"But I don’t believe Providence ever decreed 
you to be a farmer’s wife.” 
“ The event will prove that point.” 
** But I cannot imagine what has possessed you 
to make such a choice, when, to my certain knowl¬ 
edge,yon might secure a splendid home light lie re 
in this beautiful village.” 
"Very much the same as possessed my friend, 
Jessie, to make a somewhat different choice, a 
few months ago.” 
“But, how can you marry a farmer — that Mr. 
What’s-his-name ?” 
"Because I love him better than I lore myself.” 
"No doubt he does the same, the selfish crea¬ 
ture ! Men are all alike. They demand the whole 
soul and being of a woman, then complacently 
congratulate themselves npon the possession, 
without having yielded even a moiety of their 
own.” 
"Quite a compliment to the genus homo,” re¬ 
joined Maky, laughing. "Perhaps you forget 
that your sweeping assertion includes a certain 
black-eyed specimen of the genus, who has lately 
appropriated the heart of Jessie Morgan.” 
"Oh! he is an exception of course,” replied 
Jessie, blushing. 
" Permit me, also, to claim an exception for my 
farmer, who gives me, I seriously believe, the love 
my nature craves, and to whom I yield my own, 
unhesitatingly. With him, I expect to he very 
happy, whatever may he our outward circum¬ 
stances.” 
Jessie replied to this, by humming, 
“ True love is at home on a carpet, 
Auil mightily likes his ease,— 
And true love has an eye for his dinner, 
And starves beneath shady trees ”— 
She was interrupted by the sudden entrance of 
several other girls, all in quite a high degree of 
excitement, 
“Now, Lucy Brown,” said Kate Rice, "here 
we seniors are, all together; tell us what Miss 
Luce has ordered respecting our dress to-morrow.” 
"White muslin, and ribbon sashes, all alike; 
flowers in our hair, and no other ornament what¬ 
ever.” * 
"Not even a brooch?” 
"No, we are to substitute a moss-rose bud, and 
sprig of geranium,” because she says the widow 
Weight cannot afford a brooch for Louisa, and 
wc- must he dressed exactly alike.” 
“ llow Stupid 1” ejaculated Geokgine Clark, as 
she angrily snapped a showy bracelet on her 
white arm. “ 1 shall rejoice when to-morrow frees 
me from a thraldom that comples me to imitate 
the dress of a beggar.” 
“Oh, Georoie,” interposed Mary, "Louisa is 
not a beggar, hut one of our best pupils. Her 
mother has had to struggle hard to educate her, 
hut, although very poor, I know her to he a most 
estimable lady.” 
" I believe 1 have not asked information re¬ 
specting the family or position of Miss Wright, 
as, after to-morrow, I shall not extend my ac¬ 
quaintance any further in that direction,” retorted 
Geokgine haughtily. 
"Girls,” said Jessie, anxious to remove the 
cloud of ill-humor which was fast gathering over 
the group, Bincc learning their teacher's decision, 
"what do you guess Mary and 1 were talking 
“Very pretty,” replied her brother, "if I am 
competent to judge with eyes which love prover¬ 
bially renders blind.” 
"What are her family,” asked Sister Ruth, who 
had unbounded reverence for the name and pedi¬ 
gree of the Washburxeh. 
“ Mary Woon is an orphan,” returned Frank. 
“ Her parents lived long enough to commence 
the harmonious development of the elements of 
true womanhood; and she has been enabled to 
finish her education, sb I believe, in accordance 
with their cherished plana.” 
" I hope she ia amiable, ” added Frank's 
youngest sister Grace, whose sweet face was the 
index of the pleasant spirit within. 
"I am quite Bure she i3, Gbacje,” said Frank, 
"but, mother, why don’t you ask somewhat of my 
bride elect?” he asked, noticing that she was 
silently musing, with a troubled brow. 
“I don’t know, Frank; I’m afraid, though, that 
she will have too much edication for a farmer's 
wife,” replied hiB mother, shaking her head 
gravely. " One who has been constantly in 
school improvin’ the mind, knows nothin' at all 
about the duties which your wife must meet and 
discharge. Now, when your father and I com¬ 
menced, as you are about to do, we had nothin', 
and we both had to work. While he plowed and 
sowed, I spun and wove, and before harvest com¬ 
menced, I made a great store of butter and cheese. 
I cared for the wants of all my little children, and 
the burden of my house-work required tny unceas¬ 
ing efforts. Had I been eddicated, 1 suppose I 
should have felt too line for such a toilsome life; 
and now, Frank, do you suppose the lady you 
have chosen can do for you as your mother has 
done, with all her fine eddication?” 
