MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL, LITERARY AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER, 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
TO A DISCONTENTED FARMER. 
Why dost thou murmur at thy lot, 
Or hate to till the soil ? 
Hast thou the happiness forgot 
That ble33e3 farmers’ toil 1 
Dissatisfied with that estate 
God first gave man to fill, 
Were power bestowed to order fate, 
What would thy cravings still ? 
Would legal lore the joy impart, 
So ardently desired ? 
Or knowledge of the hea’ing art 
Give all the bliss required ? 
Will theologic fame ensure 
A paradise below ? 
Or literary bays secure 
The pleasure thou wouldst know ? 
Would some grand speculation ease 
This raging discontent? 
Or toils political decrease 
Its yet unknown extent ? 
Do longing aspirations rise 
For honor and renown ? 
To be admired by wondering eyos, 
While wreaths of glory crown ? 
Vain thoughts are these ; let drugs and pills 
And sermon-making be; 
From law and literary ills 
And woes commercial flee. 
Stick to thy farming ; well employ 
Each swiftly passing hour, 
And peace, and wealth, and purest joy, 
Shall be thy lasting dower. Agricola. 
$ih’& JtSSfflW. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
THE SACRED DEBT. 
TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN BY S. TDSKA. 
[Concluded from last number.] 
From this moment our virtuosos were busy 
in preparing for the journey. They practiced 
and learned by heart a choice collection of the 
sweetest operas, and most beautiful vocal and 
instrumental melodies. Ernst, the best vio¬ 
linist, possessed such power and skill that he 
might well have taken the rank of an artist, 
while his companions were not far behind him 
in musical skill. 
Before they entered upon their travels, 
Ernst wished to show his fellow students the 
cottage and garden of which he had told them. 
He took them accordingly to the valley of 
“ Bloomingdale,” and they were all pleased 
with the selected site, remarking that there 
could not be a more suitable place. 
At length Ernst bid farewell to his mother, 
and wishing to leave some pleasant memento 
to his poor parent, he, with his three compan¬ 
ions, serenaded her on the night before their 
departure. Ernst’s mother recognized the 
violin of her son, opened the window, and 
when they had concluded their allegro, has¬ 
tened to her bureau, took out a silver thaler, 
and folding it in paper, which she then set on 
fire, threw it down to the young symphonists. 
“Farewell, my youDg friends,” she added 
enthusiastically, “this is the poor widow’s 
thaler,—may it grow into many thousand !” 
Early the next morning they Eet out on their 
journey, and wherever they came they met 
with a friendly reception. Their music was 
not of that boisterous kind which quickly at¬ 
tracts the crowd, but good judges of music 
recognized their merits, and persons of rank 
stopped to listen to their sweet and melodious 
harmonies. The applause which they every¬ 
where received rose to enthusiasm. Their 
reputation spread farther and wider, the jour¬ 
nals of the day spoke in terms of praise of 
their music, and they were no more left to play 
in the public squares and pleasure grounds, 
but were invited to lend their cheering har¬ 
mony to the drawing-rooms and social parties 
of noble families. Money poured in on all 
sides, and though they had now and then to 
make some unexpected expenditures, their 
capital continually increased, and at last the 
long hoped for amount of 2,000 florins was 
counted together by Ernst. At the conclu¬ 
sion of another concert, which they gave in a 
small Prussian town, they had a surplus suffi¬ 
cient to pay all the expenses of their return 
home again. 
It was at this time that Ernst said to his 
fellow students :—“ The hour to return has 
come! Let us lay aside the 2,000 florins, and 
use the rest on our journey toward home, and 
if we shall still have a balance remaining, 
let us then benefit some unfortunate wretch 
with it.” 
The others were much displeased to hear 
Ernst speak thus. They found that their 
musical tour gave them so much honor and 
money, that they wished to prolong it as much 
as possible. It seems that they had already 
forgotten the object of their journey, and as 
they had for a few weeks pa3t day by day 
stored away their gold, they thought only of 
the enjoyment of applause and gain. The 
summer vacation was not yet past, and they 
thought that if they lingered still longer to 
earn some hundred florins more, they could 
procure many a comfort and enjoy many a 
pleasure. 
