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MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YO RKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
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THE APPROACH OF CHRISTMAS. 
BY JOHN GAY. 
When rosemary, and bays, the poets’ crown, 
Are bawl’d in frequent cries through all the town; 
Then judge the festival of Christmas near,— 
Christmas, the joyous period of the year. 
Now, lieaven-born Charily 1 thy blessings shed, 
Bid meagre Want uprear her sickly head; 
See, see! the heaven-born maid her blessings shed; 
Lo 1 meager Want uprears her sickly head; 
Clothed are the naked, and the needy glad, 
While selfish Avarice alone is sad. 
SUMMER TOIL, AND WINTER CHEER. 
Now after all our slaving, toiling, 
In harvest or hot weather broiling, 
The Bcorcliing weather’s gone and past. 
And shivering winter’s come at last. 
Good fires will now do very well, 
For Christmas cheer begins to smell. 
Those that in summer labored hard, 
Are for a Christmas storm prepared; 
And fiom their store are able now 
To feast themselves and neighbors too, 
With pork and mutton, veal and beef— 
Of country feasting, these are chief; 
But those tlmt yet would farther go, 
May have a hollow bit or so, 
• Pig, capon, turkey, goose and coney. 
Whatever may be had for money; 
Such plenteous living’s their enjoyment, 
Who truly follow their employment. 
While slothful, lurking, idle drones 
Do scarce deserve to pick the bones. 
[Poor Robin's Almanack. 
DEMIE AND HIS FATHER; 
OR, THE DOUBLE PLEDGE 
On the shores of the beautiful Horicon, now 
known as Lake George, in the eastern part of 
New York, there lived a few years ago, a 
clergyman. Ilis happy family of five daugh¬ 
ters, and a darling son, a boy of more than 
ordinary promise, were growing up under the 
influence and instructions of parents such as 
few children could boast. Happy among 
themselves, with their home amidst the most 
beautiful scenery in nature, life seemed to them 
a bright and glad reality. But occasionally, a 
shade of anxiety might have been detected 
on the unusually calm brows of both father 
and mother. 
The time at which my‘ story commences, 
was before the days of Temperance. It was 
when every family kept a supply of ardent 
spirits constantly on hand; and children were 
accustomed to the dangerous beverage daily. 
So it was in this family. The little “ Bennie,” 
accustomed every morning to his glass of bit¬ 
ters, and to a treat every time a friend called 
upon the family during the day, soon began to 
show a decided fondness for the intoxicating 
drink, and sought for more frequent occasions 
to gratify his taste. His parents saw his 
growing appetite with alarm, and often ad¬ 
monished him, but with little effect; his appe¬ 
tite increased, and more than once they had 
the mortification of seeing their promising 
boy in a state of evident intoxication. Vari¬ 
ous were the remedies they tried, but with lit¬ 
tle good; and they could only hope that time, 
and his own good sense, would at length ena¬ 
ble him to control the habit that threatened 
to ruin him. But an event occurred which 
blasted every hope, and they saw nothing be¬ 
fore their child but a drunkard’s life and a 
drunkard’s grave. 
One morning the little Bennie came running 
in with the eager inquiry:—“Mother, Mr. 
Smith is going to have a raising this afternoon, 
and Jame&has invited me. May I go?” 
“My son, if your father thinks it best, you 
may go,” his mother replied. 
His father’s consent was readily obtained; 
and after dinner he started off full of happy 
anticipations. Arrived at the place, his at¬ 
tention was occupied for a time in the erec¬ 
tion of the building; too soon, however, he 
discovered a keg on the premises which his 
ready genius quickly told him contained his 
favorite beverage. Without a moment’s hesi¬ 
tation he asked for a drink, it was given him; 
he asked for another, and then another, and 
before the afternoon was half gone, “ Bennie ” 
was dead drunk; and the workmen had laid 
him on a board under a tree. 
About four o’clock his father called to ac¬ 
company him home; not seeing him about, he 
eagerly inquired for his child—they pointed 
him to the place where he lay. With a heart 
full of sorrow he carried him home to his 
mother and sisters. Together his parents 
watched by his bed during the tedious night 
that followed, not knowing but the dreadful 
stupor would result in his death; but fully re¬ 
solved if he lived not to leave untried any ef¬ 
fort that might promise to save him. 
