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MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND EAMILY NEWSPAPER, 
MAY 15 
B U I) S . 
Folded in their tiDy leaflet*, 
Unrevealed to mortal eyes, 
Many a flower, most sweet and graceful. 
In its modest beauty lies; 
Waiting but the charming sunshine, 
And the gently falling dew, 
To ope its matchless beauties 
To the world’s admiring view. 
And the child—its hidden graces, 
Like the bud with folded leaves. 
Linger but for smiles and sunshine. 
Which a friendly face can give, 
Ere they burst the clasping petals, 
Ere the human bud expands, 
And reveal the wondrous favors 
Given by Eternal hands. 
A FAREWELL. 
BT CHARLES KINCSLET. 
My fairest child, I have no song to give yon; 
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray; 
Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you 
For every day. 
Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; 
Do noble things, not dream them, all day loDg; 
And so make life, death, and that vast forever 
One grand, sweet song. 
j 
THROUGH 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
MY NEIGHBOR’S WINDOWS. 
BY JENNY MARSH PARKER. 
The old house looks as if it would fall into the 
street; it stares with gloomy dejection at its bright 
neighbor opposite, with the green blinds, shady 
porches, fragrant garden, and thick frame-work of 
blossoming trees. But w r e see only the outside.— 
There is a within and without to every home, you 
know, and the children that live in them are the 
truth-tellers of the matter. The little Bunsbys 
never went caroling across that pretty lawn, with 
half the glee in their hearts that the little Hart¬ 
leys shout out when they bound up the old rook¬ 
ery stairs. The little Bunsbys walk fast when go¬ 
ing away from home, and the brown-faced Hartley 
boys are out of breath w T hen they return to theirs. 
I am telling neighborhood secrets. Mrs. Bunsby 
has wealth, a kind husband and many friends, but 
with all a great deal of trouble and heart-aching. 
The youngest of her three boys is now nine years 
old, and as she sadly admits, “ beyond her control” 
She cannot keep her children at home—that is the 
burden of her lament—they will run in the streets 
with idle boys, and Charlie, her first born, spends 
his evenings at the tavern. She can but foresee 
what is coming to pass, but she cannot discover 
wherein she has been negligent in her duty. No 
mother was ever less guilty of foolish indulgence. 
She kept them in church and Sunday-school as 
long as she could—she never allowed them to asso¬ 
ciate with bad boys—she dressed them well and 
sent them to the best schools. She is sure they can¬ 
not complain of an unpleasant home. There is 
not a house in the village more neatly kept than 
hers. She cannot see why Providence afilicts 
her so. 
Yes, her house is the neatest one in the village. 
Woe betide Charlie, Frank, or Robin, if they car¬ 
ry in any dirt, raise a dust, disarrange the furniture, 
or disturb the precisely piled-up books on the 
sitting-room table. There is not a volume in the 
house her boys care about, or could be prevailed 
upon to read. The Rector told her she must give 
them interesting and good reading if she would 
keep them at home, and those three books so 
squarely placed upon the mantle are the ones she 
selected. Only the title pages have been read and 
poohed at “Twenty-four Practical Sermons to 
Young Men.” "The History of the African Mis¬ 
sions;” and, “ Lives of Eminent Orators.” Rather 
untempting food for minds without an appetite. 
I should not like to spend my evenings with good, 
industrious Mrs. Bunsby, who sits and stitches 
away so patiently, forgetful of everything but her 
work, while her husband reads the Tribune to him¬ 
self, or, oftener, snores in his chair. I should not 
dare propose a game or frolic with the children for 
we should surely raise a dust, make a noise, and 
perhaps mar the furniture! Chess, back-gammon 
or checkers it were not expedient to mention. The 
books are prosy and dull—marvelous and funny 
stories are not approved. Oh dear! No wonder 
Charlie runs off to the tavern, preferring the 
smoky bar-room to such a prison-house. 
Mrs. Hartley, that lives over in the old house, is 
a poor widow and earns her living by binding 
shoes. Her three boys work hard all day and hur¬ 
ry home at night, never stopping at the tavern or 
desiring to. Old Aunt Fanny, on the corner, who 
is too poor to have a clock, regulates her meal¬ 
time by their whistling, as they go from their toil¬ 
ing. Mrs. Bunsby looks sadly through her lace 
curtains, over to the old house, and wonders why 
the Hartley boys are steady and spend their 
evenings at home;—they have no father to restrain 
them, and she should not care about staying long 
in such a low, dingy room. 
