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MOOEFS RUEAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
AUGUST 8. 
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[Ik tho Rural of July 4th, there appeared, as a selec¬ 
tion, a poem entitled “ The Magical Ide in the River of 
Time," purporting to be the production of a lady, Having 
since ascertained that a literary piracy had been commit¬ 
ted, and that, in addition to the fin oi appropriation, the 
beauties of the original had been marred, doubtless for the 
pnrpose of escapiog detection, we give this week the 
genuine article. Vc hope the established reputation of 
the author will not interfere with nor overshadow the 
sprouting laurels of younger would-be-poets whose fame 
is yet to be achieved.— Eds.] 
THE LONG AGO. 
BY B. F. TAYLOR. 
Oh! a wonderful s trestn is the river Time, 
Ae it runs through the realm of tears, 
With a faultless rhythm »»d a musical ibyme, 
And a boundless sweep and a eurge sublime, 
As it blends with the Ocean of Years. 
How the winters are dilfting, like flakes of snow, 
And the f nmmers, like buds between; 
And the year in the sheaf—so they come and they go, 
On the river's breast, with ils ebb and flow, 
As it glides in the shadow and sheen. 
There's a magical Islb up the river Time, 
Where the softest of nirB are playing; 
There's a cloudless sky and a tropical clime, 
And a song as sweet as a vesper chime, 
And the Janes with the rotes are staying. 
And the name of that Isle la the LOKo Aoo, 
And we bury our treasures there; 
There are brows of beauty sud bosoms of snow— 
They are heaps of dust,—but wo loved them sol— 
There are trinkets and tresses of hair; 
There are fragments of song that nobody sings, 
And a part of an infant's prayer; 
There’s a lnte unswept, and a harp without strings, 
There are broken vows and pieces of rings, 
And the garments that she used to wear. 
There aTe hands that are waved, when the fairy shore, 
By the Mirage Is lifted in air; 
And we sometimes hear, through the turbulent roar, 
Sweet voices we heard in the days gone before, 
When the wind down the liver is fair. 
Oh, remember'd for aye, be tbeblersed Isle, 
All the day of our life ’till night— 
When the evening comeB with its beautiful smile, 
And our eyes are closing to slumber awhile. 
May that “ Greenwood" of Soul be in light! 
ife’* tem 
[Entered according to Act of Congress, in the yenr 1857 r by 
D. B ^ Moore, in the Clerk's Office of the District 
Court for the Northern Ui&trict of New York.] 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
EVA, THE MINISTER’S WIFE. 
BY MBS MARY J. HOLMES. 
The pulpit at Ellingwood had long been filled 
by ParBon C-, a white haired, aged man, who 
for thirty years had broken to his people tho bread 
of life aud whoee palsied l and had sprinkled the 
baptismal water on many a youthful brow, which 
now in the better land, waa encircled by a crown 
of never fading glory. Bnt, the old man’s work 
was well nigh ended, aud one Sabbath he told his 
congregation with quivering lips and streaming 
eyeB that he could preach for them no longer. 
And so a younger man, fresh from the Universi¬ 
ty, was called to fill his place. Seldom before, or 
since, has the old atone church at Ellingwood been 
so densely crowded as it was on the first Sabbath 
after Mr. Stanwoou’s arrival, lor many strangers, 
besides those who had become somewhat disaUoct- 
ed under Parson C-’s administration, now 
came to hear the new minister. The large, velvet- 
cnaluoned pew of Widow Buss, who lived with 
her four daughters of a certain age, in the big, 
white house on the hill side, was again occupied, a 
thing which had not. been for months, as the 
widow bad taken offense at Parson C-, be¬ 
cause he one Sabbath preached a sermon on elec¬ 
tion, in which he firmly believed, while on the next 
Sabbath he refused to preach one on Abolitionism, 
in which he also believed, bnt not exactly as 
Widow Bliss did, he thinking it just possible that 
there might now and then be a good Christian 
south of 41 Mason and Dixon’s line,” while Mrs. 
