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MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER i AN AGRICULTURAL, LITERARY AM) FAMILY NEWSPAPER, 
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CONDUCTED BY ASILE, 
BLESSED MEMORIES. 
Wk hunted berries by a babbling brook, 
And odorous flowers from every sunny nook ; 
And stopped to laugh and hear the echo’s mock 
Ring from old woods and gloomy rifts of rock. 
We walked at noonday in a she torn! glade 
Where sun nor starlight ever broke the shade ; 
Within the damp and gloom a bird-song gushed, 
A streamlet through a rocky crevice rushed. 
A moaning murmur through the pine trees swept, 
Within the caves the owl in safety slept ; 
The laurel’s snowy pillars opened there 
And poured their poisons on the sunless air. 
We paused to rest beneath a trailing vine 
That clambered darkly o’er a blasted pine ; 
Above the rocks its sweeping curtains hung. 
And o’er the stream in tangled masses swung. 
She had a great, proud wealth of golden hair 
That shone like moonlight in that shadowed air ; 
A largo blue eye, that made me think of heaven 
When not a cloud across its doep is driven. 
She sang ; not a3 they sing with heedless lips, 
When keys are sprung by rosy finger-tips ; 
But that strange strain we only hear in dreams, 
From voic 63 tuned to more than mortal themes. 
She walks no more that narrow, unsunned glade, 
Long, long ago she passed a denser shade ; 
And when the darkness fled and morning broke, 
She slept in death, and with the angels woke. 
[Tribune. 
dragging and dripping in mid and wateT — 
They all had to be washed over, and Ellen 
will be at work on them all day I suppose ” 
“Well, well, this is rather trying, I ac 
knowledge, particularly to Ellen, who, l think, 
has the worst of it; but you must remember 
that the same rain storm wLich broke your 
clothes-line filled your cistern with nice rain 
water. You know last week you had to send 
to the river for all your washing water ; and 
then, too, I should be very thankful that the 
line didn’t break two weeks ago wheu you 
had no help. What happened next to trouble 
you ?” 
“ Well, next came breakfast. Ellen, I sup 
pose, felt cross and out of sorts, and she 
burnt the biscuit black, and dried the beef 
stake all up to chips, and the coSee looked 
like muddy w r ater.” 
“ And did your husband find fault ?” 
“ No, indeed, Lucy, he is too much like 
you ; he did cot say a word about it.” 
“ Then, my dear, if your husband can eat 
charcoal and chips, and drink muddy coffee 
without complaining, you ought to be a very 
happy woman. What next?” 
“ Why, after breakfast everything went 
short but eventful life. How’ cool and fresh is 
the air. How green looks the grass and fo 
liage. Nature live3 again. 
MISSION OF AMERICA. 
Wk cannot look ou the freedom of this 
countrv, in connection with its youth, without 
For Moore’s Karol New-Yorker. 
AUTUMN. 
BY H. Ii. 8PENCLE. 
Tint Summer pas es like a dream away, 
And sober Autumn comes :—subdued and still 
The brook glides through the mill —no more the lay 
Of singing birds is beard, and o’er the bill 
White c ends, like ships on ocean’s peaceful breast, 
Float dreamily. The shadows deeper grow, 
And round the gate whence sinks the stin to rest, 
What gorgeous colored clouds at sunset glow 1 
There is a beauty iu the dying year— 
A charm that cannot be in words expressed ; 
We list for someth ng that we may not hear— 
We watch,—for what our hearts do not attest. 
But ’tis like one who, oe’r a loved one dying, 
A i vainly seeks to catch a tone to tone replying. 
For the Kara! New-Yorker. 
MY CHILDHOOD’S HOME. 
A few more days like this iu the country, presen timente that here shall laws and insti- 
and I shall return again to the city to engage tutions exist on some scale of proportion to 
A CHARTER ON THE WORD “ OLD 
15Y MRS. SIGOURNEY. 