While they were thus reasoning with one 
another, a nobleman entered and invited them 
to attend a soiree with their instruments.— 
Ernst, not willing to make his talents a 
source of gain, replied that he would come, 
but on condition that he would not give them 
any fee for their services. This again caused 
his compauions to grumble, but they yielded 
to his caprice, as they termed his disinterest¬ 
edness, hoping, however, that the nobleman 
would, notwithstanding the objections of 
Ernst, munificently reward them. 
The rich nobleman was highly delighted 
with the entertainment with which the young 
artists enriched the banquet, and, when the 
party had dispersed, dismissed them with many 
thanks, and gave each a golden ring bedecked 
with brilliants. 
“ Well, now, my friends,” said Ernst, as 
they were departing, “ are you still dissatis¬ 
fied? What pleasanter memento can we 
bring home from our musical tour ? It is 
high time now, I think, to fiuisk our artistic 
career. For the day is fast approaching on 
which we are to fulfill our promise. And if 
the cottage I selected should happen to be sold 
already, we shall require a few 7 days to find 
some other suitable dwelling.” 
His companions could not, indeed, refute 
his arguments, but their lust of money and 
pleasure prevailed over reason, and they would 
not yet return. “ But,” said Christopher to 
Ernst, “ if you are so particular about the 
time of fulfilling the promise, take the 2,000 
florins and transact the whole business in our 
behalf. At the close of our vacation, w r e 
shall come back with full purses of gold!” 
Augustus and Frederic seconded the pro¬ 
posal of Christopher. Ernst, seeing the 
eagerness with which they desired to light on 
some more pleasant adventures, at length 
yielded to their request. 
The next day, accordingly, Ernst left his 
companions and entered on his homeward 
journey. One day, when he was but a few 
miles distant from his native city, he heard 
the notes of a familiar harp, and on coming 
nearer saw the old beggar striking his harp in 
full tones. “ Old man,” said be in a friendly 
voice, “ tw r o instruments will sound better 
than one; will you allow me to assist you 
with my violin ?”■—and before the poor artist 
had time to reply, he had already tuned his 
violin and commenced to play some national 
airs, which the old man accompanied with en¬ 
ergy and liveliness upon his harp. All the 
people in the neighborhood flocked thither, 
and the little children brought with joyous 
glee their little coins to the two musicians. 
When they had finished, Ernst invited the 
minstrel to accompany him to the next inn to 
take supper and spend the night there. The 
old minstrel thanked him and said : “ This day 
I number three score aDd ten. Your violin 
has celebrated my birthday. Thanks to the 
All-merciful for this happy day 1” 
Early the next morning the old artist rose 
and wished to depart, mentioning the place 
where he said he was shortly expected. “ I 
am going thither, also,” said Ernst. “ Will 
you accept the assistance of my violin ?” 
“ I willingly accept your kind offer. But 
when 1 shall be in that city, I shall no more 
need any aid.” 
“ How so ?” asked Ernst. 
“ Let us first get ready for the journey, and 
then I will tell you.” 
Having settled their bill at the inn, they set 
out on their journey, and the old man related 
what our young violinist knew but too well 
before. 
“ Do you believe,” said the latter, “ that 
those boisterous youths will keep their 
promise?” 
“They will, if it is in their power,— they 
have made it to a poor, old man !” 
“ I admire your great confidence,” said 
Ernst ; “ but if you have always trusted iu 
fair words, I do not wonder that you have 
been reduced to beggary in your old age.” 
“ I was, indeed, occasionally disappointed, 
but I confess that 1 have oftener deceived my¬ 
self. When a youth, I was not sufficiently 
prudent. I spent all that God bestowed on 
me. I aided, to be sure, many an unfortunate 
wretch, but here, also, there is Deed of pru¬ 
dence, else one may at last forfeit the favor of 
others. And perhaps it may be of some in¬ 
terest for you to know the past career of my 
life. Well, then, to tell it as briefly as possi¬ 
ble, I am the son of a musician, and have 
formerly occupied the post of an organist and 
leader of a musical band. But the irresisti¬ 
ble desire of changing places caused me to 
wander. I never ceased to labor, but I set¬ 
tled nowhere. I did not even think of myself 
or of my dearest friends. And yet,” he ad¬ 
ded with a melancholy tone, “ some one must 
remember me, if he is still living. Yes, it was 
a happy period of my life. I was without a 
situation, and was called by a wealthy count, 
in a city not far from where I then lived.— 
While I was journeying through Saxony, I 
came to a little village. As it was already 
late in the evening, I asked a little girl to tell 
me of a house where I could rest one night.— 
She conducted me to her father’s, where I was 
hospitably welcomed to a supper. But I soon 
observed that I had entered the house of a 
poor family. The father was the teacher of 
the village school, and had ihus far rendered 
satisfactory service to all. But they were just 
then building a new house of worship, into 
which it was resolved to introduce an organ. 
