MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER, 
MAY 8. 
BUILDING UPON TIIE BAND. 
RT JSLIZA COOK. 
'Tis well to woo, 'tis well to wed, 
For go the world has done 
Since myrtles grew and roses blew, 
And morning brought the sun. 
But hare a care, ye young and ibis, 
Be sure ye pledge with truth; 
Be certain that your loye will wear 
Beyond the days of youth. 
For if ye give not heart for heart, 
As well as hand for hand. 
You’ll find you’re played the “ unwise" part, 
And " built upon the sand. 
’Tis well to save, ’tis well to hare, 
A goodly store of gold. 
And hold enough of shining stuff. 
For charity is cold. 
But place not all your hopes and trust 
In what the deep mine brings; 
We cannot lire on yellow dust 
Unmixed with purer things. 
And he who piles up wealth alone, 
Will often have to stand 
Beside his coffers’ chest, and own 
’Tis “ built upon the sand." 
’Tis good to speak in kindly guise, 
And soothe whate’er we can; 
For speech should bind the human mind 
And love link man to man. 
Bnt stay not at the gentle words, 
Let deeds with language dwell; 
The one who pities starving birds, 
Should «*atter crumbs as welL 
The mercy that is warm and true, 
Must lend a helping hand, 
For those who talk, yet fail to do. 
But “build upon the sand.” 
stern and cold; bnt, oh, I wronged him! Never 
had he loved us both so tenderly before! 
Weeks passed on. Ely baby’s eyes looked intel- 
I have grown old and careworn; the cheek he 
kissed is thin and faded, and the sunny hair with 
which he used to play is streaked with silver. But 
ligently into mine, and the little rosy lips smiled my child will know me when I meet him, and I 
whenever I came near. But still those lisping shall hold him to my heart the same as when he 
utterances that thrill the heart so deeply were left me, an infant angel—freed from every taint on 
silent, and all my loving lessons fell on the unheed- earth. 
ing ear. No barrier then between us—no weak, imperfect 
The shadow on Arthur's face grew deeper as he utterance, or look or pain; for in heaven my child 
watched my unceasing efforts. At last the blow w m speak, and the first word I shall hear him utter 
came. I had been sitting in the doorway with lit- there will be the word that lingered on his lips 
HJit mi §|lttft0L IVdmtissrnuntff, 
“ “ ~ " " I ME. — PAGE'S PERPETUAL KILN-Patcnted July, 
1867. Superior to any in use for wood or coal 2>£ cords of wood, 
A MAN wno mames a invoiuuB Ain s, 8 1,vo w or 1% tuns of coal to lOO bbls.—coal not mixed with stone, 
airy nothing a local habitation and a name.” ^ Address c. D. page, Rochester, n. y. 
W AKEFIELD’S HAND CORN AND DEAN 
Planter, by universal consent the cheapest and best yet in- 
A LADY asked a veteran wmen rine carneu sue a-oflneed, is sold by agents throughout the State, or sentfree of charge, 
maximum distance? The old chap answered— on receipt of P rice-$6, by m. w. simmoxs, Bmckpon, n. y. 
“th e Minnie mum.” CHINESE SUGAR CANE SEED! 
__ , T __ — rpuE BEST IN MARKET, (grown by Richard Peters, of Ate 
_L lauta, Oa_) at $2 50 per bushel in any quantity from one to fifty 
A DANDY IS a chap who would be a laay ll ne bushels. Orders accompanied with the cash, or satisfactory city 
A man who marries a frivolous flirt, “ gives to 
airy nothing a local habitation and a name.-’ 
came. I had been sitting in the doorway with lit- there will be the word that lingered on his lips . , , t a „ i<.a„ if bn J- lant^Ga.) at $2 to per bushel in any quantity from.one to bi 
,, T . 6 1 A DANDY IS a Chap who would be a iaay 11 ne bushels. Orders accompanied with the cash, or satisfactory ci 
tie Lrnest in my arms, trying to teach him to say w hen he was dying. He will call me “Mother” u „„„ + n R bow the references, will meet with prompt attention. Address 
Ilia tar™ hlns mm worn fi vPrl nnnn me . 1 . , ™ , u 1 • 1 • COUld, but as He Can t, Uoes all Ue Can IO snow uie M. R. CASE, 227 and 229 Front St, New York. 
