04 MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL, LITERARY AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
ROBERT OF LINCOLN. 
BY WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT. 
Merrily swinging on briar and wood, 
Near to the nest of his little dame. 
Over the mountain-side or mead, 
Robert of Lincoln is telling his name ; 
Bob-o’-link, bob-o’-link, 
Spink, spank, spink; 
Sung and safe is that nest of ours, 
Hidden among the summer ilowers. 
Chee, cheo, chee. 
Robert of Lincoln is gayly drest; 
Wearing a bright brown wedding coat; 
White are his shoulders and white his crest, 
Hear him call in his merry note,— 
Bob-o’-link. bob-o’-link, 
Spink, spank, spink ; 
Look, what a nice new coat is mine, 
Sure there never was a bird so tine. 
Chee, cheo, chee. 
Robert of Lincoln’s Quaker wife, 
Pretty and quiet with plain brown wings, 
Passing at home a patient life, 
Broods in the grass while her husband sings 
Bob-o’-link, bob-o’ link. 
Spink, spank, spink; 
Brood, kind creature ; you need not fear 
Thieves and robbers while I am here. 
Chee. chee, chee. 
Modest and shy as a nun is she ; 
One weak chirp is her only note, 
Braggart and prince of braggarts is he, 
Pouring boasts from his little throat,— 
Bob-o’-link, bob-o’-link, 
Spink, spank, spink ; 
Never was I afraid of man ; 
Catch me, cowardly knaves, if you can. 
Chee, chee, chee. 
Six white eggs on a bed of haj r , 
Flecked with purple, a pretty sight! 
There as the mother sits all day 
Robert is singing with all his might 
Bob-o’-link, bob-o’link, 
Spink, spank, spink ; 
Nice good wife, that never goes out, 
Keeping house while I frolic about. 
Chee, chee, chee. 
Soon as the little ones chip the shell 
Six wide mouths are open for food ; 
Robert of Lincoln bestirs him well, 
Gathering seeds for the hungry brood, 
Bob-o’-link, bob-o’-link, 
Spink, spank, spink ; 
This new life is likely to be 
Hard for a gay young fellow like mo. 
Chee, chee, chee. 
Robert of Lincoln at length is made 
Sober with work and silent with care ; 
Off is his holiday garment laid, 
Half forgotten that merry air, 
Bob-o’-link, bob’-o-link, 
Spink, spank, spink ; 
Nobody knows but my mate and 1 
Where our nest and our nestlings lie. 
Chee, chee, chee. 
Summer wanes, the children are grown ; 
Fun and frolic no more he knows ; 
Robert of Lincoln’s a humdrum crone ; 
Off he flies, and we sing as he goes 
Bob-o’-link, bob-o’-link, 
Spink, spank, spink ; 
When you can pipe that merry old strain 
Robert of Lincoln come back again. 
Chee, chee, chee. 
Putnam for June.. 
MILS. 
LOVE AND STRATEGY. 
BY OUR FAMILY PHYSICIAN. 
Linda Ray was scarce seventeen. Beauti¬ 
ful as an houri, of course, as all heroines are. 
But more than this, Linda had a mind and a 
heart of goodness, as well as personal beauty. 
She was the brightest scholar of Mrs.-’s 
seminary, was the joy of her father, the pride 
of her mother, the go-between and confident 
of a quarter of a score of little Rays—her 
noisy young brood of brothers — and the 
friend and consoler of all the poor and dis¬ 
tressed who came within her knowledge. 
Linda was “ engaged ” to young Slocum, 
an embryo lawyer of fashion and some talent, 
who had only the slender income of his pro¬ 
fession to depend upon, but which, added to 
the modest little fortune of Linda, would ena¬ 
ble the young couple to live “ quite comfort¬ 
ably.” 
It was now in the fitful month of April. 
The following June was to witness the bridal 
of Linda and her lawyer lover, upon which 
event the “ happy pair” were to start for “ the 
Springs.” 
