FLOW DEEP- 
BY WM. OLAND BOURNE. 
Hoi Yeoman! turning up the sod ! 
Thrust with your might the sharpened blade! 
Turn up. turn up the iieavy clod. 
And find the treasures underlaid! 
No' on the surface lies the boon— 
Not where the skimming idler plays-, 
Bring to the genial heat of noon 
The richer soil to catch the rays! 
Plow deep! Plow deep! 
Give to tliy sinewy arm the will — 
Give to thy toiling hand (he might— 
Wealth buried deep shall come to fill 
The hands of him who toils aright. 
Turn up, turn up the under soil; 
Turn to tiie light, and air, and sky ; 
A large reward repays his toil 
Who delveth deep where treasures lie! 
Plow deep! Plow deep! 
Ho! Delver in the boundless field 
Where Truth lies waiting to lie won! 
Not priceless treasures will she yield, 
While yet the task is just begun. 
Turn up, turn up, with patient hand, , 
The deeper soil that hides the gold, 
And rubies witli the glittering sand 
Thy longing eyes shall soon behold. 
Plow deep! plow deep! 
Ho! Worker in the world’s domain! 
Ho! Toiler In our mighty age! 
Before thee lies the open plain. 
In whose great strife thou canst engage. 
Turn up, turn up, the pregnant earth! 
It waits to win the riper seeds: 
They shall, in lleavt n’s own time, give birth 
To glorious and immortal deeds! 
Plow deep! Plow deep! 
THE HOMELY TALISMAN. 
BY WM. T. COGGSHALL. 
Some years ago, when T was a rambler 
through "tho streets of Cincinnati, for tho 
purpose of picking up trifles to interest tbc 
readers of the local column of a city paper, 
1 often purchased apples, nuts, and candies, 
of a young girl who had a stand near the 
junction of two business avenues. 
She was not handsome in tho common 
acceptation of this much abused word, but 
there was an artlessness and yet a winning- 
grace in her manner, which convinced me 
that her station in life should ho above the 
one she then occupied. Her dress was in- 
variably a close fitting pink calico one. I 
felt that her parents must be very poor, 
and as I saw her day after day in the same 
attire, 1 had my suspicions that her ward¬ 
robe could not be very extensive; yet as she 
always appeared scrupulously neat and tidy, 
it was a great mystery to me how this stri¬ 
king neatness was secured, and why there 
was not ever any variety in her apparel. I 
saw that it was tasteful and becoming, but 
1 knew that ladies are proverbial for a love 
of variety in dress, and I had an interest in 
knowing why this simple girl was so marked 
an exception. 
I have always delighted to study character, 
I cither in high or low life, and I took it upon 
inc to investigate the pretty apple girl’s pe¬ 
culiarity. Her fruit was ever clean and 
tempting, but I often made purchases mere¬ 
ly for tho sake of forming an acquaintance. 
| At length, known to her as a liberal patron, 
sho began to have less reserve with me than 
when I first noticed her, and finally I was 
emboldened to make inquiries in reference 
to her family. It was some time beforo sho 
conversed freely, but by dint of persever¬ 
ance, I learned that she lived with her moth¬ 
er, in a pleasant cottage on a quiet street in 
the suburbs of tho city. I knew tho spot— 
its attractiveness had often interested mo, 
and I now became more curious than ever 
to hear tho history of the apple girl in the 
pink calico dress. 
I ventured to ask permission to call on 
her mother, and make her acquaintance, un¬ 
der the idea of a love for birds and flowers, 
with both of which the cottage was surround¬ 
ed. I did not receive the encouragement I 
wished, but still was left to hope that my 
curiosity might some day bo gratified. As 
obstacles to my purpose increased, I became 
more determined, and I resolved to change 
my tactics. I could not understand tho 
girl’s disinclination to allow our acquaintance 
to become, in any respect, familiar but I 
know that she would not dare to treat me 
rudely, and watching my opportunity, one 
Sunday afternoon, I addressed her as she 
stood at the street-gate of the cottage, and 
as I admired some flowers which grew in a 
bed near tho house, she could not escapo, 
politely, from the necessity of inviting me 
to walk through tho yard. Accidentally wo 
mot the mother. I had an invitation to 
enter tho cottage; of course I accepted with 
deasure, and finding the mother inclined to 
>e more communicative than the daughter, 
I managed to learn that they were French 
folks, although both spoke English remarka¬ 
bly well. Tho cottage parlor was furnished 
plainly but elegantly. There were upon 
the walls several pictures, and upon the 
mantel a number of delicate works of art, 
which I was satisfied could not have been 
purchased by the limited earnings of an 
apple girl. 
