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MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER 
AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER 
is decidedly out, of place, and mars the romantic 
and picturesque effect wlien the ruin is viewed 
from that side, The Abbey was built about six 
hundred years ago; it owned considerable prop¬ 
erty round ubont iu the period of its greatest 
prosperity, and to the fortunate monks who pos¬ 
sessed it, must have been, indeed, a Happy Valley, 
There are several tombs within it which are sup¬ 
posed to be those of Abbots. It occupies an 
uncommonly romantic spot; you see tbc rocks, 
trees, turf, and sheep upon the hills around, framed 
like pictures in the broken windows; the long 
branches of the ashes droop over the crumbling 
walls, and seem to mourn their decay; the per¬ 
petual niurmurings of the silvery brook are heard, 
and it only lacks the charm of written poetry and 
romance with which the genius of Scott has in¬ 
vested the Abbey of Melrose. 
A walk of a quarter of a mile through the mea¬ 
dows brought us to Elisegs’ Pillar, which is sup¬ 
posed to be the. oldest inscribed British column in 
existence. It was erected in the Gth century to 
commemorate the death of a Welsh chieftain, and 
consequently is more than twelve centuries old.— 
The upper part is broken olf, and the remaining 
It was entire until 
Slie 
[Entered according to Act of Congress, fn the rear 1857, by 
1). I). T. Mooick, ill the Clerk’* Office of the District 
Court for the Northern District of Now Vork.l 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
THE ACCEPTED TIME. 
Child, amid thy joyous play, 
Ere life's morn hiith passed a ay, 
Seek, ihe Coo that heareth prayer ; 
Yield thee to hia guardian care. 
Youth, io folly’s maze beguiled, 
Chasing phantoms vain and wild. 
Choose, oh choose the better part— 
Fix on God, tby restless heart. 
Man. io strength and prime of life, 
Mingling in the world’s fierce strife. 
Thrones shall crumble, kingdoms fall. 
Make then, God, thine all in all. 
Middle-aged, passed life's noon— 
Evening shadows coineth soon ; 
Turn thee, ere thy sun shall set; 
God in mercy waiteth yet. 
Age, with all tby wealth of years, 
See ;—the eveni ng star appears, 
By its ray in mercy given. 
Speed thee to the gate of Heaven. 
Human brother, sister, friend. 
Heed the message God doth send ; 
Choose thee, as the moments roll. 
Seek the world, or gave thy souL 
Middleport, N. Y, 1857. El 
BY GLEZEN F. WILCOX. 
five acres, are not laid out with regularity, and it 
is rare that you see a square one. Luxuriant 
hedges surround them, and they are so thick that 
when flip valley is viewed from above, the idea is 
almost, irresistible that a network of them has been 
dropped down. This impression is made stronger 
from the fact, that the hedges extend only part 
way up the steep slopes, and the tops of the bills 
are bare and uncultivated, serving only as pasture 
for sheep. 
Corwen. 
We loitered that day. and coming to the village 
of Corwen in the middle of the afternoon, con¬ 
cluded to remain there till morning. Having a 
few hours to spare, we procured some rods and 
fished in the Dee; mv luck consisted in getting 
the line frequently tangled in the trees and high 
grass along the banks. Corwen is famous as being 
the scene of many of the exploits or the fiery 
Owen Glexdower. The church in which it is said 
he used to worship, still remains, and near to it 
stands a grey pillar mneh worn by storms, on 
which is carved what is said to be a representation 
of bis sword, it resembles a cross. High rocks 
rise behind the village, and before it flows the 
beautiful Dee. 
The following day we walked to Llangallen.— 
Our route still lay along the enchanting valley of 
the Dee, and we lingered, for who can tread that 
lovely vale with rapid footsteps. The breeze bore 
to ns the perfume of flowers and new mown hay, 
and I fancied it inure aromatic than any to which 
I had been accustomed. The men were in (bp 
portion is aboutaeveu feet high, 
the time of Cromwell, when some of hia ignorant 
zealots overthrew it, thinking from the cross that 
it was a work of the Papists. It has been restored 
to the pedestal, and the mound near by examined, 
which resulted in finding a human skeleton. The 
name of the valley is derived from the pillar—Valle 
Crucissignifying the vale of the cross. 
