MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
JAN. 30. 
Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
MINISTERING SPIRITS. 
Could we but draw aside the veil 
That bounds our vision here, 
And gaze beyond this earthly pale, 
Our drooping souls ’twould cheer. 
In shining robes, of heavenly state, 
The bright, angelic band, 
Perchance around our pathway wait 
T obey each high command:— 
And often, as with sorrow bowed, 
Through rugged paths we tread, 
On eager wings they round us crowd, 
And bending o’er our head. 
Hold harps of gold and crowns of life, 
t Such as are only given 
To those who, in the world’s fierce strfe, 
Do battle for high Heaven. 
Then let us press right boldly on, 
Let naught from duty sever; 
Oh! ’twill be sweet when toil is done, 
To rest in heaven forever. 
Ohl sweet when to the pearly gates 
Our weary feet are come, 
To find a smiling Savior waits 
To bid us welcome home. 
Then farewell sorrow, sin and pain, 
And hearts with anguish riven; 
They weep no more who entrance gain, 
To yonder blissful heaven. 
Middleport, N. Y., 1858. Emma. 
FALSE EDUCATION. 
seven year’s plenty in the future. Now, if it will vaIaa see in these fellows that makes you 1 
not rob you and your dependencies of bread and 'OifWfiviv vVWJ'J vJvJV'M'MHo tsr than Bob?” 
butter, do send one of your papers occasionally to f Cl50 % « Wel]> 8ayg sbe> to begin with Rni? 
No.-West 25th St, New York city, and I will — . = low enough in his way, but then’he’s ; 
promise not to pay unless you will take it in the Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. always got to be one ” 
way of trade. BYE-AND-BYE. “ Golly Morry! says I, wan’t your h 
There! don’t throw up your hands, and roll your - mer, and basn - t be alwayfl been Qne M 
eyes in astonishment. The request is rather a Thebe’s a chord in the heart that with happiness thrills, respectable as our neighbors?” 
“ cool,” one, but then, it is middle of January. If As memory's music the glad spirit fills; “Exactly Inm hnt ^ t 
’ .. , ’ .. ., ' And a wave of pure joy may run over the soul exactly, JOHN, but maybe when I 
you, an Editor, find it more cooling than usual, the ... * J , * e soui > there wasn’t anvlmriv but + 
' .. ... v As the scenes of the past to the fancy unroll.— mere wasn l anybody but farmers to 
sensation is worth something - isn’t it? You Dut fairer the visionfl i ^ hope gaily wreatbfl not but.what I made an excellent clioi 
need not publish your sentiments on that subject, A s o’er the deep future her incense she breathes, ‘‘Thank you, Mrs. Plowhandle.” 
unless you have a mind to, and I will wish you a Revealing those pleasures that temptingly lie, ’ “But John, I know what it is to 1 
“Happy New Year,” with many returns of the same. All tinted with light in the glad Bye-and-Bye. wife; I know how much a farmer’s w 
" Ah, yes! there’s a sound in those silvery tones, even with, the best of husbands. Se< 
FALSE EDUCATION. To cheer the lone spirit that sadly now moans, more time the merchants’wives, and 
- And gay is the r.un that illumines the sky, wives, and the mechanics’wives get 
The early breaking down into invalidism of our Encircling the fields of the bright Bye-and-Bye. and go visiting, and to ride about the 
catc, and hard], do hosts of thorn got out of their "Well, bofore you go uny further I 
teens before they become more or less the victims , just answer me one thing, does a won 
of disease. Several of our contemporaries, we J a ' e > faint -nith labor, whose fetter and chain ried to be made o nlnvthino-nf o 
perceive, are calling attention to one cause of this fi ” ed f *«h their cankering pain, "loes shT get marr ed to be l 
. . . , , , - ln longings for liberty, turns to the sky. ots Bne get married to be a con 
evil, viz: The over-working of girls at school— And dreaing of his freedom abov B y ; and _ Bye man, his partner in life?” 