papa, ms large Diue eyes were nxeci upon me there as here. Else I could never have given him to not Q --- 
with a wistful expression, hut still the lips were up through all these weary years, and fed my heart _«_.«_ CONJ U KINGrl 
mute, and, vexed and disappointed I heaved a deep upon the hope of hearing that half-uttered word A wag, on hearing that a man had given up T^rK^*^ 
sigh, and laid him back in his little cradle. Some- breathed freely when I die. 
thing in the look my husband gave me started me.__ 
I went beside him, and putting my arms around "OLD HUND RED” 
his neck— * _ 
“What is it, Arthur?’- I cried. j K a rn gtic old church ODDOsite, u 
“God help you to bear it, Mary!-’ he answered, a CO nipany of worshipers are singing the old, old Catechism, and they instantly run away. 
solemnly. “Our child is dumb! ’ hymn, “Be thou, 0 God, exalted high.” The air --- 
Chapter IL as old also, the immortal “ Old Hundred.” Orb man asked another why his heard 
Dumb! Could it be possible? What had I done j If it be true that Luther composed that tune, and brown and his hair white? “Because,’ said 
that so deep a sorrow should be sent to chasten me? if the worship of immortals is carried on the wings “ one is twenty years younger than the other. - 
Other mothers might hear their children’s voices of angels to heaven, how often has he heard the ~~ 
calling them, hut mine would be forever silent!— declaration, “They are singing ‘Old Hundred’ Ah old bachelor says that if a young aay 
Forever! It was so long a word! Had it been for now.” purse with two ends silver in one, and gold in 
. _ . r |^HE Whole Art of Coiijnring made easy, with foil instructions for 
A WAG, Oil hearing that a man had given np JL performing nearly 200 of the most astounding and wonderful 
ovnroccorl cnrnriap ns he feat* of Hocns-Pocus, Sleight of Hand, Ventriloquism and Ledgerde- 
chimney sweeping, expressed surprise, a main. Illustrated with loo Engravings. Price 26 cents per copy.—• 
fhmif/ht flip business incited him. Sent post-paid by mail. Address 
tnougnx tut ousmebb s ooiea m m- 436-2t _ C. H. LONG, Brasher Falls, N. Y. 
_ A gentleman has discovered a way to disperse a AL BAN Y SEED AND ^ 
In a rustic old church opposite, while we write, crowd «f idle boys. He offers to teach them the iwi^ubte SSbS^ed 
■ ' * . Catechism, and they instantly run away. I Machine, which will plant seeds perfectly, from the smallest 
grain of Mustard seed to the largest Com or Beans, either in hills or 
drills as the person using it may desire. It has been nsed with great 
Oxb man asked another why his heard was success for several years, and is warranted to perform satisfactorily, 
. or it can be returned. One horse and man is necessary to operate the 
If it be true that Luther composed that tune, and brown and his hair white? Because, said he, machine. The pnee is only $14, and it will save more than that 
, , . , . 1 . . , . „ . , , ___amount In labor and seed in one season. For further partiulars, ad- 
the worship of immortals is carried on the wings one is twenty years younger than the othei. pease a eggleston, 84 state st, Albany. n. y. 
1 onrrola in lioavon bsw nftos Boa Bo Board +Bo -►- P. 8.—Constantly on hand all kinds of Agricultural Machines and 
angels to heaven, how often has he heard the , , , .. . • » 1 „J V o Implements, Garden and Field Seeds, Fertilizers, Horse Powers, 
sclaration, “They are singing ‘Old Hundred’ Ah old bachelor says that if a young lady has a n^iung Machines and Saw ’Mills. u,mria^eibj 
)W „ purse with two ends—silver in one, and gold in 43< - 2 * _ RICHARD H. pease, Albany, N. Y. 
The solemn strain carries us back to the times of the other-she is sure to open the gold end first. 1 ,000,000 ! 
e reformers—Luther and his devoted hand. He, . SWEET POTATO PLANTS! 
mhtlo aa 11,0 first tn RtriVe th* <rrand nld Mr. SMITH, don’t yOU think Mr. Skeesicks IS a PRICE-#1 per 400, #2 per 1,000, #8 per 5,000, 
weeks, or months, or even years, I would have borne The solemn strain carries ns back to the times of the other she is sure to open the gol en irsu 1,000,000! 
it; but to know that it could never be—that the reformers—Luther and his devoted hand. He, . . SWEET POTATO PLANTS! 
