of this strange guest, who, hastily picking him¬ 
self up, would have made a precipitate retreat 
had not Mr. Maudsley come forward and called 
to him to remain. The matter was shortly ex¬ 
plained, and Joe, instead of being ignominiously 
expelled from the room, became an object of 
curiosity to the company, by whom his pockets 
were filled with sweetmeats and fruit. This 
was Joe Gimber’s first introduction into polite 
society. That night he slept in a little bed 
made up for him in the garret. Full of the 
most agreeable reflections, he fell asleep, to 
dream that he was transformed into a gigantic 
snowball, rolled by the pretty sylphide over 
heaps of sixpences and sugar-plums which 
stuck to him on every side. Joe had made the 
first roll in life. 
A few days after the events just narrated, 
Joe was taken into Mr. Maudsley’a office, where 
his duties consisted in sweeping out the offices 
and dusting the desks before the arrival of the 
clerks in the morning, and in carrying messages 
and parcels for a few hours during the day.— 
Mr. Maudsley did not, howi ver, stop here with 
his kindness ; for he permitted Joe to attend an 
evening school, where, true to the maxim which 
he had made the rule of his life, he gathered 
learning with incredible rapidity. In the house 
where he lodged there also resided a French¬ 
man, who had come to prosecute a claim for a 
legacy which had been left him in this country. 
With this person Joe formed an intimacy ; and 
for some acts of civility, rendered to him by the 
boy, he undertook to teach hirn the French 
tongue. This was what he ardently desired ; 
and a few months’ instruction made him so pro¬ 
ficient in the language that he could not only 
write with ease, but converse fluently in it. 
Three years had passed away, during which 
time Joe, by his assiduity and good temper, 
had become a prime favorite in the office ; the 
elderly chief clerk and the heads of the estab¬ 
lishment, liked him for his punctuality and in¬ 
tegrity, and the young men for the readiness 
with which he always executed their little 
commissions—but more, perhaps, for the con¬ 
fidence they had that he was neither a “spy” 
or “sneak,” and that their harmless “larks” and 
venial breaches of discipline would never be 
brought to the ears of the “ governors” through 
Joe Gimber’s instrumentality. He was there- 
Written tor the Rural Hew-Yorker. 
AW ODB TO MUSIC. 
INSCRIBED TO T. X. IOWK1, ESQ., BT BRAKE. PEEEQUILL. 
Ok ! Music I loved music 1 how sweet to the ear 
The notes that awaken thy wonderful lyre, 
When, tuned by the Passions, thy minstrelsy dear 
Is borne by the winds from each tremulous wire. 
How all thy glad numbers flow into the bouJ, 
And fill it with melody born from above— 
While every emotion thy art can control, 
And excite to new ardor our hope and our love. 
Oh 1 when with affliction the heart is distressed, 
Then sweet is the solace that Music can give. 
She lifts up the spirit with doubtiDg oppressed 
And bids expectation to blossom and live. 
She ean stay at the hovel where Want’s ehlidren dwell, 
And make them forget half their sorrows in song— 
The phantoms of fear will her cunning dispel, 
And like her own echo, each pleasure prolong. 
0 1 Music 1 dear Music 1 the charm of our life, 
How much of its gladness, ’tis thine to impart! 
Thou" prompter to love, and the soother of strife, 
A blessing to man is thy magical Art 1 
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KRIS8 KRENGLE, OR SANTA CLAUS, 
The kind-hearted and generous, though myth¬ 
ical personage who is expected to visit the little 
folks about these days — Christmas and New 
Year, He is, you see, loaded with presents, and 
about entering the chimney of some house which 
contains little boys or girls. We hope he will 
remember all the good little people who read 
the Rural. 
GATHERING AS IT GOES 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 23 letters. 
My 7, 11, 23, 21, 10 is a body of water. 
My 11, 7, 8,19,12, 22, 2, 21, is a girl’s name, 
My 9, 21, 20, 6, 12 is the name of a bird. 
My 3, 1,14,17,16 is a man’s name. 
My 5,18,13, 15, 9, 8, 4 a part of the body. 
My whole is a celebrated woman of the pre 
ent age. Inez. 
Batavia, N. Y., I860. 
KW Answer next week. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
PROBLEM. 
“ FAIRMOUNT” (49 
bull calves for sale by E. 
N. Y., Deo. 1, 1856. 
and six thorough bred Short-Horn 
[ARKS, of Camillas, Onondaga Co., 
361w4 
If a diving bell in the form of a conical frus- 
trum be sunk in the sea to the depth of 214 553- 
1000 feet, how high will the water rise within 
it, the ratio of the upper and the lower diame¬ 
ter being as four to five, the height of the bell 
being six feet, and' the quicksilver in the ba¬ 
rometer standing at 30 9-10 inches ? 