Upon a gentle knoll at the eastern end of the 
town, stands the cottage of Plas Newydd, which is 
no ed as being the residcuce of the celebrated and 
excentrio “Ladies of Llangallen.” Before the cot¬ 
tage is a curiously carved oaken palisade, and the 
front of the building is also ornamented with 
carved oak. In the rear of the house is a grass 
plat, bird-eote and fine gardens tastefully laid out, 
shaded by trees aud adorned with shrubbery. A 
brook flows through the lower part, beeping up a 
continual murmuring on its pebbly bottom, and a 
rustic bridge is thrown across leading you to a 
mossy bunk, furnished with seats. A beautiful 
spring gushes from the bank, and its waters are 
rivaled iu clearness by the crystal glasses that or¬ 
nament its fountain. The history of these famoas 
women is, iudeed, a singular one. 
Lady Eleanor Butler and Miss Ponsonby in 
early life, formed so ardent an attachment for 
each other that they could not bear the idea of a 
separation which might be consequent upon the 
marriage of either, and therefore each resolved to 
This attachment was the 
THE WILD SWAN 
The Swan is the most stately and majestic, and 
at the. same time the most graceful bird that swims. 
He is the king of aquatic birds—the proudest of 
them all. How buoyantly he sits, scarcely touch¬ 
ing the crystal element, or making a ripple upon 
its surface. Every motion is an exhibition of 
grace—every change of position a new revelation 
of beauty. A few years since we made a journey 
east in search of pleasure and information, and 
while many things connected with the trip are for¬ 
gotten, the appearance of the beautiful swans in 
the ponds of R. L. Colt, of Patterson, New Jersey, 
will never be erased from our memory. While the 
feathers are purely white, the legs and bills arc 
black. The swan shows as much courage as pride, 
aud he who interferes with them at the time they 
are building their nests, or rearing their young, 
does so at his peril, as they strike tremendous 
blows with their wings, sufficient to break the arms 
of the aggressor. It usually makes a nest of grass 
and sticks on the bank of the stream or pond it 
inhabits, or ou au island, if possible, and raises^it 
sufficiently high to prevent its being overflowed 
by any rise of the water, aud lays from six to eight 
eggs. The time of incubation is about six week.-, 
and the young swans, or cygnets, as they are called, 
are of a grey color. The parents are very atten¬ 
tive to their young, teaching them to feed, and 
when they become weary, the mother takes them 
on her back and swims away with her precious 
load—a most beautiful sight, truly. 
The swan exhibits, in some cases, the same fa¬ 
miliarity with its keepers as the goose, feeding out 
of the hand, Ac., but as a general thing is quite 
shy, showing little attachment, and is much harder 
to domesticate than even the wild goose. They will 
not thrive without plenty of water, though a clear 
pond of half, or even a quarter ot an acre, will be 
sufficient for a pair and liieir young. When the 
quantity of water is small, and consequently but 
little opportunity afforded for feeding, gTaiu should 
be scattered along the edge of the water, and let¬ 
tuce, or almost any other leaves from the vegetable 
garden, if thrown into the water, they will eagerly 
devour. 
The swan is occasionally seen wild in various 
parts of the country, in large flocks. There are 
two varieties, the Trumpeter and the Whooper, this 
name being given on account of their notes. The 
iormer is the largest. A correspondent in Titus¬ 
ville, Penn., as will be seen by the following note, 
has captured a pair of these wild swans: 
“ Having captured a pair of beautiful swans, and 
not knowing how to take proper care of them, I 
wish to know if some of your numerous subscri¬ 
bers can give any information concerning them, 
their habits, &c.?” J. M. Bates, 
Never having had such good luck, we cannot 
give our experience in tamiug the wild swan. It 
would be best, however, to keep them confined, 
until, by kind treatment, feeding, Ac., they become 
as much domesticated as possible. Before letting 
ont we would clip one wing; and afterwards they 
should be watched for a few days. Perhaps some 
of our readers can give further information. 
The Black Swan is a native of Australia, and 
is similar iu its form to the White Swan, but it is 
perfectly black, with the exception of the prima¬ 
ries, and a few of the secondary quill feathers.— 
The bill is of light red color. 
THE LORD’S PRAYER. 
A simple, but beantiful poetic version of the 
Lord’s Prayer has been brought out by the Savan¬ 
nah Republican. We publish it below for the ben¬ 
efit of readers, advising such as cannot retain it 
in memory, to “ paste it in the hat:” 
Our Father who art in Heaven— 
To whom all power on earth is given— 
Hallowed be thy uloriuiL- name I 
Thy kingdom over all proclaim I 
Thy righteous will on earlh.be done. 
As 'tis in worlds beyond the sun. 
Give us, this day, our daily bread, 
And aught beside thou see'st we need, 
From all our sins free pardon give— 
Such as our foes from us receive, 
The Tempter's voice may we not heed. 