Where the blame of this is to be laid we are not Tbe maiden _ wboso heart boundg a/ buovan / and frce _ “ When you and I were young, Joi 
prepared to say. We doubt, however, whether it As the breezes that play o’or the star-lighted sea; thought it was their duty when they 
is all to be put at the doors of the teachers, for we When asked of tbe future, will fondly reply, to do all they could to help their husl 
I have heard many of them lament it, especially °b! happy I’ll be when a bride Bye-and-Bye. and that if their husbands had to worl 
those having charge of public schools. The docil- When partings are whispered so sad in the ear, doors it was to them a pleasant duty 
ity, love of approbation and emulation, quite char- Of friends by sweet intercourse proven sincere’; share within. Ilavn’t I always done m 
acteristic of the sex, taken in connection with the T,iat something which brings glad light to the eye, “ God bless you my good wife and 
early age at which they are seated at the desk, and Ih the thought that we’ll meet them again Bye-and-Bye. only wish every fellow could do as well 
the early age at which they are called from their ° h ’ ™ aK ‘ cal nmi ™ ur ‘ 01l > mystical word! «But times have changed, my good 1; 
studies, may account for much of the error. 
Not w hose power the fountains of passion are stirred, 
Above the bright stars—far beyond the blue sky— 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. education, but likewise the acquisition of accom- 
AN APPEAL TO THE EDITOR, plishment, is crowded into a few years; and this, 
with: some “ lang-syne" reminiscences. too, with a premature entrance, oftentimes, into 
the excitements of society. Natural consequences 
No — W E8T GG'PJT Qrp J u 
N. Y. City Jan 1858 < °f this are headaches, crooked spines, disordered 
Mr. Moore :— The compliments of the morning n , crvcs ’ weak eyCB ’ debility ’ chronic C0m P laint6 ’ 
to you, Sir, for I am impelled by good spirits or that ° 1 cca810n more mischief ’ moral as well aspliys- 
bad, « black spirits or grey,” to write to you, albeit 1Ca1 ’ than many may imaginc ’ What must follow > 
I am no “ spiritualist ” where the wife and mother is the victim of ill 
Who am “I,” do you ask? You are quite ex- health, can be easily imagined. And how many in- 
only the acquisition of the common branches of Thou art pointing forever awa £ Bye . and . Bye 
Somerset, N. Y., 1858. IV. \y. 
Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
MR, PLOWHANDLE ON DOMESTIC MATTERS. 
see in these fellows that makes you like them bet- LITTLE CHILDREN 
tsr than Bob?” _ 
“ Well, says she, to begin with, Bob’s a good fel- Whoever takes a little child into his love, may 
low enough in his way, but then he’s a farmer, and have a very roomy heart, but that child will fill it 
always got to he one.” all. The children that are in the world keep us 
“ Gol v Worry! says I, wan’t your husband a far- from growing old and cold; they cling to our gar- 
mer, and hasn't he always been one, and ain’t we as ments with their little hands, and impede our pro 
respectable as our neighbors?” gress to petrifaction; they win us back with their 
“Exactly, John, but maybe when I got married pleading eyes from cruel care; they never cncnm- 
there wasn’t anybody but farmers to choose from, ber ns at all. A poor old couple, with no one to 
not hut.what I made an excellent choice.” love and to love them, is a most pitiable picture- 
‘‘Thank you, Mrs. Plowhandle.” but a hovel with a small face to fill a broken pane’ 
“But, John, J know what it is to be a farmer's here and there, as the stranger goes by, is robbed 
wife; I know how much a farmer’s wife has to do, of half its desolateness. 
even with the best of husbands. Sec how much We have heard somewhere a sneering statement 
more time the merchants’ wives, and the lawyers’ that Poverty is prolific; for our part, we are glad 
wives, and the mechanics’ wives get to dress up of it. The poor Irish woman, who had a pig and 
and go visiting, and to ride about the country than a cow, and a hut full of children, and not a penny 
; I do, or Mrs. Smith, or any farmers’ wives or daugh- to her name, took the right view of the matter 
ters do of our acquaintance.” when she replied to our wondering at her attach- 
“Well, before you go any further I want you to ment for the little Noralis and Patricks:_“Why 
just answer me one thing, does a woman'get mar- bless your honor, I’ve nothing else to love!” 
