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AGRICULTURAL HYMN. 
BY KEY. JOHN PIEKPONT, D. V. 
To God, the gracious Giver 
0/ sunshine, dew and rain. 
Of hillside, vale and river, 
And broad and fertile plain,— 
Who giveth to our mountains 
The glory of their trees, 
And poureth out the fountains 
That fill our inland seas,— 
Who wrappcth Winter’s bosom 
In His soft, woolly snows, 
And openeth every blossom 
That Spring around us throws,— 
To Him, our tribute bringing, 
Of thankful hearts, we come, 
With joy and gladness singing 
Our hymn of “ Harvest Home.” 
Shall we, Thy sons and daughters, 
Withhold our grateful lays, 
While all Thy winds and waters 
Are vocal in Thy praise 7 
No! while all earth rejoices 
In Thy paternal care, 
Will we lift up our voices, 
O, God, in praise and prayer. 
God, who our patient labor 
With plenty crown’st thus, 
Help us our suffering neighbor 
To bless as Thou dost us ; 
And while Thy gifts we gather 
From Held and fold and stall, 
To serve the good All-Father 
Who giveth all to all. 
THE 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
ORPHAN GOVERNESS. 
BY ANNA BURR. 
[Continued from page 333, last number.] 
Chapter II. 
“When did you reach New York?” inquired 
Myra, after they were seated. 
“The steamer from Liverpool arrived three days 
since, and I came up here quite as soon as Aunt 
Mary would let me, for I wanted to see you and 
Charlie— she said that your mother had gone, 
That Miss Niles is a very queenly-looking lady— 
I have heard something of her history.” 
“Oh, she is a lovely person ! I never was so 
happy in my life before as I have been since she 
came here.” 
The gentleman smiled at Myra’s earnestness, 
“ I would go through fire and water for her sake,” 
said Charlie looking up from the kite he was 
fixing. 
“Ah, I see that she has two pretty good friends; 
but when do you expect aunt home ?” 
“Sometime in August. I hope that you will 
not go back to the city immediately because 
mama is absent. I want you to stay very much.” 
“Well, I’ll visit here a few days, Myra— we 
must have some nice rides together before I leave.” 
“ Oh, yes, cousin,” exclaimed Charlie, anima 
tedly, “aud I want you to hunt and fish with me, 
too.” 
“I’m just in the mood for ruralizing, Charlie 
A year’s travel through foreign cities, and wan¬ 
dering among ancient ruins, has well nigh jaded 
me with sight-seeing, and I will throw off my 
fatigue in this charming retreat,” and Herbert 
Leslie did enter into the enjoyment of country 
life with a youthful zest. He had known Myra 
and her brother from their infancy, and there had 
always been a strong attachment between the 
cousins. A large fortune was left at his disposal, 
when he had attained his majority, two years after 
his father’s decease. But the early education of 
pious parents had shielded him from the evils 
which are the attendants of wealth. His time 
was mostly occupied with benevolent schemes 
and projects, or in overseeing his immense landed 
estates, until, at the earnest request of Mrs. 
Leslie, he left his business, and traveled with her 
in Europe for the benefit of his health. There 
was a manly independence and freedom from 
social distinctions in Herbert’s very air, which 
indicated the true gentleman, and Grace felt, 
instinctively, that he would scorn to do a mean 
act. As they were necessarily thrown much to 
gether, she had an opportunity to observe him 
closely in his intercourse with the children. She 
soon experienced no restraint in his presence, for 
his respectful deference was peculiarly agreeable 
to one who had formerly moved in refined and 
elegant circles. 
Myra continued to grow thinner and paler every 
day. She had a slight hacking cough, and Her¬ 
bert began to watch her anxiously. Grace was 
walking alone in the garden one day, and she was 
somewhat surprised at his sudden appearance in 
the path before her, for she had left him in the 
library with Myra. 
“Miss Niles, may I talk with you awhile?” 
Grace signified her assent, and followed him to 
the arbor with undefinable sensations, for his 
manner was strange. 
“I am beginning to feel troubled about Myra 
— she has grown worse since I arrived—don’t you 
think so ?” 
“ Yes, sir, and I have written to Mrs. Atherton 
about it to-day.” 