"Bhe could scarcely do as well, whether edu¬ 
cated or not,” returned Frank,” affectionately. 
" But wait and see, dear mother. I have great 
hopes that Mary Wood's good sense will lead her 
to a performance of duty, for which an education, 
if rightly applied, will be of the greatest service. 
As I hope to imitate my dear father's example, in 
my future life, although I set out with a greater 
treasure than he enjoyed, a thorough education, 
so 1 trust my wife will accept my mother as her 
beloved exemplar.” 
" Mother, we need have no fears for our son,” 
said farmer Washburnk, cheerfully, to his wife— 
and now, as of old, his strong spirit sustained 
her desponding one, and the family conversed 
happily until the old clock struck the hour for 
retiring. _ 
CHAPTER III. 
That wns a pleasant sight, when, on the follow¬ 
ing day, eight young maiden's stood up to receive 
the highest reward of their teachers, and to be 
given to the world trained and prepared as far as 
possible for its duties and trials. Especially 
interesting was it to the Washburnk family, who 
were seated in a group, and endeavoring to 
decide which one was their brother's choice. 
After a whispered conference, Sarah and 
Ruth decided it must he Georg ink, whose 
haughty beariug and brilliant beauty rendered 
her conspicuous among her companions. Grach 
believed It wns our friend Jkssjji, uBhougti the 
energetic movements and flashing black eyes of 
that young lady, suggested anything rather than 
an amiable temper. But the parents chose Mary 
in their hearts, for they read her beautiful char¬ 
acter In her unassuming manners, quiet dignity, 
and expressive countenance. So whom their son 
stepped forward, after the exercises were closed, 
and presented the blushing Mary, she was warmly 
w elcomed by all the family—but more tenderly by 
the aged father and mother. Gkoroine hit her 
lip for vexation—for in all the crowd her eye had 
selected the handsome face and ranniy figure of 
Frank Washburnk as superior, and only worthy 
her attention. Concealing her anger, she swept 
from the room without deigning a glance toward 
the group, while Jkshie headed the remainder of 
the class, and by a sly pinch reminded Maky 
Wood that she would like to be introduced. 
After that ceremony, it was arranged that 
Jessie and Mary should accompany the family 
home to spend the intervening week before th’c 
wedding—and that all the class should officiate 
as bridesmaids when the important event took 
place. An invitation was extended to Gkoroine, 
but haughtily refused,— so Maky reluctantly 
banished her from heart, and memory, while she 
thanked Gon, who had given her into the bosom 
of a family whose tenderness soothed her spirit 
which had mourned so long its own lost love.-*. 
The few days passed pleasantly away. Jessie 
hud become quite reconciled to her friend's 
choice. “It is a different thing," said she, "if 
marrying a farmer is to become the w r ife of such 
a splendid fellow as Frank Washburnk.” 
“And yet, Jessie," said Mary, slyly, “ w*e are to 
remove to the Far West and live in a log - cabin 
for a while.” 
“ It will be a palace with him,” answered Jessie, 
enthusiastically. 
"But consider the sacrifice,” pursued Mart. 
"To forsake intellectual pursuits for butter and 
cheese-making, refined society for a coarse farmer 
[Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker.] 
THE OLD FINE TREE. 
emit junior 
Where the steep hillsides their shadows throw 
O’er the deep, dark waves that roll below; 
Where the .‘unset glimmers at close of day, 
And the shimmering moonbeams Foftly play; 
Where the breeze* gambol, light and free, 
Stands, in its grandeur, “the old Pine Tree.” 
Its feathery houghs bend low to meet 
The crystal wavelets that ki*.i ita feet; 
The pebble* beneath It are worn by the tide 
Of sparkling waters that o’er them glide; 
And the light-winged zephyrs carol free 
O’er the lofty brow- of “ the old Pine Tree.” 
The trailing ArhotUH, »D<1 Harebell blue, 
With chalices laden with pearly dew; 
The varnished leaves of the Wintergreen, 
With scarlet berries that peep between; 
All cluster in beauty, and oft for me 
Have blossomed arid grown 'Death “ the old Pine Tree. 
The moss is green on it* northern aide, 
Where the crystal dew drops deftly hide; 
And the white raceme of the Shinleal green 
Looks np with a smile through its feathery screen; 
Ob, I’ve sported oft in careless glee 
’Neath the drooping boughs of "the old Pine Tree.” 