ried to be made a plaything of, a sort of she doll, Indeed, we are more than half inclined to think 
or does she get married to be a companion of a that we all of us do about as much good in the 
man, his partner in life?” world before we are seven years old as we ever do, 
“When you and I were young, John, the girls and certainly a great deal less evil, 
thought it was their duty when they got married A little child is a profitable possession, and when 
to do all they could to help their husbands along, we hear of anybody’s “giving away” one, we mar- 
and that if their husbands had to work hard out of vel bow, as lie cannot get along with it, he’ can ever 
doors it was to them a pleasant duty to do their Lope to prosper without it It is very much like a 
share within. Ilavn’t I always done my part?” bird that should dispense with a wing fancying 
“God bless you my good wife, and more, too, I that it costs more to carry it than it is worth, 
only wish every fellow could do as well as I did.” Children are the most powerful allies humanity 
“ But times have changed, my good husband, and can enlist; we call them “ hopes” sometimes, with 
some how girls have grown up with a dislike for a half laugh, but we may give them a better name, 
the labor and drudgery of the farm, and think that aad be too happy about it to laugh; we may call 
they can do better and live easier if married to them hope makers, for such indeed they are. We 
other kinds of people.” are so constructed that we do not love those most 
“ I hat is, they want their husbands to support w bo help us, but those whom we help.^'Ah, many 
them in idleness. I hope our girl has got no such a prodigal who would have been in the en’mfieiri 
disable for not knowing. The one interview which 
we had “ lang-syne” was of greater moment to my¬ 
self than to you, though I might recall it to your 
memory, by mentioning some circumstances con¬ 
nected with it. Perhaps I ought to commence in 
real newspaper style, and say that over twice twelve 
moons have filled their horns (0 dear! how can I 
Kake the poetical and grammatical trot in the 
where the wife and mother is the victim of ill I tjOU M00RE: —You were so kind in publishing 
health, can be easily imagined. And how many in- my ‘ e ‘^ er 0,1 toe State Fair, that I take my pen in 
stances are there of this ill health traceable to the band tell you bow much I feel bcholdin to you 
MR. PLOWHANDLE ON DOMESTIC MATTERS luemin ” 88 ', J hope our girl has got no such a prodigal who would have been in the cornfield 
_ ’ nonsense in her head. And I hope her mother to this day were it not so, has been welcomed home 
Karttail Cotta ok, Out-IIero Jan. l 1858. W ° n,t cncouragc her to think «bc can get honestly with a feast of fat veal. 
preliminary ’ . ’ ’ thl ™ gh llfe without labor.” A house full of children composes as powerful a 
v ’Susan rather likes Bob, she thinks him the most group of motives as ever moved a heart or a hand- 
mv iJL. c. T ^ Cre S ? kind m P ubhshing of a man of an y of them. But like another farmer aild the secret of many a gallant stru<r C ] e and tri- 
, y the , State Fair -that I take my pen in boy I once knew, he’s a little shy, and his good «mph in the world’s battle may be found throned 
stances are there ot tins ill health traceable to the ““““ * ou muen i leei bcholdin to you qualities don’t come out so readily, as those who In its mother’s lap at home or done up in a little 
grievous mistakes of parental vanity or thought- n ’ ou „ d ° n 1 knowhow much it has set me up are more forward. Girls like to be courted a little bundle of white flannel. A nation’s hope, before 
lessness, in subjecting mere children to the inevita- amo, ’g the folks out this way, to see my name and as well as anybody else, you know.” 
hie deleterious effects of overtasking the brain, a toller at the tail of it, all published in the Rural. “Umph! I should think I did.” 
