MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 
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For Moore's Korol New-Yorker. 
T HA T HOUSEHOLD BAND. 
ST IOU 18 A B. WOODWORTH. 
Texir home was where fair beauty tarried long, 
And earth wu but one scene of joy and song, 
And softly, gently fell those spring-time showers, 
Where beauty sported ’neatb their fairy bowers. 
How lightly rang glad voices through the hall. 
And reaoy footsteps waited for Love’s oall, 
Bright 6«niles but mirrored bach bright smiles again, 
And life went on without one care or pain. 
But they are severed now, and loved ones roam 
Far from that happy, and that cherished home. 
The first that parted from that, household band 
Was lured away to far-off Eden land; 
And so when life, and earth, and friends were dear, 
Ere she had known one sad or bitter tear. 
Her fair eyes closed, and Ana passed away, 
Where life knows not one fickle changing ray. 
And then the noble, gifted one of all, 
Who sought not praise in palace, or in hall. 
But seeking others’ happiness on earth, 
And loving souls, that claimed a spirit’s birth, 
Bade all adieu; home, friends snd native land, 
To live and die upon s foreign strand. 
And then another fair-bairtd happy one, 
Who wooed but sunlight aud a summer’s sun 
In his rash purposes, but brave at heart, 
Resolved upon tba battle-field to do his part, 
Ambition lured him on: the warrior's name 
Seemed strangely sweet; and iu her temple. Fame 
Wove tempting chaplets, that she promised now 
To crown with laurel wreaths, the victor’s brow: 
And so from home, from joyous ones, and fair, 
From smiles of love, from gaardianship and care, 
He left for din, for carnage, and for strife. 
While Glory beamed bis beacon star of life, 
Bnt far away upon the battle plain. 
He breathed out his young life amid the slain. 
Another tarried yet, and poesy 
Had wreathed her brow with garlands lovingly: 
Life threw around its oee; enchanting spell— 
With myateiieB amid, she lo\ed to dwell. 
She wandered far from her own native bowers, 
To where soft winds fan gently orange Bowers: 
And with the gilted ones ol' sonl and song, 
In sweet Italia's vale she tsrried long, 
A heaven-born gift was hers to touch the lyre, 
And bid song linger on the quivering wire, 
Where others'hearts bowed meekly at her shrine, 
Where others sune with minstrelsy divine, 
Where genius spread for higher goals, the wing, 
And science ilsenchantment loved to fling 
Around the brow, where genius left its seal, 
And worshiped light of mind, to all revealed— 
She lingered long; entranced by mysteries still, 
That made her puUf s beat, her bosom thrill, 
The spell that bound her there, was broke at last, 
The lanreU lingering round her brow, she cast 
Away; and listened to a song from where 
No mildew breath of praise could taint the air. 
Her spirit wings were poised, a sunlit ray 
Gleamed brightly from the pearly gates of day, 
And when the song was hushed, to her was given 
The song that angels love to sing tn heaven. 
So passed they all away, that household band 
That tred youth'B flow'ry pathway hand in hand, 
And looked so often with icqalrlng eye, 
For smiles that, beam upon them lovingly, 
But now they rest far from that home of glee. 
And severed wide, k y fount, asd stream, and sea. 
Yorkshire, N. Y., 1857. 
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HARD TIMES: 
OK, THE PHILOSOPHER’S STOKE. 
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BY OLIVER OYTICs ' 
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CHAPTER L l 
“What makes yon look so doll this morning, 
Ellen?”'inquired Mr. Cheater, a merchant in a 
small way, of his wife. 
They had been married about a year, and thus 
far not an ill-natured word had been spoken by 
them. At his marriage, Chester had taken a small 
but neat and convenient house, in the upper part 
of the city. He had been able to furnish it in a 
plain manner; but since his marriage hia business 
had added many articles of luxury to his small es¬ 
tablishment. 
The "times” had begun to tighten up, however, 
and business was dulL The notes were due, and 
he had to bestir himself to make his payments.— 
Fortunately for him, however, as the stringency in 
the money market began to weigh most heavily, 
his father’s administrator placed him in possession 
of two thousand dollars, which had been reserved 
to await the contingency of a law-snit, and which 
had now been satisfactorily settled. 
With this sum he had been able to pay ofl his 
more pressing demands, and to lay by a surplus of 
five hundred dollars to meet a note which would 
fall due some two months hence. The receipt of 
this Bum also induced him to increase the luxuries 
of his house. The parlor had to be newly fur¬ 
nished, and the old parlor furniture placed in the 
sitting-room. They had everything that was nec¬ 
essary for comfort, or creditable appearance in the 
world. 