through childhood, youth and manhood, he could doubtless, was the first to strike the grand old Smith, don t you think Mr. Skeesicks is a ^i^Rjci>--*i^per 400 , #2 per 1 , 000 , #8 per 5 , 000 , 
never speak my name—oh. it was too much to bear! chords in the public sanctuary of his own Germany. y° un g man parts? 1 ' “ Decidedly so, Miss Bi own ^ plants of my variety and growth have produced good 
_ , . , , . , Bp i« nart niimhsknli and Dart knave, and Dart A crops 44° north. Orders filled’till 20th June. Packed so asto 
Autumn and winter passed away, and my baby From his own stentorian lungs they rolled, vibra- ne is pari uumusauu, auu , f arrive in good conditioa whether 100 or 1,000 miles distant only 
and I threw spring daisies at each other on the ting not through vaulted cathedral roof, but along ____. wSmdeair^. T< p < o. Address 1 .' 1 I>ire< M 0 M f< murrayT fnmi8hed 
lawn before the cottage, while Arthur looked on, a grander arch, the eternal heavens. He wrought Charles Lamb, when a little hoy, walking with By Express, Foster's Crossin^O^^^ 
smilingly, from his study window. I had not into each note his own Bublime faith, and stamped k j s s j s ter in a churchyard, and reading the epitaphs, ---- 
grown reconciled to the great misfortune—only it with that faith’s immortality. Hence it cannot sa id to her, “ Mary, where are all the naughty peo- A * ALEXANDER’S BAI.It OE 
accustomed to it—and the mute kisses of my child die! Neither men nor angels will let it pass into -.ip Ymried’” SHORT-HORNS, &C. 
-- _. - _ _v,pie uuricUj_ _ A. AIJ?XANDER-S 4th ANNUAL SALE OF SHORT- 
JL V). Horkid Oattli, Ac . will take place, at Woodbcrn Farm, 
In the committee on the factory hill, a witness Woodford Co, Ky., on the 2d day of June next, (that being file 1st 
„ . , Wednesday in that month.) when a number of very superior 
Drmrlop wm neVpd “Whpn no vonr tnrls mar- v-__ 
were almost as dear to me sb his spoken words oblivion. 
could have been. 
Can you find a tomb in the lands where sealed 
It was a strange task to teach that soul how to ex- lips lay that have not sung that tune? If they were from Dundee was asked, “When do your girls mar- Youkg Bulls and Uniters will be sold. Also, some Soutu-Down 
pand its wings. It was strange to learn the child gray old men, they had heard or sung “ Old Hun- r y P He replied, “ Whenever they can meet with fi* Big spring station, on the Lexington 
his little evening prayer by sign—and yet, as he dred.” If they were babes they smiled as their a husband?” and Frankfort Railway, being 15 miles from the forinbr, and 10 from 
the latter place. 
*■ The Bourbon Co. Cattle Breeders’ Association will have their 
A rilAP out West who had been afflicted with Annual Sale on the rolJowiLK day, at ParHwhicD can beeasiB reaeh- 
^ # ed after the cloee of tlie Sale at Wood bum, in time to attend it Pur- 
MY LITTLE BOY. 
' Chapter L 
I was bnt a childish mother. I had not forgot¬ 
ten the merry laugh of my girlhood, when they 
laid my baby on my breast, and I looked upon him 
more as a curious plaything than as a human soul 
given into my hands for its earthly training. But 
my husband—ah, he was grave and wise enough 
for both—mother and child alike. 
My husband was many years older than myself. 
He had known many a joy and sorrow long before 
I was horn—and on the very day when my nurse 
was holding me (a helpless, laughing, crowing 
baby) out to pick the daisies for my birth-day gar¬ 
lands, he was bending tearfully over the graves of 
one who had made his home happy for years—the 
wife of his youth and the mother of his children. 
Btrange! that I, who had no knowledge of sorrow, 
was yet to dispel his—that he, who had never gazed 
upon that child’s face of mine, was one day to take 
its owner to his heart, as the light and joy of his 
declining years. 
Long, long before I met my husband, I had 
known him well The name of Arthur Hawthorn 
was familiar to me from my earliest years, and the 
poems he had written were preserved among my 
choicest treasures. In my secret heart I had the 
wish and hope to meet him—some day. I would 
steal one look at his face—it may he, touch the 
hand that had penned those beautiful thoughts, and 
then go away and remember him all my life, while 
he forgot me! This was my dream—how different 
the reality! 
We met suddenly, unexpectedly, embarrassingly! 
I had looked for a sage—a philosopher—a man who 
had outlived the passion of life, and was kind, be¬ 
nevolent alike to all But when I raised my eyes 
to the handsome face, and saw it marked with lines 
of care and sorrow—when I saw the luxuriant 
flowing hair, and erect and stately forehead—and 
more than all, when I met the glance of those eyes 
of fire, (could it be an admiring gaze that rested 
upon my girlish face and form?) my own drooped, 
my heartbeat quick, and I stood before him, timid, 
blushing and trembling like a frightened bird. 