Bliss openly denounced them all. 
As the lamented husband of the widow had 
borne the title of General, his lady thought herself 
of considerable consequence, and so, because sbe 
couldn’t rule the church, she withheld her patron¬ 
age, groaning over its wretched condition, while 
her eldest daughtor, Matilda, who went slip-shod 
and affected to be literary, wrote several newspa¬ 
per articles touching the necessity of having for 
a minister 41 a man of humanity , a man of common 
sense and a man of God.” But now a new era was 
dawning upon the five Blisses. Parson C - 
had resigned his poBt, which was to be filled by a 
young, a handsome, and what was better than all, 
an unmarried man! This last was possibly the 
reason why, on the first Sabbath of Mr. Stan- 
wood’s labors, there were in the congregation so 
many young ladies, and why Matilda Bliss 
dressed herself with auch unusual care, flourishing 
her gold pencil and sheet of foolscap so that Mr. 
Starwood might know she wub taking notes of 
his sermon, which she pronounced to he "the 
most impressive, touching, and sublime discourse 
she had heard,” and then, too, she knew he had a 
fine ear for music by the way he scowled 44 when 
Joliet Lindsey screamed so load in the gallery 1” 
Was there ever a choir of singers who did not 
quarrel more or less? If 60 , it waa not the choir 
of Ellingwood, which as long as Matilda Bliss 
led the van, were in a continual uproar. Besides 
being pitched on three fiats, Matilda’s voice had 
in it a slight crack, just big enough to let all the 
bad sounds out, while it resolutely kept all the 
good ones in. Of this, however, she was not in 
the least aware, aud when her fellow singers made 
an effort to dislodge her from their ranks, there 
was war at once, the five Blisses, with a few others, 
heading one party, while every body else headed 
the other. The contest was a fierce one, but it 
ended in the removal of Matilda and the instal¬ 
lation in her plaoe of Jui.ikt Lindsey, on whom 
the five Blisses over after looked with evil eyes, 
the widow sometimes groaning audibly and drop¬ 
ping suddenly into her seat when Juliet, on pur¬ 
pose to tease her, poured out, some of her loudest, 
strains. 
Once, as the people were leaving the church, 
Matilda whispered to Juliet’s sister Mary, ask¬ 
ing her ‘‘if her grandmother wore not in the gal¬ 
lery that, day.” 
“Grandma! Why no,” exclaimed Mary, 44 What 
made you think to?” 
"Ob,” returned Matilda, “I didn’t turn round 
when they were singing, hut I heard a voice which 
sounded so much like an old woman's that I 
thought> perhaps, Joliet was sick and your grand¬ 
mother had taken her place!"—and with a feeling 
of relief the amiable lady walked away. 
For a few months after this the pew of the 
Blisses was vacant, during whloh time there en¬ 
sued a degree of quiet, and when they came again 
to church, the singing was of minor importance, 
as Matilda had conceived the idea of becoming 
Mrs. Starwood. To accomplish this, the young 
minister, full ten years her junior, was each week 
invited to take tea at the "Mansion,” as they 
termed their place of residence,—Mrs. Bliss and 
her other three daughters usually managing to 
leave him alone for some time with the learned 
Matilda who spared no pains to impress him with 
a sense of her superior wisdom. Many of his 
books were borrowed, looked through, marked, 
and returned, always by Matilda herself, who 
thuB became a frequent visitor at his study, where 
she sometimes staid for hours, greatly to the an¬ 
noyance ol the yonng maD, who grew fidgety nnder 
the infliction. 