I wish she could go into the attic of that old 
house and see the play-room they used to enjoy, 
before they had work, and when they were out 
of school. The playthings are chiefly of “ home 
manufacture”—balls, ninepins, swings, hoops, go- 
carts, water-wheels, windmills, kites, etc., etc.— 
There is Willie’s rocking horse—no graceful 
piece of workmanship to be sure, but he and 
Archie made it The prettiest Shetland never gave 
more pleasure to a prince. The house has shook 
many times with the uproar in that old garret, and 
the mother has laid down her work and hurried 
up stairs, not to reprove, but to enjoy their glee. 
Archie, her oldest boy, early showed a mechani¬ 
cal skill, and she did all she could to cultivate it. 
She toiled early and late to obtain a few carpen¬ 
ter's tools for him. He has his bench in the fami¬ 
ly room, and there he works until midnight. Some¬ 
thing is growing in his brain, and under his me¬ 
chanical hand, a little invention that his brother 
artisans watch with wondering expectancy. She 
sits by his bench with hopes in her heart that 
radiate life to his. His rough bench is no orna¬ 
ment to her little room, and his chippings fall 
plentifully on her cleanly swept floor, but he is safe 
at home with her, and that is everything. 
And while he works and whistles, Leddy, his next 
younger brother, sits beside him, his face aglow 
over his book. Leddy was called a dull boy at 
school,—he hated study and books. His thought¬ 
ful mother devised a remedy. She must first let 
him read what he would, and then guide him up¬ 
ward from that point, step by step. She bought 
him a “Robinson Crusoe” and went without a 
Sunday gown. She was more than repaid by the 
interest with which he read it, three times through. 
Then she awakened his interest in the author, and 
borrowed for him the life of I)e Foe, which he read 
eagerly. His curiosity was awakened to know more 
of the plague of 1G05, and Monmouth’s Rebellion. 
She obtained the books from the Rector’s library 
and Leddy was invited to draw from it whenever 
he chose—and he does not neglect the privilege. 
Willie’s eyes are so weak he cannot read. He 
gets his chess-men, but looks despairingly at both 
Archie and Leddy. His mother sees his pleading 
face, hesitates a moment, then lays aside her stitch¬ 
ing, and her heart glows with the light kindling in 
his eyes. You would laugh to see those chess-men. 
Willie made them. The kings look like the stee¬ 
ple on the old Baptist meeting house; the queens 
are modeled after the same pattern with a slight 
deviation. The rooks are spools; the bishops wear 
mostunecclesiastical mitres; the knights are horses 
bravely mounted on spools. The pawns are but¬ 
tons. The black pieces are colored in ink. The 
storm without that shakes and rattles the old house 
is forgotten by the happy group within. And thus 
the poor widow guards her fatherless boys, build¬ 
ing a bulwark of peace and happiness for herself 
and them, while blind Mrs. Bunsby sits in grievous 
anxiety, perplexing herself with the dark riddle 
she cannot read, and wondering why God should 
lay His hand so heavily upon her. 
Yes, children will love to be where they are made 
the happiest They will not stay where there is no 
charm to keep them if they can break away.— 
What conduces most to our pleasure and ease, is 
often but a wearisome restraint and cruel taxation 
to them. We must make our homes a glad spot 
for our children, as well as a resting place for our¬ 
selves, if we would find them there in happiest 
content 
Rochester, N. Y., 1858. 
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Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
WANTED. 
BY EMILY C. HUNTINGTON. 
Taking up the paper this morning and glancing 
over the contents, my eye was arrested by these 
words,—“II 'anted, a few more active and energetic 
men.” It w T as only a heading to an advertisement, 
but the words haunted me all day. I went out into 
the streets of our busy city; at every corner stood 
groups of men, lounging in the warm sunshine, or 
idly watching the comers and goers:—“Wanted, a 
few more active and energetic men,” thought I as 
I hurried past them. Is there no work in all this 
great unfinished world for head, and heart, and 
hand, that so many arms are folded in inactivity? 
