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APRIL 25 
MOORE'S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER 
WELCOME TO SPRING 
[Entered according to Act of Congress in tho year 1857, 
I). D. T. Mooke, in tho Clerk's Office of tire District 
Court for tho Northern District of New York J 
Welcome! glad and 
Every heart re - 
Perfume sweet will 
teous Spring, With thy soft and 
dent beats To bid thee welcome 
the breeze Soon be wafted 
O'er our hearts thy 
Bird and fiow’r—all 
From the lofty. 
LETTEE IX. —ENGLAND 
BY GLEZEN F. WILCOX, 
HOPE ON, HOPE EYER 
Livel y 
Words by Miss L uc y A. Randall, 1849 . 
goading care, each goading care, Bear away each goading care, 
radiant wing, thy radiant wing, The glories on thy radiant wing 
violet’s sigh, the violet’s sigh, To the simple violet’s sigh. 
Onward, still onward, our watchword shall be, Through trouble and 
sorrow of childhood, the tear in its eye, Is ~ but as a 
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in mirth are seen, hi joyful play and mirth are seen, 
their notes prolong, Will their gladsome notes prolong. 
Yes welcome here, Welcome! welcome, welcome here! 
play are seen, 
notes prolong, 
welcome here 
3. When school-hours are over, we’ll join in the song 
4. Then onward dear school-mates, let hope give us strength, 
That floats in its 
, To win the bright 
sor - row per 
dew-drop that 
haps we may see 
sun - beams will drv 
beau-ty the still air a - long, 
laurels that wait us at length 
And laughter is ring - ing its notes through the glen: 
id when long years have crown’d us, re - membranee shall gaze 
Oh, are we not hap - py in childhood’s joy, then ! 
Yith joy on our childhood and hap - py school-days. 
in Britain. It possesses a few old churches, and 
the remains of former fortifications, but its chief 
object of interest is the stately castle. We set 
out in the morning to visit it, but first went to the 
bridge across the Avon just below, whence there 
is a view of surpassing beauty. We next traversed 
a narrow street, by ancient houses with brown and 
mossy thatched roofs, and overhanging upper 
stories, and stopped by tho margin of the sedgy 
Avon, just under the castle walls. Hero was one of 
the most perfect pictures I ever beheld. 'Ihe old 
mill, situated between the walls and water’s edge 
was singing at its linsylabor, and in the door stood 
the miller with his white smock frock, and by bis 
side upon some meal bags sat bis favorite cat— 
Two stately swans, with proudly arching necks, 
floa’cd on the still waters by the brink. On the 
opposite side the trees dropped their mossy foliage 
into the clear stream, and backward extended the 
green, shaded by magnificent elms. A little down 
the stream stood the gray ruins of a bridge, with 
ivy growing over the shattered arches. 
Returning to the main entrance we lifted the 
heavy knocker, and struck three raps on the oaken 
gate. Our summons was forthwith answered by 
the porteress who unbarred the gate, and took ua 
into the lodge, where are kept the relics of Guv. 
A giant indeed must Guy, Earl of Warwick, have 
been if effectually he could weild that huge two- 
handed sword on the battle field. It is double-edged, 
about five feet long, and weighs twenty pounds.— 
Here also are his shield, helmet and breast plate, 
and altogether the armor weighs one linudred and 
seven pounds, ner© is his walking staff' and tilt¬ 
ing pole, both in keeping with the rest. In the 
centre of the room stands his famous punch bowl 
which holds more than a hundred gallons. It is 
made of bell metal and has the properties of a 
bell. The porteress struck it and a clear but deaf¬ 
ening sound in that small room was returned. A 
stono coflin which was dug np in the castle yard is 
also shown with other ancient arms and armor.— 
Wo followed a winding road out through the solid 
rock for more than a hundred yards, adorned with 
over-hanging shrubs and Lichens, and passed 
through the gate of the castle into the spacious 
court-yard. There is walk round the out side, but in 
the center is a level lawu smooth as a lady's check, 
and the brightest green. On the right stands 
Guy's tower, the loftiest iu the pile, aud on the 
left Cicsai’a tower. At the further end of the 
court-yard is the mount and keep now overgrown 
with treos and shrubs, and to tlie left of the yard 
is the habitable part of the castle. 