At last he one day left for the city of Elms, 
where, rumor said, there dwelt a dark-eyed girl, 
who would ere long come to Ellingwood as the 
clergyman's wife. But to this Mre. Bliss was ut¬ 
terly incredulous. 41 She knew better,—Mr. Stan- 
woop would never have given so much encourage¬ 
ment to Matilda, if he had been engaged to some 
one else;—it was all a sheer falsehood, and bo they 
would find. - ’ 
She changed her mind, however, when on the 
first Sabbath after Mr. Stan wood's return, he 
brought with him to church a pale, fragile crea¬ 
ture, who leaned confidingly npon his arm, and 
then, the moment he left her, shrank like a startled 
fawn from the prying eyes which gazed bo curi¬ 
ously upon her. 8be was very beautiful, too beau¬ 
tiful lor the envious Matilda, and forthwith from 
the mansion on the hill side open hostilities were 
declared against the neat cottage in the valley, 
where the young stranger, scarcely yet seventeen, 
first tried the mysteries of housekeeping, of which 
she was as ignorant as the merest child. Of course 
her mistakes were numerous and ludicrous, elicit¬ 
ing from that portion of the villagers who followed 
in the wake of the Blisses, many ill-natured re¬ 
marks concerning herself and husband, the latter 
of whom was most severely censured for giving to 
his people a wife who knew no better than “to bake 
bread in the morning and throw it away at night.” 
In Eliingwood, which boasted many excellent 
housekeepers, who thought the scrubbing of a 
door, or the dusting of a chair, the chief end of 
women, to bo ignorant of bread-making was, of 
course, a great fault, bnt it was soon forgotten in 
the more serious accusat ions brought against her 
by Matilda Bliss, who said, “she was neither a 
scholar nor a Christian.” The former was proved 
by her declining to write for 44 The Young Ladies’ 
Literary Society,” saying, as an excuse, that “she 
had never written an article fit to be seen in her 
life.” For the latter charge there was still more 
decisive proof, as she had more than once been 
heard to say that she thought there was no harm 
in occasionally dancing in one’s own parlor, and 
that when at home she and her brother frequently 
amused themselves in this way between day-light 
and dark. 
This was enough for the Bliu&cs, and the next 
Sabbath their velvet-cushioned pew was again va¬ 
cant, for they could not in conscience listen to a 
minister who would marry a woman that had no 
religion! There must be something wrong in him, 
and suddenly they remembered many things 
which they had seen, all of which proved that 1 be 
was not what he should be.” The Blisses were not 
without their influence, which ere long began to 
manifest itself in the gradual dropping off of the 
members of Mr. Stakwoop’s congregation, some 
of whom went, over to the Methodist, while others 
betook themselves to the parlors of the mansion, 
where every Sabbath an opposition meeting was 
held, the zealous Matilda usually leading and 
praying long and loud for “victory over her 
enemies.” 
To a sensitive nature like Mrs. Stanwood’s this 
state Of things was exceediugly annoying, for she 
felt that in some way Bbe was the cause of it, and 
at length her health, always delicate, began to fail. 
Bbe was the last of five beautiful sisters, who one 
by one had fallen victims to that great New Eng¬ 
land destroyer, consumption. In her case, as in 
theirs, there were no weary days and nights of 
paid and watching, but a gradual undermining of 
the well-springs of life. From the first Mr. Stan- 
wood had foreseen the result. He knew there 
was death in her veins, and that sooner or later 
his fireside would be desolate and she would he 
gone; so when the storm without rolled its nngry 
surges over and around him, be cared but little if 
he only shielded her Irorn its force. But this he 
could not do, for she saw everything which was 
passing, and day by day the light in her blue eye 
grew brighter and brighter, while the hectic 
bloom upon her cheek took a deeper hue. 
