EUJEJl 
The habits of industry and perseverance formed 
in the few weeks preceding this joyful occasion, 
were not forgotten when the excitement was over. 
The children had learned from that best of all 
teachers, Experience, that time well employed i3 
always the happiest. Trne, they still devoted 
many hours to healthful exercise and merry 
frolics, but their hooks and work were not neg¬ 
lected; but their mother had no cause to complain 
either of their idleness or backwardness in their 
studies. 
Ere many months Willie passed a creditable 
examination, and entered the High School; and 
llAcRVsoon ranked among the best scholars in 
his class. Wary gave efficient aid in domestic 
duties, and was soon able, as Mrs. St. John ad¬ 
mitted, to sew even as neatly as she could at her 
age. Little Sitsje had her daily task, and it was 
always well performed. 
And when, in the early spring-time, AuntMARY 
bade her dear friends good-bye, she was fol¬ 
lowed by their heart-felt benedictions, and re¬ 
ceived the sweet assurance of her own con¬ 
science, that her sojourn among them had not been 
in vain. 
Thus, kind readers, have we told our simple 
story, and fain would wc impress upon your minds 
the troth of its moral. Learn that by your own 
fireside true happiness may be found; that from 
elements however discordant sweet melody may 
be educed, if skillfully touched by the hand of 
lore. 
Would you make your home an attractive one? 
—let it be the dwelling-place of industry, self- 
denial, arid kind thoughtfulness one for another. 
Make it your aim wisely to Improve each passing 
moment—let not one be lost in idleness, nor a sin¬ 
gle opportunity for ministering to the happiness 
of others be unimproved. And on the scroll of 
memory, beneath the time-honored maxim of the 
poet, “Satan finds some mischief still for idle 
hands to do,” inscribe tins truth, which in our 
humble way wc have endeavored to inculcate :— 
Busy Hands make Happy Hearts. 
Rochester, X. V., January, 1800. 
them after dinner, but their Aunt, well knowing 
how soon youthful enthusiasm, however ardent, 
expires, told them they had done quite enough 
for one day, but promised them they shonhl come 
to her room for one hour every evening, until their 
present* were ail completed. And sbe also pro 
posed that they should study at home an hour 
every morning and night, agreeing, in case they 
did so, to give them each dollar, in order that 
they might make any little additions they wished 
to their Christmas stores. To all this they eager¬ 
ly acceded, and mutually enjoining the most pro¬ 
found secrecy in regard to their morning's em¬ 
ployments, and plans for the future, they went 
down stairs for a nice play, after their unusually 
quiet half-day's experience. 
Aunt Maky found an opportunity to speak to 
the children separately, in regard to their giving 
presents to each other; so there was any quantity 
of delightful privacies, and many stolen inter¬ 
views in her room. 
Mr. and Mrs. St. Jobs could but notice the dif¬ 
ference in their children's behavior, now so 
orderly and studious. Of their industry in other 
respects, they had no opportunity of judging; but 
morning and night their school-books were open 
for a full hour, while Aunt Mary was ever ready 
to explain any difficulty in their lessons. 
One evening, when she had left them all quietly 
at work in her room, she went down to the hack- 
parlor, where her brother and his wife were 
seated, apparently well pleased at the new order 
of things existing in their household. 
“ 1 have been thinking,” said Aunt Mary, “that 
we might get up a pleasant surprise for the chil¬ 
dren, in preparing a Christinas tree for them; 
what do you say to it?” 
“1 am willing,” replied tlieir father, “but yon 
must ask Mother, who would have the most 
trouble about it.” 
“ Oh, as to trouble,” rejoined his sister, “ I’ll see 
to that; the most that T w r ant is your consent, and 
a tree, which you must smuggle into the parlor 
without the children seeing it.” 
“ T certainly have no objection,’' said Mrs. St. 
John, “and I must say 1 feel more like doing 
something for them than I did a month ago, for 
your influence has wrought a great change in 
them. But I don't know much about such things, 
and I am afraid it would he too much extra care 
for you, M ary.” 