Why a young girl, who lived in such a 
cottage, with so much evident taste and cul¬ 
tivation, should invariably wear a pink cal¬ 
ico dress, and sell fruits, nuts and candies 
on tho street, was to me a perplexing inquiry. 
There was a web of romance weaving around 
tho mysterious apple girl which became 
moro and more interesting, and every day 
my resolution to unravel it grew stronger. 
There was so much modesty in the girl’s 
bearing at her apple stand—she seemed so 
much afraid of scandal, should any one con¬ 
verse with her longer than was necessary to 
make purchases, that there was no way left 
for me to solve the mystery of her life but 
by visiting the cottage. Again I went 
without an invitation, and boldly made 
known the curiosity which led me to force 
myself upon their acquaintance. 
The daughter laughed heartily and said 
gaily: 
“We have been as much at fault to un¬ 
derstand your curiosity as you have to re- | 
| concile our circumstances with my employ- j 
| ment.” 
“ Then we should be mutual- confidants,” 
I observed; “ I have been very frank with 
you. and I hope you will reciprocate.” 
“But our relations are not similar,” she 
replied archly. “ We arc not responsible 
for your curiosity but you are for ours.” 
“ ilow so?” I cried. 
“ It was forced upon us.” 
“ Indeed; and was not mine forced upon 
me, in such a manner, too, as left me no 
choice but to seek out tho mystery? But a 
truce to this bandying of words; you will not 
take advantage of my frankness for any 
other purpose than to reward it with full 
explanations.” 
She looked at me a moment as if ques¬ 
tioning my apparent honesty, and then said 
pleasantly: 
“ Well, as you have been so good a patron 
of my apple stand, and you have taken such 
pains to know the romance of my history, 
if you will promise seeresy, I’ll tell you.” 
“ I’ll accept any conditions that i can 
fulfil,” 1 answered eagerly. 
‘ Walk with me into the garden, then,” 
said the girl. 
We had a pleasant seat under a rustic ar¬ 
bor, when the lady remarked— 
“ Mother told you that we once lived in a 
village near Paris”— 
“ She did” I answered, “on my first visit.” 
“We were not rich, but we had a pretty 
cottage and an income sufficient to support 
us. Father died when I was a little girl. I 
had no brothers, but 1 had a playmate who 
was dearer to me than a brother. As we 
grew older, his parents, who were rich, for¬ 
bid him to visit our house. We met in the 
fields. We loved each other, and would not 
be separated. His father learned that we 
still met and he was very angry. He told 
his son that if he visited me lie could not 
stay at his home; our fathers had been hit¬ 
ter enemies, but we could not understand 
why that should make us enemies when we 
loved each other, and Emile declared, that 
he would not neglect me, if his father did 
shut his doors against him. One day lie 
said to me, “I am going to run away, but 
not from you—from father, and you shall 
come to me, and then we shall never be part¬ 
ed.” It was hard for mo to consent, but 
Emile insisted, and wo took leave of each 
other, and he did run away. It was a long¬ 
time before we heard from him—then we 
got a letter which told us that ho was in 
America. I had changed very much since 
Emile’s absence, and mother was afra'ql I 
would die. I coaxed her to take me to Ameri¬ 
ca; Emile told us in Iris letter that he lived 
in Cincinnati. When we arrived at Boston, 
we inquired for Cincinnati, and were directed 
to this place. Mother bought this Cottage, 
and here wo have lived, expecting to meet 
Emile.” 