“ Thank you, I am greatly relieved—I was going 
to request this of you. Myra is a lovely girl. I 
shall prolong my visit for her sake. It seems 
hard that she must leave the world while yet so 
young,” and Herbert sighed. 
“ Please do not speak of it—I cannot bear it yet. 
She is the dearest friend that I have onearth.” 
“Forgive me if I have pained you, Miss Niles ” 
—for Grace’s voice had sunk into a whisper, and 
she burst into tears. A sudden impulse prompted 
him to say “ I will be your friend, if .you consider 
me worthy of the honor.” She raised her head, 
and a look of warm gratitude shone from the soft, 
hazel eyes. 
1 Thank you, Mr. Leslie, but our paths in life 
diverge widely.” 
“Modest worth is elevated above these distinc¬ 
tions. Permit me”—and he respectfully lifted 
her hand to his lips. “This seals the compact; 
and now please remember that while I li\e you 
have ‘a friend.’” His tone was earnest, and 
hearing it, Grace knew that he meant what he 
said. After a time she talked more calmly of 
Myra, and somehow their conversation widened 
and deepened upon subjects which discovered a 
strange congeniality of sentiment. Grace forgot 
that she was a governess, and ere she was aware 
of it, Herbert drew her into talking of herself. 
The sorrowful story of her life was related in her 
own touchingly, eloquent manner telling it more 
with her changeful face and soft eyes, which grew 
dark with intensity, or sent forth sudden gleams, 
just as a streamlet will glide deep and still through 
forests, and then burst out into the sunshine upon 
the plain before it wends its way back again. 
When they returned to the house, Grace went up 
to her room, while Herbert joined his cousin in 
the library. New thoughts were surging through 
the orphan’s mind, and she could see a hand 
writing beautiful, glowing words upon the walls 
of her heart. The language was strange, but still 
her soul interpreted the words, although they were 
seen through -a misty veil—just as we sometimes 
behold a transparent cloud wrapping its pearly 
folds over the glorious, rising sun, not concealing 
it, but softening its dazzling brilliancy. She sat 
down to write, and she held the pen in her' hand 
a long time before it was dipped in the gilt ink- 
stand which Charlie had given her. I will take 
an extract from her letter which may interest the 
reader. It was addressed to an aunt who resided 
in Central New York. 
“ I was sorry to hear of your anxiety upon my ac¬ 
count; please do not feel troubled about me, for I am 
very happy here. Your kind invitation for me to come 
and share your home was warmly appreciated; but I 
knew of your limited income, and duty urged me to seek 
a situation. Mrs. Atherton is very kind, and I am de¬ 
votedly attached to her children. She entertains a 
great deal of fashionable society, (for there are many 
country-seats of the wealthy in this vicinity,) but I see 
little of it, for Myp.a’s delicate, nervous organization 
cannot bear much excitement. The world never seem¬ 
ed half as beautiful. There is a wondrous depth and 
expansion of blue sky out here in the country, and I 
have such delightful rambles in the deep woods. O, 
how I love them ! and Myra does, too. She is a dear 
girl. We are more like companions than teacher and 
pupil, for she is very mature for one of her years, and 
our souls often hold sweet communion together. A 
cousin of hers is visiting here now. I like him very 
much. There is a graceful ease and social polish in 
his manners, and at times a strange depth in his dark 
eyes, when he becomes interested upon some favorite 
theme.” 
When Herbert entered the library he found 
Myra reclining upon the sofa, with a book in her 
Jiand. He came up behind her very softly, and 
she did not see him until be spoke—“ What are 
you reading, little cousin ?” 
“My Bible,” and Myra’s eyes Ipoked uncom¬ 
monly large and brilliant when they turned upon 
the young man. She would have said more, but 
her cough prevented. A pajig shot through his 
heart, and dropping by the sofa he drew her head 
to his shoulder. 
“ Do you cough much now ?” 
“No, only mornings.” The two cousins made a 
beautiful picture. 
Myra’s curls swept Herbert’s cheek, and a sad¬ 
ness stole over his face as he bent his handsome 
head over her. The setting sun shone in at the 
large bay-window upon them, and trailed rosy 
bars of light across the dark wainscoting of the 
lofty room; for Mrs. Atherton’s house was built 
in the style of old English manors. This library 
was adorned with the portraits of the family, in 
heavy gilt frames, and there were several rare 
painting, of Italian scenery. There was also an 
elegantly carved mahogany bookcase, and the 
costly bindings of several hundred volumes shone 
through the glass doors. 