in my accustomed duties, a stronger and a bet- the majesty of nature. To men legislating 
ter man for this short communion with na- for the vast area between the two oceans, be- 
. g . A E twixt the snows and the tropics, somewhat 
UI ' __ ,, ,, ^_ ' of the gravity and grandeur of nature will in- 
„. TT T1 ,, „.,, fuse itself into the code. A heterogeneous 
A CHARTER ON HIE WORD OLD popu’ation crowding on all ships from all cor- 
- ners of the world to the great gates of North 
by mrs. sigo urnev. America, viz.: Boston, New York and New 
Old 1 Can you remember how you felt Orleans, and thence proceeding inward to the 
when that adjective was first coupled with fame and the mountains, and qmckly con¬ 
cur name? Perhaps your milliner; in fitting tnbutmg their private thought to the public 
a°new habit, chanced to remark, that was a °r™, <Jeir toll to the treasury and their 
“ becoming fashion oyorne L°Z %££$£ 
Hage Tgh/have added, it was remarbably raore catholic and cosmopolitan than 
in g, A OT1 j , that of any other. It seems so easy for Amer- 
easv for an 11 old 2 'entleman to get in and out . ,, \ 
c ~v ji au o t> , ca f 0 ia3 pire and express the most expansive 
m Meed I How officious and rude «*» ““ <g*j SZlSZJV 
I vm sitting now by an open window that more indignant at their stupidity. 
i T2.,4- trA.i man L 1VO KdAD mBrP (TtY 
riage, m gu ,. w«• — v that of otber . It geems so eaRy fcr A mer- 
easy for an o gen i g<. j ca to inspire and express the most expansive 
Old indeed! How officious and rude these and human spirit; new-born, free, healthful, 
U1U ’ , . i, Q „ 0 strong, the land of the laborer, of the demo- 
commoa peopie are P Y crat, of the philanthropist, of the believer of 
cmsuLea your mu , 1 1 the saint, she should speak for the human 
“ vvny, alter Dreaiuasi, everyimug «v«ui a d.v«u & -- -r— - ^ Loan mnwapni v Lplncrl r*®- America is the country of the Future. 
wrong. * I sent James for a pitcher of water, i 00 ks out upon a broad and beautiful landscape hv thp mrcurnstances From Washington, its capital -ity, proverbi- 
and he must fall down and break the pitcher.” cover ed with golden grain, grassy meadow and *1 “f_ Old Mr and Mrs set in opp? al, Y “ the cit Y of magnificent distances.” 
And did he cut himself! ” inquired Auat ^ ;Xe distance, form- Mi’s.,'lose“uKf f S .*“ s “ d “ 
L ^ 0 , no, not at ali; but it is too trying to «» back-gronnd.-the grandad hills, fb eir discoreU and beccmie familiar house ■*£ B^SESST ££K?pX“l 
have children tumbling down and doing such familiar to me as “ household words, holdup h» w or .. u °s distinguished hud softened l “‘ D onward and prospective look. And, 
awkward things.’ their royal heads crowned with the verdure of ekle “mg thus “ 3 Xtterin» c*QO hereia “ b fitted «• m .°T teadily every 
it T)..t t A.JJ nnn nonnW ha xr&vv ... _ f-.it. - Ac ikn KvoiUi nf FKa or>pnt<vl th., Oil l( IlC, . ’ 3 . . . ° e <Tf>rprnn<a foatiirA will fill thft wisdom nr t.bft fnn- 
“ But I should think you would be very SUQim er foliage. As the breath of the scented 
glad that he didn’t get hurt.” a!r ste a! s through the open casement, and the STSSUlim, with "the sentatioSo's- tune of man has yet to impress.-*. ir.i* 
. esep m ea , “ 0, 1 didn’t think of that, 1 was so angry j oyou , SO ngs of birds mingled with the music s j anj the name of Morui be forgotten clson - _ l _ 
---?to°ewa m wa?The P pte^: Ld“ n remm?ng“”to of the far-off winJd.arp Boats sweetly by, the Gad7°" ,7 “ y ' ARAB ODDITIES. 
LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE. mJ ro „ m , J found P my new mahogany work striking contrast between city and country hoWfte father^ Oail^ # g mddenly - 
- stand all covered with scratches. Alice and suggests itself to my mind, now cairn ana Q j cherished hopes and vanities.— Ax Anab, entering a house, removes his 
“Mary, Mary,” said a pale, care-worn j ollll bad been drawing what they called peaceful is every thing here ! How noisy and « Thebaby shall not be named after me,” said shoes, but not his hat. He mounts a horse on 
mother, “ do take those children out of the horges and carriages all over it. Now find a bo j s t erou3 is every thing there ! a y0UBff parent of his first born, “ for it will the right side, while his wife milks the cows 
room; they certainly will make me crazy ; I brig ht side for that, do,” said Mrs. Jones, with . heardsave the rattlbff be old /oAn and young John, while I am yet upon the left side. Writing a letter, he puts 
never see such noisy, mischievous children in an * ir of triamph . I here, naught can be beard^save tneratmng oe ^ ^ ^ ^ goa ^ nQt J i&n uearly all the compliments on the outside.- 
my life—never.” “ All in good time,” replied Aunt Lucy— wheels over the stony streets, tue cla s ’ it iu ; o b i s bea d to marry so early, said a lady With him, the point of the pm is its head, 
As Mrs. Jones said this she took little John < ; pi rs t me bow y0 u know they did it; swift feet upon the side-walk, the shouts ot & remarkably fine state of preservation; whilst its head is made its heel. His head 
by the arm, and in rather an _ unceremonious d;d any one gee them, or did they tell you of no i sy cabmen, the unearthly whistle of the lo- „ for n0Wj ± SU pp 0 se, it must be old madam must be wrapped up warm, even in the sum- 
manner “ pitched him,” as his brother Ben eacb other?” comotives, and other discordant sounds. Here and young madam.” The unmarried, whose mer, while his feet may well enough go naked 
said, into the middle of the grass plot, his „ 0| n0 , I asked them and they both ac- usten entranced to the soft recollections can bisect a century, are prone to in winter. Every article of merchandize, 
twin sisters following him in double quick kDOw]e dged they did it.” ^ wind qnr1 tbe in be annoyed at the disposition to pry into dates, which is liquid, he weighs, but measures 
time; after which Mrs. Jones, overcome with „ Did you ask them about it kindly and whisperings ot the pasang wind, and are sure that no well-bred person would wheat, barley, and a few other articles. He 
vexation and impatience, shut the door, and g en t] y ?” numerable sounds that mingle and blend in tne m ld ty of such absurd curiosity. reads aud writes from right to left. He eats 
sitting down in her rocking chair, had what « I rather think not; I was iu no gentle gmnd orchestra of creation. Look out with Yet to cover the tracks of time and put scarcely anything for breakfast, about as much 
she called a good cry. Boor woman, she was mood> j assure you.” me from this open window. As far as the eye family records out of the way are of little avail, for dinner, but after the work of the day is 
really very much to be pitied, not that her „ And yet they told you the truth Mary, h is oue vast table-land of grandeur There will be, there aud here, a memory stub- done, sits down to a hot meal swimming in 
outward circumstances were so very -trying, do you gee nothing to be thankful for in this? ^ bornly tenacious of chronological matters, and oil, or better yet, boiled butter. TIis sons eat 
—she had a kind husband and six healthy plow many children of their age would have and beauty. whoever labors to conceal his proper date will with him, but the females of his house wait 
children, who, although active and noisy, were gaid yes ? j s n ot truth in a child worth Here and there nestling in a “ waving dream ugua ]i y fi nd some Argus to watch over and re- till his lordship is done. He rides his donkey 
Possibly you have been moved magnan- 
generous feature which the wisdom or the for¬ 
tune of man has yet to impress.—IL W. Em- 
LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE. 
ARAD ODDITIES, 
An Araib. entering a house, removes his 
mother 
really no more so than others, of .the same more ^ bau n ice furniture? Give the little 0 f leaves,” and almost hidden in the green vea i it. 