From evil by ifcj hand be freed : 
For thme'a the kingdom, thine the power ; 
And thine the glory, evermore. 
world amiss with it. Butthe life- enantcy of these 
birds is nothing compared to that of these insects 
To the accounts that I have given yon of them, I 
may add that we have watched the actions of the 
large inch and a half long ants, called bull-dogs, 
and are satisfied that they sting precisely as wasps 
do. We laid a quantity of lice which had got 
wet, to dry in the sun. A cloud of the little black 
flies settled on it; but very soon advanced a host 
of bull-dog ants. They pounced on the flies as 
tigers would on their prey, siezed the flies with 
their mandibles, and stung them with their tails. 
Their death was instant, and the ants then marched 
off with them. If the bull-only killed the black 
fly, we should regard them as no trifling benefac¬ 
tors; but they are 30 vicious, aud sting us so 
abominably on all occasions, that we wage ruth¬ 
less war on them if they enter our tent; but as to 
lulling them by cutting them to pieces, that is 
hopeless; cut them in two, and the head will im- 
midiately sieze the body, and gripe it fiercely with 
its nippers, and the tail will sting at the head_ 
They never trouble themselves to die; and the 
only way to destroy them is to crush them to 
powder. 
OaiGIN AND SEALS OF THE 3 TATE 3 .—NO. VII. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
RELIGION, 
Say not to the human heart, “ Religion is a vain 
thing; deceive not yourself of its reality.” Has 
it not been tried in the fiery furnace of affliction? 
Did you ever hear one who had turned from^the 
error of his ways say, Religion is a mockery? No, 
it i3 of Divine birth; it springs from the heart 
purified by the blood of Christ. Religion is not 
transitory; it shines with the same brightness now 
that it did in the days of the Disciples. Other 
pleasures leave, ofttiines, au aching void—the heart 
whispers, deceit,—I promised myself pleasure, but 
it is fleeting,—I prize the society of loved ones; 
they are taken from me,—I walk the gilded halls of 
fashion, mingle in the guy and giddy throng, thread 
the festive mazes of the ball room, feast my eyes 
on the beautiful works of Art, traverse the sunny 
plains of Italy, or the romantic glade 3 of Switzer¬ 
land, may view every wonder on this broad earth 
and store my mind with classic lore; but unless I 
can look “through Nature up to Nature ’3 God,” I 
will realize no true happiness. 
Let the glorious truths of the Gospel shine upon 
the mind,and whatachange; the poor and trifling 
joys of earth have no hold upon the affections; we 
seek higher and more exalted objects of enjoy¬ 
ment. Are we mourning loved ones severed by 
Death’s cold hand, the hope of meeting them be¬ 
yond the grave buoys the spirit up, and we can say, 
“Tby will be done!” Are we iu adversity—do 
those, who in brighter hours crowded around and 
made profession of unchanging love, forsake—we 
feel that we have a friend in the Saviour, one ever 
ready to sympathize, one who heeds every sigh, 
heats every prayer, and watches over us in love. 
In Him we have a friend in whom we may confide, 
knowing that “He careth (or us.” Have the rude 
winds of misfortune never fanned our cheek—are 
we surrounded by kind friends, and entering with 
all the zeal of youth upon the stage of life antici¬ 
pating pleasure,—is our miud tired with ambition, 
and our chief aim happiness,—then we must seek 
the religion of Christ, and we will find every joy 
enhanced, every ambitious aim purified, and there 
will spring up in our hearts a never-ceasing soarce 
of happiness tliat all the pleasures of this world 
can never equal. Let us glance at a scene of rev¬ 
elry; there is gorgeous display, hilarity, youth and 
beauty, joy beaming in every eye, an abundant flow 
of wit, and everything suited to please an excited 
votary of pleasure; but could we search the “deep 
recesses of the heart,'’ we would find beneath a 
feeling of dissatisfaction, a vague longing for 
something lasting, which pure and holy Religion 
alone can satisfy. Eklla. 
East Avon, N. Y., 1857. 
lead a life of celibacy, 
more singular, perhaps, as Lady Eleanor was the 
daughter of an Earl, and sixteen years older than 
her friend. In their youth both were the posses¬ 
sors of beauty and wealth, and consequently re¬ 
ceived many advantageous oilers, which they 
refused agaiu9t the remonstaneesof t.ieir relations. 
They even went so far as to elope together, but 
were overtaken and brought back by their friends. 