“Never fear that—only get the tree, William, 
as soon as you can, and I will make some little 
things for the children between now and Christ¬ 
mas Eve, when wc will have a splendid time—only 
they must know nothing of what we are about 
until the right moment comes." 
Blie returned to her charge up stairs, leaving 
their parents to discuss the new plan, and to de¬ 
cide on the gifts each one should receive. 
“ We must get something nice for Mary,” said 
Mrs. Sr. John, “she has been such a blessing to 
ns about the children.” 
Every day now passed pleasantly, each member 
of the family being animated by the desire to add 
to the happiness of nil the rest. They were be¬ 
ginning to learn the truth of the sacred proverb: 
—“It ia more blessed to give than to receive.” 
A mil. Maky, especially, was in her element: for 
nothing cob hi please her better than the series of 
pleasant, surprises she was helping to prepare. 
The children completed one gift after another* 
and entrusted them to her for safe keeping; and 
when they inquired how and when they should be 
presented, she replied:—“ You will, I know, trust 
me to find some good way, and let the time he 
Christinas Eve.” 
One day, during school hours, a tall and well- 
proportioned tree was brought to the house, and 
being fastened in a strong standard, was set in 
the center of the parlor—the curtains of that 
room being closely drawn, and the door securely 
locked, to prevent any intrusion. 
The day before Christmas came at last, although 
it seemed to the impatient children a long while 
on tho way. Their little tokens of love were 
neatly done up and labeled by Aunt Maky, and 
she suggested that they should meet in the parlor 
in the evening, to surprise their parents. Their 
mother readily assented to their request that they 
might be allowed to “dress up” on the occasion: 
and long before the hour appointed, they were in 
a state of eager expectation, with nothing to do 
but wish it would grow dark, which event, as it 
usually does, whether desired or not, finally trans¬ 
pired. 
At the ten-table the children evinced a remark¬ 
ably delicate appetite, and were very soon satis¬ 
fied, and only waiting for the rest to conclude 
their repast. The tedious suspense at length ter¬ 
minated—the parlor door was thrown open, and 
there, before the astonished eyes of the Children, 
stood the Christmas tree, glistening with its many 
wax tapers, and well laden with attractive gifts.— 
After duly admixing its charms, and expressing 
their unbounded delight, in the emphatic language 
childhood always uses, Aunt Mary was unani¬ 
mously chosen to distribute the articles. Great 
was the surprise of Mr. and Mrs. St. John to re¬ 
ceive so many neatly-made and really useful keep¬ 
sakes. with the assurance that they were the work 
of their children's hands, aud the mystery of 
their unwonted quietness and good behavior was 
now fully and most satisfactorily explained. Nor 
was Aunt Maky less gratified when each of the 
children handed her a duplicate of the presents 
they had made for their parents, which unknown to 
her they had prepared. Although of trilling value, 
in themselves, they seemed to please her no less 
than the elegant silk and set of furs, which Mr. 
and Mrs. Sr. John had placed upon the tree for 
her. And with great glee the children received 
the gifts which they had made or purchased for 
one another, and the more costly ones furnished 
by their parents, or bearing witness to Aunt 
Mary’s kind thoughtfulness. Nor did their light 
slipper prevent their enjoying the abundant and 
delicious confectionery. 
Thus passed the evening, fraught with pure and 
unalloyed pleasure. It was a time sever to be 
forgotten in the annals of the St. John family: 
for it marked a new era in their history, and was 
the turning-point in their destiny—the harbinger 
of brighter and better days. 
[Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker.] 
SONG FOR THE TIMES. 
JIT CKO. A. HAMILTON 
GIVE me the man whose earnout heart 
To principle is ever true, 
One who from right ivould not depart. 
Although a crown were placed in view 
A man whose principle avails, 
In every place,—wherever tried,— 
One in w hose soul the true prevails, 
Although the multitude deride. 