On the ground of economy, it was resolved 
that, the school master must hereafter play on 
the organ, and that they would employ no per¬ 
son who could not, in addition to the functions 
of a teacher, perform that of an organist also. 
Imagine the anxiety of a poor teacher with a 
wife and children ! My host was no musician, 
and he was therefore obliged to give up his 
post of teaching. He imagined himself al¬ 
ready the victim of bitter want, for he had no 
prospect of ever obtaining a situation that 
would at all compare with the one he held now. 
All this I learned from his own lips. I 
pitied him very much, and said : ‘ Can you let 
me see the organ ?’ ‘ Are you a musician ?’ 
he asked. Upon my replying in the affirma¬ 
tive, he exclaimed : ‘ How happy you are!’ 
* I shall be so,’ I replied, ‘ if I can render a 
service to you. How would you like to take 
lessons in music for your kindness to me?’— 
The poor teacher was exceedingly rejoiced, and 
promised lhat he would never in after years 
forget my kindness. I requested him to sing, 
that I might learn his aptness for the study of 
music. He was yet young, and possessed an 
excellent voice. In six months, I assured him 
he would be able to perform the functions of 
an organist as well as he did now those of a 
teacher. ‘ But what will be done in the mean¬ 
time?’ said he. ‘Meanwhile,’ I said, ‘they 
will probably accept my services. I shall cer¬ 
tainly satisfy the expectations of your congre¬ 
gation.’” I have fulfilled my promise. As 
a matter of course, 1 came too late for the 
situation at the count’s, but you know one 
cannot be in different places at the same time.” 
“Why, my old friend,” exclaimed Ernst, 
seizing the hand of the minstrel, “ is your 
name Peter Slick ?” 
“ Yes, my young friend.” 
“ And where did all that happen which 
you have now related to me?” 
“ In Schlossheiin, in the year 1807.” 
“ Oh, it was my father to whom you have 
rendered ibis kind service ! ’Twas his family 
you saved from poverty and want!” 
“ And are you the little William Space?” 
“No, my brother is dead.” 
“ And your little sister, the pretty Mary, 
what has become of her ?” 
“ God has taken her away also. My moth¬ 
er is a widow, and has none except myself.” 
The old man could no longer restrain him¬ 
self, and shed tears. “ Are you then the little 
Ernst, who was but two months old at my 
departure?” said he, sobbing. “Embrace, 
then, your godfather, my dear boy ! You 
bear not my- name, however; for I would uot 
have thee bear my name, fearing lest it make 
you unfortunate.” 
They embraced each other with many tears, 
and Ernst was almost on the point of reveal¬ 
ing the secret respecting the promise of those 
four students, but checked himself, thinking 
that he would not alone enjoy the pleasure of 
agreeably surprising his old godfather. 
The old man inquired with respect to the 
present condition of Ernst and his mother, 
and when he heard that they were but in hum¬ 
ble circumstances, “ patience !” thought he, “if 
my young friends iu that city keep their 
promise, 1 will not enjoy my house alone, but 
as I was formerly a support to the father, so 
will I be now to his widoiv and son.” 
They proceeded on their way, and when 
they arrived at the cottage which Ernst long¬ 
ed to buy, he bade his old friend enter, saying 
he had some important business to transact 
with the owner of the cottage. Peter asked 
him if it would continue long, in which case 
he would take a little rest within. Ernst re¬ 
plied that he might do this at ease, as the 
transaction would probably continue some 
time. 