Attempts being made to draw Miss Butler into a 
marriage, they eloped a second time, and Miss 
Ponsonby accompanied her companion in the dis¬ 
guise of a boatman, wearing top boots and buok- 
flkin breeches, finally, in 1778, they visited 
Llangallen, and were charmed with its locality 
and beautiful scenery. They accordingly pur¬ 
chased and fitted up the estate which was their 
residence during the remainder of their lives.— 
They were very eccentric in costume, wearing 
men’s coats, neck-cloths and hats, and also cutting 
their hair short and powdering it They lived to¬ 
gether more than fifty years, and at the advanced 
age of ninety years Lady Eleanor died. Her 
companion survived her only about two years, and 
was buried by her side in the village church. 
we nact noticed many prints in the shape of an 
oblong circle in the road, and could not conjec¬ 
ture how they were formed. Our puzzle was solv¬ 
ed, however, when we stopped at a cottage to get 
some water. The spring happened to be at the 
foot of hair a dozen st-ps, and before the woman 
went, down to draw the water she slipped oil' her 
pat tens. They were made of wood, and confined 
to the feet by a strap over the toes and instep; and 
were raised about four inches from the ground by 
a little iron frame which had a circle on the bot¬ 
tom. We met many women dressed in the peculiar 
Welsh costume, traveling on foot. They walked at 
an extremely rapid pace, and carried knitting 
work in their hands, plying their fingers as fast as 
their feet. 
Llangallen. 
We entered Llangallen, and leaving our knap¬ 
sacks at an inn, set out to explore the attractions 
of this far-famed town and vale. The village itself 
consists of one main and cross street, a few lanes 
and straggling cottages. There are quite exten¬ 
sive manufactories of woolen fabrics which are 
much celebrated for their superior quality, and 
also large breweries, which, owing to the purity of 
the river water they use, make famous ale. As in 
all Welsh villages we have seen, there are plenty 
of inns; the buildings are mostly constructed of 
limestone, plastered and white-washed on the out¬ 
side. Crossing the Dee on a stone bridge which 
was built in the fourteenth century, we entered the 
fields and climbed a conical hill, the top of which 
is more than a thousand feet above the river, to 
see the rains of an uneient, castle, Dinas Bran.— 
The ruins are the oldest in Wales, and the history 
of the fortress is buried in oblivion. It was in 
ruins in the reign of Elizabeth, and it is supposed 
was erected by the Britons before the Roman inva¬ 
sion. There are a few broken arches and sbaUer- 
ed walls remaining; the stones are small butthe 
cement wonderfully tenacious. On the summit 
was a picnic party who had rode up on donkeys, 
and they appeared to enjoy the scenery and their 
bountiful dinner extremely well. The walls en¬ 
close a tine piece of turf, aud are profusely marked 
by the names of aspiring tourists. Am nn . 
©rn®©. 
MAINE. 
In geographical position Maine is the most 
north-easterly State of the Republic, extending 
trom latitude 43° to 47° 24' N., and between long¬ 
itude G 1 - and 10° E. from Washington. The State 
contains an area of 35,000 square miles. It has 
been estimated that ozie-sixth of the surface of 
Maine consists of water, lakes being almost pro¬ 
fusely scattered throughout the State. Some of 
these are of good size and are celebrated for the 
picturesque beauties of their scenery. Their shores 
are adorued with villages, aud the intervales along 
their margins comprise the most fertile and best 
cultivated soil in her borders. The principal of 
these are Mooseiiead, Scbago, Chesuacook and 
Umbagog. Maine possesses considerable sea-coast 
and her shores are indented with deep bays, form¬ 
ing many excellent harbors. The Great Eastern 
(the largest steamship in the world, now building 
in England, an account and diagrams of which 
have been given in the Rural,) has her harbor in 
Portland. Flic face of the country along the coast 
is level, but rises on proceeding inlaud, and, for 
the most part, the State is hilly—the highest point. 
Mi. K.itahdin, rising to the height of 5,335 feet 
above the level of the ocean. 