I, who had scarcely dreamed of love, won his! I, 
who knew nothing of the great world beyond my 
home, pleased him who had seen its fairest wo¬ 
men! I, who had no beauty, no grace, no talent, 
won him who had all, and won him, too, from a 
throng who were far more worthy. And yet—were 
they? They were lovely—they were wealthy and 
fashionable, hut they had grown cold and hard in a 
long apprenticeship to fashion—and I gave him a 
heart that was as fresh and pure as the mountain 
daisies I had loved so well. They would have giv¬ 
en him the love they could not lavish on their dia¬ 
monds and equipages—I gave him all! To them 
he would have been a man—to me he was a God! 
Did not my perfect love, my faith, and trust, and 
sincerity, outweigh their more glittering qualities? 
Perhaps I felt it then; and here to-day when the 
years have made me older, and the world has made 
me wiser, I believe it from my very heart! 
Our home was a little paradise—close beside the 
sea—a small, low-roofed, brown cottage, with a rus¬ 
tic porch and latticed windows overgrown with 
climking roses. The low murmur of the ocean 
soothed me into a happy sleep each night—the 
sweet song of the swallow waked me to a happy 
day each morning. And here, in the pleasant sum¬ 
mer time, my blue-eyed boy was horn, and my cup 
of joy was full to running over. 
My boy, like all other mother’s boys, was beauti¬ 
ful And yet his loveliness made my heart ache.— 
So frail, so fair! His colorless, waxen cheek, his 
slender form, and large and melancholy blue eyes, 
filled me with a thousand fears. How often have 
I bent above him as he-laid upon my lap, and pray¬ 
ed with all a mether’s earnestness that his life 
might be spared. It was a foolish prayer—an un- 
wise^one—but then I could not see it! 
My very life seemed wrapped up in that of my 
babe. With him by me every day I could not see 
him fading, and the moaning sea could tell no tales. 
But now and then a shadow came over his father’s 
brow as he watched us, that not even my kisses 
could quite drive away, I thought him growing 
his little evening prayer by sign—and yet, as he dred.” If they were babes they smiled as their a husband?” I and Frankfort Railway, being 16 miles from the former, and 10 from 
clasped his small hands, and raised his sweet blue mothers rocked them to sleep, singing “Old Ilnn- 
eyes to heaven, I often wondered if any labored dred.” Sinner and saint have joined with the end- _____ 
supplication could have gone more quickly to the less congregations where it has, with and without palpitation of the heart, sayB he found instant re- chasers am thus have a double opportunity of obtaining stock to 
Throne of grace. It was strange to see him silent- the pealing organ, sounded on sacred air. The lief by the application of another palpitating heart Catalogues will be ready one month previous to the day of sale, 
ly above his playthings, to hear no sound from him dear little children, looking with wondering eyes to the part affected. 'Tx-wT 
except the plaintive, half-stifled cry he uttered when on this strange world, have lisped it. The sweet " ' 1 • t- .... . ~ 1 
in pain—to feel those delicate hands clasping mine j’oung girl whose tomb-stone told of sixteen sum- A gentleman ha\ ing aeninto e river - xe ’ IX2R0VEB STOCK. AT PUBL C S . 
when something new had puzzled him—to see the mers, she whose pure and innocent face haunted re ' at ' n 8 _ lr ‘ " f* 11 ’ .TV’ 1 Kll PP ose ^ wold Sheep and Suffolk Pigs. 
wistful, observant loot with whioh he regarded you with it, mild beauty, loved - Old Hundred," “* **"■* TCtSSS 
every one who conversed around him. and as she sung it, closed her eyes and seemed ccruu - 111 * Twenty-five head of short-horned cattle, comprising ono-haif of 
every one who conversed around him. and as she sung it, closed her eyes and seemed 
No wrong or impure thoughts could ever enter communing with the angels who were so soon to 
that little breast. He was as one set apart to show claim her. He whose manhood was devoted to the 
us what an early childhood should be—as stainless service of his God, and who with faltering steps as. 