West Somerset, N. Y. A. B. Evans. 
Answer next week. 
HOOT GrRAPTS. 
Wright & Co., Newark, Wayne Co., N. Y., offer to Root 
Gr»<t 21X1,000 Apple the coming winter, furnishing all material 
for same. Having superior accommodations lor storage, Ac, 
they feel confident they can give fnll satisfaction. S61w4 
He was there¬ 
fore pronounced, by common consent, “ a trump” 
— and when, at the end of three years, he was 
promoted to a seat at a desk in their office, he 
received the wttrm and sincere congratulations 
of his fellow clerks. As Joe jerked himself for 
the first time on to a tall stool which he 
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half a mile from the beautiful village of Palmyra. There are 
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within the year, and are in perfect order. Those wishing a 
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was 
thenceforth to occupy in the office, he thought 
of the snow-ball, and felt that he was then a 
much greater person than the evening he rolled 
amongst the company in Mr. Maudsley’s draw¬ 
ing-room. 
It was some months after Joe’s elevation, that 
a case came into the office which required that 
a confidential agent should be sent to a neigh¬ 
boring city. He was immediately questioned, 
and being found competent for the duty, he was 
intrusted with it, and he not only brought the 
affair to a satisfactory issue, but laid the foun¬ 
dation of a very lucrative business for the office, 
which was recognized by giving him a consid¬ 
erable increase of salary and an advance in his 
position in thje establishment. Thus, by his 
roll in ,this affair, Joe Gimber, true to his rule 
of life, gathered much and lost nothing. 
He was now a person of some consequence, 
and being placed at the head of one of the de¬ 
partments in the office, was invited as a guest 
to Mr Maudsley’s house. The little sylphide 
in blue had grown into a beautiful girl; and as 
Joe—we beg his pardon — Mr. Joseph Gimber 
— was by no u?sans a bad looking fellow, it was 
not surprising that Kate Maudsley-should look 
with favorable eyes upon him. An incident 
which I am obliged to confess w^s singularly 
unromandc, led to what in affairs of the heart 
is called “an interesting discovery.” It hap- 
pened in this way:—Kate was one evening 
busily engaged at a table near a window in ibe 
drawing-room, when Joseph entered; “ Oh I 
Mr. Gimber,” she cried, “ I am so glad you are j 
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My first is a boy’s name ; my second is a 
weight; my total is a city in the United States. 
E. I-’- WILSON, 
SURGEON DENTIST, over Breck’s Banking 
House, No. 58 State St., Rochester, N.Y. 359tf 
Answer to Biographical Enigma in No. 363 : 
I dare do all that may become a man; who 
dares do more, is none. 
BUTTER-BUTTER-BUTTER! 
A. Xj. STIMSON, 
At his Store, No. 3 Broadway, New York, and at the Franklin 
St. Maiket, (of which ho is lessee,) will give faithful attention 
to the sale of nice table Batter, packed thoroughly in firkins 
and tubs for family use, or in rolls, enclosed in muslin. Prompt 
returns for consignments, at consumers’ prices. Commission 
only five per cent, and no other charge. Reference: The 
American Express Company. 359w4 
laugntor whenever a weai-ai raea missile took 
effect he hat or weiH-brushed coat oi 
a gthid elderly gentleman, whose withering 
looks of surprise and indignation only increased 
the boisterous merriment of the young delin¬ 
quents. At another spot a juvenile party had, 
by their united exertions, formed a snow-ball, 
which, by its extraordinary magnitude, excited 
the ’ponder of a numerous assemblage of young 
S pe ctators. The butcher’s boy stood with gap- 
in,g mouth, lost in the admiration of its size, 
and wholly regardless of that sweet-bread in 
the basket on his arm, which old Tiffin had 
specially ordered for his breakfast; the bill- 
sticker’s boy, too, who had been despatched 
venire a terre to distribute the bills for that 
evening’s performance, paused, — mercifully 
paused — on his way to examine and measure, 
in his mind’s eye, that monstrous globe which 
he mentally compared to a gigantic bolus.— 
There was, however, one amongst the crowd 
who gazed at the snow-ball with the eye of a 
lilosopher—a man of the world—I say a man ; 
j:,r though Joe Gimber had not yet seen his 
twelfth birth-day, he was a perfect specimen of 
the precious street boy, whose intellent had 
been matured by hunger and sharpened by ne¬ 
cessity. He bad obtained from “ the servant,” 
to whom his application had been made through 
the area railings, an order to scrape and clear 
away the snow from the door-steps, and, having 
completed the job to his own satisfaction, was 
now, while waiting for the modest remunera¬ 
tion of his labor, watching, with a combination 
of childish interest and cool calculation, the 
progress of accumulation in the snow-ball as 
the boys rolled it to and fro on the snow. 