And all this time she came among the people as 
of old;—not a Sabbath was she missed from 
church until pne morning in the Indian Summer 
time, when there was heard in Ellingwood the toll¬ 
ing bell, and as they counted seventeen, they won¬ 
dered who had gone. Half an hour ufter there 
came to them the startling news that Eva Stan- 
wood was dead—that she died in the night with 
ao one near but her husband! It was true. Eva 
was dead, and the next day towards the hour of 
sunset the stone church was filled to its utmost 
capacity, and among those present none sobbed 
louder or hung over tho lifeless form more ten¬ 
derly than did Matilda Bliss! Possibly remorse 
might have touched her hard heart, but few had 
charity enough to think so. The grief, however, 
of the other members, who had strayed so far 
awity, was more Bincere, and around young Eva’s 
coffin many who had been estranged, graBped the 
friendly hand and mingled together their tears of 
sorrow. 
It was terrible to witness the anguish of the 
pastor, which was not manifest in any loud out¬ 
break of feeling, but was visible in every lineament 
of his face,—in the spasmodic quivering of his 
white lips, and in the low, bitter moans of agony, 
which had in them the tones of a broken heart, as 
he bowed his manly bead and wept over her be 
had called his for the brief space of a yenr. They 
buried her on a snnny slope, and from her early 
grave came more than one lesson of good to the 
inhabitants of Ellingwood. At first they feared 
lest their pastor should leave them, but “Eva’s 
grave was there,” he said, “and he would rather 
remain.” So he staid, and from that time forth 
scaroely one was missing from bis coDgregation r 
and when ho saw how united in mind and heart 
they wero, he felt that through his afflictions good 
had come to them, and that Eva had not died in 
vaiD. 
WIT AND SENTIMENT. 
Owls look wiser than eagles, and many a sheep¬ 
skin passes for chamois. 
We can fish little out of the river Lethe that haB 
not first been thrown in it. 
In trifles, infinitely clearer than great deeds, ac¬ 
tual character is displayed. 
In wo get knowledge into our minds edgewise, 
it will soon find room to turn. 
The intelligent have a right over the ignorant— 
the right of instructing them. 
Traits of character which you seek to conceal, 
you had better seek to reform. 
It is a noble species of revenge to have the 
power of severe retaliation, and not to exercise it. 
Flowers are the alphabets of angels, where¬ 
with they write on hills and plains mysterious 
truths. 
More pleasing than dew-drops that sparkle upon 
the roses, are tears that pity gathers upon the cheek 
of beauty. 
TnE purest joy that we can experience in one 
we love, is to see that person a source of happi¬ 
ness to others. 
Men want restraining as well as propelling 
power. The good ship is provided with anchors 
as well as sails. 
The greatest organ in the world, some old bach¬ 
elor says, is the organ of Bpeeeh in a woman—it is 
an organ without stops. 
Antiquary— too often a collector of valuables 
that are worth nothing, and a collector of all that 
Time has been glad to forget 
Tns sacred book of the ancient. Persians says; 
“11 you wish to be a saint, instruct you children; 
because all the good they do will be imputed 
to you.” 
A young lady who was rebuked by her mother, 
for kissing her intended, justified the act, by quot¬ 
ing the passage— 44 Whatsoever ye would that man 
shonld do unto you, do ye even so unto them.” 
What a world of gossip would be prevented if 
it was only remembered that a person who tells 
you of the faults of others, intends to tell others 
of your faults. 
A great many people have some knowledge of 
the world, although the world baa no knowledge 
whatever of them, and not particular desiroto ac¬ 
quire any. 
“Where a woman,” says Mrs. Partington, “has 
once married with a cotgealing heart, and one that 
beats responsible to her own, she will never want 
to enter the maritime state again.” 
A young lady who was recommended to exer¬ 
cise for the benefit of her health, replied—“ I will 
jump at an offer of marriage, and run my own 
risk, if that kind of exercise will do you.” 
Aaron Bephcg, of Montgomery Co., Ivy., wants 
the legislature to change his name. The reason is, 
that his sweetheart won’t many him with such a 
name, because “she ain’t agoing to have her chil¬ 
dren called little Bedbugs!” 