Certainly in us LAtaim;. Twenty-five head of Short-Horned Cattle, comprising one-half of 
--a«-a— -their herd- They will consist of one of the stock bulls Marmion 
„ T . , -1 _ • (1843,) or Lord Vane Tempest 2d (6d9.)—10 young bulls and bull 
Revolting Disclosure.— An advertisement in calves, the get of Marmion, Lord Vane Tempest 2d, Grand Duke 2d, 
+B n T luernnnl Tint hi D, t cf-itM tlut ii setivP cpr. (12961,) and Duke of Gloster, (11362,) and 16 cow s and heifers. Also, 
the Liverpool JMnly 1 ost states mat an active ser ^j 0HS1 .' g }jROOI1 Marks an( j Colts,-South-Down Sheep, bred 
, . . J . ,, 1 , , , , , I. , , . . ,, ... . , . , I vant is wanted, “who must be a plain cook and from Jonas Webb stock, Cotswold Sheep, and 
and innocent as when the Maker’s hands first sent cended the pulpit stairs with white hand placed v 1 1 folk Pigs. 
the little spirit fluttering into its earthly prison.— over his laboring breast, loved “Old Hundred.”— 
Could I ask for him a happier destiny than this—to And though sometimes his lips only moved, away 
able to dress a little boy five years old.” Are the 
advertisers cannibals? And (we ask only for infor- 
An illustrated Catalogue, containing a list of animals to be sold, 
will be ready the first of May, and will be sent to all applicants. 
B. & C. & HAINES, 
, ... . , , J .... „ .... , , 1 ., , ’ , motion') with what sauce do theveat little bovsfive FoHrtecn miles from New York by New Jersey Railroad, Trains ar- 
pass through life shielded by my unfailing love, down in his heart, so soon to cease its throbs, the mawon; wun v\ t y - riving every hour. «2~it 
and safely sheltered by the snowy wings of the holy melody was sounding. The dear white-headed y ears Punch . JOSEF EC Q-IEEOTT’S 
guardian amrel ever by his side? father, with his tremulous voice! how he loved T m _. , „„ ._J _ 
We make to ourselves idols out of clay, and they “ Old Hundred.” Do you see him now, sitting in KD i.ppT,™ 1 ,'i,^ nl n de vervbo d v else to the STEEL PENIS. 
are taken from us. I needed the one lesson more, the venerable arm-chair, his arms crossed over the 1 ? , g . ' , . . ‘ . .. MANU FACTUHEK8’ WARKHOUSE, 
My little boy faded slowly before my eyes as the top of his cane, his silvery locks floating off from hay asked a country raagistra te if he 91 ’ 
summer came on. It was not so much with him a his hollow temples, and a tear perchance, stealing take yeni and receiving what he deemed - ' 
painful sickness as the gradual wasting away of the down his furrowed cheeks as the noble strains ring an Thank lord j am ing patent « r 
springlife. The mission he had been sent to fulfill out. Do you hear that thin, quivering, faltering tQ uke boiled % hicken ,,_ his lordship sharply re- dolhiedamabcus, 
was accomplished. sound, now bursting forth, now listened for, almost «in„ ( „i, I eagle. 
an evasive reply:—“ Thank you, my lord, I am going 
to take boiled chicken,”—his lordship sharply re¬ 
plied:—“That, sir, is no answer to my question; I 
Many days before he was taken I knew he must in vain? If you do not, we do, and from such agk ou a ain if take veni80D ,and! wiUtrouble 
go. I was with him by day and night I sang him Ups, hallowed by four-score years’ service in the t(j 0] , no without further prev arication.” 
to sleep, and wet the still golden curls with tears Masters cause Old Hundred-’ sounds indeed a _ * 
when he was slumbering quietly—day by day gath- sacred melody. ~ ~~ T7T 
ered up my strength for the parting which I knew Y'ou may fill your churches with choirs, with tiliE wul fJMlUCf 
must come, and day by day my heart sank within Sabbath prima donnas, whose daring notes emulate 
me, and the blood forsook my cheek if the slight¬ 
est change took place. 
We sat beside the bed of our hoy; the little lan- 
the steeple and cost almost as much, but give us 
the spirit-stirring tones of the Lutheran hymn, 
sung by young and old together. Martyrs have 
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MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
guid head was resting on my breast, and the tiny hallowed it; it has gone up from the dying beds of - 
transparent hands lay like two lilies in the broad the saints. The old churches, where generation I am composed of 34 letters, 
palm of Arthur. I sang, in a hushed voice, the after generation has worshiped, and where many My 18, 6,1, 14, 32, 21, 33, 25 was a Roman governor, 
songs he loved best, and the setting sun sank slow- scores of the dear dead have been carried, and laid My 3, 23, 28, 14, 28, 8, 11, 7, 9, 13 is an evergreen 
ly behind the sea. before the altar where they gave themselves to God, shrub. 