Give me the man that wavers not, 
With hope to catch the rabble votes, 
Nor filiates with drone or sot, 
Nor with the selfish current floats; 
Bat who, with manliness of soul, 
Opposes evil—censures wrong,— 
Whose influence is high control— 
To such the smiles of God belong. 
Give me the man that never bends 
A moment from the line of right; 
Who never with the halting blends, 
But stands up firm, with manly might, 
A man that loves an upright way, 
Although that way he trod by few,— 
One who from justice would not sway, 
For coronet of brightest hue. 
Give me the man whose high Intent, 
Is fixed to do w hat good he can— 
Whose energies are wisely bent, 
To carry out each useful plan,— 
A man who never skulks and hides 
When principles are brought in sight; 
But firm, and true, and strong, abides, 
Aud manfully defends the right. 
1 would indeed tho world had hosts 
Of men like these, a noble dower, 
Forever faithful lit their posts, 
Unflinching in each trial hour,— 
Undaunted by each menace strong— 
Unmoved by censure or applause, 
But ever firm against all wrong, 
The champions of each noble cause. 
South Butler, N. Y,, 1860. 
Little Folks — Hear Ye! — We have a great many 
inquiries relative to the “rules governing candidates for 
admission to tho ‘ Youth's Corner,”' and will answer that 
the only requirements are correctness and completeness in 
the offering* of our young friends, Enigmas, Problems, 
Charades, &c,, must Or perfect in detail, and accompanied 
with the answers, in every case, or they soon find a rest¬ 
ing-place in the waste-paper box. Wo have no initiation 
Tee, as some would seem to infer,—but want the “Corner'' 
jam full of tho bright, happy thoughts of childhood. 
Make your figures plain; get in all the facts needed to put 
the finishing touches upon your brain-creations,— be sure 
you arc right ,—and when this is done, Uncle Sam’s mail- 
agents will so perform their part that we can then go 
ahead. 
train being already due; so the children decided 
to have just one game of “ bear ” before she 
returned; they would be very quiet; and Wiluf. 
and Harry who were both to become quadruped* 
pro fnn., promised to grow! very softly, and not 
to scratch any more than they could help. In a 
niinnte more, Sunday clothe* and manners were 
alike forgotten, and all four of the children were 
making the circuit of the room in anything but a 
graceful style. 
Of course, at this very moment, Mr. St. John 
returned from the station, accompanied hy his 
sister, and Mrs. St. John hurried in to receive 
her. The children scrambled buck to their seats, 
bat their disheveled locks and tumbled garment* 
were far from meeting the approval of their 
mother’s discerning glance; but Aunt Mary, sun¬ 
beam that she was, never noticed the crest-fallen 
air of her nephews and neices, but kissing them 
all, and speaking a kind word to each one, she 
soon won their childish hearts, aud after tea there 
was considerable strife for the seat next Aunt 
Mary. She arranged the matter amicably by 
placing herself between Mary and Willie on 
the lounge, with Harry and Sisie on an ottoman 
at her feet 
Never hud the children been more quiet or 
respectful than during this evening, while their 
parents and aunt were engaged in conversation. 
At last, little Hvhik, whose brown head had been 
lying in her aunt's lap, and gently stroked by her 
hand, was discovered to be fast asleep; and 
Harry giving an unmistakable yawn, they were 
all sent oil' to bed, with a kiss from Aunt Mary 
on tlieir lips, and a kindly thought of her in tlieir 
hearts. 
In a day or two, however, the restraint which 
had at first produced so happy an elfect, appeared 
to wear off, and Miss St. John soon had an oppor¬ 
tunity of seeing the usual course of utVairs in her 
brother's family. Unlike some maiden ladies, 
she was very fond of children, and thinking that 
she had discovered the root of the evil in tlieir 
ease, she determined to commence a reformation. 
Notin a loud and bustling manner, for that was 
at variance with her nature; ever quiet aud unas¬ 
suming, her influence was exerted silently, but 
none the less surely. 