The editor of the Lynn (Mass.) News thinks 
childrenV) games are becoming popular with older 
persons now-a-days, as he has seen, recently, “ a 
large number of full grown men chasing hoops in 
our streets.” 
It is better to love a person yon cannot marry, 
than to marry a person you cannot love. This is 
a short text for a long sermon which human ex¬ 
perience will continue to preach until the last syl¬ 
lable of recorded time. 
Disraeli once wrote of a certain fine lady:— 
“She had certainly some qualities to shine in a 
fashionable circle. She had plenty of apathy; was 
tolerably illiterate; was brilliantly vain, aud fertile¬ 
ly capricious; acquiesced with every one, and 
diffased universal smiles.” 
Dr. Conyers, of London, dissected a person who 
died for love, and found an impression of a lady’s 
face upon his heart. That’s nothing. Dupuytrcn, 
of Paris, once opened a man, and found that his 
colon was half gone; in fact, he had only a semi¬ 
colon. 44 Ah,” observed Ricord, in English, when 
tho fact was narrated to him, 44 that was what, put 
a period to lim life.” 
Mm Pormn, Secretary of the Navy, made a 
journey North about two years age. When he 
reached Portland Maine, the telegraph announced 
his arrival as “Scc’y Dobbin;” this was soon by 
another transmission changed to "Stacy’s Dob¬ 
bin;” then to “the Steamer Dobbin;” then to 
“Sarah Dobbin.” By the time the Secretary 
reached home he hardly knew his own name. 
You will never convince a man of ordinary 
sense by overbearing bis understanding. II yon 
dispute with him in such a manner as to show 
a due deference for his judgment, your complai¬ 
sance may win him, though your saucy arguments 
could not. 
“ Be good, and leave the rest to heaven,” was tho 
advice given by the poor curate to Dr. Syntax, and 
it is a counsel that wo all would do well to follow. 
It is too often a fault that good is checked through 
a weak distrust of Providence in the minds of the 
conservative. What is right? should be the ques¬ 
tion, and what is right must ultimate in right 
That was a pretty conceit of a romantic hus¬ 
band and father whose name was Rose, who named 
his daughter “ Wild,” so that she grew up under 
the appellation of " Wild Rose.” But the romance 
of the name was Badly spoiled in a few years, for 
she married a man by the name of 44 Bull.” 
ouijj's Conur. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorkor 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 10 letters. 
My 1, 9, 6, 10 is a kind of grain. 
My 2, 8,10 is a domestic fowl. 
My 3, 5, 0, 7, 8 is a large wave. 
My 4, 8,10 is an instrument used in writing. 
My 6, 6, 10 is a kind of vase. 
My 6, 9, 7, 5, 8 is a dishonest person. 
My 7, 8, 9, G, 7, 8 is a boy’s name. 
My 8, 5, 6, 9, 4, 8 is a division of the earth. 
My 9, 2 is an interjection. 
My 10, 8, 7, 5, 3 is a kind of liquor. 
My whole is the name of a distinguished Eng¬ 
lish Minister. J. m. d. 
Urbuna, N. Y., 1867. 
Answer next week. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
CHARADE. 
I’ve always been, and aye shall be 
While time shall last. Eternity 
Shall hear my tread, while down the steep, 
The rush of generations sweep. 
My form though crush’d again shall rise, 
With glory beaming in the skies. 
And not one strobe of time can Bhow, 
My long oppression here below. 
No waves, nor tides can me debar, 
My humble voice shall sound afar 
’Till all the world shall know my name, 
My kingdom, and my sovereign reign. 
Schuyler, N. Y,, 1867. F. K. Pirrcr. 
JZS?' Answer next week. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma in No. 395:— 
“ O, wad some pow’r the giftie gie ns 
To see oursols as ithors see us I” 
Answer to Biblical Enigma in No. 394:—Seta 
watch, O Lord, before my mouth; keep the door 
of my lips. 