The biate is divided into 15 counties, and in 
1850 the population amounted to 5S3.I60. The 
number of dwellings at the same period was 95,- 
797—farms 4G.7H0—manufacturing establishments 
3,(182. Capital invested ia farms $-54,301,748—in 
manufactures $14,700,452. The audeared lauds 
are of great extent and furnish an immense amount 
of pine and other lumber. Marble aud lime are 
extensively imported. On the coast large quanti- 
And this is the sum total of your life; and the 
world "owes you a living!” For what? How 
came it indebted to you to that amount? What 
have you done for it? What family in distress 
have you befriended ? What products have you 
created? What miseries have you alleviated?— 
What errors have you removed? What arts have 
you perfected? The world owes you a living? Idle 
man, never was there a more absurd idea! Yon 
have been a tax. a sponge upon the world ever 
since you came into it. It is your creditor to u 
vast amount. Your liabilities are immense, your 
assets are nothing, and you say the world is owing 
you. Go to! The amount in which you stand in¬ 
debted to the world is more than you will ever 
have the power to liquidate. You owe the world 
the labor of your two strong arms and all the skill 
in work they might have gained; you owe the 
world the labor of that brain of yours, the sympa¬ 
thy of that heart, the energies of your being; you 
owe the world the whole moral and intellectual 
capabilities of a manl Awake, then, from that 
dreamy, do-nothing state of slothfulness in which 
you live, and let us no longer hear the false asser¬ 
tion that the world is owing you until von h*vn 
They are rather 
scarce, even in Europe, and we do not now recol¬ 
lect of having seen but one alivo in this country, 
aud the owner was endeavoring to find it a mate, 
but with rather a poor prospect of success. 
In truth, this country seems the favorite home 
of insect life; insects here are endless iu numbers 
and form. Many are most singular aud curious; 
but the Ants, the Flies, the Centipedes, and the 
Scorpions are a terrific nuisance. The bite of all 
these is severe and venomous. There is a red Spi¬ 
der, too, whose bite is said to be deadly; buttfie 
nuts are the most numerous, next to the flies.— 
They cover the whole surface of the ground, I 
might almost say of the whole colony—of all 
colors and sizes, and almost every variety of them 
stiug keenly. Nor ia it the ground only on which 
they swarm; there is not a log lying on the ground, 
nor a tree standing on the forest, up and down 
which they arc not creeping in myriads. Trains 
of them are con tantly ascending to the topmost 
twigs of the loftiest gum trees, two hundred and 
fifty feet high, and other trains descending. They 
appeared to he a main cause of the prevalent hol¬ 
lowness of the trees, as they pierce to the centre 
of the youngest ones, and eat ont and make their 
nests in their hearts. They eat the wood of the 
boughs, so that immense arms full off, with a sud¬ 
den snap, just as if they had been cut asunder by 
an ax. The other day, we cut down a young 
stringy-bark tree, and split it, to make some 
trestles, and the heart of it was all eaieu out, and 
occupied by ants. Those insects, rnanyof them an 
inch long, fiercely contest the ground with us when 
we are pitching our tents in any Iresh place, and 
their sting is as severe as that of a wasp. 
Curb for Religious Depression. —The best 
way to dispel the fears for our personal safety, is 
to labor ior the salvation of others. Professed 
Christians often get into a morbid state of mind 
about their religious prospects. They are afraid 
they shall not be saved. Perhaps they will not.— 
If that is their chief anxiety, they do not deserve 
to be. It is very selfish always to be thinking 
about their own future happiness, and in their ter¬ 
rible fears they are paying the just penalty of their 
low ambition. But let them go out of themselves, 
and try to secure the salvation of others, and all 
their tears are gone. Tneu they are doing God’s 
work, and they have no doubt of his^love. 
" hen reminded of their want of progress in ag¬ 
riculture and manufactures, the Spaniards relate a 
legend that Adam, once upon a time, requested 
leave to revisit this world; leave was granted, and 
an angel commissioned to conduct him. On wings 
ol love the patriarch hastened to bis native earth; 
but so changed, so strange all seemed to him, that 
ho felt at home nowhere till he got to Portugal.— 
“Ah, here,” exclaimed he, “set me down here; 
everything here is just as I left it.” 
Truk Nobility. —If it be au ennobling fact that 
one can trace his lineage through a succession of 
illustrious nobles, how much must be.the dignity 
which rests on one who can claim to be a child, 
not of the royalty that is doomed to die, butof the 
King of kings, the everlasting Father, who is 
throned on the riches and the glory of the uni¬ 
verse. It is this conviction .that dims^the splen¬ 
dor of an earthly crown, and sheds a halo ofjbeauty 
and of dignity upon the head of the~orphan and 
the hovel of the peasant. 
How true is the following choice paragraph 
from the pen of Dauiel Webster:—"If we work 
upon marble, it will perish; if we work upon brass, 
time will efface it; if we rear temples, they will 
crumble into dust. But if we work upon immortal 
minds it we imbue them with high principles, 
with the just fear of God, and of their tellow-meu, 
we engrave on those tables something which no 
time cun efface, but which will brighten to all 
eternity.” 
Every lie .great or small, is the brink of a preci¬ 
pice, the depth ot which nothing but Omniscience 
can fathom. 
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