«It grows bigger and bigger every turn,” said 
the little fellow to himself, as he leaned con¬ 
templatively on his broom. “ That’s the way 
to git to be a great man 1” 
The attitude and something in the features of 
the young speculator attracted the notice of Mr. 
Maudsley, the owner of the house, who was 
standing at his parlor window at the moment; 
and, by his order, a servant intimated to the 
ragged sweeper that he was to come in to her 
master, who wished to speak to him. Some¬ 
what surprised, but nothing daunted, Joe fol¬ 
lowed the servant into the hall, and having 
carefully deposited his shovel and broom on 
the door-mat, marched directly into the parlor, 
where he was told he would find Mr. Maudsley. 
It, would not be easy to imagine a more strik¬ 
ing contrast than that which the poor unwashed, 
untended, half-naked, and nearly half-starved 
child offered to every object in the picture to 
which he was thus suddenly introduced. A 
tattere d old fustian jacket, tied, for lack of but¬ 
tons, round his wrist with a piece of pack¬ 
thread, partially concealed an inner garment of 
di ngy hue and dubious material; loose cordu¬ 
roy trowsers, made originally for a full grown 
person, but tucked up round the legs, to 
accommodate the diminutive stature of the ac- 
tience, industry, and perseverance are his hand¬ 
maids— truth, justice, and humanity lie in his 
path—the wise man makes these his own, and 
gatihers peace and happiness as he goes I" 
There was something in the manner in which 
these few wor ds were spoken which sunk into 
thq child’s heart. He' uttered not a word, bat 
Mr. Maudsley perceived that he felt what had 
been said, and secretly determined to make an 
attempt to rescue the poor outcast from his de¬ 
graded position. 
The little fellow was by his direction, imme- 
mediately placed in the hands of servants, who, 
by the application of soap and water, combs and 
brushes, and entire change of his costume for a 
suit of Master Maudsley’s clothes, was shortly 
transformed into a respectable looking boy.— 
Being thus rendered presentable, be was intro¬ 
duced to the kitchen, where he quickly ingra¬ 
tiated himself with the members of the “lower 
house” by his obliging manners. His stories 
of life amongst the wandering tribes of New 
York were immensely relished, and his imita¬ 
tion of some of the fancy young men, were de¬ 
clared by the cook and housemaid to be equal 
to a play. 
The Christmas dinner at Mr. Maudsley’s was 
a great affair ; for a large party of the relations 
on both sides of the house had assembled to do 
honor to the festival. There were the three un¬ 
married sisters of Mr. Maudsley, two rich ma¬ 
ternal uncles, who being bachelors, were looked 
up to with great respect by the family—a mar¬ 
ried brother of Mr. Maudsley, with his wife and 
five children, Mrs. Maudsley’s mother, and Mr. 
Maudsley’s aunt, to say nothing of three or four 
cousins who had a standing engagement for 
Christmas day. I will briefly pass over the de¬ 
tails of the dinner and dessert; but if any of 
my readers imagine that the roast turkey was 
not of the largest and fattest that the market 
could supply, that the sirloin of beef was not 
the juiciest and primest that ever obtained a 
first class prize at the Cattle Show, that the 
plum pudding was not the richest and rarest, 
that the mince pies were not the nicest, that the 
port was not the oldest and the champagne not 
the creamiest, that the toasts were not the 
most cordially proposed and the most eloquent¬ 
ly responded to ; that, in a word, the feast was 
not the most glorious and the company not the 
happiest that had ever been known, then I 
must take the liberty of saying that I entirely 
differ in opinion with them. 
Later in the evening, there was a general de¬ 
mand for a dance amongst the young people, 
and one of Mr. Maudsley’s sisters, who “didn’t 
dance,” undertook to supply the music on the 
piano. Little Joe, who heard in the kitchen 
the beating of the merry feet overhead, express¬ 
ed a strong desire to witness the dance, and by 
the contrivance of one of the servants was smug¬ 
gled behind a large Indian screen that had been 
placed in front of a glass door communicating 
with the conservatory. Mounted on a flower- 
stand, and hidden from observation by the 
screen, Joe Gimber peeped through the ever¬ 
greens with which it was decorated, and beheld 
a scene which completely bewildeied him. As 
the light and graceful forms of the children flit¬ 
ted before him in the dance, their cheeks glow¬ 
ing with health and happiness, and their eyes 
sparkling with enjoyment, he fancied himself 
transported to some fairy land ; his heart beat 
violently, and his eyes dazzled with light; he 
vainly tried to follow the walizeis in their mazy 
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Ax Eastern man writes us that a stage driver, 
by vhose side he was riding on the box a few 
weeis ago, told him the following story as they 
passed a wretched looking farm house, and the 
old farmer lounging about the door. The dri¬ 
ver said : 
“ A Boston trader called at that house 
some 
tim -' ago to buy cheese, but when he came to 
look < t the lot he concluded not to take it, it 
was or dl of skippers. As he was going off, 
the {.' me> '^id to him, “Look here, Mister,how 
can I get . ty cheese down to Boston the 
cheapest ?” 