Linda looked magnificently upon horseback, 
and on this April morning, indulging in her 
favorite exercise, she was sitting like the 
queen of beauty, glowing with freshness and 
radiant with joy upon the back of her match, 
less bay—the most knowing and graceful 
piece of horse-flesh to be lighted on by a fond 
and indulgent parent. 
Young Slocum -was by her side, and was 
descanting upon the beauty of the morning 
and the beauty of the “ morning queen,” 
when suddenly the latter sped from his sight 
like the morning’s breeze. Linda’s “ bay” 
had taken fright, and was flying with its mis¬ 
tress through the air, scarce touching the 
paving stones, at a fearful speed. “ She will 
certainly be thrown and killed !” and Slocum’s 
heart as he exclaimed thus—or the place 
where his heart should have been—beat with 
a feeling akin to despair. 
When, however, Slocum arrived some three 
or four miles farther, toward the edge of the 
city, a scene met his view that called up other 
emotions than those of pleasure at the safety j 
of his beloved. 
Linda was seated upon the turf, reclining 
against the trunk of a tree. A tall, hand¬ 
some stranger was bending over her, laving 
her brow with water, and pouring the mag¬ 
netism of his warm life into her fainting en¬ 
ergies. 
The look — the strange, mysterious look— 
that of soul recognizing soul, .which passed 
between them when Linda opened her eyes 
lull upon him, haunted young Slocum like a 
disagreeable nightmare for months after. 
The next day, the tall, handsome stranger 
called upon the lovely girl he had rescued 
from certain death, to inquire after her health. 
Somehow or other, it was full three hours 
before the “ call ” was concluded. Time had 
passed so pleasantly in that easy flow of 
thought and sentiment, where soul met its 
kindred, that both were surprised at its rapid 
flight. 
Again and again they mot, always talking 
as though they had been friends forever; so 
unconstrained and easy was the interchange 
of thought between them. It generally hap¬ 
pened, too, by some strange chance, that Slo¬ 
cum was either out on some fishing excursion 
or something of the sort, whenever the tall, 
handsome stranger called on the bride elect. 
The middle of May arrived. The wedding 
day was drawing more and more near. In a 
maze of bewilderment the young betrothed 
awaked as from a sudden dream. 
“ Do I love him well enough to become his 
wife ?” asked she of her own heart. 
Alas! a deeper depth had been soimded in 
that youDg heart. A deeper depth than the 
shallow line of the groom-elect could hope to 
sound. 
But the spirit that had taught her—her 
own heart—that had taught her the meaning 
of the word love —the tall and handsome 
stranger—he had gone as suddenly as he 
came. Business had called him to a distant 
country and clime. 
True, he had never spoken of love, but 
when he was gone, Linda found to her dismay 
that he had taken her heart with him, and 
that Slocum seemed to her now nothing more 
than an automaton man, brainless and heart¬ 
less. 
“ But I will be true to honor and my prom¬ 
ise,” said the courageous Linda, resolutely. 
“ I will marry him and make him a true wife. 
I will bury my own heart and its love, and 
perform my duty faithfully.” 
Alas! alas! “ There’s many a slip be¬ 
twixt the cup and the lip.” 
A rich old uncle of the portionless Slocum 
suddenly arrived from the “ golden East,” 
sought his nephew, made his will, and Slo- 
ci/*m, the almost penniless, the almost briefless 
lawyer, awoke in the morning a rich man. 
His uncle scouted at the idea of his wed¬ 
ding the fair Linda, with her very moderate 
fortune, telling him that such a handsome, 
accomplished, and wealthy fellow as he (Slo¬ 
cum) could pick a millionaire heiress off from 
almost every bush His kind uncle bid him 
travel and choose from any of the aristocratic 
and wealthy beauties of Europe. 