Cool breezes, the plash of oars, and the rude song seem to breathe of “ Old Hundred” from vestibule My 19, 1C, 15, S2, 8, 34, 26, 21 is a species of olive. 
JOSEPH GrILLOTT’S 
STEEL HPJEnXTJS. 
JlAfOIFACTUKEKH’ WAREHOUSE, 
©1 CTOIilNr STREET, 
NEW YORK. 
PATENT MAGNUM llONUM, 
VICTORIA, 808, 
DOUBLE DAMASCUS, 
EAGLE, 
AUTOGRAPH, 
and other popular 
PENS, 
On Card and in Boxes, for sale as above, and by 
THE TRADE GENERALLY 
ThvouMliout the United States. 
13T- The QUALITY of these best Pens is best attested by the 
steadily increasing demand for them during the last TWENTY 
YEARS. __ 
CAUTION TO CONSUMERS. 
Each genuine Pen bears its own distinctive number ttamped there¬ 
on, together with the Maker’s name. 
HENRY OWEN, 
SOLE AGENT FOR TIIE UNITED STATES. 
?EW AND CHOICE VERBENAS? 
\17E TAKE MUCH PLEASURE IN OFFERING TO LOVERS 
V T of this favorite fiower, tile following new and splendid varieties, 
of sailors down the bay, came floating in upon us. to tower-top—the very air is haunted with its spirit My 5, 4, 36, 14, 7, 2, 1G is a compound mineral salt raised by some oi the most celebrated growers in Europe; nearly ali 
My darling lay and listened. I could not see that Think for a moment of the assembled company My 25, 4, 8 , 24, 21, 7, 31, 9, 4, 8 , 12 is a theatrical ces which will place them within the reach of all T?iey flowered 
his breathing grew fainter and that the lids of the who have, at different times and in different places. 
representation. 
bine eyes were drooping slowly towards each other, joined in the familiar tune! Throng upon throng My 20, 28, 14, 3, 23, 33, 22 is a kind of grape. 
At last they closed, and thinking he slept, I laid 
the stern, the timid, the gentle, the brave, the My 29, 28, 21, 27, 10, 18 is a fish, 
lautiful, their rapt faces all beaming with the in- My whole is what all should remember. 
my weary head upon my husband’s breast and tried beautiful, their rapt faces all beaming with the in¬ 
to sleep also. A strange drowsiness, which was spiration of the heavenly sounds! 
not slumber, crept over me. 1 started from it sud- “Old Hundred!” king of the sacred band of an- 
denly, at last with an instinctive feeling that all c j erd a ; rg _ Never shall our ears grow weary of 
was not well. Tears fell upon my cheeks as I lifted i^earing, or our tongues of singing thee! And 
my head. They fell from the eyes of Arthur, who wben we ge t to heaven, who knows but what the 
sat and thought while we were still. drfd triumphal strain that welcomes us may be, 
I bent over my little hoy. The little cheek I « B. thou, 0 God, e«lted high.” 
kissed seemed growing cold, and with suspended _ Selected \ 
breath I listened to hear the beating of his heart— __ 
He moved slightly as I called his name, and then BEAUTIFUL FIGURE 
looked up in my face with a gentle smile. _ 
It failed soon, and he seemed to be struggling Two painters were employed to fresco the walls j 
BEAUTIFUL FIGURE. 
Two painters were employed to fresco the walls 
Ko. Tunbridge, Vt., 1858. iJ. T. K. 
Answer in two weeks. 
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CHARADE. 
I'm a companion of the broad spreading oak, 
That has stretched so far toward heaven. 
That one might think it had birth, 
Before earth to man had been gives. 
I’m seen ’mid Arctic's bleak snows, 
I’m held in its icy embrace, 
with some terrible pain. His lips were drawn of a magnificent cathedral; both stood on a rude In the land where the Ice King doth reign, BIR'jOSEPH^PAifTON^A 
back, his eyes upturned, and his hands clenched. I scaffold, constructed for the purpose, some forty I an 1 f°°d for a famishing race. tr— itosy lli 
could not hear to look at him. I turned away and feet from the ground. One of them was so intent j dwell with the brown cragged rocks, '“^bd’^ards "s'miihj 
groaned in agony. upon his work, that he became wholly absorbed in That have bared their frontlets for aye, J<JI extra,..T.. f. . 