One morning, when the children were to have 
a holiday, a season always dreaded by their 
mother, Aunt Mary invited them to Come to her 
room directly after breakfast, as she had some¬ 
thing to tell them. Tho largest and pleasantest 
chamber in the house had been assigned to her, 
and the children thought they had never seen it 
look so cheerful us it did now, lighted by the sun¬ 
shine of Aunt Mary's presence. That lady now 
seating herself in a low chair by the fire, made 
known her plans to the children. 
“ You know, my dears, that Christmas will he 
here in a few weeks, and T thought perhaps you 
would like to prepare some presents for your 
father and mother,—what do yon say to it?” The 
united voices of the children joyfully agreed to 
the proposal, hut the next moment they all 
declared tlieir inability to do anything “because 
they didn’t know how.” 
“Oh, 1 will help you about it,” said their aunt, 
prepared lor this objection. I have been thinking 
of several things you could make, such as watch- 
cases, pin-cushions. tidicB and tho like. 
“Oli, that's girl’s work!" interrupted Willie, 
witlL masculine contempt. “And surely, yon 
could do as much as a girl, muldn't you, 'Willie? 
See here!" and she took several pink and white 
wheels from her work-basket, “wouldn’t you like 
to learn how to make these?” “Well, yes, they 
are pretty, that’s a fart,” said Willie, taking 
them in his hand carefully. “Well, these, and a 
great many more like them, will make a very 
handsome tidy, which your mother will value all 
the more for being your work.” “Agreed,” said 
Willie, “1 guess I'll try. ” 
“And what shall 1 do?” asked Harry'. 
“Wait a moment until 1 find something for 
• • 
Maky— you know I must, lake you in order. 1 
will show you, Mary, how to crochet a watch- 
case for your father; they are very pretty, made 
of shaded zephyr, and very easily done, too.— 
Harry can notch some nice pieces of broad¬ 
cloth for pen-wipers, and then 1 will fasten them 
together; and, Susie, can you sew?” 
“Only a little, ‘over and over,'” said Sisie, 
despondently. 
“Well, never mind, my dear, you can easily 
learn. First, I will help you work a book-mark, 
and after that, perhaps, you can learn to hem, and 
so make a nice handkerchief for papa. And 
Mary will have time to work her mother a pin¬ 
cushion, after the watch-case is done.” 
Another hour found the children busily at work; 
Aunt Mary having been to ask their mother if 
they might remain in her room all the forenoon. 
Mrs. St. JonN gladly acquiesced, for Saturday was 
always one of her busiest days, and it was quite a 
relief, as she expressed it, “to have the children 
out of the way.” Aunt M art's uufailing patience 
and ready tact did not deseit her during the rath¬ 
er tedious process of initiating beginners in the 
mysteries of any art or science; and before noon 
each bad made visible progress in the labors as¬ 
signed them. They would willingly have resumed 
ILLUSTRATED REBUS 
anil junior 
Answer in two weeks. 
PRENTICEANIA 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
MYTHOLOGICAL ENIGMA. 
Mr. S. Fall, a Mississippi editor, asks when we 
shall get’wise. Undoubtedly before Fall, if ever. 
Tiie editor of an Indiana paper says “more 
villainy is on foot.'' We supposo the editor lias 
lost his horse. 
A Bi'I'eai.o paper announces that Dr. Brandreth 
has introduced a bill into the Legislature, is the 
editor sure that he minded his p’s in his announce¬ 
ment? 
Tiie Ohio river is getting lower and lower every 
day. It has almost ceased to run. All who look 
at it can at once perceive that it exhibits very 
little speed, hut a great deal of bottom. 
There is said to he “many a slip between the 
cup and the lip,” but it would be well for some of 
our young men, and old ones, too, if there were a 
good many more. 
W. II. IIooe, a post-master in Virginia, pub¬ 
lishes that two hundred dollars of the public 
funds are missing from his office, and he asks 
“who has got the money?” Possibly echo may 
answer— llooe. 