keeping to sedentary pursuits, involving confine- As P®°P le might want to know where I live, and “If she marries Bob, there is care and labor cer- 
ment, unnatural positions, unrelieved by vigorous mig 1,1 be troubling you with questions, I thought I tain, a good home, and a good husband to he sure. 
open-air exercise? This is not a subject on which would J ust datc this at home so that everybody If she marries Jones, the good home may he doubt- 
well as anybody else, you know.” now, has been found in a basket of bulrushes. Get 
“Umph! I should think I did.” ready to be afraid of the man that children are 
“ If she marries Bob, there is care and labor cer- afraid of, and be sure that he who hates (hem is not 
in, a good home, and a good husband to be sure. Limself worth loving. 
she marries Jones, the good home may he doubt- w ben the last child is born and grown, Christ- 
it is our province were we competent—to speak know cxact] y wh cre to find me. Besides, if ful, but she will see ’the world, and live easy if the mas may be struck from the calendar without ill 
in detail. But it is a subiect which demands verv J shoulil become famous, who knows but what. Minwpvnr wta nmitUnn nniif «i,»«___ j g 
which was chkorated with i^mes as dearand famil^ thC CauSC of humanity; inasmuch as the abuses we’ve been alone, and settled just what I am to wear don’t get any bad"habits. Now afteTalL woukhUt 
iar as “household words” all over the Fimiiro alluded to threaten to bring on, in some respects, when you do send for me to have my likeness— you rather see her Capt. Gatheral’s lady, than 
g ta t e- ’ 1 an alarming degeneracy in posterity—and that pos- Golly! won’t that put me in the front seat. Who Bob Smith’s wife?” 
With hesitating step she entered and ascended terity only a generation or two behind us. The knows hat what I may be Supervisor yet 
the stairs so often trodden by active feet, a.v the h ° StS ° f P hysicians ’ tho statisticR of the death of confidential. 
way, they were not over clean-the stairs I mean 1 Hlfant? ’ da,ly 0CCurring facts within the obser '’ation You see there are some little family matters we 
and soon found herself in \he “sanctum” which ° f ever Y one ’ are ab indicative of a great wrong, want to consult you about in a sort of confidential 
she sought. What if her heart did beat double- . ^ thrcatens to l 5r0(luce bitter fruite > to disap- way, but we don’t want anything said about it in 
quick time?—she was soon re-assured by a kind point many of tbc bo P es of a progressive and public, because it might make disturbance in the 
reception, and found composure, if not inspiration, I)rosperou9 civilization —Boston Courier. neighborhood. And we make bold to ask you, for 
in the Editor’s “ easy chair,” which she occupied’ -- lf y ° U d ° n t knovv ever YfLing how can you print a 
but did not fill. The memory of that morning' THE MARRIAGE RELATION. | >aper ’ TLat’s what I saiiYto mother, (my wife you 
comes hack to me too vividly to admit the formal- I m 'now.) DLe proposed do ask the minister. No, 
isings upon the little children, for of such as 
ire is the kingdom of Heaven!— Chicago 
THE MANUFACTURE OF WORDS. 
8 1 W at 1 may be bu P e rvisor yet “ Wouldn’t I rather see her stuck up in a show The following sensible remarks are extracted 
confidential. window as a painted doll, than a good wholesome from a clever paper in Frazer's Magazine- No 
ou see there are some little family matters we Lesh-and-blood woman? How ridiculous you talk, permission has been so much abused in our dav 
t t.n r. nr) an It unn oEont --- . /> , ... T*ll a air Mnnoula t _/• _x a , i „ 1 J f 
point many of the hopes of a 
prosperous civilization.— Boston 
ju Auiwi-B -easy cnair, winch she occupied, 
but did not fill. Tho memory of that mm-nin C 
comes hack to me too vividly to admit the formal¬ 
ity of the third person. I see, again, that flood of 
sunshine; I hear the pattering drops as they fall 
from the melting icicles; I see huge piles of pa¬ 
pers on which the sun-beams are keeping up fairy 
dances. Last, but not least, the “ genuisloci" rises 
before me, with a face full of cheerful humor, and 
his warm and ready appreciation of the subject 
laid before him. 