“See—it is over now!” said Arthur, as he put admiration, and stood off from the picture, gazing To the blasts, the shocks, and the storms, pi^Totoe^^/no^b 
his arm around my waist, and held me firmly to his at it with intense delight. Forgeting where he was, Au d have toy'd with the fork’d lightning’s play, po^aid, w any part of toe Ui 
heart he moved backwards slowly, surveying critically . jnn^wmte 
I looked. My darling raised his feeble arms, and the work of his pencil, until he neared the very ^ u “ d ^“ * 0 ne longet h to dwell ouWX"^., 8 ^ 
as I bent my head, they fell heavily around my neck; edge of the plank upon which he stood. Andwouldye a Paradise seek, ’ sim™ma B dame B pl1 
his pale lips met mine in a last kiss. A sudden At this critical moment, his companion turned hie } 0 tbe grecn . wood ed dell; 
trembling seized him. His eyes lit np with a hap- suddenly, and, almost frozen with horror, beheld ° vation, at $160 per dozen, 
py light, his cheek flushed, his half-opened lips his imminent peril; another instant and the en- And there, spread out to your view, riKieji^^ve d^rited'-^ 
seemed about to speak for the first time. Did I thusiast would he precipitated upon the pavement Is a carpet all living with green, last season. The same by maf 
hear, or dream I heard, the one word I had vainly beneath; if he spoke to him it was certain death— In the bright morning dew it was wove, reference. 6 ™ mUSt ^ accoml 
tried to learn him? “ Mother!” if he held his peace, it was equally sure. Suddenly By the hand of a fairy, I ween. wardwi^ro^ppiterats! 6 ° f ^ 
I could not tell. For the next moment the rosy he regained his presence of mind, and seizing a Schuyler, K. Y., 1858. Mae- ms A. ?. 429eow4t 
flash faded, the little breast heaved with one short wet brush, he flung it against the wall, splattering $3i~ Answer in two weeks. ■ — 
sigh, and my little boy had left ns. the beautiful picture with unsightly blotches of f<* Moon’s Rural New-Yorker. MOORE’S RUR 
Was that little life in vain? Was no lesson coloring. The painter flew forward, and turned MATHEMATICAL PROBLEM. 101 “ 
taught, no lesson learned, in that brief year of com- upon his friend with fierce imprecations, but, ‘ _ Agricultural, Lltera 
panionship with an angel? Oh yes!—a lesson which startled at his ghastly face, he listened to the recital g UPP0SE a man 6tarts from Washington at 12 by d. d^moo 
By the hand of a fairy, I ween. 
Schuyler, >'. Y., 1858. 
Answer in two weeks. 
Maetba A. P. 
freely with us during the past summer, and have been universally ad¬ 
mired by all who have seen them in bloom. 
ATTRACTION (Esmonds) — Light purplish rose, with larg# 
lemon eye, first rate habit, and a very free bloomer,.26 
CELESTIAL (Edmonds )—Pale rose, large truss, and very free 
bloomer. 26 
CHARLES DICKENS (Edmonds )—Rosy lilac, darker centre, 
large eye, good for pot culture or bedding.25 
DRED (Edmonds )—Rosy purple, 6inall eye, good shape and 
truss, a good free bedding variety,.25 
EDWARD ( Chamiere )—Blush white, crimson eye, fine.25 
LE GONDOLIER—Soft rosy carmine, fine truss, good form, 
very firm,.25 
GEANT I)ES BATTAILLES (Chauviere )—Rich dark scarlet, 
large truss, a splendid bedding variety,. 25 
KING OF ROSES ( WeatheriU )—Mottled rose, firm truss, good 
form. 25 
LADY 1’AI.MERSTON (Edmonds )—Delicate pale blue, with 
large white centre, large truss, extra fine,.25 
MONARCH (Edmonds )—Crimson purple, a good liedding variety 25 
MADAME ABDT—Very deep purple maroon, small truss, dwarf 
habit, an excellent bedding variety,.25 
NOEL—Bright scarlet, dark centre, fine form and truss, extra fine 
for bedding,.25 
PRINCE OF WALES (Edmonds )—Bright ruby crimson, with 
large lemon eye, good habit, extra fine,. 25 
ROSY GEM (Edmonds)— Brilliant deep rose, with lemon eye, a 
first rate bedding variety,.25 
SIR JOSEPH PAXTON (Edmonds )—light rosy carmine, with 
large lemon eye, very fine.25 
TRANBY (Martin )—Rosy lilac, with large white eye, fine form, 
large truss,. 25 
JOHN EDWARDS (Smith )—Criinbon scarlet, with lemon eye, 
extra,. 25 
The set of seventeen for $4, carefully packed for forwarding by ex¬ 
press or otherwise, and no charge for packing. The same by mail, 
postpaid, to any part of toe UnidB on receipt of $5. 