It was not until the evening of the second 
day that he was restored to perfect conscious¬ 
ness. His parents thought it best not to speak 
to him of the cause of his illness for some 
days, hoping his own reflections would do him 
mueh more gpod; but in this they were disap¬ 
pointed—he did not exhibit the first symptom 
of remorse or consciousness that he had done 
wrong. 
About a week after the event just related, 
his father invited him one pleasant morning to 
take a walk. Their road lay along the shore 
of the lake, and was lined with stately trees 
on either side. For a time they walked on in 
silence. 
“ Bennie,” said he, “ do yon know what it 
was made you sick the other day?” 
“Why, 1 suppose I drank too much rum,” 
he artlessly replied. 
“ Well, my son, do you know that I think 
you are in danger of becoming a drunkard?” 
“ Why, father, I know you tell me so, but I 
am not afraid of it. You drink rum every 
day, and you are not a drunkard; and when I 
iret old enough to know how much it will do 
or me to drink, then I can keep from being 
diunk too.” 
They both seated themselves on a rock near 
the shore, and most faithfully did his father 
speak of the evils of intemperance; then tak¬ 
ing a small gold watch from his pocket, which 
Bennie had long desired to call his own, he 
said “ Bennie, if you will never drink any more 
rum, I will give you this gold watch. Will 
you do it!” 
Rising from his seat, and looking his father 
full in the face, he replied, “if it is wrong for 
me to drink rum, “ I scorn to be hired not to 
drink it. But I will tell you, sir, what I will 
do. If it is wrong for me to drink,it is wrong 
for you, and if you will stop drinking, I will.” 
Had a flash of lightning burst from the 
cloudless sky above them, his father would not 
have been more startled. Ilow could he 
preach or perform the laborious duties of a 
pastor without his daily glass of bitters? How 
could he get up in a cold winter’s night, and 
go to pray by the bedside of some dying pa¬ 
rishioner, without a glass of something to pre¬ 
vent his taking cold? How could he attend 
the various ecclesiastical meetings of the 
Church without something to help him bear 
the fatigues of the journey?” The sacrifice 
was indeed great, but the welfare of his child 
demanded it. And summoning all his resolu¬ 
tion, with a faltering voice, he replied—“ I 
will do it, my son.” And thus they pledged 
themselves to Total Abstinence. 
The lake, the trees, and the pure blue sky, 
were their only witnesses, save only that Holy 
Being who is everywhere. As they retraced 
their steps, his father taking the little watch 
from his pocket, gave it to Bennie, and said, 
“My son, you have long wished that I should 
give you this watch. It is yours as long as 
you keep your promise. Should that ever be 
broken, I shall expect you to return it to me; 
till then, let it be a token to you of this prom¬ 
ise we have now made. 
Years have passed; and the same little 
“Bennie” is now a distinguished clergyman in 
one of our most populous Western cities.— 
Four bright little boys call him father. The 
same little gold watch decorates his parlor 
wall, and often does he point to it and tell of 
his danger and his escape from the whirlpool 
of Intemperance. 
AN HOUR AT THE ASSAY OFFICE. 
THE CONTINENTAL BUTTONS. 
When the American army was encamped at 
Yalley Forge, a British officer, who was quar¬ 
tered upon the family of a gentleman in Phil 
adelphia, had occasion to visit the camp, with 
a meesage under a flag of truce. 
The lady of the house determined to ac 
company him, for the purpose of taking a suit 
of regimentals to her husband, who had been 
for some time with the Continental army; and. 
as it was necessary to conceal her design to the 
officer, the matter was accomplished by artifice. 
Having taken the stuffing out of the cush¬ 
ions of the gig, the regimentals were inserted 
in its place, and things went on smoothly, until 
the roughness of the road suggested to the 
gentleman that hisseatwas none of the softest. 
In vain were two unoffending noat-tails con¬ 
demned to eternal punishment, and rudely 
jerked from beneath their owner, who believed 
that they were the culprits, and in vain were 
his pockets searched, in hopes that the removal 
of a stray key or pen-knife would alleviate his 
misery. 