“You look very dull,” continued the husband, aa 
he arose from the breakfast table. 
Ellen looked at him with a languid smile, but 
made no reply. 
“ What ails yon?” 
“ I was thinking how lonesome 1 should be here 
all day,” replied she. 
“Lonesome? Why don’t yon go out, then, and 
take the air? Walk down Washington Btreet, aud 
round the common—it will revive your spirits.” 
“How absurd you talk! Walk round the com¬ 
mon in the month of December! Why, I should 
freeze to death.” 
“Not bo bad as thaV replied the young hus¬ 
band, chucking his wife under the chin. “ Go to 
the Atheneum and see the pictures.” 
“I couldn’t do that every day, and yon don’t 
know how lonesome I am!” 
*• Can’t you read?” 
“I don’t want to read all the time.” 
“Head part of the time, then.” 
“But, Fred, I have been thinking of something,” 
and a smile played upon the pretty lips of the 
young wife. 
“What, Ellen?” 
“ I miss something in onr house.” 
“Do you?” 
“0, very much indeed.” 
“Well, Ellen, what is it?” 
“ A piano; it would be so nice to practice these 
long, dreary days. I should be as happy as a prin¬ 
cess if I only had a piano.” 
Mrs. Chester’s father was in affluent circumstan¬ 
ces, and before she was married, she had been ac¬ 
customed to many luxuries, which her husband’s 
limited means would not permit him to provide. 
“ But, Ellen, I can’t afford a piano. The times 
have not been so hard before for these ten years.” 
" You have got $500 in the bank.” 
“ But I have reserved that to pay a note.” 
“ Don’t yon expect to make enough to pay it?” 
“It is very doubtful; my business hardly pays 
expenses.” 
“ You will be able to pay that, I know,” continued 
the eloquent petitioner. 
“ Well, well, my dear, you shall have the piano.” 
"You are a dear husband! You will get me 
one of Ihickeriug’s?” 
“Any kind you please, my dear.” 
And before dinner time the instrument came 
home, and Mrs. Chester was as happy as a piano 
could make her, albeit ahe had little idea of the 
significance of “three per cent, a month,” and 
protested notes. 
CHAPTER II. 
Men said the times would be better, but the 
prophesy was vain. Merchants failed, brokers 
failed, banks and insurance companies failed. Bu¬ 
siness was duller than it had been for the last 
twenty years. Poor men lounged at the corners of 
the streets, vainly waiting for a job, while their 
wives and children shivered with the cold, and 
hungered even for a crust of bread. Ruin and 
disease were the order of the day, and men won¬ 
dered where would be the end of it alL 
Fred. Chester’s business did not pay his shop 
expenses, to say nothing ot his household, and 
when that dreadful note fell due, he had not adol' 
lar towards redeeming it. Ruin stared him in the 
face, aud it was now his turn to look sad. 
Five hundred dollars was a small sum, yet he 
could not raise it. Even three per cent, a month 
without “ collateral,” would not procure it. Some¬ 
thing must be done. Some friend mast get him 
out of the scrape or he must certainly fail. His 
wife's father was wealthy, but he married his 
daughter against his wishes, and there was no 
hope in that, quarter. But Ellen’s uncle, a blunt, 
honest master mason, had always looked kindly 
upon him, and perhaps he would open his purse¬ 
strings. 
The note was due on the following day, and he 
decided to make the application to Uncle Luke, as 
he was familiarly called. In the course of the af¬ 
ternoon, however, he happened to call at the store, 
aud Fred stated his position. 
"Eh?” said the blunt old mechanic, “ I thought 
things were going on aiwmmingly with you.” 
“So they were, bnt the times are so deucedly 
hard that I cannot make enough to pay expenses,” 
replied Fred, with a dolorous expression of coun¬ 
tenance. 
“ Where’s the two thousand dollars you received 
from your father’s estate?” 
“I paid my debts with it.” 
“Bat didn’t you tell me that you didn’t owe 
above three thousand dollars?” 
“I paid off fifteen hundred.” 
“ And the rest?” 
“ Well that went in various ways.” 
“And your stock is all mortgaged?” 
“Yes, for ODe thousand.” 
“You have done a good business?” 
“Yes.” 
“Well, well, I am in a hurry just now, but I will 
go up and dine with you, and we will talk it over,’) 
and Uncle Luke went out of the shop. 
Fred did not like his uncle’6 inquisitiveness, hut 
he bad strong hope that he would get him out of 
present difficulties. Writing a hasty note, he dis¬ 
patched his boy to inform his wife that Uncle 
Luke would dine with them. 
CHAPTER III. 