marine mores, would lie not have stood aghast at 
NT M J'kttifogs a lfttle. the term “ antigropylos?” Would it not puzzle a 
, Z i !1 w!!!!!!!!? Scallger °. r I5entl ? y? , rt 58 «»e, we protest, to put 
The great secret is to learn to bear with each says I, the minister is all very well, but he don’t for Bob ’ 1 know he ’ 8 lbe luan - b «t somehow the a stop to these vile coinages when every breeches 
otoer s feelings; not to he blind to them-that is P«nt a paper, so he can’t know it all, and that’s the old woman bas got tbe best of me in the argument maker or blacking manufacturer invents a 1, 
cither an impossibility or a folly; we must see and reason we’ve agreed to refer the matter to you. Who ever could beat a woman talking? I know pound word of six syllables as exnressive n f l.ta 
feel them; if we do neither they are not evils to * 1 ,™ »n -— —j t-. ... I _ J • p .s ve 01 111 s 
they will all hear to you, and I want you just to 
mine not to let them chill the affections; to resolve Some of them 
remale Education, and a vigorous appeal to the 
public in behalf of an Institution which lias since 
not the perfection, but the imperfection of human ber folks. 
STATES THE case. / ‘ ,, •> ’ ' lua 1 want Y ou J ust to wares. Ladies do not wear petticoats now-a-davs 
n has got done going to school, and Wn . te !; 1C “ a g °° d lo " g letter 011 Bie Bub j ect - Bllt hut crinolines. What is their name for garters?— 
come home, several young gentlemen "° ". 1 . " Mmi add 11 do anytbing 1 can for Y ou Men do not ride horseback as aforetime—they take 
have called considerable at our house. iUiy tlniC ’ lours to command - equestrian exercise; women are not married like 
im are uncommon polite to me, some to Jo,IN ' Pl0WHANI)le - their grandmothers—they are led to the hymenial 
I all particularly so to the girl. I sup- Remarks.—T his is one of those cases where we altar. A bookseller, forsooth, becomes a bibliopole; 
what they call progress, but when I was bave made it a rulc never to interfere. From what and a servant is converted into a manciple. Bar- 
sed to think more of the girl than of we have learned of the parents, we have great faith Lers do not sell tooth-powders and shaving-soap as 
Perhaps it was because the old folks tbat Bie Y oung lad . y is a g° od common-sense girl, their fathers did, hut odonto and dentifrice rvno- 
are uncommon polite to me, some to 
J-...- .... naa since r l, ftr ., P t or *l,Qt mq l. pa + bo i „ , ..^ ^cause me 010 I01KS ^ ° »-...^ .mu ueuuince, rypo- 
gone into successful operation. Whether that ap- . , n ‘ ongest claim in love, hadn’t anything hut the girl to give. Now Susan and lf left to Lerself, will in good time come round phagon; hair-wash has passed away—it is called 
peal loosened any purse-strings in your city, I do - ■ 1 ,?' 01 approvd ’ Cven enemies must h as sifted them pretty well out, and has "- 0 t her af- rigbt ’ and lbat she wil1 marry the right one at last capillary fluid. 
peal loosened any purse-strings in your city, I do T ’ ? , < -p.uvc, even enem.es must 
not know, though I well remember that they were admIre J he g °od and the estimable m human na- 
very unvieldimr to anv efforts of mine, i „ ture ’ If hnsband and Wlfe estimate on 'Y that in 
very unyielding to any efforts of mine. I made a 
half-jesting promise to give you some of my ex¬ 
periences in that line, hut the few minutes wliiclil 
kept are still in the safe keeping of my portfolio, 
I 7 \ T u r T y m comes t0 her mother about it, her mother comes 
each which all must be constrained to value, what tn mn mri comes 
do they more than others? It is infirmities nf ’ ‘ ‘ ac y agree we go to you. 