“I have been reading this,” and Myra’s soft 
voice took up the sweet words of Christ —“ ‘ Let 
not your heart be troubled—ye believe in God, 
believe also in me. In my Father’s house are 
many mansions; if it were not so, I would have 
told you. I go to prepare a place for you—and if 
I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, 
and receive you to myself, that where I am there 
ye may be also.’ I do want to go,” and there was 
the old dreamy look in Myra’s eyes. “ Don’t you 
think that angels hover around us sometimes, 
cousin Herbert?” 
“Yes, darling, the pure and good often feel their 
influence; but why do you ask ?” 
“ Oh, it seems as if papa is near me sometimes.” 
“ I presume that he does watch over you, Myra,” 
and he pressed a kiss upon her fair brow. 
“ Do you think so ? It makes me very happy to 
believe that.” A sudden animation lit up the 
pale face. 
“Always believe it then, for nothing can harm 
us that brings holy and good thoughts to our 
minds.” 
The cousins had many such conversations to¬ 
gether during Herbert’s visit, but sometimes 
Myra would talk of her governess, and then her 
listener appeared much interested. He never 
seemed weary of hearing her praises from the 
artless lips. One day it happened that Grace and 
Herbert were left alone in the library. He took 
down a volume of Scott’s poems from the book¬ 
case, and read several passages from “ The Lady 
of the Lake.” His clear intonations, accompanied 
by occasional suggestions and explanations of bis 
own, made the time pass very agreeably to bis 
attentive listener. At length he closed the book, 
saying—“ How do you like this poem, Miss Niles?” 
“ Oh, very much—it carries me into a sort of 
dream world, where all is strangely beautiful—at 
least some parts of it affect me thus.” 
They talked a long time, and when Herbert 
said, with one of his rare smiles, “Our tastes are 
similar—we shall be very good friends,” Grace 
could not help marking the earnestness which 
made his eyes grow dark. 
A letter from Mrs. Leslie suddenly summoned 
her son to New York, and lie departed, leaving 
Myra sad, but somewhat comforted by his last 
words—“ I will come back when aunt returns, and 
then, perhaps, you will be able to enjoy some 
pleasure excursions.” Grace felt a strange 
heaviness when he bade her “ good-bye,” saying, 
“ I trust that we part friends.” 
“ Yes,” and there was an ingenuous blush upon 
her cheeks. But now the welcome guest had left 
Willow .Dell, and Charlie wandered through the 
house whistling to himself, as if endeavoring to 
overcome the sense of loneliness which pressed 
heavily upon his heart, too. Two days after 
Herbert’s departure, a carriage laden with trunks 
drove leisurely up the avenue, and Charlie came 
running in, exclaiming, “Mama has come, and 
there is a lady with her.” 
Chapter III. 
Mrs. Atherton had not received the letter from 
Grace, but she felt wearied, and concluded to 
return before the expected time. The young 
lady who accompanied her she introduced as 
“ Miss Gertrude Belmont,” a rich Southern 
heiress, and the daughter of an old friend. She 
was a very handsome, stylish-looking girl, and 
wore the air of one who was accustomed to admi¬ 
ration, and idolized it with all the intensity of her 
nature. Mrs. Atherton had met her at Nahant, 
and persuaded her to spend a few weeks at Willow 
Dell, upon her homeward route to Virginia. Miss 
Belmont’s education had been such as to nourish 
selfishness and pride. She possessed a disposition 
so artful and designing, accompanied with fascina¬ 
ting manners, beauty, and wit, that crowds of 
admirers attended her triumphal appearance in 
society. She had become a confirmed coquette, 
and now it was necessary for her happiness to 
have at least twenty flirtations during a season. 
Mrs. Atherton was delighted upon hearing of 
Herbert’s return, and before she retired that 
night she wrote a letter: 
“ My Dear Nephew :—I want to lecture you soundly 
for going off before I had returned. You must come 
back immediately, and your mother and Aunt Ray¬ 
mond must accompany you. A Miss Belmont is here 
from the South, aud you can ‘ play the agreeable ’ to 
her, for she must not die of ennui ; and now, I think of 
it, briDg Carrie and her affianced, Mr. Sandfoed.” 