Are there no store houses of treasure locked up in 
the bosom of the earth for some daring hand to 
unlock; are there no w'heels in the vast machinery 
of nature waiting for a resolute shoulder to set 
them in motion to roll the world onward in the 
way of science and progress? Oh, for a few more 
active and energetic mm; men that dare to do great 
deeds, to think great thoughts, to utter great truths, 
and pull down great wrongs. We need them every 
where, in every department. They are wanted for 
rulers; great, calm, earnest men, with keen eyes to 
see through every web of subtlety and mist of false¬ 
hood, to strip error of every plausible covering, 
and hold up the truth and the right before the peo¬ 
ple. Men with great souls to hold themselves at 
rest among the strife and confusion, souls that shall 
dwell above pollution and bribery, in a purer at¬ 
mosphere of their own. We want them now, when 
our Ship of State feels the eddying and whirling 
of countless currents beneath her, when the temp¬ 
est gathers blackness every hour, and mutiny 
thickens among her crew, we need strong hands 
at the helm, keen eyes at the out-look, quick arms 
at every rope and sail. “ Wanted, wanted, a few 
mere active and energetic men.” 
“WANTED, A HOME.” 
If all the people in want of homes advertised for 
them, there would be little space in our periodicals. 
Have you never seen in your daily walks pale, gaunt 
looking children wandering about the streets, or 
playing on sunny corners? You pitied them per¬ 
haps, and sighed at the thought that they were 
homeless; that the little tender plants were thrust 
out of the sheltered garden to the open moor, 
where every passing foot might crush them, and 
in the wistful eyes that looked up to yours you 
fancied you read the plea—'“ Wanted, a home.” But 
did you ever think that the same yearning dwelt 
deep down in the heart of many a man and woman, 
whom you meet in stately halls and in richly fur¬ 
nished homes? 
“Wanted, a home,” sighs the rich man, amid the 
splendor with which his wealth has surrounded 
him, thinking of the dreams he once wove, of a 
simple home made glad by earnest affections, 
and “the charities that make life beautiful,” and 
then remembering the days amid the grinding 
mills of toil, and the nights amid empty glare and 
glitter that make up what he calls his life. No 
cooling spot in the desert, no sheltered nook for a 
refuge from the heat, no dew of affection to fall at 
night upon his heart and wash away the choking 
dust and stains it bore —no home. 
“Wanted, a home,” murmurs the proud queen of 
beauty, unbraiding the gems from her hair, and 
laying off the heavy folds of her robe. The sounds 
of the revel are all hushed, and she sits alone with 
the solemn beauty of the night Leagues away, 
over meadow and upland, there stands alow-roofed 
cottage with the moonlight sleeping on the thresh- 
hold, and the leaves whispering under the eaves.— 
She can see it all, and the splendor about her van¬ 
ishes, and she sits again in the homely room, 
dreaming of the wonderful future. She has heard 
no organ tones so grand as the surge of the wind 
through the sounding forest, no music so wondrous 
as the rush of the swollen brook through the 
meadow. Ah, and there has been no love so faith¬ 
ful as their’s of that dear old homestead, no heart 
so tender as the mother's that bore her, and when 
the bitterer memory comes of the hour when she 
bartered it all for wealth and a sounding name, the 
hot tears struggle out from under the quivering 
lids as the poor heart moans—“wanted, a home.” 
“ Wanted, a home,” says the Christian, when flesh 
and heart are failing; when bitter temptations 
thicken about him, and the drops in his cup turn 
to galL Wanted, a home, where the inhabitant 
shall not say I am sick, where the eyes that look 
upward dimly through tears, grow radiant with the 
sunlight of joy; a home where the beautiful grow 
not old, where moth and rust corrupt not, and 
where the psalms of thanksgiving never change to 
funeral wails. And so the great portals unfold, and 
the Father reaches out his arms, and into that 
calmer, safer home goes the glad soul with an 
abundant entrance, singing in tune with the angel 
voices, “found! found! a home in the bosom of God.” 
Indianapolis, Ind., 1858. • 
WITH-HOLDING CORN. 
A SHORT STORY FOR THE TIMES. 
Between eighty and ninety years ago there lived, 
in the Connecticut River Valley, two farmers, one of 
whom was named Hunt, and the other Clark. The 
former in early life, had been a man of strong will 
and somewhat hasty and violent temper. Some¬ 
times he had been seen beating his oxen over their 
heads with the handle of his whip in a way to ex¬ 
cite the pity of the by-standers, and when expostu¬ 
lated with he excused himself by saying that he 
had the most fractious team in town. By-and-by 
an alteration took place in the temper of farmer 
Hunt He became mild, forbearing, and what was 
most remarkable, his oxen seemed to improve in 
disposition at equal pace with himself. 