Strong and vigorous plants, that will bear transportation without in¬ 
jury, will be ready for delivery too first of April. 
fn addition to the above, we ofi’ur a fine stock of the varieties sent 
out by us last season, viz:— 
VICTORY, BLUE BONNET, STANDARD BEARER, GEN. 
SIMPSON, MADAME PLANTA.MOUR, DOCTOR MACLEAN, 
KING OF SARDINIA. Also, MRS. 1I0LF0RD, WONDERFUL, 
MRS. WOODROFFE, and all other really desirable varieties in culti¬ 
vation, at $150 per dozen. 
On receipt of $5 we will forward by express, tbe seventeen new va- 
rietieties above described ; also, one dozen of the leading varieties of 
Iasi season. The same by mail for $6 60. 
AU orders must be accompanied with the cash, or a satisfactory 
reference. 
Our new Catalogue of Bedding Plants, Dahlias, Ac- will be for¬ 
warded to applicants. IL K. BLISS, 
429eow4t Springfield, Mass. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
MATHEMATICAL PROBLEM. 
Suppose a man starts from Washington at 12 
MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER, 
THE LEADING WEKKLT 
Agricultural, Literary and Family Newspaper, 
IS FOTLISHSD EVERY SATURDAY 
BY ». D. T. MOORE, ROCHESTKK, N. Y. 
the mother’s heart can never forget, while it beats of his danger, looked shuddenngly over the dread Q , lock Monday noon, and travels westward with _ . _ .... —th« nmrrt Wens* 
with the love it has felt for the lost “ Dearer is space below, and with tears of gratrtude blessed the gpeed that ^ him around the earth in 24 Office, Umon Blindin gs, Oppos ite the Court House. 
earth to God for his sweet sake”—dearer because hand that saved him. ... hours, where, or in what longitude, will the inhabi- terms, tn advance: 
he loved its beauty so. 
uauu urns »vcu uxza. houra ^ where> or in what longitude, will the inhabi- 
So, said a preacher, we sometimes get absorbed ^ firgt teU him ^ h is Xuesday noon? 
in looking upon the world, and in contemplating Lob0j MiddIe8ei Co-5 c . W-) 1858 . A w . 
Many years have passed since my little hoy fell looking upon the world, and in contemplating Lobo ^ ji iddIesex c 0 j c, w., 1858. J. w. 
asleep. Other children play around the door of my 11* s^P backwards, unconscious of our peril, when Answer in two weeks. 
cottage, and kneel each night at myknee, to say the the Almighty dashes out the images, and we -•<-.- 
prayers he only looked; another Ernest, with bright spring forward—to lament their destruction—into ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &a, IN NO. 433. 
dark eyes and golden hair, goes singing through the outstretched arms of Mercy, and are saved. - 
the house, hut still my heart is most with him. My -- Answer to Biographical Enigma:—Onr repeated 
children stand outside that grave and listen with The whole of heraldry and of chivalry is in petitions have been answered only by repeated in- 
serions faces, when I tell them of the little brother courtesy. A man of fine manners shall pronounce jury. 
who died before they were horn, and then steal your name with all the ornament that the titles of Answer to Poetical Enigma:—An egg—the cock 
away silently and leave me there beside him. nobility could ever add. that crew when Peter denied his Master. 
TERMS, IN ADVANCE: 
Two Dollars a Year—$ 1 for six months. To Clubs and 
Agents as follows:—Three Copies one year, for $5; Six Copies (and 
one to Agent or getter up of Club,) for $19; Ten Copies (and one to 
Agent,) for $15, and any additional number at the same rate, ($L60 per 
copy.) As we are obliged to pre-pay the American postage on papers 
sent to the British Provkices, our Canadian agents and friends must 
add 12 y„ cents per copy to the club rates for the Rubai. The lowest 
, ... , . , „ • /V i , prioe of copies sent to Europe, Ac, is $2 60.— including postage. 
Answer to Biographical Enigma:—Onr repeated ^ - 
ititions have been answered only by repeated in- advertising - Brief and appropriate advertisements will be 
inserted at 25 cents a line, each insertion, payable in advance, uni 
ry. rule Is to give no advertisement, unless veiy brief) more than four cos 
Answer to Poetical Enigma: An egg—the cock secufiveInsertions Patent Medicines, Ac, are not advertised in tbs 
that crew when Peter denied his Master. 
Rural cn any conditfons. 
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