temperament ; but she had a quick, impatient oueg paper and pencils, and teach them to folia ou can gee lbe little white cottage But,’after all, 
*<■»£ o/tbe fa,, nCT ; and a paragon of beaut, this little Saxon 
and all those little every day cares and vexa- lor with tbeir pictures.” boase 01 ; De Iai ‘ nei a “ u “ 
tions which arise, and which are sent to teach u y y eP j jUCy you geem determined to car- ant ^ loveliness it is indeed. ow 
■ns patience, only seemed to make her more ’ Vit hear one thmg more. As grain bows in ocean like waves, as 
_j-anrl fflfwimr, S he saw everv- ■> ’ , ,, _ _B,n lnow 
n reacn is one vast xauie-iauu ui Riauucui inere wm tucic uuu uac, » ,, TT . u , 
A hnmitv bornly tenacious of chronological matters, aud Oil, or better yet, boiled butter. . ILs sons eat 
d Deauiy< . , whoever labors to conceal his proper date will with him, but the females of Ins house wait 
Here and there nestling in a “ waving dream ugua]ly find some Argus to watch over and re- till his lordship is done. lie rides his donkey 
leaves,” and almost hidden in the green vea i it. ' when traveling, his wife walking behind. He 
iaea, you can see the little white cottage But, after all, what is there so frightful in laughs, at the idea of walking in the street 
uv/use ofthe farmer • and a paragon of beauty this little Saxon word “ old ?” This collection with his wife, or of ever vaca.ing his seat for 
uv/use 01 me laimoi , miu a ya, s j », l ttprRwbT do +h e vthrill the a woman. He knows no use fo: chairs, ta- 
and loveliness it is indeed. How the yellow of . gQ m fair ; voineu and brave men blea, knives, forks, or even spoons, unless they 
grain bows in ocean like waves, as the wind terror and avei . g i on ? are wooden ones. Bedsteads, bureaus, and 
’eeps gently over it and the leaves turn up Ts f , vfirv t.},inc- that is old deteriorated?— fire-p’aces, may be placed in the same catego¬ 
ry. If he be an artizan, he does his work sit¬ 
ting, perhaps using his feet to hold what his 
hair was fast turning grey, although she was ^ ake this appear as we ll as the rest of my scene is full of happy interest. How many icine) it was the dd and not the new.— drunk—too seldom speaks the truth—is defi- 
only in her thirtieth year. mishaps, I will give up and believe that I am, hallowed associations of childhood, how many Ask the epicure to partake of new cheese, eient in affection for his kindred—has little 
Very different was “ Aunt Lncy, ns the ^ a Ter , happy woman.” de r and prco i 0 as recollections throng and Saith he not, “No, the old is better.” — curiosity and no imitation—no wish to lm- 
ehildren called her who tapped at the door * that ^ naj| was tbere How manT T0 „ t hful Hoes any one question the correctness of his ^ 
self with the comforts of life. 
BE GENTLE AT HOME. 
tte ^ “SyouTnow that the nail was there!” upon my mindl How many youthfol Canyon; question the correctness of his 
JUI Aunt Lucy, with her round, rosy face and said Aunt Imcy m ^Tsietjan.ier.^^ ^ does it recall,-dreams too that were ^UfeT Bf«stags°on hi.”smite, -' 
/S^hr^KyLS^S JouMhaveheptawayffomit.orhareUhen H ° M \ 
was quite often, not on y er mout , u “ ^r « Was it vour morning dress, or your new fully realized. And I bethink me now of is no winter in his heart. He wis brought up 1 hers are few families, we imagine, any- 
eyes, forehead, cheeks, and in short her whole ? „ ^ J realization would have been my when friendship was more than a name. w ire, in which love is not abused as furnishing 
face broke out into one hearty gleam of sun- • . 0 i d ca Uco_but then you . , , ,. •, , , , ‘ « The vine produces more grapes wheu it is a license for impoliteness. A husband, father, 
shine. Everything that came in contact with 0. “Vj ruin, and hopes realized beyond my most san- W, “ but better grapes for brother, will speak harsh words to those whom 
her seemed, in some measure, to imbibe her (( b ut how much worse it would have guine expectations. All these come back to w j ne wben it is old, because its juices are more he loves best, and those who love him the be 3 t, 
cheerful spirit. The neat, little cap w.mcti > had worn your new dress when me now from the buried past clothed in mimic perfectly concocted.” Very true.no doubt, simply because the security of love and family 
shaded her soft, brown hair, fitted so nicely ^ tbe nail . y ou can take it out freshness of youth and beauty, and I am a boy A wise man was my Lord Bacon. Every- pride keeps him from getting his head broken, 
that it seemed. to Lave growm there and had y F ^ yourself by thinking that a g ain roatni ng through these fields and over thing is not worse for being old. It is a shame that a man will speak more im- 
;„ h X y otr“wIK n o?a?y SfpeT the Id <,.100 halved yonr t L hi,,3, Io^ s with childish g,eo sod -~~- 
son’s head ; and the straw bonnet, particular- “ Y ell, Lucy, 1 should be very giaa it i boyish bo i s terousness, till sister Mollie says n 1 b 11 h l ow and vicious one. It is thus that the holi- 
ly the one she wore every day, had grown so could take things as yon o, u am m v ; n « j ) 0 bro ther be still a minute.” est affections of man’s nature prove to be a 
much like her, that her little neice was actual- and nervous. You are stronger than Y both ^ ’ country dearly as Ion- • 1IlGHER ! a word of noble meaning the weake rotection to woman in the family cir- 
lv qpsn kis 3 ing it one day when sent to put it in body and mind,—that must be the reason 0 , I shall love the countiy deal y as 0 inspiration of all great deeds—the sympathetic * h restraints of society and that a 
Iway in the closet. ‘ of the great difference between us.' as memory lasts ; for there is the dear old chain that leads link by link the impassioned n is indebted f or the kindest po- 
No wonder that the dear little bonnet look- « No, dear,” said Aunt Lucy, “that is not home with all its blessed memories that time soul to its zenith ot glory, and still hold,, its Uteuegg of ]ifc y to those not belonging to her 
ed lovely, for it had long rested on a head the cause, but the effect of my happiness. I wi jj make only the more enduring. ‘Twas mysterious object standing aud glittering owa bouse hold. Things ought not so to be. 