Elated with his sudden fortune, puffed up 
with personal vanity, Slocum followed his 
uncle’s advice, setting sail with a high heart 
to cross the ocean for Europe and success. 
He dropped a careless note to his beloved, 
telling her of his determination to travel, and 
—to leave her free. 
Somehow or other, Slocum’s remittances 
from England did not arrive as he had reason 
to expect, and he had not much sooner cross 
ed the Atlantic than he re-crossed it. 
What was his dismay upon arriving home, 
when he found his quondam bride elect had 
married his rich old uncle! that the “ will” 
had been re-made, that he (Slocum) was cut 
off without even a shilling—the will being 
made in favor of Linda and her successors. 
This discovery was maddening, but worse 
than all, the rich old uncle had thrown away 
his ugly wig, and the hump on his back, and 
his wooden leg, and he stood up as Linda’s 
youthful bridegroom — the tall, handsome 
stranger! He had once rescued her from 
death. 
It was a pleasant ruse — to those who en¬ 
joyed the sport—but it threw poor Slocum 
into a bilious fever which nearly terminated 
his life, which also put me in possession of the 
above little episode, 1 being the physician who 
carried him over the bridge of sickness to the 
terra flrma of health. 
A VOYAGE HOUND A PUDDING- 
Dr. Bushwhacker folded his napkin, drew 
it through the silver ring, laid it on the table, 
folded his arms and leaned back in his chair, 
by which we knew there was something at 
work in his knowledge-box. “ My dear mad- 
ame,” said he with a Metamora shake of the 
head, “ there are a great many things to be 
said about pudding.” 
Now such a remark at a season of the year 
when eggs are five for a shilling, and not al¬ 
ways fresh at that, was enough to discomfort 
anybody. The Doctor perceived it at once 
and instantly added, “ In a geographical 
point of view there are many things to be 
said about the pudding. My dear madame,” 
he continued, “ take tapioca itself, what is it 
and where does it come from ?” 
Our oldest boy, just emerging from the 
chickenhood, answered, “ 86 Chambers street, 
two doors below the Irving House.” 
“ True, my dear young friend,” respond¬ 
ed the Doctor, with a friendly pat on 
the head ; “ but that is not what I mean.— 
Where,” he repeated, with a questioning look 
through his spectacles, and a Bushwhackian 
nod, “ does tapioca come from ?” 
“ Rio de Janeiro and Para !” 
“Yes, Sir, from Rio de Janeiro in the 
southern, and Para in the northern part of 
the Brazils, do we get our tapioca; from the 
roots called the Mandoiea, botanically the 
Jatropha Manihot, or as they say, the Cassa¬ 
va. The roots are long and round, like a 
sweet potato; generally a foot or more in 
length. Every joint of the plant will produce 
its roots like the cuttings of grape-vine. The 
tubers are dug up from the ground, peeled, 
scraped, or grated, then put in long sacks of 
flexible rattan ; sacks six feet long or more, 
and at the bottom of the sack they suspend a 
large stone, by which the flexible sides are 
contracted, and then out pours the cassava- 
juice in a pan placed below to receive it.— 
This juice is poisonous, and very volatile.— 
Then, my dear madame, it is macerated in 
water, and the residum, after the volatile part, 
the poison, is evaporated, is the innocuous fa¬ 
rina which looks like small crumbs of bread, 
and which we call tapioca. The best kind of 
tapioca comas from Rio, which is, I believe, 
about five thousand five hundred miles from 
New York : so we must put down that as a 
little more than one-fifth of our voyage around 
the pudding ” 
This made our eldest open his eyes. 
“ Eggs and milk,” continued Dr. Bush¬ 
whacker, “ are home productions ; but sugar, 
refined sugar, is made partly of the moist and 
sweet yellow sugar of Louisiana, partly of the 
hard and dry sugar of the West Indies. I 
will not go into the process of refining sugar 
now, but I may observe here that the sugar 
we get from Louisiana, if refined and made in¬ 
to a loaf, would be quite soft, with large 
loose crystals, while the Havana sugar, sub¬ 
jected to the same treatment, would make a 
white cone almost as hard and compact as 
grani e. But we have made a ti ip to the An¬ 
tilles for our sugar, and so you may add fif¬ 
teen hundred miles more for saccharine.” 