Farmer Hunt joined the church and was an ex¬ 
emplary man. His neighbors saw the change both 
in himself and his team. It was a marvel to the 
whole town. One of his townsmen asked him for 
an explanation. Farmer Hunt said, I have found 
out a secret about my cattle. Formerly they were 
unmanageable. The more I whipped and clubbed 
them the worse they acted. But now when they 
are contrary I go behind my load, sit dowm and 
sing Old Hundred, and strange as it may appear, 
no sooner have I ended than the oxen go along as 
quietly as I could wish. I don’t know how it is, 
but they really seem to like singing. 
In the course of a few years the two farmers were 
chosen deacons of the church, and they both 
adorned their profession. About the time of their 
election a grievous famine prevailed in the valley, 
and the farmers generally were laying up their corn 
to plant the ensuing season. A poor man, living 
in the town, went to Deacon Hunt and said, I have 
come to buy a bushel of corn. Here is the money. 
It is about all I can gather. The deacon told him 
he could not spare a bushel for love or money. He 
was keeping double the usual quantity for seed 
corn the next year, and had to stint his own family. 
The man urged his suit in vain. At last he said, 
Deacon, if you do not let me have the corn I shall 
curse you. Curse me! replied the deacon, how 
dare you do so? Because, said the man, the Bible 
says so. Nonsense, exclaimed Deacon Hunt; there 
is no such thing in the Bible. Yes there is, replied 
the poor man. Well, said the deacon, if you can 
find any such text I’ll give you a bushel of corn.— 
They went into the house, when the poor man went 
to the old family Bible, turned to Prov. 11: 26, and 
read, “ He that with-holdeth corn the people shall 
curse him; but blessings shall be upon the head of 
him that sellelh it” 
The deacon was fairly caught. Come along, said 
he, and I will be as good as my word. He took 
him to the corn house, measured out a full bushel 
of corn, helped the man put it into his bag, assisted 
him to put it on his shoulder, and just before his 
departure, being somewhat of a wag, he said with 
a twinkle of the eye, “I say, neighbor, after you 
have carried this corn home, go up to Deacon 
Clark, and curse him out of another bushel” 
“ Ole Virginny Neber Tire.”— If the scene of 
the following item, which we cut from the AVheel- 
ing Intelligencer, was located anywhere save in 
Virginia, we should doubt its truth. As it is, we 
credit the tale fully:—“We saw yesterday, going 
up toward the upper ferry, a team of four animals 
— a horse, a pony, a mule and a bull. The horse 
had the heaves, the pony was blind, the mule was 
lame, and the bull had no provision for fly-time.— 
In the wagon, which was an ordinary one, there sat 
a white man, a crippled nigger, and a tame skunk 
frailly bound with a wisp of straw. The white 
man held the lines, the team held its own, and the 
nigger held the skunk, and they all moved forward. 
To make this worthy of its place, it is essential to 
say that it is true.” 
An old, rough clergyman once took for his text 
that passage of the Psalms, “ I said in my haste all 
men are liars.” Looking up, apparently as if he 
saw the Psalmist standing immediately before him, 
he said:—“You said in your haste, David, did you? 
Well, if you had been here, you might have said it 
after mature reflection.” That congregation was 
waked up to admiration for the truth; for once at 
any rate. 
A lady not remarkable for good temper, came 
for advice to Mr. Arnold as to how she could get 
rid of a troublesome suitor. “Oh, marry him— 
marry him,” he advised. “ Nay, I would see him 
hanged first.” “No, Madam, marry him, as I said 
to you, and I will assure you it will not be long be¬ 
fore he hangs himself.” 
A celebrated barrister, retired from practice, 
was one day asked his sincere opinion of the law. 
“ Why, the fact is,” rejoined he, “if any man were 
to claim the coat upon my back, and threaten my 
refusal with a lawsuit, he should certainly have it, 
lest, in defending my coat, I should lose my waist¬ 
coat also.” 
An umbrella has been manufactured in Connec¬ 
ticut, called the “lending umbrella.” It is made 
of brown paper and willow twigs, intended exclu¬ 
sively to accommodate a friend. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 12 letters. 
My 2, 10, 3, 6 is a country in the Eastern Con¬ 
tinent 
My 8, 9, 3, 4, 5, 12 is a country in Africa. 
My 10, 2, 3, 4, 5 is a river in France. 
My 8, 6, 4, 8, 5, 10 is a river in India. 
My 10, 2, 4,11, 5, 5 is a river in South Carolina. 
My 4, 5, 7,10, 5 is a river in North Carolina. 
My 12,1, 3, 11, 5 is a county in Mississippi 
My 8,12, 11, 5, 10 is a country in North Carolina. 
My 5, 1, 1, 5, 11 and G, 4,11, 3, 1 are counties in 
Michigan. 