do they more than others? It is infirmities of 
character, imperfections of nature that call for the 
pitying sympathy, the tender compassion that 
makes each the comforter, the monitor of the 
other. Forbearance helps each to attain command 
over themselves. Few are the creatures so utterly 
has sifted them pretty well out, and has got her af- rigbt ’ and tbat sbe wil1 marry the right one at last capillary fluid. 
fections into a kind of three corner snarl, so she Most of tbe women of our acquaintance who have Can any one tell us what is the meaning of “ di- 
comes to her mother about it, her mother comes married ’ have done so — Ed. agnosis” as applicable to disease? If ithassignifh 
to me, and as we can’t exactly agree we go to you. - - - cation at d1 ’ ' vc wiI1 guaranty to find half a dozen 
GOES into particulars INTEGRITY OF CHARACTER. Saxon monosyllables expressive of the same idea. 
Bob Smith, A. C.esar Jones, and Capt \ Jack - Medical gentlemen, too, talk of phlebotomy; we 
son Gatheral, are the persons Susan lm asked Who ever possessed it that did not derive untold know that it has some connection with blood-let- 
her mother about. Bob Smith is the son of mv old ® dvantage from it? ]t is tectte r than the gold of ting, and for our own part, we always associate the 
neighbor, who owns the next farm to mine and i, flQ ° ph ' r; U 13 ° f m ° rC value than diamonds and aB term with a night we once spent between the sheets, 
been my neighbor these forty vears. precious stonea And yet every man may possess all alive, 0! in an Irish hotel. Who would believe 
GOES INTO PARTICULARS. 
Bon Smith, A. Cjbsar Jones, and Capt. A. Jack- 
son Gatheral, are the persons Susan has asked 
neighbor, who owns the next farm to mine, and has 
INTEGRITY OF CHARACTER. 
L<ei mem rest in peace. My mind has been so . , -_ .v been my neighbor these fortv wl- 7 precious sionea Ana yei every man may possess all alive, O! in an Irish hotel Who would b 
much occupied in other ways, that incidents which j ZtZrl good ‘'arm, almost equal to mine, 'is out of debt! -- may J iav ° if ’ and 110 power can that “ eP^taxis” means simply bleeding at the 
years’^itonce ^ “g^^ ^ ^ b «t not ^ i^ket 
years silence. I will tell you. After many years tfae full confidence of affection._ Whisner L ! Tb c meadow is yet to be found when he is to gath- 
of unremitting, but not very lucrative labor, I find ^ride. 1 er his pile of hay. Everybody round here thinks 
myself at a stand still in this great city, where the - he is cutout for a great man, and the pattern large 
popular business is, “Nothing to Do,” and all a Child’s Sympathy— A child's eyes—those at that I should not be surprised myself if some 
classes of persons doing it, if I may use such a clear wells of undefiled thought—what on earth da Y’ be d ’ d g° *° legislature, and it’s possi- 
p a rad ox. can be more beautiful? Full of hope, love and Lie he may even be county judge. Capt. Gatheral 
♦. * --- lie is cutout for a great man, and the pattern large 
A Child’s Sympathy.—A child’s eyes—those at to at. I should not be surprised myself if some 
paradox, 
lawyer just out of the shell, smart as lightnimr J .accuiaut it is WiUmm Wordsworth; a Biography, by Edwin 
with plenty of brass, but not carried in his pocket repays .f' er Y sacrlbce aad ^vcy toil necessary to Paxton Wood. Well, what do you read? “By 
The meadow is yet to be found when he is Wath- w™’ Suppose a mercantile community could esthetic biography,” he says,“is simply intended 
erhis pile of hay. Everybody round here thinks “t 0 ””, e ' eiy ind ‘ v ! dual ' vas kuo " u and a Wo ln its ideal attitudes.” Simply intended!— 
he is cutout for a great man, and the pattern large n °'! 11 o possess s nc an uncompromis- Did ever mortal man listen to such verbiage run 
at that. I should not be surprised myself if some mg integ f ty ’ the ^Presentation of each other mad? What, again, are we to understand by the 
day he did go to the legislature, and it’s possi- 1 a 8tnct acc0Bdance Wlth trutlr > “his word words “ objective” and “subjective,” which every 
ble he may even be countv indue. Cant Gath™it ! S ”°° 38 a ^° n ’ . ‘ uc ‘ ,l conimunlty " ou ‘ d goose with his sham metaphysics has now-a-days 
, T . . . . van oc more ouauuiui.' run oi nope, love and ---v/opu u-athekal have a mononolv nf flie trarin oa , 
.“““S «•<* -I- »»• I" Prayer, how lathe aon „thh, father, old Squi,, GaTOWh^who mid “CS 
paper comes to me as something very much to be earnest,‘in joy, how sparkling, in sympathy, how 
desired. It is to me, what the vine-yard of Naboth tender. The man who never tried the companion- 