“Have you never heard from him?” I 
enquired. 
“ Only once,” she answered. 
“Do you know where he is now?” 
“No indeed; if we did, we would not stay 
here long.” . 
“ Have you never written him?” 
“We do not know his name. He has 
changed it as lie told us in his letter, but he 
neglectedjto tell us what name he now bears.” 
“ Do you think you will ever find him?” 
“ Ycs^ indeed, I do. I dream about him 
every night. I know lie is not dead, and 1 
shall soon meet him.” 
I made the inquiry, hoping it might lead 
to some explanation of the pink dress, and 
apple selling mystery. She understood my 
look and tone of curiosity, and answered 
pleasantly: 
“ That will explain to you the romance of 
my dress and occupation. When Emile and 
1 played together in France, I often wore a 
dress very much like this one. If he should 
see me any where in this dress he would 
know me. I might see him and not know 
him, but he would recognise me, and I would 
not dress in any other style, for fear wo 
might miss each other.” 
“ But why sell apples in the street?” said 
I, with a look of admiration for her devotion, 
which she soulcl not mistake. “ There is 
certainly no necessity that you should be 
so occupied.” , 
“Yes there is,” she answered naively, “ I 
must be where Emile could sec me, it he 
were to visit this city. I dare not bo on the 
street all the time, unless I am occupied, 
and I never thought there was any disgrace 
in selling apples. 
“ Certainly not,” I exclaimed, “but all who 
know your history will honor you. Accept 
my sincerest wishes, that your devotion to 
the lover of your youth, may be fully reward¬ 
ed by an early meeting and a happy re¬ 
union.” 
“ Thank you—thank you—but he is my 
lover now, as much as he was when we were 
in Francg, and I know 1 am going to see 
him soon. I’ll show him to you here before 
winter, I know I will. Mother says I am 
foolish, but something tells me to hope, and 
I do hope.” 
“ May you not bo disappointed,” I said al¬ 
most involuntarily. 
A few days after this interview, I missed 
tho apple girl in the pink dress, from her 
accustomed stand. Fearing that she might 
bo sick, I resolved to call at the cottage in 
the evening. When I went to my boarding 
house at supper time a note was handed me. 
It contained these words : 
“ Dear Sir—C ome to our house tliis evening. 
We have something more to tell you about the 
romance, (as you call it) of my humble dress and 
occupation. The Apple Girl.” 
] went—the mother stood in the door to 
welcome me, but the daughter ran to meet 
me, and taking both of my hands in hers, 
in a delirium ol joy, she sried— 
“ He’s come—lie’s come.” 
In her pink dress at tho apple stand she 
had met Emile the day previous. 
I stood that night- as a witness to their 
union, and a happier wedding I never at¬ 
tended. The devotion of the simple girl 
was rewarded—her faith was not misplaced 
—her homely talisman proved a true one. 
THRILLING INCIDENT C-F OCEAN LIFE. 
Our noble ship lay at anchor in tho Bay 
of Tangier, a fortified town in the extreme 
north-west of Africa. The day had been 
extremely mild, with a gentle breeze sweep¬ 
ing to the northward and westward; but 
along toward the close of the afternoon the 
sea-breeze died away, and one of those sul¬ 
try, oven-like atmospheric breathings came 
from the great sun-burnt Sahara. Half an 
hour before sundown the captain gave the 
cheering order for the boatswain to call the 
hands to go in swimming, and in less than 
five minutes the forms of our tars were seen 
leaping from the arms of the lower yards. 
One of the studding sails had been low¬ 
ered into the water, with its corners sus¬ 
pended from the main yard-arm and tho 
swinging boom, and into this most of tho 
swimmers made their way. Among tlioso 
who seemed to be enjoying the sport most 
heartily were two of tho boys, Tim Wallace 
and Fred Fairbanks, tho latter of whom 
was the son of our old gunner, and in a 
laughing mood they started out from tho 
studding sail on a race. - 
There was a loud ringing shout of joy 
on their lips as they put off, and they dart¬ 
ed through the water like fishes. The sur¬ 
face of the sea was smooth as glass, though 
its bosom rose in long heavy swells that set 
in from the Atlantic. 