Dinner came, and so did Uncle Luke. Ellen had 
a nice dinner ready, and her pretty face was cov¬ 
ered with smiles, when she welcomed the honest 
old man to partake of the hospitalities of her 
board. 
Uncle Luke seated himself at the table. His 
accustomed smile had appeared, aud he looked 
rather Btern. 
“Fred,” said he suddenly, as the young merchant 
inserted his fork in the breast of a nicely browned 
turkey, “you have not found the philosopher's 
atone yet.” 
Fred suspended the operation of carving the 
turkey, and gazed with a look of astonishment full 
in the face of the speaker. 
“What do you mean, Uncle Luke?” asked he. 
“You don’t know what the philosopher’s stone 
is, do yon?” 
“No.” 
“I found it out when I was quite a young man, 
and what prosperity has crowned me, I owe to 
that” 
“Pray explain, Uncle Luke.” 
“ After dinner I will.” 
Somehow, in spite of the extraordinary prepa¬ 
rations Ellen bad make for the reception of her 
nncle, the dinner did not pass off very pleasantly. 
There was a reserve on his part, which threw cold 
water on the whole affair. But it was finished at 
last to the relief of all 
“Now, uncle, come into the parlor, and Ellen 
shall play you a tune or two on her piano,” said 
Fred, leading the way. 
“ On her what?” said the old man with a atari of 
snrpriae. 
“ On her piano, of course.” 
“ Then you keep a piano?” 
“Certainly, we could not possibly get along 
without one, could we, Ellen?” 
“ 0 no, it’s such a comfort.” 
“Such a luxury, you mean,” answered Uncle 
Luke with a cold sneer, “ what did yon give for it?’ 1 
“ Five hundred.” 
“Is it paid for?” 
“ Certainly, it is.” 
“ And your note due to-morrow which you can¬ 
not meet” 
Fred glanced at Ellen, who looked as woe-be- 
gone as though she had lost every friend Bhe had 
in the world. 
“ It was not his fault, uncle; I teased it out of 
him,” said 6hc. 
“Then he is a bigger fool than I took him to 
he,” said Uncle Luke contemptuously. “And 
when he wa6 not doing business to pay expenses 
you dine on roast turkey, and all manner oi fancy 
stuff.” 
Uncle Luke, though conscious that ho was med¬ 
dling with that which did not concern him, could 
not control his indignation at the wanton extrav¬ 
agance of the young people. He felt kindly to¬ 
wards them, as he always had, and though his 
wordB were harsh and cold, he intended to do them 
a kindness. 
“Yes, and Ellen, yon wear a silk gown for every 
day, and to crown all you have got a piano. Do 
you expect to pay your notes in this manner, 
Fred?” continued he, “ here is the secret of hard 
times—extravagance—silk dressess, roast turkeys, 
ice creamB and pianos.” 
“ Things were going on well with me when I 
bought the piano,” suggested Fred. 
“ No matter; you are a fool. Now 1 will tell you 
what the philosopher’s stone is.” 
“ Well, uncle, what is it?” 
“Live within your means. If you can earn but 
a dollar, spend only seventy-five cents,” and Uncle 
Luke put on his great coat and edged towards the 
door, without even alluding to the important topic 
in which Fred felt so much interest. 
. “ But Uncle Luke, can you lend me the money 
I want?” asked Fred, dismayed at the thought of 
failure. 
“No, I cannot.” 
“ Then I must fail” 
“ You ought to have thought of that when you 
bought the piano,” replied Uncle Luke sternly.— 
“Do you know Waters?” 
"The carpenter?” 
“Yes. Apply to him, and he will lend you 
money.” 
“But he is almost a stranger to me.” 
“No matter, go to him,” and Uncle Luke left the 
house. 
“0, Fred, this is all my fault,” said Ellen, burst¬ 
ing into tears. 
Fred applied to Waters. 
“What security can you give?” asked the car¬ 
penter. 
“I don't know,” said Fred douhtingly, “My 
stock is mortgaged.” 
“Household furniture?” 
“No” 
“ What have you got?” 
"A piano, and-” 
“That will do, give me a bill of sale of that. If 
not paid within thirty days the piano is mine.” 
Fred assented, and received the money. The 
papers were executed, and Fred got out of his dif¬ 
ficulties. 
During the succeeding thirty days he tried hard 
to raise the money to redeem the piano, without 
success. Waters took it at the appointed time, 
and seemed perfectly satisfied with hie bargain. 
A few days after, the young couple were sur¬ 
prised to received an invitation to dine with. Uncle 
Luke, and to (heir astonishment when theyarrived ( 
they found their piano in his little parlor. 
“Did you buy this?” 
But Uncle Luke would answer no questions, yet 
he promised to make them a present of it as soon 
as he paid all his debts. 