baa been justice of peace and post-master for ever 
the means of supplying the demand. “ The tricks 
the trade,” whatever may be their apparent advan- 
___ (j t/lic companion many years, for some liow lie is always in tbe f • ,,, . . 
was to the Israelite King. Its very name is redo- shi p of a little chin has' carelessly passed by one part y that bas the majority. I suppose he keeps a 1>hiladelphia ’ who was surrounded with immense 
ent ol all the pleasant sights and sweet odors of of the greatest pleasures of life, as one passes a barometer which enables him to tell when politics them it i« n a,,,, < ■ j, -i . B . ^ 2 wealth, and supposed to be taking supreme delight 
the country, as they strike the senses in our youth, rare flower, without plucking it or knowing its is going to change. The old fellow is rich, and nn LTl n 111 g r J in its accumulation, wrote the following to a friend: 
"by! 1 n(ncr sce toe choice bits which the city value. A child cannot understand you, you think; kas but 011C child, his son the Capt. The Capt. has t j 10SC . 7 reat orinc’inles which ore of univprs’il ITi " As to m y s clf, I live like a galley slave, constantly 
papers extract from yours and serve out for “home speak to it of the holy things of your religion, of R decidedly military turn, and commands as fine a everlastinu obligation T et a man nin i n *‘ !n \ ; occupied, and often passing the night without 
consumption, but a miniature mountain rises be- your grief for the loss of a friend, of your love for Company of Poltroons, (Dragoons Mr. P. evidently integrity at all times and lie will be satisfied there sleeping ’ 1 am wra PP ed U P in a labyrinth of affairs, 
fore me, composed of the strawberries and luscious some one you fear will not love in return; it will means >) as cver rode at the head of a regiment.— i s a blessinu all around it_/y ,;/,,n ,■ and worn out W “-L cares. I do not value fortune. 
fruits which have, heretofore, gladdened my eyes take, it is true, no measure or soundings of your Has seen a great deal of th e world, been to Boston ’ ° ‘ ‘ ' 7 u e m ' The love of labor is my highest emotion. When I 
in that dear County of Monroe. The freshly cut thoughts; it will not judge how much you should and to New York - Knows all the kinks and twists Rp r ftITRT m>w«—i« rise in the morning, my only effort is to labor so 
hay again wa ts its fragrance to my olfactories, believe, whether your grief is rational in propor- of fashion, dresses to an agony, and when in his a n true politeness and refinement. The rule nnv hard during tbe day ’ that when nig Lt comes, I may 
Riches not Happiness. — Stephen Girard, of 
Philadelphia, who was surrounded with immense 
wealth, and supposed to be taking supreme delight 
in its accumulation, wrote the following to a friend: 
“As to myself, I live like a galley slave, constantly 
occupied, and often passing the night without 
is a blessing all around it.— Philadelphia Bulletin. 