The vessel was moored with a long sweep 
from both cables, and the buoy of the star- 
hoard anchor was far away on the starboard 
quarter, where it rose and fell with the lazy 
swells, like a drunken man. 
Toward this buoy the two lads made their 
way, Fred Fairbanks taking the lead; but 
when they were within about twenty or 
thrirty fathoms of the buoy, Tim shot ahead 
and promised to win the race. The old 
gunner watched the progress of his little 
son with a vast degree of pride, and when 
he saw him drop behind, he leaped upon 
the poop and was just upon tho point of 
urging him on by a shout, when a cry 
reached his ear that made him start as if he 
had been struck with a cannon-ball. 
“ A shark ! a shark !” came forth from the 
captain of tho forecastle, and at the sound 
of these terrible words the men who were in 
the water plunged toward the ship. 
Right abeam at the distance of three or 
four cables lengths, a sharp wake was seen 
in the water, where the back of the monster 
was visible. His course was for the boys. 
For a moment tl\o gunner stood like one 
bereft of sense, but on the next ho shouted 
at the top of his voice for the boys to turn, 
but tho little fellows heard him not—stoutly 
the two swimmers strove for the goal, all 
unconscious of the bloody death spirit that 
hovered so near them. Their merry laugh 
still rang over the waters, and at length 
they both touched the buoy together. 
6, what drops of agony started from the 
brow of our gunner 1 A boat had put off, 
but Fairbanks knew that it could not reach 
the boys in season, and every moment lie 
expected to see the monster sink from sight 
—then he know that all hope would be gone. 
At this moment a cry reached the ship, that 
went through every heart like a stream ot 
fire—the boys had discovered their enemy. 
The cry started old Fairbanks to his sen¬ 
ses, and quicker than thought he sprang to 
the quarter-deck. The guns were all load¬ 
ed and shotted fore and aft, and none knew 
their temper better than lie. With steady 
hand, made strong by a sudden hope, the 
old gunner seized a priming wire and picked 
the cartridge of one of the quarter guns; 
then he took from his pocket a percussion 
wafer and set it in its place, and set back 
the hammer of the patent lock. \\ ith a 
giant strength the old man swayed tho 
breech of the heavy gun to its bearing, and 
then seizing the string of the lock, he stood 
back and watched for the next swell that 
ivould bring the shark in range. He had 
aimed the piece some distance ahead of liis 
mark, hut yet a little moment M-ould settle 
his hopes and fears. 
Every breath was hushed, and every heart 
in that old ship beat painfully. »The boat 
was yet some distance from the hoys, while 
the horrid sea-monster was fearfully near. 
Suddenly the air was invoke by the roar of 
the heavy gun, and as the old man knew his 
shot was gone, he sank back upon the comb¬ 
ing of the hatch and covered his face with 
his hands, as if afraid to see the result of his 
own efforts, for if he had failed, ho knew 
that his boy was lost. 
For a moment after the report of the gun 
had died away upon the air, there was a dead 
silence, but as the dense sinoko arose from 
the surface of the water, there M T as, at first 
a low murmur breaking from the lips of the 
men—that murmur greM’ louder and strong¬ 
er, till it swelled to a joyous, deafening shout. 
The old gunner sprang to his feet and gazed 
off on the water, and the first thing that met 
his view was the huge carcass of the shark, 
lloating with his white belly up—a mangled, 
lifeless mass. 
In a few moments tho boat reached the 
daring swimmers, and half dead with fright 
they M’ere brought on board. The old man 
clasped his boy in his arms, and then over¬ 
come by the powerful excitement, ho lean¬ 
ed upon a gun for support. 
I have seen men in all the phases of ex¬ 
citement and suspense, but never have I seen 
three human beings more overcome by 
thrilling emotions, than on that startling 
moment when they first know tho oftect of 
our gunner’s shot. 
PROPER AGE TO MARRY. 