filled with kind thoughts and pleasant fancies, have learned in little as well as in great things pl a ee, with a beloved mother’s “ God am0; ?S the sars ‘ . . f , The man who, because it will not be resented, 
which proceeded from a warm and loving to cast my cares on Him who careth for us ^ d ^ . Higher! lisp the infant tha clasps its pa- in(]ict8 bis s]een and bad temper upon those 
1 Tj P h as promised that as our day is so shall bless you, a tatfier s counsels, ana a sister s rent , g kneeS) and make3 lts f eeb i e essay to rise R. , A t • ,, 1 coward and a 
h The tiny roses in her dark calico dress, 0 ur strength be. He says that all things love, that I went out into the “ wide, wide from the floor—it is the first inspiration of meaQ man . kind words are the circu- 
were all bright and cheerful, and even her shall work together for good to them that love world,” to do and die in the stern conflict of childhood—to burst the narrow confines ot medium b3twe en true gentlemen and 
shoes, which were never known to creak, had God, and if all things, then of course little k f e _ The future now is as full of interest to the cradle, in which its sweet moments have | rue fadies at home,and no polish exhibited in 
a contented, easy look which seemed to say, things a 3 well as great. How soon do you when, in years gone by, I sat upon the been passed forever. , ,, , ,. society can atone for the harsh language aud 
“ We are not tire! at all, Aunt Lacy; we sup p 0 „ e e a diamond would be potaled and » “ , 4 ^ of l ondcr t « 01ld Higher langte the ^proud aehoolboy at his diBres J eclfu| treatmeDt too often indulged in 
consider ourselres a very happy pair in being for use if taken in its rough state and robbed gross neam toe suaa J 8WIDg . or „ he climbs the tallest tree of the £ t bouad t tLer b God , s 0 „„ 
allowed to carry you round on your errands 0 uly with soft silk, and how could a life of dreamed (with my eyes wide open) of wealth forest and that he may look, down on his less ^ of bloodj and the ^ more sacitd bands 
of love and kindness.’’ ease and indulgence teach us to forget our- and greatness, with this grand difference now : adventurous companions with a flush.of exul- of con j U g al love . 
On such au errand had she now come; she selves and find our happiness in promoting «« L y e i s real, life is earnest !” Then ’twas tation, and abroad over the helds ot his native___ 
knew that her brother was from home, and that of others. . but a dreamy ideal which fancy decked with vill fg e - IIe never 8aw 80 extended a pr0S ' Credit is one of the best things man has 
thought she would just step in and sit with “ Be assured, Mary, our kind Jather m ^ Qns lendor . Wealth and greatness „ tl _ brea t hea the student of devised, and about the worst abused. Thous- 
SS« M 2 fSS.« STM %$£ W become almos t empty names, and life one great pRS^ybe lias a best of rivals ands live on e^it ^to an 
grapes had just been gathered in, she brought we make good use of them, our souls willl be problem which four score jears and ten will to be^Jwlto pas^ Lrd S of coin-a 
over a basket full of the very best. purified and polished and prepared to shine hardly 80 i ve . oil in his lamp bonsd mlmthe finj bght g wQrd P not wortb ita face> n0 matter 
« rinmo *» Hflid Mrs. Jones, in answer to fnrpvpr in the crown of Him who was made ^ , T _:u mill, +t,; D Tlmwi nil and knowledge in the lamps ot neaven, ana fa — XT Lom> fo. 
would not for the w 6 r‘id be on any other per- the ow canco nas savcu yuui- «««»- these hills, shouting with childish glee and 
son’s head; and the straw bonnet, particular- “Well, Lucy, I should be very glad it 1 boy j gb bo isterousness, till sister Mollie says 
ly the one she wore every day, had grown so could take things as yon do, but I^am weak , « I)o brotber be still a minute.” 