I’ve glided over the lakelet blue, 
In the rustie, bounding, birch canoe, 
And moored tny bark on the pebbly strand, 
Where mouldering it lies on the shining sand; 
Covered with (lowers that smile to see 
The sunbeams peep through " the old Pine Tree.” 
Just under its shade I've oft reclined, 
And wondered to here the singing wind, 
In Whispers weird, rock light and free, 
And wished that there my grave might be; 
And that the requiem sung o'er me 
Might be the dirge in “ the old Pine Tree.” 
Portland. Mich., I860. J. M. S. 
AN EVEEY-DAY OCCURRENCE, 
She falls in love with a fellow 
Who sports with a foreign air: 
He marries her for her money, 
She marries him for his hair. 
One of the very best matches, 
Both are well mated in life,— 
She’s got a fool for a husband, 
He’s got a fool for a wife. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 63 letters. 
My 1,12,13, 4.15, 9 U a town in New York. 
My 3, 6 , 8 , 31, 5, 26, 8 , 63 is a town in Arkansas. 
My 6 , 34, 2, lft, 52,11,33, It, 56 is a town in Pennsylvania. 
My 8,18,25, 6 S, 20, 21, 51, 8 is a town in Massachusetts. 
My 12, 6 , 24,17, 63,16,22 is n town in New Jersey. 
My 15, 45, 4, 65, 66 . 63, 33, 65, 41 is a town in North Caro¬ 
lina, 
My 18, 31, 30, 64, 55, 2*. 59, 53 is a town in Kentucky. 
My 21,51, 62, 32, 44,16, 65^ 12, 48 is a town in Maine. 
My 24, 66 , 39, 45, 63, 6 , 29 is a town in Wisconsin. 
My 27, 7, 23, 34, 30, 31, 6 ,3 is a town in Illinois. 
My 00,16, 40,12,37,3S, 14, 03, 56, 16 is a town in Mis¬ 
souri. 
My S3, H, 38,36, 30, 42, 69,13 is a town in Michigan. 
My 36, 40, 28,31, 50, 65, 63, 44,17 is a town in Ohio. 
My 39, 21, 43, 28, 30, 35, 36, 3 is a town in Iowa. 
My 42, 26, 29, 68 , 65,26, 40, 47, 46, 61,15, 63 is a town in 
California. 
My 45,10, 30. 64. 33, 63, 60 is a town in Texas, 
My 48, 49, 47 , 39, 61, 58, 63, 0 ; 8 is a town in Virginia. 
My 61, 4, 50, 38, 62, 43, 65, 24, 65 is a town in New Hamp¬ 
shire. 
My 64, 40, 58, 37, 41, 62, 8 is a town in Connecticut. 
My 67,55, 44, 00, 29, 33,16, 22 is a town in Georgia. 
My 60, 68 , 60, 49, 52 is a town in Michigan. 
My 63. 56, 2. 3,10 is a town in Illinois. 
My whole in an extract from Cowper. 
Springfield, Ill., 1860. M. V. Z. 
Answer in two weeks. 
[Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker.] 
MAKRYINGr A FARMER 
CHAPTER I. 
“ The good, the true, the tender. 
These form the wealth of home.” 
“A farmer! Mary Wood, surely, you are not 
in earnest!” 
"I was never more so in my life, Jessie.” 
“Wliat lias possessed you? I’m out of all 
patience with you!” 
"Why, Jessie?” 
"Because, yon are pretty—” 
“ I know it.” 
“Indeed! you know it, do yon, Miss Vanity?— 
Perhaps you are aware that you are talented, also ?’’ 
"Yes.” 
"And the best scholar among the learned 
Seniors?” 
“I am so reported, I believe.” 
“ And that Miss Luck lias chosen you to write 
the valedictory, which will doubtless prove a 
melting affair to your classmates, and the large 
and intelligent audience, which will assemble to¬ 
morrow?” 
“Yes, but Jessie, are these my misdeeds for 
which yon declare yourself out of all patience 
with me?” 
"No, you provoking girl, you know better.— 
But tell me, seriously, Mary, do yon intend to 
take all these well-earned laurels from your brow, 
which become it so well, to accept the hand of a 
farmer—areal, hard-fisted farmer?” 
" Most seriously, Jessie, I intend to become the 
wife of a farmer who lias honored me with the 
offer of his manly heart” 
"Honored! Mary Wood, are you crazy?” 
"No, I hope not.” 
"But consider the sacrifice. To-morrow, you 
graduate with tlio highest honors of your class, 
you leave these ‘classic shades’for—” 
"A log-cabin in the far West,” suggested Mary, 
as Jessie hesitated. 