What will the ladies say to the following 
remarks of Dr. James Johnson, in his 
“ Economy of Health t” 
“ The most proper age for entering the 
holy bonds of matrimony has been discuss¬ 
ed but never settled. I am entitled to my 
opinion; and although I can not here give 
the grounds on which it rests, tho reader 
may take it for granted, that I could ad¬ 
duce, were this tlie proper place, a great 
number of reasons, both moral and physi¬ 
cal. for tho dogma I am about to propound. 
The maxim, then, which 1 would inculcate, 
is this—that matrimony should not be con¬ 
tracted before the first year of the fourth 
Septenniad, on the part of females, nor be¬ 
fore the last year of the same in the case of 
the male ; in other words, the female should 
bo at least 21, and the male 28 years old. 
That thero should be seven years difference 
between the ages of the sexes, at whatever 
period of life the solemn contract is entered 
upon, need not be urged, as it is universally 
admitted there is a difference of seven years, 
not in the actual duration of life in the two 
sexes, but in the stamina of the constitution 
—the symmetry of tho form, and the linea¬ 
ments of the face.” 
Small Matters.— The nerve of a tooth, 
not so largo as tho finest cambric needle, 
sometimes drives a man to distraction. A 
mosquito can absolutely make an elephant 
mad. The coral rock, which would cause a 
navy to founder, is the work of worms.— 
The warrior that has withstood death in a 
thousand forms, may lie killed by an insect. 
The deepest wretchedness often results from 
a perpetual continuance of petty trials. A 
chance look from those wo love often pro¬ 
duces exquisite pain or unalloyed pleasure. 
^outjj’s JUmiinm. 
“ Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt; 
Nothing's so liard, but search will find it out.” 
ILLUSTRATED RE3US.-No. 9. 
A Friend at Trumansburgh, N. Y., authorizes 
us to offer the Rural one year to the person, re¬ 
siding in said village or vicinity, who shall send 
us the first correct solution of above Rebus pre¬ 
vious to publication of answer. 
i^T Answer next week. 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
MYTHOLOGICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of thirty-six letters. 
My 7, 16, 25,9, 20, 27 was a god whose name 
signifies time. 
My 16, 31, 35, 11 was a goddess who moved strife 
SYRACUSE NURSERIES. 
THORP, SMITH, HANCHETT & Co. Proprietors, 
Syracuse, N. Y. 
H AVING over lOO acres closely planted to Fruit and 
Ornamental Trees, Roses, Shrubbery, Plants, &c., 
we shall have for sale this spring, a most extensive slock 
of nursery commodities, not to be excelled in size and 
beauty by those of any establishment in the Union. Nur- 
serymep. Amateurs, Orchardists and Venders, are earnest¬ 
ly invited to call, examine and judge. Our stock of 
Apples comprise all the best varieties, of such size and 
qualtity as no contrast can disparage. We also have 
Dwarf Apples, from 3 to 5 feet high, very stocky, and 
well furnished with fruit buds, possibly the largest in the 
countrv at 50 cents each 
Standard Pears, of ail the best leading sorts, in quan¬ 
tity. 
Pyramidal or Dwarf Pears.—' °ur stock of I)war 
Pears is one amongst the largest in the country, and we 
now have a splendid stock of them 4 years old, well furn¬ 
ished with fruit buds, from 5 to 7 feet high, which cannot 
be surpassed in the United States, at 50 cents each, ©40 
per 100; 3 years old, nearly same size, ©35 per 100. They 
are truly extra fine. 
Cherries.—AH the best sorts in the country, both as 
stadards or dwarfs. The editor of the Horticultural Re¬ 
view at Cincinnati, says that the handsomest and prettiest 
trees imported to Cincinnati last fall came from our Nur¬ 
series. 
Plums. Peaches, Apricots end Nectarines.— A full 
supply of all the best and leading sorts. 
English Gooseberries.—A full supply of 32 choice 
varieties. 
Raspberries—A choice collection of FnstolfT, Franco¬ 
nia, Antwerp and the New Fruited Monthly, atlow rates. 