“ That is equal to nearly one-third of the 
circumference of the pudding we live upon, 
Doctor.” 
“Vanilla,” continued the Doctor, “with 
which this pudding is so delightedly flavored, 
is the bean of a vine that grows wild in the 
multitudinous forests of Venezuela, New Gre¬ 
nada, Guiana, and, in fact, throughout South 
America. The long pod, which looks like 
the scabbard of a sword, suggested the name 
to the Spaniards ; vayna meaning scabbard, 
from which comes the diminutive vanilla, or 
little seabbard—appropriate enough, as every 
one will allow. These beans, which are worth 
from six to twenty dollars a pound, could be 
as easily cultivated as hops in that climate; 
but the indolence of the people is so great 
that not one Venzuelian has b e i found with 
sufficient enterprise to set out one acre of va¬ 
nilla, which would yield him a small fortune 
every year. No, sir. The poor peons, or 
peasants, raise their garabanzas for daily use 
but beyond that they never look. They 
plant their crops in the footsteps of their an¬ 
cestors, and if it had not been for their ances¬ 
tors, they would probably have browsed on 
the wild grass of the Llanos or plains. Ah ! 
there are a great many such bobs hanging at 
the tail of some ancestral kite, even in this 
great city, my dear learned friends.” 
“ True, Doctor, you are right there.” 
“ Well, sir, the vanilla is gathered from the 
wild vines in the woods. Off goes the hidalgo, 
proud of his noble ancestry, and toils home 
under a back load of the refuse beans from the 
trees, after the red monkey has had his pick of 
the best. A few reals pay him for the day’s 
work, and then, hey for the cockpit! There 
Signor de Ogie meets the Marquis de Shin- 
plaster, or the Pedre Cororchi, and of 
course gets whistled earnings with the first 
click of the gaffs. Then back he goes to his 
miserable hammock, so ends his year’s labor. 
That, sir, is the history of the flavoring, and 
and you will have to allow a stretch across 
the Carribean, and twenty-five hundred miles 
for the vanilla.” 
“ YVe are getting pretty well around Doc¬ 
tor.” 
“ Then we have sauce, here, wine-sauce; 
Teneriffe, I should say, by the flavor— 
‘-from beneath the cliff 
Of Sunny side Teneriffe 
And ripened in the brink 
Of India’s sun.’ 
We must take four thousand miles at least 
for the wine, my learned friend, and say noth¬ 
ing of the rest of the sauce.” 
“Except the nutmeg, Doctor.” 
“ Thank you, my dear young friend, thank 
you. The nutmeg ! To the spice Islands, in 
the Indian Ocean, we are indebted for our 
nutmegs. Our old original Knickerbockers, 
the web-footed Dutchmen, have the monopoly 
of this trade. Every nutmeg has paid toll at 
the Hague before it yields its aroma to our 
graters. The Spice Islands! The almost 
fabulous Moluccas, where neither corn nor 
rice will grow ; where the only quadrupeds 
they have are the musky crocodiles that bathe 
in the high-seasoned waters—the Moluccas ; 
‘-the isles 
Of Teraatc and Tidore, whence merchants bring 
Their spicy drugs.’ 
There, sir ! Milton, sir ! From Ternate and 
Tidore, and the rest of that marvelous cluster 
of islands, we get our nutmegs, our mace, and 
our cloves. Add twelve thousand miles at 
least to the circumference of the pudding for 
the nutmeg.” 
“ This is getting to be a pretty large pud¬ 
ding, Doctor.” 