So ran a part of this epistle. 
The next day Grace sought Mrs. Atherton, 
and informed her of Myra’s symptoms. 
“Well, I don’t think that we need he alarmed 
about her yet,” was the thoughtless mother’s 
reply. “ Her health always begins to fail this 
time of the year. Dr. Thornton knows how to 
strengthen her up—he must call to see her to-day. 
I have just sent for Herbert to come out to Wil¬ 
low Dell, with some city relations, for you know 
I must entertain our visitor agreeably—so I shall 
leave Myra in your charge. But there are some 
presents in my trunk.” The lady soon produced 
an elegant dress-pattern. “ This black silk is for 
you, and Jane must make it up this week. Your 
kind attention to my children is appreciated. 
Grace’s eyes filled with grateful tears, and she 
warmly expressed her thanks. “You are per 
fectly welcome to it; and here are some jet brace 
lets to match.” Mrs. Atherion could not have 
chosen more appropriate gi fr/>, for Grace’s ward 
robe was not very eyjtensive.Vl though her exquis¬ 
ite taste had made, if' appeal? more ample than it 
really was. 
Dr. Thornton came that afternoon, and his 
countenance was very serious. Grace watched 
him closely, and her heart sank within her. The 
mother seemed alarmed, too, and anxiously await 
ed the result; hut she took comfort from the 
assurance that Myra was in no immediate danger, 
Return mail brought nothing from New York, but 
the following day the sudden advent of Mrs 
Atherton’s city friends, threw her into a state of 
pleasurable excitement. Herbert immediately 
sought his cousin Myra, and her joyous face told 
more than her words how happy she was to meet 
him again. Grace seemed pleased, too, and an 
hour soon passed very swiftly over the trio 
Then, there came a rap at the door, and Mrs, 
Atherton entered, followed by the ladies. There 
was her sister, Mrs. Raymond, with her daughter 
Carrie, and Herbert's mother. Grace perceived 
at once that the latter was different from either of 
her sisters, for she was a dignified woman, without 
coldness or hauteur, and her manners were dis 
tinguished by that repose which characterizes a 
true lady. She had a very peaceful, sunny coun 
tenance, and looking at her for the first time, our 
heroine felt that she was all that Herbert 
mother should be. Mrs. Raymond was a gay, 
social lady, much like Myra’s mother, and Carrie 
was what education had made her—a butterfly of 
fashion, lovely in person, and naturally of an 
amiable disposition; but she was a petted, spoiled 
girl, and dress, gay society, and worldly pleasun 
was her constant delight. Grace thought that 
she saw a deep under-current of lively sensibili¬ 
ties and affectionate impulses beneath the frothy 
surface of her character, for she embraced Myra 
very warmly, and then turned away her head to 
hide the tears which sprang to her eyes upon 
beholding her cousin’s evident decline. 
“I’m not going to let you remain here any 
longer,” said Mrs. Atherton, peremptorily, when 
they had chatted awhile with the invalid. “Miss 
Belmont and Mr. Sandford are alone in the 
parlor, and we must join them. Do you feel able 
to go down this afternoon, my daughter ?” 
“Oh yes, mama,” and Herbert offered his arm 
“We will fix a nice seat for you,” said he 
“ Come, Miss Niles, you are going, too?” 
“ Certainly, Grace,” said Mrs. Atherton, nod 
ding pleasantly,—and so she went. 
When Myra was comfortably seated in a large, 
easy chair, Herbert’s aunt drew him across the 
room, to be introduced to Miss Belmont, for he 
had not seen her yet. The gentleman was accus 
tomed to meeting with beautiful women, therefore 
he betrayed no peculiar signs of admiration when 
presented to Gertrude. Perhaps this was what 
piqued her vanity, for she certainly exerted herself 
to please this fastidious young man that afternoon, 
She was brilliant in conversation, and her spark¬ 
ling wit shone to the best advantage, and effectu 
ally engrossed Herbert’s attention for sometime 
but she noticed that bis eyes occasionally wandered 
to where Grace sat with her charge. Mr. Sand 
ford was having a game of backgammon with his 
betrothed, and at length a burst of musical 
laughter from Carrie proclaimed her victory. 