My 2, 4, 4 is a cape in Massachusetts. 
My 10, 11, 2, 7,8,9,10,11, 3,4, 5 is a town in Florida 
My 2, 7, 10, 11, 3, 4 is the capital of a Southern 
State. 
My 1, 7, 10, 11, 2, 4, 8 is an island in the Gulf of 
Mexico. 
My 4, 2, 11, 5, 10 and 4, 3,10, 1, 5, 10 are cities in 
France. 
My whole is one of the United States and its 
capital. G. W. Peckham. 
Little Compton, R. I., 1858. 
ffS' Answer in two weeks. 
For Moore’g Rural New-Yorker. 
MATHEMATICAL PROBLEM. 
If a cubic foot of brass be drawn into a wire one- 
fortieth of an inch in diameter, required the length 
of the wire supposing no loss in the metal 
Chautauque Co., N. Y., 1858. Lucy. 
Answer in two weeks. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker 
ANSWER TO POETICAL ENIGMA IN 433. 
“ Long, long years ago, near the time of St Paul,” 
An old hen cackled, on leaving the stall, 
And lo, in her nest, she had made with care, 
A pearly white egg, that was smooth and fair. 
Days quickly passed, when wondrous to tell, 
A smart little chick peeped out of the shell, 
Who soon for his beauty was much admired— 
Being in the gayest of plumage attired; 
He called long and loud, at the break of each day. 
To tell that the night was fast passing away,— 
An length, his friends wearied of one so proud 
And pugnacious too, if caught in a crowd, 
They stripped off his coat, his fine plumage, and then 
They ate him for dinner, this gentleman-hen. 
Akron, N. Y., 1858. Frank J. W. 
Answer to Grammatical Enigma in No. 434:— 
The Golden Rule. 
MORGAN HORSE GKNFRAL GIFFORI), .Jr 
W ILL STAND at the Stable of the Subscriber in Walworth.— 
Tenm $10 the season $12 to insure. Took the first premium 
at the Sta<e Fair, and twice at the Union Agricultural Society, Pal¬ 
myra. [435-3t] KLIAB YEOMANS, Walworth, Wayne Co. N Y 
CjOA TO $(SO l’ER MONTH and all expenses can be made 
by any man or boy selling our Family Chopping Machine, 
for chopping all kinds of Meats for Pies and Sausages and all kinds 
of Vegetables. It sells to most every family. Agents wanted every¬ 
where. For terms, address with stamp. 
435-?t a N. BAKER, Wilton, N. H. 
KING PHILIP CORN. 
1 t ill Bushels of pure King Philip Corn, for Seed at $1 per bnahel 
JLUU of ears. This com was originally received from the Patent 
Office, and lias been kept pure. J. RAPALJE, 
434eow2t No. 65 Buffalo St, Rochester, N. V. 
DEVON BULLS. 
I HAVE se viral fine thorough-bred young Devon Bums, got by 
imported Candy, from my best Cows, which I will sell low for 
cash or approved credit. Also, a few Heifers and Cows. 4.3feow4t 
Black Rock, N. Y. April 28, ’58. LEWIS F. ALLEN. 
TAKE CARE OF YOUR HOUSES. 
A COMPLETE HORSE DOCTOR—by J. C. Knowi-son, a 
practitioner of 50 yearn among horses. Also, valuable hints 
for choosing a good horse and directions for training him. 
A copy sent, post-paid, on receipt of 25 cents by the Publishers. 
Address ENSIGN, BRIDGEMAN A FANNING, 
430eow4t Publishers, 156 William St, New York. 
SCHENECTADY AGRICULTURAL WORKS. 
r IMfE SUBSCRIBERS, Proprietors of these Works, would rosiiect- 
_L fully call file attention of Fanners to their Endless Chain- 
Horse Powers, for one, two, or three Horses, in connection with 
Threshers and Separators, or Threshers and Winnowers. We have 
made and sold these machines for a number of years, and have made 
improvements in them, which make them fully equal to the best ma¬ 
chines of tliis kind in use. Persons desirous of purchasing such ma¬ 
chines this season, will do well by dealing with us. 
Circulars containing a full description of machines made by us, and 
list of prices, will be sent on application. 