" And a circle of refined and intelligent minds 
and hearts, who delight to love and do you hom¬ 
age,—” 
"Allow me to finish your sentences, Jessie. I 
leave them, as you sav, for a circle of warm¬ 
hearted people, whom good sense and experience 
teach me are very far from being either fools or 
clowns, and whom I hope to make love me as I do 
them.” 
“ You must forsake your literary pursuits, which 
have occupied all your previous life to—” 
" Learn to make butter and cheese.” 
"But what will you do with your learning and 
accomplishments—your music, and drawings, and 
books?” 
“ I will use them as much as possible, in adorn¬ 
ing my home, amusing and entertaining my hus¬ 
band and friends, and in recreation for my own 
mind, after the necessary but more uninteresting 
toils of the day arc over. Although not strictly 
essential to my position, I hope they will prove no 
detriment to the fulfillment of my mission as a 
woman, in all her high and holy duties.” 
“But, Mary, you never can be happy! I fancy 
I see you now, with your dark calico gown, plain 
linen collar, check apron, and your hair drawn 
straight hack over your cars, presiding at your 
table and administering to the wants of your 
honest farmer and his train of red or blue-shirted 
laborers.” 
"Well, does the costume and position become 
me ?” 
"No! it is a disgusting picture! Mary Wood, 
I bad rather bury you. dearly as I love you, than 
to give you up to that great, rough farmer and 
his log cabin.” 
“Well,” replied Mary, with a peculiar smile, 
"it seems to be one of the decrees of Providence, 
and Miss Luce says it is our duty to submit to 
them, without a murmur.” 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
ARITHMETICAL PROBLEM. 
A boy spent n sum of money for apples, half of which 
money he paid out at the rate of $)i cents each, and the 
other half at the into of 2}£ cents each, and sold them at 
the rate of j cents for two apples, thereby gaining 11 
cents. How much money did he spend, and how many 
apples did he buy? Wu. H. Mason, 
Gidley’s Station. Mich., 1800. 
Answer in two weeks. 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c., IN NO. 529. 
Answer to Geographical Enigma:—Make hay while the 
sun shines. 
Answer to Riddle:—German Flute. 
Answer to Mathematical Problem:—Five cows, one 
sheep, and ninety-four pigs. 
Answer to Illustrated Rebus:—In-a-tent-eve she stood, 
and in-comb-pash-eye-on -8 ass death. [“ Inattentive 
she stood, and iucompassionate as death.”— Byron,] 
MOORE'S RURAL NEW-YORKER 
THE LARGEST CIRCULATED 
Agricultural, Literary aud Family Weekly 
IS 1‘UBLJSJIRD KVKRY SATURDAY BY 
D. I). T. JtOOItE, ROCHESTER, X. Y. 
and his red shirted laborers, my bridal dress for 
calico gown and check apron-” 
"Ob. hush, Mary!” pleaded Je.vhk, "I did not 
know Frank then.” 
"But you declared it a disgusting picture, and 
trembled lest your friend would never be happy— 
you even rebelled against the decrees of Provi¬ 
dence, which gave me to this dear circle of 
friends.” 
“I am resigned now, I assure you,” answered 
Jessie. "But let us change the’subject, nnd try 
on your dress once more. The shoulder did not 
lit- exactly this moruiug, so I just altered it 
while you aud Frank were out riding.” 
The dress was pronounced complete, and the 
girls agreed to make uo thither reference to Jes¬ 
sie’s former tears, but to wait the developments 
of the future, to prove the wisdom of the choice 
of each. The wedding passed off quietly, and 
the young couple shortly after left for their home 
in Wisconsin, then a new State, which was just 
opening its woody arms to the hardy pioneer. 
A lovelyspot, containing a large tract, surrounded 
by lakes, to which the Indians had given the 
euphonious names, Winona, Mendota, aud M,onona, 
and which almost converted it into an island, was 
“entered” by Frank, and a comfortable cabin, 
the germ of a future home, erected upon it. And 
here we leave them. A few years, and “the 
wilderness shall blossom as the rose 
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huge forests 
shall give place to thriving cities and towns, and 
the saddened Indian shall forsake the graves of 
Iris sires to retire before the advancing march of 
civilization. But in these few years shall be 
crowded trials and sorrows, sickness and toils 
incident to a new country, an J one young friends 
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time and toil, though their forms may bendbeneath 
the storms of life, there shall no happier hearts bo 
found in the wide world than those wiio have 
chosen a farm-home in the Far West. 