Perceiving the trouble, and knowing the 
danger of discovery, the lady taxed her powers 
of conversation to the utmost, in hopes of di¬ 
verting his attention from so pressing a subject; 
but the gig would bump on, and the Continen¬ 
tal buttons obstinately insisted on avenging 
their country’s wrongs upon the person of the 
enemy, doubtless “whispering in their sleeves,” 
“See his posture is not right, 
An 1 he is not settled quite; 
Look now at his odd grimaces— 
Saw you e’er such comic faces?” 
while he, poor fellow, inwardly cursed the prim¬ 
itiveness of Yankee cushions, and sighed for 
his luxurious quarters. 
Weary miles were traveled, the captain stiil 
suffering the penalty of his loyalty, when sud¬ 
denly the truth flashed across his mind, and 
memory recalled certain mysterious conversa¬ 
tions he had overheard in the house, about 
broad-cloth and embroidery. r J he secret was 
then discovered, but his troubles were not yet 
over, for he now found himself in the horns of 
a dilemma as uncomfortable as the cominental 
buttons, and he rode on perplexed between 
his duty to his King, and his obligations to the 
lady. 
Too much of a gentleman to belray her, and 
yet too loyal an officer willing to carry aid and 
comfort to the rebels, he hesitated long as to 
the course he should pursue, but his gallantry 
at length got the better of him, and bravely 
submitting to the stern infliction, he concluded 
not to verify his suspicions by ocular demon¬ 
stration. 
A significant smile and gesture alone in¬ 
formed his companion that the artifice was dis¬ 
covered, and the rebel garments were suffered 
to reach their destination unmolested. 
Posterity may settle the question as to 
whether the energy or ingenuity of the young 
wife deserves the more praise, and whether the 
duty of the officer should have superceded that 
of the gentleman; bnt one thing is certain, the 
rebel gentleman received a uniform which he 
sadly needed; and the memory of the lady is 
more fondly cherished by her descendants, 
whenever they think of the “ Continental But¬ 
tons.” 
The annexed section concludes the interest¬ 
ing account of a visit to the New York Assay 
Office, recently published in the JYcw York 
Evening Post, and partly given heretofore to 
the readers of the Rural. 
The Melter and Refiner takes ns to his 
treasury vault, and the workman draw their 
small wagon loads of gold and silver into the 
melting room. The melting is now to be at¬ 
tended to. One hundred pounds of silver to 
fifty t of gold is placed in each crucible, the rule 
being two of the former to one of the latter 
After an hour and a quarter the two are ren¬ 
dered fluid, and the man at the furnace, with 
his long-handled ladle, dips out the mixed 
metal, and swinging round the edge of a large 
copper vessel, pours it into the coid water con¬ 
tained in it. This rotary motion has the effect 
of preventing the solidification in a mass of 
the metal, causing it to harden and sink to the 
bottom in the form of flakes or grains. _ 
Hence it is called the process of granulation, 
aud the mixed metal from the excess of silver 
in its composition is called grannulaled sil 
ver. It is certainly beautifully white, looking 
like the oxydized silver that we see among 
the ornaments cf a jeweller’s window, as indeed 
it is the same thing. Not only has it been 
melted itself, but it has facilitated the melting 
of the other alloys of the gold, and after draw¬ 
ing them out and mingling with them, has 
completely incrusted the pure yellow metal 
that is coucealed in it 
If, now, we can only get rid of this incrusta¬ 
tion of silver, we shall have the genuine, una¬ 
dulterated gold, that will need but little more 
than pressing into bars or coining to answer 
the purposes of commerce, which is never sorry 
to witness an accession to its already enor¬ 
mous family of “yellow boys.” To ascertain 
how this is accomplished, we must go up two 
flights of stairs higher, into the Parting Room, 
where the granulated silver is carried. Here 
we find four rows of eight porcelain pots, each 
with a capacity of from twenty to twenty-four 
gallons. They are placed in troughs of boil¬ 
ing salt water, aud into each is turned a charge 
of one hundred und fifty pounds of the granu¬ 
lated or mixed metal, over which is poured as 
many pounds of nitric acid. This acid, uniting 
with the silver, forms a solution which is call¬ 
ed nitrate of silver, and the effect of such an 
alliance is to separate aud sink the pure gold 
to the bottom of the jar. The nitrate of sil¬ 
ver is then drawn with a gold syphon—gold 
being the only metal which can withstand its 
action—and another charge of nitric acid is 
applied to complete the work. After the sec¬ 
ond charge has been in the same manner re¬ 
moved, we see at the bottom of the pot an un¬ 
promising sediment remaining, as black as Jer¬ 
sey mud. But the spectator must not be dis¬ 
couraged. Like a singed cat, the sediment is 
better than it looks—in short, it is pure yellow 
gold, as will be shown by washing it a few 
times in warm w’ater, so as to free it from the 
acid that still clings to its exterior. It now 
appeal’s thoroughly pulverized, and fairly en¬ 
titled lo the name of gold dust. 