We ascended a flight of stone steps nnder a 
gothic porcb, and entered the Great Hall. This 
indeed is a magnificent apartment,being sixty-two 
lent long, forty wide and thirty-five high. It is 
wain scoated with oak, and the floor is composed 
of square slabs of red and white marble which 
were cut and polished iu Venice. There is a wind- 
dial over the fireplace, the pointer of which is 
moved by a vane on the top of the building. The 
walls are hung with curious specimens of ancient 
aims and armor, aud tho trophies of the chase,— 
One pair of antlers is said to have been brought 
from America, aud among tho armor is Cromwell's 
helmet. We next entered tho Red Drawing 
Room, which contains many beautiful and costly 
paintings and vases. There is also a table, the top 
of which is a marblesl&b,inlaid with preoiousstones. 
der by far than even the granite sarcophagi of the 
Theban kings — how much grander than any hu¬ 
man sepulchers anywhere else. And all for the 
successive corpse of the bull Apis! These gal¬ 
leries formed part of the great temple of Serapis, 
in which the Apis mummies were deposited; and 
here they lay, not in royal, but in divine state.— 
The walla of the entrances are covered with ex- 
votos. In one porch there is a painting at full 
length, black and white, of the Bull himself as he 
was in life. 
One other trace remains of the old Memphis.— 
It had its own great temple, as magnificent as that 
of Ammon, at Karnac, dedicated to the Egyptian 
Vulcan, Pthah. Of this not a vestige remains.— 
Herodotus describes that Sesostris, ihatisRama- 
ses, built a colossal statue of himself in front of 
of the great gateway. And there accordingly—as 
is usually seen by travelers, is the last memorial of 
that wonderful king, whichthey bear away in their 
recollections of Egypt Deep in the forestpalms, 
before described, in a little pool of water left by 
the inundations, which year by year always cover 
the spot lies a gigantic trunk, its back upward.— 
The names of Racuascs 13 on the belt The face 
lies downward, but is visible in profile and quite 
perfect, and the very same as at Ipsambu], with 
the only exception that the features are more 
feminine and more beautiful, and the peculiar 
hang of the lip, is not here.— Stanley's Sinai and 
Palestine. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker 
LINES, 
Wet should you make this world your home, 
Or deem her flowers so fair ? 
Beneath the roses thorns are hid,— 
Grieflies in ambush there. 
Heed not the flatterer's siren voice, 
Nor join her giddy throng ; 
The smiles, the promises are false 
With which she lures you on. 
But turn to where yon banner waves 
So gently in the air, 
Emblazoned wilh the cross of Cubist — 
Go join His army there. 
Aye ! battle for the Crown of Life, 
Nor till your latest breath 
Resign your sword, if you would be 
Yictorious e’en in death. 
Then shall the victor's brows be crowned 
By Gon’s own kingly hand ; 
For life and immortality 
Await that soldier land. 
The Rectory, Truxton, N. Y., 1S57. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
CHRISTIANITY' vs. BARBARISM. 
The object of Christianity is to teach the right 
and carry it into practice, while it condemns the 
wrong. Many seem to think that because Christi¬ 
anity is not perfect in all its phases, the world ex¬ 
periences no good from it. But we would strive 
to remove this impression. Christianity has sub¬ 
dued the most morose and nnpleasing disposition 
visited the dark and dismal abode of man, and 
carried light into its midst. 
The Arab of the desert has left his wandering 
life, and sought instruction from the man of God. 
The wild and fierce sports of the Indian, have 
passed neglected, and true wisdom is sought for. 
The superstition of the Oriental ccuntiies looked 
upon as vague and foolish, and the Turk bows not 
when the cry from the Minaret summo ns all to pray¬ 
er. He worships a true and eternal God in whose 
love he is rich. 
We all love to turn to a place we call home, and 
oft at the twilight hour, imagination pictures us 
as sitting by the side of loved ones, and sharing 
in their domestic bliss and happiness. But too 
often we forget to search into the cause. Christi¬ 
anity has its influence here. It enters our dwel¬ 
lings like an angel, and lulls ns into a quiet repose 
with its silvery wings. If this essential attribute 
was excluded from society, what happiness would 
we, or could we experience? It is to society what 
the foundation is to the building. Without it no¬ 
thing pure or holy would exist. The morals of 
the people would become polluted as they were be¬ 
fore Jsscs Christ took upon him a body of flesh. 