429-4tiam G. WESTINGHOUSE A CO. Schenectady, N. Y 
WOODEN WATER PIPE, 
M ANUFACTURED at Olean, N. Y., by the Cattaraugus Water 
Pipe Manufacturing Co. Tliis Pipe is made of tire best pine 
timber, and after being thoroughly tested is proved to be the best and 
cheapest in use for Chain Pumps, tor supplying Railroad Tanks, 
Farm Houses and Bams, Dry Fields, and for Water Courses of every 
description. It is durable, easily laid down, not liable to choke or get 
out of order, and leaves water pure and sweet and perfectly healthy. 
The usual size is ’AVz inches, with \% bore; each piece 8 feet long, 
with joints, so that when laid down the entire distance is water-tight 
A larger size with larger bore can be furnished if desired. A con¬ 
stant supply is kept on hand in this city, and orders can be filled im¬ 
mediately. L S. HOBBIE A CO., 
428wc No. 44 Arcade, Rochester, N. Y. 
A VALUABLE FARMl 
I 70R SALE—A Farm near the beautiful village of Victor, In On¬ 
tario Co., containing about 110 acres. It is tile Seymour farm, 
and is one of the finest in Western, N. Y., for location, health, richness 
of soil, Ac. It is well stocked with choice fruit, and has good build¬ 
ings, and is well fenced. To any one who wants a desirable farm, 
near good markets, and the Railroad, here is a rare chance. 
Terms easy; and for further particulars, apply immediately to 
428eowtf B. SCRANTOM, 25 Buffalo St. 
THE FARMERS’ PRACTICAL HORSE FARRIER. 
"\T OTICKS OF THE PRESS—“The book will be worth ten times 
its cost to almost any farmer.”— The Nor. Independent “ Every 
owner of a horse wants such a book.”— Ambassador. “It covers the 
entire range of Horse economy; written in a clear and simple style, 
and worth many times its cost to any man who keeps a horse.”—A". 
C. Advocate. 
Sent free to any address on receipt of price, 50 cents. Agents 
wanted. [428eow6t] E. NASH, Publisher, Auburn, N. Y. 
BLACK HAWK, Jr., 1st., 
M AY BE FOUND at the Stable of the Subscriber, two miles 
east of Lockport, the coming season for the improvement of 
horsea Sire, Black Hawk; g. sire, Sherman; g. g, Justin Morgan — 
Dam, by young Hamiltonian, by Bishop Hamiltonian, by Imported 
Messenger. Dam of Young Hamiltonian by Leonidas; g. dam by 
Bellfonnder. Klack Hawk, Jr. 1st is jet black, 15 hands high, 
weight 1,000 lbs. closely resembling his sire in style and action. He 
possesses an excellent temper, is a pleasant driver and goes in good 
style. He received the first premium at the Niagara Co. Fair in 1853 
when six years old-time, 2m. 65s. Also the first premium at the N. 
Y. State Fair in 1857, beating Billy McCracken of Oshkosh, Wis.— 
His stock are good size, weighing from 1,000 to 1,200 lbs. In speed, 
style and docility they excel 
I have a number of young horses, stallions, mares and geldings of 
his sire, for sale on reasonable terms. Persons in pursuit of choice 
stock are invited to cull and examine them, or address me by letter. 
426wctf N. FARNUM, Lockport, Niagara Co. N. Y. 
HOUSES, FARMS AND WESTERN LANDS, 
For Sale or Exchange. 
rpHE UNDERSIGNED have now on hand, for Sale or Exchange 
X a large assortment of Houses, Farms and Western Lands. We 
do a systematized Commission business, which cannot fail to prove 
satisfactory to all parties Hence persons wishing to buy, sell or ex¬ 
change Real Estate, will find it to their advantage to call upon us. 
Our Commissions on all Sales or Exchanges are as follows:—On 
$1,000 and under, 3 per cent; from one to four thousand, 2 per cent; 
$ t,000 and upwards, one per cent, invariably to be paid at tne matu¬ 
rity of business. One dollar is required in advance on each Estate 
registered here, bnt nothing more, unless the sale is effected. A 
schedule, or description of property with directions, enclosing $1, 
from any part of the country, will receive prompt attiention. 
P. S.—C ommuni cations bv mail will receive prompt attention. 
J. GUNNISON A CO., Real Estate Brokers, 
426eowtf No. 14 Arcade Hall, Rochester, N. Y. 
J. Gunnison. Dr. A. Mandetillm 
references: 
Hon. T. Kempshall, Hon. Sam’l G. Andrews, J. B. Bennett, Esq 
“ A. Champion, “ J. Emerson, Eagle Bank. 
KETCHUM’S 
COMBINED HARVESTER FOR 1858, 
WITH A. REEL! 