We received a newspaper two days ago, pro¬ 
fessing to give a full account of the creation of 
the world. We shouldn't he much surprised if 
the enterprising editor were to bring up the news 
in his next number to Noah's flood. 
Fleas must be long-lived. The “industrious 
fleas” that were taken through the country fifteen 
years ago, are advertised as having gone to Cape 
Cod. They will have to be “industrious ” there, 
or they will starv e to death. 
A political editor of a village newspaper cries 
aloud to his party, “ Let your trumpets bray in 
the front of the battle.” A good many political 
partisans can bray well enough without such in¬ 
struments. The use of trumpets is a needless 
expenditure of brass. 
dedicated to miss s. whitnet. 
[ Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker.) 
I am composed of 25 letters. 
My 1, 22,16. 21,12 was the goddess of fire. 
My 18,11. 24,17, 23,1, 6 was the goddess of wisdom, war, 
and the liberal arts. 
My 6, 4, 23,14 was the deity of war. 
My 14. 20. 3,13, 24 was a goddess noted for singing. 
My 8, 2,23,13,10 was tho goddess of corn. 
My 19, 25,24 wits tiie deity of shepherds. 
My 1, 22,16,10, 5 was the mother of Saturn. 
My 24, 2, 23,22, 9,14, was a sea-nymph, tiie daughter of 
Ncreus and Doris. 
My 14,19, 4, 3,15. 7 was a race of men, said to have sprung 
from the dragon's teeth which Cadmus sowed. 
Mi- whole is a Latin saying, beautiful and true. 
Wadhams’ Mills, N. Y., 1860. Ei.lath. 
23?” Answer in two weeks. 
BUSY HANDS MAKE HAPPY HEARTS, 
BY KATE CAMERON. 
“Oh, dear!” exclaimed Mrs. St. John, despair¬ 
ingly, “were there ever such children in a 
Christian land? They might well pass for a 
parcel of wild Arabs. Do see if you cannot 
quiet the uproar, my dear,” and she looked up 
beseechingly from her sewing to lier husband, 
who, in dressing-gown and slippers, was enjoying 
the evening paper, with ns much unconcern as 
though he had no particular interest in the noisy 
group assembled in the next room. 
“There!” continued his wife, “that was Mary’s 
voice; I never heard such a loud voice from any 
girl in my life; she never will he a lady, try as I 
may to make Iter one.” 
“What are they doing now?” asked her hus¬ 
band, quietly. 
“Doing?—it would be easier to tell what they 
are not doing; it is nothing but mischief from 
morning till night; and the only peace I have is 
when they are at. school or asleep.’’ 
“Can't you find something for them to do?” 
was Mr. St. John’s next inquiry. 
“Yes, and have to Yvork three times as hard 
myself, seeing that it ia done. No, I have tried 
that to my heart’s content,—I have given Mary 
stint after stint in sewing,—I have coaxed and 
threatened until I am heartily tired of it, and have 
come to the conclusion that she is hopelessly 
lazy. Why, when 1 was ten years old I could 
make the whole of a fine shirt alone, and here 
Mary is twelve, and I don’t believe she could 
stitch a wristband properly.” And Mrs. St. 
John heaved a sigh at tho degeneracy of the 
human race at the present day, while her husband 
remarked, dryly—“I suppose yon never bad to 
be taught how to do anything —it all came by 
intuition.” 
“No, indeed! I was obliged to work, and in 
those days children were far more obedient than 
they are now. And then, the boys are backward 
in tlieir studies; Wii.uk, at fourteen, ought to be 
in the high school, hut he is not even in the first 
class at the public school, while Harry is too full 
of fun to learn anything from his books.” 
“Do they never study at home?” asked their 
father, now apparently aroused to a sense of liis 
paternal duties. 
“ Oh, I tell them every day to bring home their 
books at night, hut half the time they forget to do 
so, or if they do bring them they cannot remember 
where tlieir lessons are to be; or else there is 
sliding or skating after school, and when they 
come into the house they are so sleepy that I have 
to send them to bed the minute they have eaten 
tlieir supper. There! do you hear that racket? 