The trader took another look at it, and see¬ 
ing more and more evidence of its being alive, 
alive, replied, “ Well, let it be a day or two 
longer, t<nd I guess you can drive it right down I” 
HR. H. O. WANZER, 
Dentist, Artistic Incorruptible Teeth, No. 16 
Buffalo street, (Pitkin s Block,) Rochester, 
N.Y. 353tf 
NOTICE TO THE BOYS. 
Mg. W. W. Parsells, of New York City, will give particular 
attention to cutting and makiDg every description of Boys 
Garments in the latest and most approved styles. He has 
opened at Messrs. Clarksons’ Rooms a fine assortment of 
Cloths and Cassimeres lor Juveniles, selected by himself from 
the best stocks in New York city. 
851 W W. PARSELLS, Boy’s Taylor, 
Clarkson’B Rooms, 26 and 27 Arcade Gallery. 
Rochester, Sept. 12, 1856. 
CHOICE FARM FOR SALE, 
In the town of Kendall Orleans Co., N. Y., sitnated one 
mile north and half a mile west from West Kendall village, 
containing ll)2 acres of choice land, with a comfortable dwel¬ 
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of water, 20 acres of choice timber land, the balance under good 
state of cultivation and first rate fences. For particulars apply 
to the subscriber HENRY LABBITT on tho premises. 350wlj 
Newspaper Employment. —A young gentle¬ 
man, who has his evenings to himself, and is a 
perfect master of French, is extremely anxious 
to obtain a situation as reader on any English 
paper, in order “ correct the press.” The Lon¬ 
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ply by letter (enclosing a Queen’s head) to 
Monsieur Louis Napoleon, Moniteur office, T il- 
leries, Paris.—N. B. Has had considerable ex¬ 
perience in “ locking up the forms” of the prin¬ 
cipal French journals.— Punch. 
ANDKK LEROY’S NURSERIES, 
AT ANGERS, FRANCE. 
Mr Andre Leroy, member of the principal Horticultural 
and Agricultural Societies of Europe and America, and lately 
nromoted by the French Emperor to the rank of Knight of the 
Legion of Honor for the best Nursery Products exhibited at 
the World’s Fair in Paris, begs leave to inform his friends and 
t publio that he hue just published his new Catalogue for 
1856, Being more extensive and complete than thatof any simi¬ 
lar y'>- Jishment on the Continent. It contains the prices, Ac., 
of all the Fruit, Ornamental and Evergreen Troes, Shrubs, 
Roses, t < nellias, Stocks, Seedlings, Ac., Ac., with the neces¬ 
sary information for importing the same. His experience in 
putting up orders for America, and the superiority of his plants, 
have been too well appreciated during a period of ten years to 
require further comment. 
The Catalogue can be obtained free of charge on application 
to the undersigned Agent, who will also receive and forward 
the orders. Mr. A. Leroy is happy in being able to state that 
his Nurseries were not reached by the inundation which so re¬ 
cently devastated a portion of the district in which thev are 
situated. ANDRE LEROY, Angers. 
S60wl5 F A. BRUGUIF.RK, Sole Agent, 
138 Pearl St., New York. 
A wicked wag of a lawyer, in one oi our 
County Courts, recently scandalized the bench 
by putting the following query to the profes¬ 
sional brethren :—“ Why is Judge-like 
necessity ?" The “members of the bar” then 
and there present quickly answered, “ Because 
he knows no law.” 
FARM FOR SALE.—I still hold my Farm for sale, as 
advertised in the August numbers of the Rural, and In the 8th 
November number. 
S48tf M. G. PECK, Pontiao, Oakland Co., Mioh. 
Might and Main.— Gordon Cummings, the 
great lion slayer, was telling Rogers, one day, 
how he once came, unarmed, upon a huge lion. 
“Thinking to frighten him, I ran at him with 
all my might,” said the hunter. “ Whereupon,” 
said Rogers, “ he ran away with all his mane, I 
suppose 1 “Exactly so,” said Cummings. 
A lady asked her gardener why the weeds 
always outgrew and covered up the flowers.— 
“Madam,” answered he, “the soil is mother of 
the weeds, but only step-mother of the flowers.” 
H. O. BRYAN, FASHIONABLE HATTER, old stand 
of Clark A Gilman. 23 State 8t.. Rochester. lySUl 
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A baker has invented a new kind of yeast. 
It makes bread so light that a pound of it 
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Porter’s Spirit of the Times has an account of 
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on six months credit, than tell the truth for cash /’’ 
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