T HE IMPROVEMENTS ON THIS CELEBRATED MACHINE 
for 1858 will render it the most desirable machine ever offered to 
the public. Among these improvements are tile following: 
1st—An expanding Reel, very simple, and ingeniously arranged 
so as to be readily attached, and is propelled by the main shaft. 
2d—A ritAr, strong and well-braced guard, which will not clog. 
3d.—An adjustable Roller with a lever, by which the driver while 
in his seat can elevate the finger-bar and hold it in any desired posi¬ 
tion, for transportation, to pass over obstructions, and to aid in back¬ 
ing or turning comers. 
4th.—A Roller in the outer shoe, on which the finger-bar rests, 
which obviates all side draft and very much lessens the direct draft 
The simple mowers have WTought-iron frames, with all of the 
other improvements except a Reel With these improvements the 
draft of the Ketchum Machine is as light as any machine known, 
and by the test with the Dynamometer at Syracnse, by the U. S. Ag. 
Society last July, the draft of the Reaper was more than one-quarter 
less than any other of the 13 Reapers on trial This result is obtained 
by enlarging the main wheel for Reaping, which lessens the motion of 
the knives and the actnal draft of the machine fully one-quarter. 
The tery eest material is used throughout, and no pains or 
money are spared to make the Ketchum Machine what the 
farmer needs. 
Sample machines can be seen at all the principal places, and per¬ 
sons are invited to examine them before buy tag any other—remember¬ 
ing that the best is always the cheapest. 
POINTS OF EXCELLENCE. 
AS A MOWER. 
1. Easy Draught is attained, without any loss of momentum and 
power, which are essential in order to cut grass under all circum¬ 
stances. 
2. The Machinery and Gearing Is so simple that any person can un¬ 
derstand and manage the machine. 
3 Great Strength is attained in every part, a feature which is indis¬ 
pensable in machinery to be used in rough field work. 
4. DuroIM'ety is an important feature, as none but cast and wrought 
iron of the very best quality is used. 
5. All Side Draught is obviated by placing the pole in the centre of 
draught as near as possible. 
6. The Open Knife or Hole in the Knife Sections is one of the most 
valuable patents, to prevent clogging, and belongs exclusively to the 
Ketchum Machine. 
7. The Location of the Finger-Bar , below the frame, and on a line 
with the shaft of the main wheel, secures an uniform cut, and causes 
the finger-bar to follow the tread of the wheel over nneven grouud 
8. The Open Space, between the heel of the cutters and the main 
wheel, secured by an arrangement which is patented, prevents the 
clogging of tire machinery by the cut grass on the return swaths.— 
Other machines have a dead point here, shoving and piling up the 
grass in front, or riding over it and raising up the finger-bar, and some, 
infringing Ketchum's Patent, secure tliis same space, so important, 
by locating the finger-bar before or behind the main wheel, although it 
is apparent that a location on the line of the shaft secures many ad¬ 
vantages not otherwise attained. 
9. The Shield J’late. or extension of the shoe upward and forward, 
from tlie heel of the fiuger-bar, is important to equalize the draught 
and prevent file cut grass from piling up in front of and clogging the 
machine This is patented by Mr. Ketchum, and belongs exclusively 
to the Ketchum Machine 
10. The Hinged Track Clearer upon the outer end of the finger-bar, 
also patented by Mr. Ketchum, is of great importance in cutting 
heavy grass, to separate the cut from file uncut grass, and to prevent 
clogging. 
11. The Roller upon the Fmgcr-Rar, with a lover, ingeniously arrang¬ 
ed, so as to sustain the finger-bar to move from the field; also, to bear 
part of its weight while mowing, and all of it while in the act of 
backing. 
12. The fmger-Bar is made of wrought iron, of the proper width to 
prevent the ciit grass from lodging thereon, and the glass is always 
evenly spread. 
1.3. The Height of the Cut is readily adjusted by means of the pole 
bolts. 
14. An F/jual Balance of the machine fs always maintained, by 
means of the seat and other arrangements, so that the machine will 
not tip over, and will always bear lightly upon file team. 
15. One person and even a boy, can always manage Ketchum's 
Machine. Many others, particularly in heavy grass, require two 
persons. 
16. The Speed of Team Required is an ordinary walk of a common 
farm team, and in many instances oxen have been used on Ketchum’s 
Machine. 
THE REAPER COMBINED MACHINE 
The Mower is qnickly changed to a Reaper, by enlarging the main 
wheel by means of circular sections, bolted to the rim, and adding a 
changeable platform, for die rear or side delivery of tlie grain. 