Strawberries.—All the best leading sorts, at ©i,5u 
per 1U0. 
Currants.—A large stock of Cherry and Victoria Cur¬ 
rants, with older sorts. 
Ornamental Trees.— Our stock is is particularly desi¬ 
rable, on account ol their fine form and large size. Horse 
Chestnuts, Mountain Ash, Goldoarked Ash, Weeping do., 
Sophora Japonica, Weeping do., with many others. 
Double Flowering Horse Chestnuts, of fine size for 
street and lawn planting. 
Scarlet Flowering do. do., of fine size. 
Evergreen Frees-— American Hollies from 1 to 3 feet 
high raised tram seed; fine plants. 
Cedar of Lebanon, from 4 to (i feet high; ©2 each. 
Deodar Cedars, trom 4 to 5 teet high; ©2. 
Norway Firs, of fine size by retail, small sizes by the 
quantity. 
Balsam Firs, well furnished, stocky and fine; from 3 
I to o leet. 
j Swedish Junipers, most beautiful plants, 3 feet high. 
! (Jrypioina Japomca, and Auricaria linbricata, from 
| 1 to ,»leet high. 
laxodium SemPervircns.—A beautiful weeping ev- 
| ergreeu .ree lrom uaiitorma, very handsome, from 3 10 4 
] feet high. 
i Vii ginia Fringe Trees, from a to 6 feet high, a splen- 
' did shrub. 
Roses.—We have no hesitation in saying that we have 
one ot the choicest and best stocks m the country, con¬ 
sisting of t ome ti.oou plants of 1’erpetuals, Bourbons, Teas, 
Noisettes, &.C., including all the novelties ol the day, with 
100 choice varieties, imported trom England, France and 
Belgium. Good old sorts ©3 per dozen, vt e have also 
line Tree Roses from 3 io 5 feet high, and some Weeping 
Tree Roses. 
Ornamental Shrubs in quantity, including Wegelia 
Rosea Forsythia Viridipima, Kibes Bcatoni, Sanguineum, 
amt Albidum. 
Spireas— I’runifolia, Lindleyana, Uouglassn, Rerusn, 
&.C., CcC. . _ . 
Hardy Climbers.— Chinese Bignomas, Grecian I’eri- 
piocas, Chinese Glyeines.very strong, sweet scented Clem¬ 
atis, honeysuckles and JO varieties double Michigan Ho- 
scs, &,c. 
Dahlias.—All the new prize sorts comprising 100 select 
varieties; price in pots 25 cents, ©2 per doz. Whole roots 
25 cents, or $20 per 100. 
New Verbenas —Heroine, Madam Clovet, Adilc, Mor¬ 
pheus, Clotilue, Lady of the Eake, Striped Eclipse, Beauty 
of Rye, Ariadne, Royal Purple and White I’erteclion, with 
all the good older sorts at ©2 per dozen or ©12 per loO. 
New Faschias.— Spectabilis, Serratifolia, Actern, the 
Raj,.h, l'urity, Eliza Milliez, Prince ox Orange, Chateau¬ 
briand, President l’orcher, Elegautissiuia, sir U. L’ottinger, 
&c ; at ©3 per dozen. 
New Petunias.— Eclipse, Prince of Wales, McMinii, 
Enchantress, Aorih London, Madonna, Hebe, &c., &.C.; 
©2 per dozen. , 
New L’enirarias-Jetty Treffez, Climax, Nymph, Cer- 
lto, Scotlii. Anile VUlars, &c- , ©2 to ©3 per dozen. 
Herbaceous Plants.-Splendid Carnations and Pico- 
tees, Phloxes, Napoietan Violets, Forget inc-nots, Double 
White Lilies, ice., at the very lowest rams. 
Bedding out plants of every variety at lowest prices. 
Our general descriptive catalogue of the Fruit and Orna¬ 
mental department, Dahlias, Petunias, Verbenas, Redding 
our plants, as well as the Green House department and 
Bulbs, will be sent to every post paid application—but as 
the postage law requires iliein to be pte-paid, persons or¬ 
dering tlie same will enclose one letter stamp it under 500 
miles; If over five hundred miles, three letter stamps. 