“ Yes, sir. YVe have traveled already twen¬ 
ty-five thousand five hundred miles around it, 
and now let’s re-circumnavigate and come back 
by the way of Mexico, so that we can get a 
silver spoon and penetrate into the interior.” 
THE OLD FOLKS. 
The census of 1850 shows that the oldest 
person living in the United States was 140. 
This person was an Indian woman, residing 
in North Caro ina. In the same State was 
an Indian aged 125, a negro woman 111, two 
black females 110 each, one mulatto male 120, 
and several white males and females aged from 
106 to 114. In the parish of Lafayette, 
Louisiana, was a female black, aged 120. In 
several of the States there were found persons, 
white and black, aged from 110 to 115.— 
There were in the United States in 1850, 
2,555 persons over 100 years. This shows 
that about one person in 9,000 will be likely 
to live to that age. There are now about 
20,000 persons in the United States who were 
living when the Declaration of Independence 
was signed, in 1776. They must necessarily 
be about 80 years old now, in order to have 
lived at that time. The French census of 
1851 shows only 102 persons over 100 years 
old ; though their total population was near 
36,000,000. Old age is therefore attained 
among us much more frequently than in 
France. 
For Mootc’h Itnral Now-Yorker. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 26 letters. 
My 20, 13, 16, 23, 15 is a celebrated town in 
Austria. 
My 2, 7, 21, 14 is a river in South America. 
My 4, 18, 3, 23 is a town in Scotland. 
My 9, 16, 17, 24 is a cape in Africa. 
My 1, 22, 8, 15, 14, 23 is a town in Europe. 
My 5, 14, 13, 17, 26 is a county in Virginia. 
My 19, 10, 11, 14 is a town in Europe. 
My 4, 24, 10, 9, 7, 23 is a lake in Asia. 
My 23, 7, 6, 25, 16, 11 is a town in France. 
My whole is a useful work. a. o. v. 
Genoa, N. Y.,1855. 
fi?r Answer next week. 
For the Rural New-YorV*r 
ARITHMETICAL NOTATION. 
Write down the figures one and one thou¬ 
sand millionth ; ninety and ninety thou¬ 
sandths ; forty-five ten thousandths ; one 
hundred thousand and one hundred thou¬ 
sandth, and express their sum both in figures 
and words. 
flfT* Answer next week. 
How easy it is to say a billion—how easy it 
is to write a billion—but can you count a bil¬ 
lion ? Why not ? Stop a bit. Suppose you 
can count 200 in one minute, that is 12,000 in 
one hour ; that is 288,000 in one day ; and 
105,120,000 in one year. But this would not 
allow a single moment for sleep, or for any 
other business whatever. To count a billion 
it would require 9,512 years, 34 days, 5 hours, 
20 minutes, according to the above reckoning; 
but suppose we were to allow the counter 
twelve hours daily for rest, eating and sleep¬ 
ing, it would then take 19,024 years, 6S days, 
10 hours and 40 minutes, to count a billion. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma in No. 284: 
Battle of Bunker Hill. 
Answer to Arithmetical Question in No. 284: 
80 dollars. 
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Hit anfr Jjmor. 
Rather Sharp.— The following conversa¬ 
tion is said to have passed between a venera¬ 
ble old lady and a certain presiding judge in 
-. This learned functionary was sup¬ 
ported on his right and left by his worthy as¬ 
sociates, when Mrs. P-was called to give 
evidence. 
“Take off your bonnet, madam.” 
“ I had rather not, sir.” 
“ Zounds and brimstone, madam ! take off 
your bonnet, I say.” 
“In public assemblies, sir, women general¬ 
ly cover their heads. Such, I am sure, is the 
custom elsewhere, and, therefore, I will not 
take off my bonnet.” 
“ Do you hear that, gentlemen ? She pre¬ 
tends to know more about these matters than 
the judge himself! Had you not better, 
madam, come and take a seat on the bench ?” 