Having entered, the old man laid himself 
on a lounge of grass, and Ernst asked the 
landlord if the property was still for sale.— 
“ Yes, my friend,” said the latter, “ I have had 
many customers since, but have as yet made 
no agreement with any, aDd as you were the 
first who called on me, you have still the pref¬ 
erence.” 
“ Well,” said Ernst, “ if you will throlv in 
the furniture in the bargain, I can bring you 
a man who will pay the 2,000 florins, cash 
down, and iu an hour the whole matter will 
have been transacted.” 
The owner considered this proposal for a 
few moments, then he said : “ This was not, 
indeed, at first my intention; but as I am 
going away from this country, I shall not 
trouble myself any more with my furniture ; 
and if you are willing to take the property at 
once, you may have all that you see here.” 
No sooner said than done. Ernst hastened 
to the city to embrace his mother, and bring 
her, together with a notary, to the cottage in 
“Bloomingdale.” On their way he told his 
mother of his success, and of the adventure 
with the old minstrel, his godfather, and their 
former benefactor. When they arrived at the 
cottage, Peter Slick was still asleep. 
The notary, an experienced practitioner, had 
qnickly composed the deed, and when he in¬ 
quired lor the names of the parties, Ernst 
told him to write Peter Slick for the party 
that purchased the property. 
Just as he was about to read aloud the in¬ 
strument, Peter awoke in the garden, and 
rubbing his eyes called for Ernst. Ernst 
went out and desired him to come into the 
house to witness a transaction which would 
probably interest him. 
The old man consented, at the same time 
saying : “ I hope it will not take a long time, 
for the sun is near the western horizon already, 
and I must be in the next town before night.” 
Ernst assured him that he would lose noth¬ 
ing by staying in “ Bloomingdale,” and leading 
him in he seated him, without introducinghim 
to his mother. The notary began to read 
aloud the contract, and when he came to the 
name of Peter Slick, the latter cried out, 
“ What does this mean ? Am I mocked, 
Ernst ? How can I buy all this for 2,000 
florins?” 
“ My dear godfather,” replied Ernst, “ did 
you not tell me that you had four debtors in 
the city ? They are prompt to fulfill their 
promise. They have commissioned me to pay 
in their behalf for this property.” And with 
these words he threw a purse full of ducats on 
the table, and counted together the sum of 
2,000 florins. 
All of a sudden it struck poor Peter that 
this Ernst was the young man who assured 
him of the fulfillment of the promise. “Heaven 
reward you,” he exclaimed, “ for you are the 
very one who last year promised me the cot¬ 
tage and garden.” 
“ And here,” said Ernst, pointing to his 
mother, “ is she who charged me to fulfill it— 
my mother.” 
“ Ah, dear Peter,” said she, “ myson need¬ 
ed not to know 7 that you are our benefactor, 
when he determined to keep his word. I have 
but strengthened him in his resolve ; the rest 
of the work is his alone.” 
Peter Slick pressed the widows’s hand, 
and embraced Ernst again. “ I will accept 
the cottage,” said he, “ but on condition that 
I shall not be left to enjoy it alone. This 
place is large enough for us together, and 
when I die it shall revert to you again. On 
this condition only will I accept it.” Nothing 
more was needed for the happiness of the old 
man, the widow and her son. After a long 
period the old man had at length found an 
asylum. The last days of his life were also 
his happiest, and after many blessed years had 
passed away, the cottage in “ Bloomingdale” 
passed into the hands of Ernst and his mother. 
^5beHiseii)ci|ts. 
IT IS “ PLANTING TIME.” 
Smto Drills, Hand and Horse, of all the best patterns, 
for sale by J. RAPALJE & Co., 
278-2t 65 Buffalo Si., Rochester N. Y. 
200 BUSHELS CARTER POTATOES. 
These Potatoes are unrivalled by any other varieties 
now known in market; they readily bring two to four 
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season from the time they are dug to July, and their 
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Price $1,50 per bushel. BLOSS & ADAMS. 
Rochester, May 1st, 1855. 278-3t 
'domestic ANIMALS AT PRIVATE SALE. 
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the llerdsdale Farm. 278-tf. 
IMPORTED MONARCH. 