The next operation is to solidify it by sub¬ 
jecting it to a pressure of two hundred tons 
from a hydrostatic press, when it comes out 
in the form of cheeses about a foot in diame¬ 
ter, with a thickness of three inches. Then 
put on a furnace heated red hot so as to ex 
pel the last drop of water from it, and again 
melt it in a cruble, from which it must ubo 
again be moulded into bars of fine gold vary 
ing, according to their size and fineness, from 
$6,000 to $800 in value. These are once 
more assayed at the hands of the Assayer, by 
the process before explained, stamped to indi¬ 
cate their number, fineness and weight, and 
committed to the vault of the Treasurer, there 
to aw’ait his disposal. It is only such bars 
that are received at the banks, who are un¬ 
willing to accept those which have been assay¬ 
ed without the authority of the government. 
Their conversion into money must be done at 
the Mint in Philadelphia. 
Our merchants also, for several reasons, pre¬ 
fer the gold bars to coin in making their for¬ 
eign payments. In the first place, they are 
cheaper, as they are compelled to pay fifty 
cents on a hundred dollars for money, while 
the charge for bullion of the same value in 
bars is but six cents. They ate, moreover, 
obviously more acceptable to merchants abroad 
than our national coin, except in those coun¬ 
tries where coin is wanted to supply emigrants 
bound for our shores. 
The fineness of the bars manufactured at 
A CONTRAST. 
Ten years ago we knew two young men who 
were familiarly acquainted with each other, 
and associates. They lived in the same place’ 
and their earnings were nearly alike, about 
$400 per annum. Outside acquaintances could 
have detected no evident differences in their 
expenses. One, however, being what the 
world dubs a clever fellow, he got into the 
habit of spending his leisure hours at a tavern, 
lie sauntered into a saloon now and then, was 
ready for an occasional excursion, or a shooting 
match, or a ride. He smoked habitually, 
drank a little, and now and then bet a trifle.— 
His Kbits wire not bad, and his character in 
the main unimpeached, though, somehow or 
other, his income, except at a slow rate, did 
not increase. YY r e saw him a few weeks since, 
and he had not a red cent, except what he had 
on his back, with a small family to support. 
The other pursued a different course.— 
Though his temperament was the most likely 
to tempt him into habits of idleness he work¬ 
ed steadily along, dropped into no habits, 
though liberal enough when a rational neces¬ 
sity occurred for the exercise of his generosity. 
He loitered nowhere, felt no necessity of idling 
at the hotels and saloons. Somehow or other, 
on the principle that birds of a feather flock- 
together, he soon had quite a different set of 
associates from the other. Last week we hap¬ 
pened to meet him, and his inquiries were di¬ 
rected to obtaining a man to employ in a re¬ 
sponsible place as subordinate to himself._ 
YVe recalled his old friend arecommended 
him. Chance made us acquainted with his 
worldly luck, as the superficial would term it, 
and we found that he had accumulated on his 
former and now largely increased salary, some 
$5,000, besides supporting a family. On our 
expressing gratification at the result, he desir¬ 
ed to know if we remembered a conversation 
which we had with him a few years before.— 
YVe did not. 