“No, sir, thank you, for I really think 
there are old women enough there already.” 
A Home Thrust.— A preacher took passage 
in one of the Lake Erie boats on a Sunday. 
He had not been long on board before he 
applied for permission to hold a religious 
meeting. 
“ No,” said the captain, to whom the ap¬ 
plication was made; “ any minister who 
would travel on a Sunday, isn’t fit to preach 
on board my boat.” 
The other slunk away abashed. 
Double Mistake.— An Irishman was ac¬ 
cused of stealing a handkerchief from a fellow 
traveler; but the owner, on finding it, apolo¬ 
gized to Pat and said it was a mistake.— 
“ Arrah, my jewel,” retorted Pat, with great 
readiness, “ it was a two sided mishtake ; you 
took me for a thafe, and I took you for a gin- 
tleman, upon my sowl 1 did, sure.” 
Steam.— At a railway station an old lady 
said to a pompous looking gentleman who was 
talking about steam communication, “ Pray, 
sir, what is steam ?” “ Steam, ma’am, is, ah! 
—steam is, eh ! ah !—steam is—steam 1” “ I 
knew that chap couldn’t tell ye,” said a rough 
looking fellow standing by, “ but steam is a 
bucket of water in a tremendous perspiration.” 
Signal for Silence.— Byron tells us, that 
when Maturin wished his family to be aware 
that the glow of composition was on him, he 
used to stick a wafer on his forehead, which 
was a signal for universal silence. If he 
found it effectual, we think he took a very 
good way for to seal their mouths. 
“YVaiter, bring me some corn,” said a 
boarder to a green Irish servant. “ Hay ?” 
said Paddy, leaning down to catch the accent. 
“ No, no— corn!" replied the guest. 
A chap, stopping at one of the New York 
hotels, being asked by ihe waiter as to wheth¬ 
er he would have green or black tea, said he 
didn’t care what color it was if it had plenty 
of sweetuin’ in it. 
Marry a pint of rum to a lump of sugar, 
and in less than an hour there will spring 
from the union a whole family of shillalahs 
and broken heads. The marriage ceremony 
can be performed with a toddy stick. 
“ Every moment makes thee dearer,” as the 
parsimonious tradesman said to his extrava¬ 
gant wife. 
$i<)beHigeh|eii)fs. 
THE DEVON BULL “BJJAUTY” 
Win. stand at the farm of tho subscriber, (formerly 
owned by Obaoiah Thorn,) near Thorn Hill Post Ofllco.— 
Farmors that wish to improvo thoir stock will do well to 
call and see him. I let him very low, only 50 cents the 
season, because I wish to improve the stock of this sec¬ 
tion. 284-2t H. COVENTRY. 
REAPING AND MOWING MACHINES. 
The subscriber is appointed Agent for 
FORBUSH’S IMPROVED MOWER ANI) REAPER ; 
AISO FOR 
MANNY’S COMBINED MOWER AND REAPER, 
with Wood’s Improvement, 
which are now on exhibition, at his store, as set up for 
use. Orders are solicited, and will be promptly filled by 
E. D. HALI.OCK, 
284-2t Agricultural Warehouse and Seed Store, 
No. 24 Exchange st., Rochester. 
HUSSEY’S PATENT COMBINED 
REAPER AND MOWER, 
Manufactured by T. R. Hussey & Co., Auburn, N. Y., 
and by them warranted to do good work, both in Reap¬ 
ing and Mowing, and built of tho best materials and of 
sufficient strength to do their work without breaking 
when used on ground suitable for working them, and 
with proper care. The superiority we claim for our ma¬ 
chine over all others is: 
1st. The extra amount of strength and durability. 
2d. The construction to work with a loose polo for 
mowing, to allow the cutter bar to run close to tho 
ground in hollows as well as over knolls, and prevents 
the heavy woight on ttio horse-.’ necks that a machine 
working with astitf polo causes. 