The following are some of the peculiar advantages of the Combined 
Machine over all otliers: 
1. Without any Change of Gear the knives are elevated and their 
motion is reduced. Tliis iH important, as much greater motion of the 
knives is required in grass than in grain, and their speed is decreased 
about one-third. 
2. The Draught of the Machine is also lessened about one-third, 
which is of great importance in cutting grain. This is effected by 
enlarging file main wheel and lessening tlie motion of file knives. 
3. The Convertibility of the Platform, for side or rear delivery of the 
grain, is Tery desirable "for farmers who wish to leave some kinds of 
grain in the gavel. 
4. The Strengthening Bar of the Platform, which is patented, is ar¬ 
ranged so as to give any required degree of firmness to the platform, 
while reaping. 
5. The Reaper « Perfectly Balanced. The raker’s seat, resting upon 
the main wheel, takes all pressure from file team, and the driver's seat 
balances the platform, and takes oft’ all side draught. 
6. The Cutting Arranqement is Perfect. The machine will not clog in 
grain or grass, wet or dry. 
7. The Compactness of the Combined Machine is not its least recom¬ 
mendation, and a light pair of horses can easily handle the machine, 
and cut from 10 to 15 acres of grass or grain per day. 
Buffalo, N. Y., (near N. Y. Central I 
Depot, on Chicago St,) April 1858. j K. I.. HOW ARD. 
MOUNT M0ER1S AGRICULTURAL WORKS. 
J. II. HOIHNK A CO., Mount Morris, N. Y. 
M ANUFACTURERS OF AGRICULTURAL IMPLEMENTS. 
Bodine’s New Steel Plow; Cimis’ Celebrated Plows, of differ¬ 
ent sizes; Bodine’s now Sub-Soil Plow; Bills' Patent Self-Clearing 
Clover Coulter ; Bodine 8 Patent Horse Hoe, or Cultivator Plow.— 
The Young America Com Sbeller; Cutting Boxes, Ac, Ac. Also, 
general Agents for Emery's Unrivalled Railroad Chanc/eabie Horse 
Power, Thresher, eke., and Ketchum’s Celebrated Combined Mower 
and Reaper. 
All work done in a superior manner. Ordtrs are respectfully 
solicited, and a liberal discount made to dealers. 
Mount Monis, Livingston Co., N. Y., April 10, 1858. 4.31tf 
X, Y O KT 7 S 
COPPER LIGHTNING CONDUCTOR. 
Patented July 1 1, 1852. 
T HE SUBSCRIBERS, successors to Brittain A Edmunds, are 
Proprietors of this Patent for the ten Western counties of New 
York, the States of Michigan, Indiana, Illinois, Wisconsin, Iowa, Ken¬ 
tucky, Tennessee, and Minnesota Territory. 
They are manufacturers of these celebrated Conductors, and are 
prepared to famish them with the appropriate apparatus, to all partlee 
holding the right to territory, in any quantity, and on short notice. 
The rods are put up in cases convenient for transportation, with the 
full complement of fixtures inclosed. Each case contains twenty-five 
Conductors; each Conductor comprises forty feet of copper, one 
electro-plated or gilded branch point, seven insulators, and fastenings. 
They are furnished to agents by the case ; with the exclusive right 
to dispose of them to be used in certain described territory, on very 
advantageous terms. 
Applications for Agency, orders for stock or models, and all commn- 
nlcationa relating to this business will receive immediate attention, If 
addressed to BRITTAIN A MARSH, 
4 04tf Lockport, Niagara Co, N. Y. 
rzr Circulars sent on application. 
-A. STOR HOUSE. 
92 5 0 PEIl DAY. 
rpHE FOURTH “SEVEN YEARS’ LEASE,” COMMENCED 
X in May, 1857, will end May 1st, 1864. This House is conducted 
upon file same system that has distinguished its hitherto. 
A Restaurant has been added for Merchants doing business in its 
vicinity. The Restaurant is entirely independent of the Aetor House. 
Especial care taken of the sick. 
Families will find this one ef the coolest Hotels in New York dnring 
the summer, and the Ladies’ Department perfect in all that pro¬ 
duces real comfort 
The City Railroad Cars starting from the doors, enable guests to 
reach the upper part of the City with facility. The small Cars bring 
passengers from the New Haven and Boston Station, 27th Street to 
the immediate front of the Hotel. 
Grateful for the past I intend to deserve fature favors. Fatrons are 
respectfully requested to give notice of their intended visit. 
403y C. A. STETSON. 
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