“ Well,” said he, “ as I was riding with you 
on such an occasion, I ,expressed dissatisfaction 
with my income an<T pursuit. You showed 
me that by saving only $150 per annum, and 
the annual interest, I should be quite a wealthy 
man at the age of fifty, and you estimated it 
by approximation. It sank deeply in my mind 
and I not only saved that sum, but have, at an 
increased salary, saved very much more, and 
to that conversation I owe much of my success 
I always intended to remind you of it,’ if an oi> 
portunitv occurred.” 1 
These two men are now in the same employ¬ 
ment, one as principal and the other as a sub¬ 
ordinate; one with double the salary of the 
other; one with a snug property and home, 
and the other with none. We yesterday met 
the latter, and related to him the whole inter¬ 
view with his friend. “ I will commence to¬ 
morrow,” said he, “ at all hazards, and save 
25 per cent, on my income.” 
1 f he does so, as he is yet a young man, he 
will yet be a successful and an honored one._ 
J'uledo Blade. 
ILLUSTRATED REBUS, NO, §]. 
Answer next week. 
( Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker.] 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 18 letters. 
My 8, 1, 4, 16, 11, 3 is tranquil. 
My 13, 7, 5, 10, 6 is very small in size. 
My 14, 4, 12, 8, 9, 2 is a supplication. 
My 7, 4, 9, 17, 6 is a kind of ridicule. 
My 15, 14, 5, 5, 3, 4, 6 is clothing. 
My 8, 14, 2, 16, 6 is of every-day uso. 
My 15, 9, 4, 6 denotes a robber. 
My whole should be impressed on the minds 
of all. h. 
Root, N. Y., 1864. 
Answer next week. 
Moral of the Baby Show. —We, at our 
cattle shows, give prizes to the man who pro¬ 
duces the best food for the people’s eating.— 
The Americans give prizes for the mouths best 
adapted to eat the food which is so bountifully 
prepared for them on their vast continent..— 
The two nations typify their differences in this 
manner. Our great desire is to find ample 
food for our population. The Americans are 
only desirous of a large population to consume 
their food.— London Times. 
the Assay Office, as shown by its operations 
on the last deposit of California gold, was 995 
thousandths, a success not hitherto equalled 
by any other similar establishment. When 
first deposited with the Assayer, it ranges, on 
an average, from 860 to 885 thousandths of 
pure ntetal. According to the requirements 
of Congress, our national coin must contain 
ten per cent, of alloy— i. e., one hundred parts 
out of every thousand. Fine bars, by the 
same rule, are required to consist of 889 
thousandths of pure gold, with a permission 
to refine as much further as may be found 
possible. 
But to complete our account, we should 
give a report of the fate of the silver, drawn 
off in a solution with nitric acid from the por¬ 
celain pots which we have mentioned. All we 
have to say is, that it is emptied into an eno,- 
inous vat., capable of swimming a tolerably 
sized young elephant, and nearly filled with a 
solution of common salt. The silver is thus 
precipitated, that is, sunk in a solid fonn to 
the bottom, becoming what is called chloride 
of silver. It is then freed from the acids ad¬ 
hering to it, in the same manner as we have 
mentioned in the case of gold; reduced to 
metallic powder, by an immersion in vats con¬ 
taining sulphuric acid and zinc, washed, press¬ 
ed, dried and cheesed in precisely the same 
way as gold, and is thus ready to be re-melted 
and re-employed for the purification of the 
more precious metal. 
Wuch is a brief account of the processes used 
by the new Assay Office in performing the du¬ 
ties assigued by the government to it. 
anfo Jraurr. 
’I he Postmaster at Charleston, upon leaving 
office adopts the following complimentary ad¬ 
dress to the President: 
I have mail’d my last letter, my duties are o’er, 
I’re been turn'd out of office—am P. 11. no more. 
The why and the wherefore you need not inquire; 
I voted for Scott—Pierce bids me retire. 
“ No enemies to punish—no friends to reward,” 
From the lips of the General not long since we heard; 
Yet others with me who have shar’d in the route, 
Uaa tell by experience how well ho “ turns outl” 
A Fair Retort. —A correspondent of the 
Home Journal, in a notice of a wedding he 
had recently attended, gives an amusing ac¬ 
count of the discomfiture of a beau, in an 
attempt to get the upper hand of a young 
girl, whom, from her modest, downcast eyes 
and unpresuming demeanor, he doubtless 
thought a fair butt for his shafts of wit, 
“ Bo you know what I was thinking of all 
the time during the ceremony ? ” asked he. 