And thus Christianity has produced civilization, 
love and happiness. a. b. c. 
New York, 1S57. 
The camel drivers are a hardy, robust race, who 
have seldom throughout their lives any other can¬ 
opy over their heads night or day, snow or roiD, 
than tho heavens, F.nveloped in their sheep skin 
cloaks, and squatted round snch fire as the weather 
will permit of their having, they vociferate rather 
than talk and sing, and smoke, and areas content¬ 
ed as though they were snugly seated in some 
baronial hall. They sleep an hour or so profound¬ 
ly, and wake np as refreshed as though their couch 
had been eider-down, instead of the damp earth, 
and as though they had had the finest blankets in¬ 
stead of frost for their coverlet. On the whole, 
nothing can exceed the hard life which these poor 
fellows lead. Bnffetted and reviled by Turkish of¬ 
ficials or European merchants, they toil on the 
road, screaming to each other, or to their submis¬ 
sive but, occasionally truant camels. Now a bale 
is hanging over a precipice, and must be adjusted; 
and the cameliers hurry to each other with frantic 
clamor, their gaunt muscular limbs quivering with 
excitement. *• C"st un people ertard,” says Lamar¬ 
tine ; and so in good truth they are. It is by no 
means an uncommon thing for them to lose their 
voices for a while after au unusually disastrous 
accident to a camel, so perseveringly and inces¬ 
santly had they bawled their injunctions, reproach¬ 
es and imprecations after the poor beast ere it 
completed the mischief.— Neal's Syria, Palestine 
and .iija Minor. 
Memphis was the second capital of Egypt — 
sometimes the first—and there the Pharaohs lived 
at the time of the Exodus; and there, if its monu¬ 
ments had remained, might have been found the 
traces of the Israelites, which we seek in vain 
elsewhere. Historically and religiously it ought 
to bo as Interesting as Thebes. Yet Thebes still 
remains quite unrivalled. There was never any¬ 
thing at Memphis like that glorious circle of hills 
—there is now nothing like those glorious ruins. 
Still it is a striking place. Imagine a wide green 
plain, greener than anything else to be seen in 
Egypt, A vast succession of paim-groves, almost 
like the Ravenna pine-forest in extent, runs along 
the river-side, springing in many spots from green 
turf. Behind these palm-forests — behind the 
plain — rises the African range; and behind that 
again, “even as the hills stand round about Je¬ 
rusalem,” so stand the Pyramids round about 
Memphis. These are to Memphis ns the royal 
tombs to Thebes, that is the sepulchers of the 
kings of Lower, as those of Upper Egypt. And 
such as the view now is, such it must have been 
as far back as history extends. They are not ac¬ 
tually as old as the hills, but they are the oldest 
monuments of Egypt and of the world, and such 
as wo see them in that distant outline, each group 
rising at successive intervals — Dashas, Sakata, 
Abou-Sir and Ghizeb—such they seemed to Moses, 
to Joseph, perhaps to Abraham. They are the 
sepulchers of the kings, and in the sand-hills at 
their feet are the sepulchers of the ordinary in¬ 
habitants of Memphis. 
For miles you walk through layers of hones and 
skulls and mummy swarthings, extending from 
the sand, or deep down in the shaft-like mummy- 
pits; aud amongst tho mummv-pits are vast gal¬ 
leries filled with mummies of Ibises, in red jars, 
once filled, but now gradually despoiled. And 
lastly—only discovered recently — are long gal¬ 
leries hewn iu the rock, and opening from time to 
time — say every fifty yards — into high arched 
vaults, under each of which reposes tho most 
magnificent black marble sarcophagus that can be 
A Lifeless St vte of He art. —You said in one 
of your letters, that you had then little delight in 
prayer. That is jnst my grief at present, and I 
have, what ia worse, no desire after God. 0! of 
all my different states of feeling, I shudder most 
at that, when I seem If I had no peed to seek God 
in prayer; I had far rather long, even to agony, to 
get a sense of God’s presence, than be as I am 
now, so lifeless; my soul seems completely dried 
up within me. Were you ever in that state, when 
yon cannot pray at all, because you do not know 
what to ask for? I like to feel my need of God, 
for then he is precious.— Sonar's “ Stranger Here. ,> 
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