-- 
SPEAK KINDLY TO YOUR MOTHER. 
Young man, speak kindly to your mother, and 
courteously, tenderly of her. But a little time, and 
yon shall see her no more forever. Her eye is 
dim, her form is bent, and her shadow falls toward 
the grave. Others may love you fondly; but never 
again while time is yours, Bhall any one’s love be 
to you as that of your old, trembling, weakened 
mother has been. 
Through helpless infancy her throbbing breast 
was your safe protection and support; in wayward, 
testy boyhood, she boro patiently with your 
thoughtless rudeness; she pursued you safely thro’ 
a legion of ills and maladies. 
Her hand bathed your burning brow, or moist 
ened your parched lips; her eyes lighted up the 
darkness of nightly vigils, watching sleepless by 
your side as none but her could watch. O, speak 
not her name lightly, for you cannot live ao many 
years as would suffice to thank her fully. Thro’ 
recklcHH and impatient youth, she Is your counselor 
and solace. To a bright manhood she guides your 
steps to improvement; nor ever forsakes nor for¬ 
gets. Speak gently, then, and reverently of your 
mother; aud when yon, too, shall be old, it Bhall in 
some degree lighten the remorse which shall be 
yours for other sins, to know that never wantonly 
have you outraged the respect due to your aged 
mother.— Selected. 
ASA AND IRA 
ADVERTISEMENTS. 
Asa and Ira were two brothers, whose farms lay 
side by side in a fertile intervale. 
When the corn, the oats, and the barley were 
Bpringing np, the wee ’s took advantage of the 
rich soil and came up with them. 
“ Do you sec,” said Asa, “ what hold the weeds 
are taking? There is danger of their choking our 
crops entirely.” 
44 Well, well, we must he resigned,” replied Ira; 
“weeds as well as grain were a part of the Crea¬ 
tor’s plan, and there is no use in murmuring about 
them.” And he hud down for his usual afternoon 
doze. 
“I can only ho resigned to what I can’t help,” 
said Asa. 8o he went to work and plowed aud 
hoed until his fields were clear of weeds. 
“ The army worms are in the neighborhood,” 
said Asa to Ira, one day. 
“They have eaten through the adjoining mea¬ 
dows, and are moving towards us.” 
"Ah!” exclaimed Ira, 41 they will surely destroy 
what the weeds have not choked out I will im¬ 
mediately retire to pray that their course may he 
stopped or turned aside.” 
But Asa replied, " I pray betimes every morning 
for strength to do the work of the day.” 
And he hastened to dig a trenoh round his land, 
which the army worms could not pass; while Ira 
returned only in season to save a smull portion of 
his crops from their ravuges. 
“ Do you see, Ira,” eaid Asa, another morning, 
44 tho river is rising very fast. There is bnt a slen¬ 
der chance of preventing onr farms from being 
overflowed.” 
“Alas! it is a judgment upon our sins, and what 
can we do?” cried Ira, throwing himself in despair 
upon the ground. 
“ There are no judgments so severe as those — 
which our own sloth brings upon us,” replied Asa. 
And he went quickly and kirod workmen, with 
whose help ho raised an embankment that with¬ 
stood the flood, while Ira witnessed with blank 
looks and folded hands, the destruction of his 
harvest. 
"There is one consolation,” said he, “my chil¬ 
dren, at leaat, are left to me.” 
But while Asa’s sons grew np strong and virtu¬ 
ous men, among Ira’B there was a drunkard, a gam¬ 
bler, and a suicide. 
“The ways of the Lord are not equal,” complain¬ 
ed Ira to hlshrother. “ Why have you alwaysproa- 
pered, 1 am afflicted, and my old age disgraced?” 
“I only know this,” replied Asa, “that heaven 
has always helped me to treat the faults of my 
children as I did the weeds, tho caterpillars and 
tho flood; aud that. I have never presumed to Bend 
a petition upward without makiug Toil my right 
hand servant, the messenger of my prayer.” 