By Priam, out of Delphine by Whisker, will stand the 
present season at L. G. Morris,’ llerdsdale Farm 1% 
miles from Scarsdale Depot, and 24 miies from New 
York by Harlem Railroad. Terms $20 the season for 
mares not thorough-bred, and $50 for thorough-bred.— 
Pasturage $3 per month. Accidents and escapes at the 
risk of the owner. All business connected with the horse 
to be addressed to “ Monarch’s Groom, Scarsdale, P. ()., 
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Westchester Co., N. Y. 278-tf 
April 24, 1855. 
MORGAN TIGER, 
A Stallion horse owned by Daniel Ward, Jr., of LeRoy. 
Considered by competent judges as porfect a modol of 
lierso flesh as any other living. This horse was sired by 
the old Morgan Tiger, brought from Vermont by Messrs. 
Hoyt and May of Palmyra, Wayne Co., his dam was a 
half-blood Sampson, and a half-blood Sir Isaac ; color, a 
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fts.: stands 16 hands high ; disposition kind, and a good 
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For terms, &c., see handbill, or inquire of the subscriber, 
y t mile South of Le Roy Village. Mares brought from a 
distance to remain for a while, will be well taken care of 
on reasonable terms. DANIEL WARD, Jr. 
Le Roy, April 12th, 1855. 278-2 
A VALUABLE FARM FOR SALE. 
In- Farmington, Ontario Co., N. Y., situated two mile3 
from the Friends Meeting House, on the road to Manches¬ 
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throe good Apple Orchards, Peach Orchard, Cherries, 
Plums, Pears, &c., and a young orchard of 80 trees. A 
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Cedar stakes and posts for sale. 
274-tf WM. P. SHELDON. 
OLD ROCHESTER NURSERIES, 
CORNER OF NORTH CLINTON AND NORTON STREETS, 
To bo disposed of at a bargain, as the ground must be 
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A fine lot of very large Norway Spruce, Laburnums, 
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THE IMPORTED HORSE CONSTERNATION 
Win stand the coming season at the farm of J. B. Bur¬ 
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BUEEAL0 AGRICULTURAL WAREHOUSE, 
AND SEED STORE. 
No. 198 Main St, _ BUFFALO. 
H. C. WHITE, 
WHOLFSALF. AND RETAIL DEALER IN 
FARMING IMPLEMENTS, 
FIELD AND GARDEN SEEDS, 
TREES, 1*1, A NTS AM) SIlUl llS. 
ALSO AGENT FOR 
Boston Belting Co.’s Rubber Belting, Hose, &c. 
NEW VOLUME OF 
The Wool Grower and Stock Register. 
The Seventh Volume of this, Journal will commence 
with January, 1855. It will be improved in both Contents 
and Appearance, the Publisher having resolved to spare 
no reasonable effort or expenso to render tho work indis¬ 
pensable to all interested iu the objects to which it is de¬ 
voted. Tho main features of the work will be continued, 
with tho addition of valuable improvements. Each num¬ 
ber will contain 
THIRTY-TWO LARGE OCTAVO PAGES 1 
And he printed and illustrated in superior style. The 
new volume will comprise a largo amount of the most 
useful and reliable information on the breeding, rearing 
and profitable management of Domestic Animals,—includ¬ 
ing Pedigrees of Pure-bred Cattle, Horses, Sheep, eto., 
the Names and Residences of the principal Breeders and 
Owners of Improvod Stock throughout the country, life¬ 
like Portraits of Bomestic Animals, etc. Careful ReviewB 
of the Wool, Cattle, Grain and Provision Markets are give* 
in each number—an invaluable feature. 
TERMS—-Fifty Cents a Volume, (Two volumes a 
year.) Five Copies for $2 ; Eight for $3 ; Elevon for $4 ; 
Seventeen for $6; Twenty for $7 ; Thirty for $10. An 
extra copy froo to every person forming a club of eight or 
more. Yearly copies (two volumes) double above rates. 
Club papers will be sent to different post-offices, if desired. 
etd~ Now is the Time to Subscribe and form Clubs_ 
Money properly inclosed, may be mailed at our risk, if 
addressed to D. D. T. MOORE, Rochester, N. Y. 