“No. sir—what ? ” 
“ YV’hy, 1 was blessing my stars that I was 
not the bridegroom.” 
“ And I suppose the bride was doing the 
same thing,” rejoined his fair antagonist. 
Things we should Like to Know. —Wheth¬ 
er the person who stood upon ceremony has 
found any falling off lately? When the man 
who stopped up all night is likely to take the 
plug out? If the invalid who was given over 
iias'been handed back again? When the phi¬ 
lanthropist who got up a petition is likely to 
come down? YVhat discount is given for cash 
by the party who made an allowance for anotli 
er’s feelings?— Diogenes. 
Answer to Illustrated Rebus No. 49. — Har¬ 
per, Putnam and Knickerbocker—the three well 
known Periodicals. 
A nswer to Miscellaneous Enigma in No. 50.— 
Secure a copy of the Rural New- Yorker for noxj 
year. 
.Answer to Charade in No. 50; 
Both sun and moon a shadow make, 
t 'Which does of neither nature lake, 
For darkest 'tis the nearer light 
And moon-made shadows oft Hffright; 
But shadow might bo thought begun 
When yet was iicither moon nor suu. 
Akin to chaos—newly bom 
’Tis biggest—at mid-day ’tis shorn ; 
Longest at evening, as in the mom 
All length it reaches—seldom still; 
And though a point on mountain tops, 
Into the deepest valleys dropR, 
And spreads the cui tain of the hills, 
The silent shadow midst the roar 
Of cannon dies from shore to shore, 
Follows the smoke it* pall to spread 
Over the dying and the dead; 
Before, behind, it takes its part, 
Shows every head but not one heart, 
No substance having, falsely view'd 
With loss of substance oft pursued, 
Yet never grasped—so small, the shell 
Of hazel-nut might hold it well; 
So large, by mightiest hand ’tis hurl’d 
Beyond the confines of the world. 
TRUNKS AND VALISES. 
Thk subscriber would inform the citizens 
of Rochester and the public generally, that 
he is manufacturing extensively, a very su- 
U perior article of sole leather and steel spring 
Trunks, which he will guarantee to be equal to anything 
made in the United States. 
You may see at PRITCHARD'S Trunk Depot and Sales 
Room, 78 Stato street, 1600 Trunks aud Valises, and ho is 
now adding to this large stock from 125 to 150 per week— 
among which you may find Trunks varying from one dol¬ 
lar to fifty. If you should want anything in his line, give 
him a call, for his motto is, “ Large saleB and small profits.” 
A. R. PRITCHARD, No. 78 State St. 
Rochester, N. Y., Aug., 1854. 240-tf 
It is said that one of the questions asked 
of a candidate for initiation into the Society 
of Know Nothings, is as follows: 
“ Will you do your utmost ou all occasions 
to renew and perpetuate the potato rot, in or¬ 
der to keep the Irish out of the country?” 
'1 he candidate, if admitted, must respond, 
“ I will.” 
A Southern editor apologizes for the im¬ 
perfections of his paper thus:—“ One of us is 
not worth a fig this week! He’s got the face 
ache like acres of agony, and really at times 
could almost have the heart to do the same 
amount of biting which Andy Steel did at the 
"black dog's tail!'' Aud it is Eaid, that that 
were “ some bitirtg.” 
Courting in the country is altogether*a dif¬ 
ferent institution from the city article. In the 
former place Vftu get rosy lips, sweet eider, 
johnny cake, and gills made by nature; and in 
the latter, a collection of March id phases, formal 
manners, tine silk, grea^ jewelry, and girls got 
up secumdem aitem. 
XNT Mr. C. Moork, of Gerry, Chau. Co., is authorized 
to act as Agent for the Rural New-Yorkkr, and for the 
Wool Growkr and Stock Rkoistkr, in the- counties of 
Chautauque and Cattaraugus, N. Y., and Warren, Pa. 
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