[8 W ] THORP, SMITH, HANCHETT & Co. 
among men. 
My 29, 3, 33, 21 was a goddess renowned for 
beauty. 
My 12, 18, 20, 6, 2f was a goddess who once 
visited Pluto’s dominions. 
Mv 34, 26, 23, 10, 18 was a goddess whose tem¬ 
ples were numerous. 
My 14, 30, 20, 23, 4, 19 was a female driven from 
heaven and earth. 
My 33, 16, 28, 12, 2, 9, 36 was a god worshipped 
principally by men. 
My 1, 35, fO, 6 was used at the feasts of the gods. 
My 8, 30, 15, 28, 13, 23, 10, 6, 36 had power to 
still the waves. 
My 11, 35, 33, 32, 22 sold the oracles of Rome. 
My 5,16, 32, 17, 19, 31, 34 is what the gods and 
goddesses were. 
My whole is an ancient proverb. 
Thibodeaux, La., January, 1852. if 
Answer next week. 
T~*puzzle7 
A gentleman has a pleasure ground which is 
165 feet square; it is surrounded with it walk 
which occupies 19-100 of the ground. How wide 
is the walk? Orangeville, Feb. 19, 1852. s. 
jFg" Answer next week. 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c., AN No. 112. 
Answer to Illustrated Rebus, No. 8: 
Mr. Forrest's money is Mrs. Forrest's alimony. 
The first correct solution was received from II. 
Roy Gilbert, whose order for the Rural one year 
will be duly honored. 
Answer to Acrostical Enigma .—Enrich tlie Soil. 
Answer to Pfizzle : 
Beneath this stone lies Catherine Gray ; 
Who all her life had dealt in clay, 
By selling clay she got her pelf, 
And now she has turned to clay herself. 
To weeping friends let me advise: 
Abate your grief and dry your eyes; 
For what is the use of shedding team, 
Who knows but in a run of years, 
In some tall pitcher or broad pan, 
She may be in her shop again. 
EMERY k GO’S. 
New-Yoik State Agricultural Society’s 
FIRST PREMIUM 
KAMAS.OAU MOICS11 POWER. 
rpHE above justly celebrated Powers as now made and 
JL sold bv the subscribers, are oliered the public with the 
assurance that they are all they are represented—they hav¬ 
ing been very extensively and thoroughly introduced and 
tested, side by side, with all the tread powers known, of 
any note in the country, and been preferred. 
The Chairman of the Agricultural Society’s Committee 
on llorse-Povvers, in a communication written several 
months after the awarding of premium to the above Horse¬ 
power, says: “ 1 spent much time at the late State Fair, 
[Sept. 1850,] at Albany, in examining the various Horse¬ 
powers, viz. Wheeler’s, Allen’s, Ham’s, and Emery Sc 
Co’s, first with the owners and makers, and heard all they 
could say, and again in Uteir absence—and tlie result most 
fully con vinced me that yours was the best, and il l want¬ 
ed one, 1 would give, TWENTY DOLLARS more for 
yours than any others on tiie grounds; and as you have 
won the laurels fairly, it is just that you should receive a 
full reward.” 
He further says—“You know from experience that I 
have no sort of partiality for your establishment, and ns a 
committee-man of said Society for years, 1 hnvWdecided 
agaitist you oftener than for you; and if others have a bet¬ 
ter article than you, 1 would decide in tiicir favor, if the 
decision ruined your establishment, and vice versa, hurt 
who it may.” 
With the testimony of such men as the author of the 
foregoing, when, together with the changeable gearing, and 
other important improvements adopted since last season, 
make it the most convenient, durable, efficient, and eco¬ 
nomical Horse-Power now made; and the public may rest 
assured Of beinu furnished by us with a superior machine. 
For furthei particulars, prices, See., see Catalogue of 
Albany Agricultural Warehouse. EMERY &. CO. 
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