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EllAHTUS HARROW .t BROTHER, 
Book Sellers, PirmjsnKns ako Stationers, Osborn House 
Block, Rochester, N. V., Wholesale anil Ketutl Dealers in 
School, Medical, Religions, Sunday School, -W lace Raucous 
and Now KookWriting Paper, Slates, Slate Pencils, Print¬ 
ing Ink, Ac. Orders from Dealers solicited 387 
BOGARDTJS <3c LEWIS, 
OPERATIVE LITII0(!RAPI1ERS & ENGRAVERS, 
880 MAIN ST., BUFFALO, N. Y. 
J 1). Boa a Runs. J pSBwc] [Joseph Lewis. 
J. SAGE & SONS, 
LITHOGHAI'ILKIW AND ENUKAVKKS, 
209 Main Street, BurrAi. 0 , 
OVER Ei J\- Gr EPS MUSIC STORB. 
REMOVAL, 
FRANCIS «3c LOUTRBL, 
Stationers, Printers ami Booh - Binders, 
Have Removed from their Old Stand to the Now Store 
No. 45 Maiden Lane, 
[/fear flastau St., JVeto- For*. j 
supply everything in our Une. Orders receive 
prompt attention. _ SAtw26 
AlOUJiJ*’ I’KKFKCT CHAIN l'WUF. 
T JItS PUMP. JUST PATENTED, IS ENTIRELY 8UC- 
eBSeroi. K works without friction, never freer.es, and does 
not lone a drop of wutcr The wilier flows the Instant the crank 
la turned. Tula Imp rove me nt can be attached to the common 
chain pump, and then it In a perfect machine, with which a 
atnall child ran Tutsii water from any depth. Attachments, Pumps, 
aud Rights for Sale Full deseriprion by addres-tup 
J. II BROWN. Proprietor, 627 Market St., Khtln, Pa. 
8 . A . KI- LIS’ 
W HIP AND GLOVE STORK. T.S STATE STREET, 
Rochester, N. Y. Having pnre.hased tho Retail trade of 
what has long been known ax Huong's Whip and Glove Store, 1 
Intend to make It the moot derlrsble place for tho unrehose of 
WHIPS, GLOVES, RANKS AN It UMUKFi.LAH, 
In tho city. 1 xhall keop a larger and better assortment of these 
goods than has ever hofore been kept hero. 
Ladles will lind it to their advantage to call and look at my 
assortment of Kid Gloves 
MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER, 
TUK U1USU WEEKLY 
Agricultural, Literary aud Family Newspaper, 
IS rUULlSlIEU EVERY SATURDAY 
BY 9. ». T. MOO IIK, KOCII ESTER, N. Y. 
Office, Union Buildings, Opposite the Court House. 
TERMS, IN ADVANCE: 
Two Dollars a Year—$ 1 for six months. To Clubs and 
Agents ax follow*:—Thrro Copln* one yenr, for $5 ; Six Copies 
(and one to Agent Of getter up of Club,) for $10; Tcu Copies (and 
one‘to Agont.) for $15, and nny additional number at the same 
rate, ($1,60 per copy ) As we are obliged to pre pay the Ameri¬ 
can postogo on papers *cnt to the British Proviucus, onr Cana¬ 
dian agents aud friends mn*t add 12>* cents per copy to tho 
club rates of tho Rural. 
|y Subscribers wishing their pnpors changed from one Post 
Office to another, should be particular In specifying the offices 
at which they ate now rccolvod. 
AnvKRTisixti—Brief and appropriate advertisements will be 
Inserted at 25 cents u line, each Insertion, pnyablo In advance. 
Our rnlo Is to gtvo no advertisement, unless very brief, more 
than four cousecittivo Insertions. Patent Mcdiduets Ac, are 
not advertised In tho Rural on any conditions. 