I dare say Harry is on all fours, playing bear, and 
chasing the rest ol‘ them round the room. What 
will Sister Mary think? You know she will he 
here to-morrow night, anil not being used to 
children, I fear ours will drive her distracted. - ’ 
“Oh, don't he afraid of Mary-,'' was the re¬ 
sponse; “ nothing ever troubles her. I only wish 
sbe was not so much of a stranger here,—it is five 
years since sbe visited us, and I really long to 
see her.” 
The next evening there was an ynusual stillness 
in the cosy sitting-room of our friends, the 8t. 
Johns; and a degree of order truly refreshing to 
the weary mistress. The family were tvaiting the 
arrival of “ A nut Mary,” whom Mr. St. John had 
gone to the depot to meet. The children, in their 
Sunday clothes, with smooth hair and clean faces, 
formed quite an attractive spectacle, sitting very 
straight, with folded arms, and motionless feet 
They had not a very definite idea of the expected 
guest, and their fertile imaginations clothed her 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
ARITHMETICAL PROBLEM. 
Six lads start in company to tithe a walk around a park 
which is 200 rods in circumference; the first walks 25 rods 
per minute; the second 23 rods; the third 21; the fourth 
19; the fifth 17; and the sixth* 15 rods per minute,—in 
what length of time will they all be together again, and 
at.what distance from the starting point will they meet? 
Pittsford, N, Y., 1860. L. L. N. 
Dry Answer iu two weeks. 
Three-fourths of a plc.ee where an array oft lies; 
The head of a creature that in the night cries; 
To these add eight furlongs; you need hare no more 
It will tell you an herb of great use to the poor*. 
A plant very hardy, whose vigorous shoot 
Can flourish, and still bear the trampler’s foot, 
ty” Answer in two weeks. 
COMPANY TO BE AVOIDED 
1st. Those who ridicule their parents, or disobey their 
commands. 
2d. Those who profane the Sabbath, or scoff at religion. 
3d Those Mho use profane or filthy language. 
4th. Those w bo are unfaithful, play truant, and waste 
their time in idleness. 
6th. Those who are of a quarrelsome temper, and apt to 
get into diflieul ty with Others. 
6th. Those who are addicted to lying and stealing. 
7th. Those who are of a cruel disposition; who take 
pleasure in torturing and maiming animals or insects 
and robbing birds of their young. 3. K R. 
Chicago, Ill., I860. 
Unhappy Spinsters.— The ugliest and most 
mischievous Miss we ever knew wits Miss-Govern¬ 
ment. ' Her sister. Miss-Management, is no beauty. 
Miss-Demeanor surpasses them both; and, while 
she ia uglier and haughtier than either of her 
sisters, she is still constantly getting “courted.” 
While we have no particular liking lor Miss-Gov¬ 
ernment, Miss-Management, or Miss-Demeanor, 
we have a decided disliking for Miss-Fortune, 
She is ever sticking her nose iu where it is not 
wanted. Among these unfortunate Misses may 
be placed Miss-Take, who is generally compelled 
to bear the blame for the acts of Miss-Government, 
Miss-Management. Miss-Fortune, and sometimes 
Miss-Demeanor. As for us, wc can endorse and 
even tolerate any of the above-named .Misses as 
well, or better, than Miss-Ann-Thropy. Of her 
we have a perfect abhorrence. There is a whole 
family of Misses, whose company had better be 
avoided; for instance, Miss-Chief, Miss-Lead, 
Miss-Judge, Miss-Quote, Miss-Represent, Miss- 
llnle, Miss-Trust, etc. 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c„ IN NO. 525, 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma:— 
steal. 
Answer to the Geometrical Problem 
nearly. 
Answer to Riddle:—To-Morrow. 
28.2S03030303 
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Precocious Wit. —A few days since a little 
ragged urchin was sent by a mechanic to collect 
a small bill, lie began in the usual way, but 
becoming more and more importunate, at length 
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