innnL like her that her little neice was actual- and nervous. Y ou are stronger than I, both , 
r^n kS it om day wben sect to put it in body and mind,-that must be the reusou 0, I shall love the country d 
ly seen b J f difference lietween us. oa lnnmnrv lasts: for there 13 
but he must eclipse them all. The midnight such thing. None but an honest man ought 
oil iu hie lamp burns dim, but be finds light to te able to pass b,s word instead o c 
« go awav.” give his Me a ransom ior many. in me wwt, b -r abi uigun . -- ardons adventure “ Earn before vou spend,” 
Why 7 Mary, dear, what is the matter ! ” ranee Union. the storm,” and now, aa the mighty ram comes ^““hftataiin“ wlft 'to should be the general role, the credit should 
said Auit Lucy in a pleasant voice | “I am----- down, “ a the „,“ U wi^ wUh eiommee and ring- be extended mainly to those who use it to fit 
afraid you have got the blue3 this bright T Need of Sympathy.— No class or < lXhe p00 iB no longer glimmer, and tbe silvery streams Ins oracles D g 1 8 themselves with the means and implements of 
morning.” condition is exempted from sufferings and Dar ken to veins of lead.” mg hke true steel m tfie cause oi ireeaom ana ugeful p roductive labor ._//. Greeley. 
“ 0, no, indeed, Lucy! my troubles are a None, in this world, are too high to „„„ WvM trnmb leand ouake. and the 
“ L),.no, inde^l, Lucy! my troubles are a woeg . ^ onej i u this world, are too high to jj qw tbe i^ve^ tremble and quake, and the [’f ks ’silver and when the world-wide renown 
real ; it is true that they are wdiat people call be beyond tbe nee d, at some tune, of the g lieg do ^ n f or very fear. “0 who,” says [g his • when the maiden gathering flowers by Name of the Deity.— It is singular that 
bright sid^ that is iour motto, eieve, f r i end or umghbor who has tasted the bitter- 8 pi ri t reigns supreme ; for all animal creation , - i, eart tkie f ond wish 0 f the past ? German, Gott; Scaudaviman, Odin ; Swe- 
bU J tioh a dSnerate case L that” ne . 8 . 3 of lo3ing ? beloved child, an endeared has fled for shelter from the great drops of fal- Jli(rher) et! he has reached the apex of dish.Codd ; Hebrew, A.dou ; Syrian, Adad; 
‘A Anutlucv “I don’t see but we shall wFe ’ 0T e a * 0 ™SP areu • , , Y ling rain, and the ever thirsty earth alone earthly honor, yet his spirit burns as warm as Persian, Syra ; Tartarian, ; Spanish, 
iz S fw-T? — ^ «- ^ SJ ZS$ Add.’; 
side of me, and while I help you about your bfej that has been blighted and its joys turned the clouds. . . h^’h heaven leaving its tenement to mouf Zain ; Peruvian, Lian ; YVallachian, Zene; 
W *rr hallte “ ey ° U ’ 6 to mourning? Now the wind and ram are over; he grass Etrur’ian, Chur’; Tyrrhenian, Eher; Irish, 
will talk them over. --—- - lifts up its tiny blade and the leaves stand still th f never . en ding glory to be reached Dieh ; Crotian, Doga ; Magyanan, Oese ; 
dav we^ad^yesterday • Ellen did the washing, The Living and tiie Dead.— Were we for joy. The little stream that flowed leisure- oaly ia the presence of the Most High ! Arabian, Alla ; Dalmatian, Itogt. 
< , tL oif oe loniorf in flip Hvini? as we are to flifi hill side has suddenly ' 
dav we had yesterday ; Ellen did the washing, The Living and the Dead.— Were we for joy. The little stream that flowed leisure- Quly . Q the preeence of the Most High ! 
and towards evening I noticed that the clothes only half as lenient to the living as we are to ly and silently down the hill side has suddenly -— — —-— . f l belomr- 
were all dry, but I suppose Ellen left them the dead, how much of happiness might we found yoice) and thunders along above the Thb diminutive chain of habit is scarcely . A generous mind does not feel as oe o g 
out to whiten, or forgot them perhaps, and render them ; and from how much vain and nder j pe bbles, and leaps over its narrow heavy enough to be felt until it is too strong ing to itself alone, but to the w o 
“ eloXrerttem! ° backs ia froth and foam, emblematic of its to bs broken. 