3d. The obviation of side draft by placing tho gearing 
on one side of the road wheel and the cutter bar on the 
other. 
4th. Tho open wrought iron guard, which is the only 
sure preventive again-t clogging. 
6 th. The raising or loworing tho road wheel to cut 
three lengths of stubble—1st, two inches, for grass; 2d, 
five incties, for barley and oats ; 3d, eight inches, for 
wheat or ryo. 
6 th. Tho construction of tho apron for reaping, that 
the grain can be cast off in gavels immediately behind 
or at tlio side; also the simple mode of changing from a 
Reaper to a Mower, or vice versa which can ho done in 
twenty minutes. 
Our machines cut a swath five feet wide, and with a 
good team are capable of cutting 12 acres of grass in a 
day, or reaping from 15 to 20 ac: os of grain. 
Our price for a combined K aperand Mower at our 
manufactory is $126, for cash or approved notos payablo 
at some bank within three months after trial of machine. 
Farmers wi-bing a machine lor tho coming season, 
would do well to .-end in their orders soon, as our num¬ 
bers are limited. T. It. HUSSEY & CO , 
284 Auburn, N. Y. 
.1. RAPALJE& Co. Agents for Rochostor and vicinity. 
■X" 13 3NT T Si ! 
p,r Agricultural and Religious Societies, Military Com¬ 
panies, Exhibitions, <£c. 
The Subscriber keeps on hand a large assortment of 
Tonts of every description, suitable for Agricultural 
Fairs, Military Encampments, Camp Meetings, Confer¬ 
ence, Political Gatherings, Exhibitions, Ac., &c., which 
be will rent on liberal terms. 
Ho has a large number of Camp Meeting and Military 
Touts of the following sizes 24 feel by 30 ; 16 by 24 ; 
12 by 17 ; 9 by 12. 
Also for Conference, Agricultural Socioties, &c.:—80 
feet diameter ; 70 feet do.; 60 feet do.; 50 feot do.; and 
80 feet by 110 ; 60 by 90 ; 50 by 80. 
These tents are of his own manufacture, of the very 
best material, and are every way desirable. When par¬ 
ties renting Tents desire it, a competent person will bo 
sent to erect and take charge of them. 
Ho has furnished Tents to the Agricultural Societies of 
New York, Connecticut, Pennsylvania, Wisconsin, Mich¬ 
igan, Illinois, Canada, and to many other promiont Ag¬ 
ricultural and other Associations, and can tliereforo with 
confidence refer those who are about purchasing or rent¬ 
ing Tents, to any of the officers of these Associations as 
to the character of his work and fairness of his deal¬ 
ings. 
TENTS AND FLAGS OF EVERY DESCRIPTION, MADE 
TO ORDER. 
He has on hand tho largest assortment of Tonts on the 
Continent, sufficient to accommodate seventy thousand 
persons, and can fill orders for any number of Tents, on 
short notice. All orders by Mail will meet prompt at¬ 
tention. [283-4t] E. C. SviLLIAMS, Rochostor, N. Y. 
4,000 SWEET POTATO PLANTS. 
For sale at $1 per hundred, by the Subscriber in 
Phelps, near Jones’ Lime Kiln, 3 miles North of Geneva. 
Genova, May 26th. 282 S. C. HARRIS. 
OATSFOR SALE. 
At the residence of tho Subscriber, 13 miles west of 
Pike Hollow, 1 m. South of Java lake, and 6 m. N. E. of 
Arcade, in East China, Wyoming Co., N. Y. 
5,000 Bushels of Oats, 
in quantities to suit purchasers. 282-tf 
PATRICK COBRY. 
THE NEW .NOVEL UPON “ FASHIONABLE ” RELIGION. 
WHICH: the RJGHT OR THE LEFT] 
Whoever reads this book will ask himself this ques¬ 
tion. To which Church do I belong? Tho Church of 
CHRIST, or tho Church of SOCIETY.” It is a work of tho 
purest and highest Christian Moral. 