Be Courteous. —Good nature is the basis of 
all true politeness and refinement. The rule may 
and the fields of wheat—such as I have seen there tian to your loss—whether you are worthy or fit rigamentals does really look smart He is fond of j )e a „ ood ono to “assume a virtue if weYavTit 
go a™ taS verj^sigaificanUy 1“ ThULT ““i * f™*.' 1 '' lovc 1™» «*-•>•» «• * clli ”S his with Gen. Scott who but c „ nrtcsy , as we tayc said ' bofore , caBKOl 
golden heads very significantly, as they are swayed soul will incline to yours, and engraft itself, as it happened at a review at Camp Stuck in the Mud bc a8SUmed with anv v . t1l » 
r®®* on the fceiingwhich is your feeiing f ° r the ~ and b kcd wh ° that ° fflc r was 21 c °T anded germ ° f ik butin m ™ y ^ siumber8 tiir ° ugh a iif °- 
he n^r Ill that “w C red utaL « J T h ° Un ' he Poltroou8 ’ good natu red friend got the time, and in others it is overwhelmed in early life, 
the past. All that clustered gladly and sadly -♦- Capt an introduction to the General, and ever hvnntowardcircnmst.anc.es. Still «t. 
Tho love of labor is my highest emotion. When I 
rise in the morning, my only effort is to labor so 
hard during the day, that when night comes, I may 
be enabled to sleep soundly.” 
around a childhood and youth, passed amid such ; Franci 
associations, becomes a part of the panorama, until, sa id—“ \ 
with a sigh, I come hack to the real now, and wish sprint—a 
I had the Rural. prose? “ 
If that is all the “ax ” I have “to grind,” why do wor id ” si 
Francis the First, a master of war and gallantry, sincc then we know who Gen. Scott is whenever 
t court without women is a year without the Ca Pt- Las a cliance to tell. But after all the Unless this can he done, the individual must 
a spring without roses.” That’s poetry in Capt’s soil is very shallow and the subsoil not worth tent b i mse lf with less refined society- than tli 
prose. “There are two beautiful things in this cultivation, 
world,” says Malherbe, “women and roses.” “Wo- Susan see 
be assumed with any success. We all have the ^ IIIS woldd bs a serious world, and human life 
germ of it, hut in many it slumbers through a life- and business are also serious matters—not to be 
time, and in others it is overwhelmed in early life, tri ‘led with, or cheated by sham and hypocrisies, 
by untoward circumstances. Still it may be culti- but to be dealt with in all truth, soberness and sin- 
vated and in time be made a principle of action.— cerity. No one can thus deal with it who is not 
Unless this can he done, the individual must con- Limself possessed of these qualities, and the result 
tent himself with less refined society than that to a ‘ s tk e test of what virtue there is in it— 
which he or she aspires, for refined society will not ba ‘ se men leave no mark. It is truth alone which 
T notlndll? rlrL Hu 1 X, ™ ° world ” says Mal b erb C , “^omcn and roses.” “Wo- Susan see’s some good points in all of them, but toforate uncourteousness of disposition, nor accept does the “^onry of the world-which founds em- 
“business” ItoW von of LT-nJ !vw,ll ““ iS th ° chef of the univeree ” writes up ? n the y Y 7 bole prcfers eilber JoNES or the Ca P b mere external politeness in lieu of it. Society is P ires > and build « cities, and establishes laws, com- 
having consulted Monsieur Port-Monnaie, who is a 
“ silent partner ” of the firm, I find him afflicted 
with the disease which gave such a bad name to 
Pharaoii’s ill-favored kine, with no prospect of a 
resent the beauty of angels, they are painted as Jones to Bob, while Bob is my man against the 
women.” Moratin, the Spaniard, in a language world 
which yet feels the Moorish influence, has written— | 
“ The eyes of weeping woman sow pearls.” “Nc 
^ ’ mjr uuu agmuu uic grieved at their social position had better ask them--- 
31 , , . . , selves whether we have not furnished the key to Men are frequently like tea—the real strength 
MR. and MRS. plow handle ahgue. tbe difficulty under which they labor— Boston and goodness are not properly drawn out until they 
“Now, says I to mother, what on earth can you Herald. have been a short time in hot water. 