«♦*- 
Moore's Rural New-Yorker Ik full of variety, original and 
select. No paper on our list ot exchanges comes so near our 
ideas of perfection, for a secular family paper, us til# Rural— 
N. y. OUai.r .Tut; Rural is a very valuable paper, 
eminently practical In It* character ami pure Ut It* tone. Do- 
serves iviol is achieving abundant success ~.V, /, Butiy ttwes. 
.Tile Rural is not only » lavorlnr in the rural districts, 
but deservedly popular in cities No paper has over run a more 
prosperous careri ~Larnsitlir Journal. _ It lx edited with 
care, and labor, mid taste. not tumbled together like ocw-inown 
hay, but skillfully expnwmd and collated. >: rojoieo, while wo 
do not wonder, to know bow swiftly It runs, and uow rapidly it 
is being glorified. May it thus couUumC, and It* shadow always 
be Moore —Chicago liaVy Journal . The Rural l» the im¬ 
personation of tneryy, with tact, power mol nervovemnee, from 
first to last—nn endue drivpii by forces which never tiro. Tuts 
is not a tandnm notice -lUJIwo Christian .!donate. * JIM 
Rural New-Voiikkr is a paper the fame of which Is without a 
bl,,L Characteristically Anrieultnrul, it Is In the broadest sense 
a /'.nio/y /'awr, olio which may be odiuiUed without ilullbts ns 
to ii* tendency. Arte York Un-order .Tn* BURaL NEw- 
YokSLR ia decidedly the best Agricultural paper in the United 
Stale*, In each and all departments, and well merit* its eminent 
success.— Boston Oiler Branch . Mu MoORB ottjljl to ninlto 
a fortune out of the HnuAi.. and we trust tie will, for N- w liftprng 
to make ih* fortune of lire, country*—Ohio Sfafroae/i. 
Moore's Rural N ew-Yobkkr —Tho success or title “ Bural" 
Weakly hu* nover been paralleled in ihl* or liny other country 
Though published in mi Interior city, this llrst cla-* Agricultu¬ 
ral, Literary amt Faintly Journal begins Its Klglnn l ear with 
an edition ot oirr fifty Thtmaand It lia* sulooribei* and eu- 
lliutlaxlio admirers iu all part* ot tho laud, fWmi t auaila to tin 
Gulf, nud at ttd* time subscriptions are puurmg In by tho thou¬ 
sand per day .—Hfretostse Jratiy Union. 
Tun tltnUL hai, attained lliu largest circulation of any paper 
of the hind in tho country or the world; and tin* pie-cinmeme 
has been achieved by careful management, orwt rale tsehjuui- 
cions enterprise and liberality — Uothtiitr Daily Demur u 
Tmr frequency with which >*e publish extract* from 
Rural, shows our own appro'latfou of it Lieut M ury, b’r 
Fitch and other eminent writer* are regular conUibutots to 
piigca—A'. Y. Art rung Bout. , , ,, 
We would call atPoittnu to the advertisement h«ad«d **' 
cm, moii," and signed D D. T Moo be. us indU-tl*eofthe 
t,|,„r t„ cot Lie beat lam and fireside Jouiua i" Arntrlcw 
The Rural New- Yorker tiaa jusily earned ail that j» sliol 
title and devoted editor eJairo- tor it-— Chicago Daily l cm- 
Moona's Kelt a L New-Yoheiii, deservedly hears I'm repn- 
taliun of taring tho best Agricultural weekly newspaper in the 
world It la lioim with t-hob e miscellany, lllerninrc and In¬ 
formation ; gotten up tn handsome style, and profusely Illus¬ 
trated. It lx peculiarly Intended for the Lorn.him,so It you 
vr a.i)l n clttMt furuicr'ii nrnid to -l). 1). T Moouk, 
ttoclwstor, N. Y.—.i’luim’ran Citizen. 