It will be THE Book of the Nineteenth Century. 
Agents wanted—Address. * 
GARRETT & CO., Publishers, 
282-4t 18 Ann St., New York. 
THE BLOOD HORSE PRYOR. 
This distinguished Horse, by imported Priam, out of 
Queen of Clubs, by American Eclipse, will stand for 
mares at tho stable of tho subscribers during tho onsu- 
ing season. Terms $10,00 to ensure a colt. 
WM. K. PORTER, 
Cazonovia, May 1, ’55.—281-5t HENDRICK Dk CLERCQ. 
BOUNTY LAND WARRANTS, AND THE 
PUBLIC LANDS! 
George M. Smith, of Norwich, Chenango County, N. Y., 
general agent for locating Land Warrants and purchas¬ 
ing Public I-ands, will devote his time and personal at¬ 
tention to this business, aided by competent and trusty 
agents in the several localities. He has made himseif 
familiar with this business by investigation, travel, and 
at much expense. He will also attond to any collecting 
that may bo intrusted to him. Address 
GEO. M. SMITH. Norwich, N. Y.; Lansing, Mich.; 
Dubuque, Iowa, or St. Paul, Minnesota. 280-txx 
1855. CUTLER & PALMER 1855. 
GENERAL FORWARDING AND COMMISSION MERCHANTS, 
Cornor Lloyd and Canal streets, and Commercial Slip, 
Buffalo, N. Y. 
Nurserymen, Seodsmen, persons removing to tho West, 
and others sending their property to our care, may rely 
upon its being handled carefully, and forwarded to its 
destination with dispatch, by tho most reliable and diroct 
routes, and tho lowest rates of transportation. 
WM. K. CUTLER. [279-tf] J. H. PALMER. 
IMPROVED PATENT SCYTHE SNATH. 
A New and Improved Patent Scythe Snath made from 
Wrought Iron. 
Light, firm, and durable, and pronounced by very 
many who have used them for two season’s past, supe¬ 
rior to any other Suath. 
Manufactured only by Lamson, Goodnow & Co., (long 
known as makers of Lamson’s Patont Wood Snaths,) and 
for sale at their Warehouse, No. 7 Gold St., New York, 
and by tho Hardwaro and Agricultural trado generally, 
throughout the country. _ 277-131 
DOMESTIC ANIMALS AT PRIVATE SALE. 
L. G. Morris’ Illustratod Cataloguo with prices attach¬ 
ed of Short-horned and Devon Bulls, and Bull Calves, a 
few Horses, South-Down Rams, Berkshire^ Sutlolk, and 
Essex Swine, will be forwarded by mail (It desirod) by 
addressing L. G. Morris, Fordham, Westchester Co., N. 
Y., or N. J. 13ccar, 187 Broadway, N. Y. It also con¬ 
tains portrait, Pedigree, and performance on tlio turf, of 
tho celobrated horse “ Monarch,” standing this season at 
the Herdsdalo Farm.___ 278-tf. 
KEDZIE’S RAIN WATER FILTER. 
S IOTnjk Manufactured by J. E. CHENEY & Co., 
lUffl™ Rochester, N. Y. Patented January, ’54. 
Theso Filters have received the nigh- 
iJW ost commendation from sciontilic and 
medical mon.and are in constant uso.liav- 
llrtM ing given entire satisfaction to hundreds 
mffll of families': u this city and other parts of 
Mm tho country within the last fifteen yoars. 
[They have been perfected in the fixtures 
within two years, and can now be trans- 
IE/ ported in safety.] We now make five 
sizes, which retail for five, six, eight, ton, and twelve 
dollars each. 
Tho most impuro rain wator is rendered pure , without 
tasto, color or smell. Thoy aro portablo, durable, and 
are not oxcollod by any filter known. 274-oowtf 