The gentleman put on a very sober face, and 
called out, “Miss Belmont, will you please extri¬ 
cate me from my embarrassing position ? Here 
this little lady has actually won the game from 
me three times in succession.” 
“ I infer that you wish me to take her place, 
and let you win now,” said Gertrude, smiling. 
“ That is precisely what I desire,” he replied 
with comic gravity, for Harry Sandford was fond 
of a joke, and his playful jests made him a great 
favorite with the ladies. His manners were also 
very pleasing, and this, joined with an income of 
six thousand a year, made him quite a “ lion” in 
the fashionable circles. 
“ Do come, Miss Belmont, for he is in a very 
precarious situation,” and Carrie sprang up from 
her chair. So Herbert crossed the room with 
Gertrude, who accepted the challenge; and the 
two cousins watched the game with some interest, 
but then Herbert left them to join Myra. After 
tea, music was proposed, and as Grace was re¬ 
quested to play, she sat down to the piano, and 
Herbert turned the leaves while she sang a few 
songs. But she excused herself as soon as polite¬ 
ness would allow, for Myra looked weary, and 
they left the room together. 
“ Miss Niles is very attentive to her charge,” 
remarked the soft voice of Mrs. Leslie, when the 
door had closed behind them. 
“ Oh, yes! I feel under lasting obligations to 
sister Mary, for sending me such a prize,” was 
the mother’s complacent reply. “She seems very 
well bred, too, and there is a graceful ease in her 
manners, which is truly charming.” 
“She came of an old family, and was not bred 
for a teacher,” Mrs. Raymond remarked. 
Herbert felt gratified to hear his mother’s 
meed of praise, and Gertrude saw it with a pang 
of jealousy. 
“They all seem to be captivated by this upstart 
governess, and construe her impudence into good 
breeding,” she thought, and again the heiress 
employed all her fascinations to win Herbert’s 
attention, for a little rivalry was a sufficient in¬ 
centive to the artful coquette at any time. Before 
sunset that evening the gentleman went to see 
Myra. 
“How is our invalid now?” he inquired as 
Charlie opened the door. 
“Oh, I am resting; come in, cousin!” said a 
faint voice from the sofa. Herbert obeyed, aud 
Grace arose from the low stool where she had 
been sitting. They stood together near Myra’s 
head, while Charlie leaned upon the other end of 
the sofa. A new idea seemed to flash through the 
boy’s mind, for he suddenly clapped his hands, 
exclaiming, “ Oh, sister! don’t Herbert and 
Grace (she had long before this requested the 
children to drop her formal appellation) look near 
enough alike to be brother and sister ?” 
“ I have thought so a great many times,” was 
the artless reply. 
Grace turned away her head quickly, but not 
before the gentleman had caught a glimpse of the 
sudden light breaking through the rosy glow upon 
her face. A deep conviction of what prompted it 
Settled in his heart, and there was a new tender¬ 
ness in his tones' when he bade hdr good night, 
which made her strangely happy. The interest 
which her acquaintance had inspired, during bis 
two weeks’ visit at Willow Dell, had been deepen¬ 
ing ever since, and now, when he thought over 
her superior qualities of mind and heart, Herbert 
knew that he had found his “soul’s elect.” But 
he resolved not to make this known to her at 
present, until be had derived more evidence of a 
reciprocal attachment. 
There is an old saying that “ Delay is danger¬ 
ous ;” and how many times has this proved true 
in our own lives! A strange fatality often causes 
procrastinations, which may appear very trifling, 
but are so connected and interwoven in the chain 
of circumstances, that time has proved them im¬ 
portant links, and set them up as shining way- 
marks upon life’s road. 
One morning, while Mrs. Atherton’s guests 
were lingering around the breakfast-table, engaged 
in pleasant desultory chat, she remarked, “ Gen¬ 
tlemen, I know that the young ladies would enjoy 
a horseback ride this fine morning. That thunder 
shower last night has laid the dust, and the air is 
very fresh.” 
“I am always a willing cavalier,” said Mr. 
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Sandford, jumping up and bowing very gallantly 
to the ladies. 
“So am I,” added Herbert, with less alacrity 
“Oh, I’m so glad! Now you can use that beau¬ 
tiful riding-suit which I saw in your room, Miss 
Belmont; but what shall I do, aunt?” and Carrie 
drew down her face, as if in a dilemma. 
“Never fear! I can provide you with one. 
Now remember, girls, I shall have the horses 
around in a half hour, so you must be ready,” for 
they were leaving the room together. Gertrude 
was not displeased with having an opportunity 
for displaying her elegant figure upon horseback, 
and she heard the arrangement with inward de¬ 
light. She did make a splendid appearance, 
Grace thought, for she watched the riding-party 
as they went down the avenue, until Gertrude’s 
waving plumes were no longer visible. Myra 
was leaning upon the arm of her governess, and 
she said, “ That Southern lady is very beautiful, 
but I never could love her.” 
“Why, darling?” 
“ Oh, she has such a scornful expression about 
her lips sometimes, and then her eyes have a 
strange glitter, too.” 
Grace had marked it. There had been a reserve 
between the two ever since their first introduction, 
for Miss Belmont was naturally overbearing, and 
since Herbert’s arrival, her restraint toward 
Grace almost approached to rudeness, at times 
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BY D. D. T, MOORE, ROCHESTER, N. Y. 
Sleep. —The keenest pang of remorse, as paint¬ 
ed by the great poet, is that it “ murders sleep;” 
and the choicest boon that man receives from his 
Maker is described in that pregnant line so beau¬ 
tifully pharaphrased by England’s noblest female 
poet—“ He giveth his beloved sleep.” 
True beauty is but virtue made visible in out¬ 
ward grace. Beauty and vice are disjointed by 
nature herself. 
Warranted double the strength of ordinary Pot-, 
/"•Clash. Put up in cans—1 !b., 2 lbs., 3 lbs., 6 It'S, and /•Q 
OOjl2 lbs.—with full directions for making Hard and 1)0 
Soft Soap. Consumers will find this the cheapest) 
Potash in market. and 
Manufactured and for sale by 
B. T. BABBITT, Wk 
Nos. 68 and 70 Washington st„ New York, i i U 
501 and No. 38 India st., Boston.! 
YOUR OWN SOAP. 
SAFOWIlflEElL ■ 
OR, 
PURE CONCENTRATED POTASH. 
Warranted double the strength of ordinary Potash. One 
pound will make twelve gallons good strong Soap, without 
lime aud with little trouble. Manufactured and put up in 
1, 2, 4 and 6 lb. cans, in lumps, with directions, at the Chal¬ 
lenge Chemical Works, New York. 
E. It. DURKEE & CO., 
181 Pearl street, N. Y„ Proprietors. 
Sold everywhere. 500-25t 
jptAIRPORT CHEMICAL WORKS. 
33. 15. JDe3h3XINri3, 
Acknowledging the favor and patronage which have been 
bestowed upon him by the Trade and others, since the com¬ 
mencement of his enterprise, respectfully informs his pa¬ 
trons and the public generally, that with greatly increased 
facilities he continues to mauufacture a superior article of 
SALERATUS, PURE CREAM TARTAR , BICAR¬ 
BONATE OF SODA . SAL SODA. &a. 
The above articles will be sold in all varieties of packages, 
at as low prices as they are afforded by any other manufac¬ 
turer, and in every case warranted pure and of superior 
quality. Orders respectfully solicited and promptly filled. 
IP&~ Consumers of Saleratus, Cream Tartar, and Bi -Car¬ 
bonate of Soda should be careful to purchase that having 
the name of D. B. DeLand on the wrapper, as they will thus 
obtain a pure article. 
Fairport, Monroe Co., N. 7 . 482wctf 
A STOR HOUSE!, Broadway, New York.—All the 
Milk used here comes from a Farm carried on for the 
express and sole purpose of furnishing Milk, Vegetables, 
Poultry, Eggs and Pork to this House. The Cows feed in 
Winter on the best of Hay and Meal, and in Summer on rich 
Pastures and Meal only. _ [4-101 0. A. STETSON. 
L IMB.—Page’s Perpetual Klin, Patented July, ’57. 
Superior to any in use for Wood or CoaL 2'A cords of 
wood, or 11 4 tuns of coal to 100 bbls.—coal not mixed with 
stone. Address 434tf] 0. D. PAGE. Rochester, N. Y. 
Office, Union Buildings, Opposite tlie Court Donsc, Buflalo St. 
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