The dinner consisted of corn beef and baked 
potatoes, with an apple pie for desert. Uncle Luke 
was in unusually good spirits, and never once 
apologized for the singular fare he had placed be¬ 
fore his gucats. 
But thqy understood the meaning of it. It 
was intended as a lesson for them, and they profit¬ 
ed by it 
They brought home the philosopher’s stone, and 
began to live by a humbler system. The hired 
girl was discharged, and Ellen had so much to do 
in attending to her household duties, that ahe hud 
no time to be lonesome, and they were much hap¬ 
pier than when she moped all day in the parlor; 
and better than this, the times began to mend, and 
Fred’s business prospered again. He paid off his 
mortgage, and the piano was duly returned to 
them. 
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LIFE'S CHANGES. 
I am a strong advocate for public honors to dia. 
tinguished men. I like the honest statesman, and 
I admire the manly advocate for the rights and 
privileges of the people, and I will always help to 
sustain the honest heart and the pure principles ot 
patriotism. I read the history of distinguished 
meD, and form my judgment according to their 
acts. These speak lender than their words. 
In my Becluded cottage how often do I recline 
in my "old oak chair,” and scan from the old 
man’s memory scenes of the past These hours of 
reflection to the aged are refreshing dews on de¬ 
clining years. 
When I speak of statesmen and patriots I mean 
those of the pas?,—the present are aB yet unknown 
to substantial lame. My first impressions of pub¬ 
lic men were made in my early years, in the old 
“Brick Grammar School House” in Roxbury, un¬ 
der the tuition of “ Master Nathaniel Prentiss.’ 1 I 
learned there from the “ American Precepter” and 
“ Columbian Orator,” the first lessons of the magic 
power of orators, the rise and full of public favor, 
and the power of language, when used by the sil¬ 
ver tongues of traitors. I may have strange no¬ 
tions for an old man, but then, in all rny experi¬ 
ence through a long life of active business, I have 
found that professions are like the varied winds; 
u Actions and motives are the indexes of the mind.” 
“Washington” was the first name which I can 
remember, coming from my father, as.he used to 
relate some of the stirring scenes of i.he Revolu¬ 
tion, which to the young heart arc so full of earn¬ 
est attraction. I well remember one morning, 
when all the bells of our churches were tolling, 
that I asked ray father what it was for. Ills an¬ 
swer, "Washington is dead,” bag never left my 
memory. In 181G I visited Mount Vernon. The 
old servant who held his master’s horse at the bat¬ 
tle of Trenton showed us the “rustic tomb,” facing 
the noble “ Potomac.” The mansion and its fur¬ 
niture, the chamber where he died, made strong 
impressions. Concerning the rewards of pure 
“actions aud motives;” how often have I passed, 
in steamers, Mount Vernon, and never without the 
silent homage of the passengers, and tho solemn 
toll of the steamer's bell! Point me, if you can, 
to another instance in history, wheD, for more than 
half a century, a daily tribute is paid to the memo¬ 
ry of man. 
Go back with me to history, and mark the man 
of unbounded ambition, sustained by talent and 
energy of the highest- order, dangerous when un¬ 
bridled, and iu disappointment, reckless and des¬ 
perate. Aaron Burr was a prominent actor on the 
stage of life. During the stormy timeB of politi¬ 
cal strife he was in every respect a man of bril¬ 
liant talents. He had his Bbare of public honors 
but wanted more, and failing to gain the goal he 
aimed at, he lost what he had gained, and became 
a desperate adventurer in crimes against his coun¬ 
try. How often have I seen him, in the streets of 
New York, as he passed me with his downcast 
look, unhonored and unknown, tho wreck of a 
prosperous and talented man, through unbounded 
ambition and reckless principles. What a change 
is here! Aaron Burr—3 Vice-President of the 
United States, a man of sterling talents, known 
and respected by his country—now in a dishon¬ 
ored grave, and none to do him reverence! I 
knew him well, and in hia latter years have seen 
him before the courts of New York, arguing an 
important cause, where his legal talent, with the 
remnent. of his early eloquence, plead hard for his 
ciient; but the name of Aaron Burr soiled these 
great efforts—his influence with courts and juries 
had gone forever! He died almost unknown, and 
was buried in Princeton, New Jersey, 
The changes of life are strange and mysterious. 
" e are surprised at these sudden eruptions, and 
wonder at the cause. Tn the bustle and confusion 
of the busy world, the cause of these failures is 
soon forgotten. The events pass over, and we go 
on again as if the world was made for Caesar only. 
Give me my rural cottage—my frugal table—my 
oaken bucket from my crystal stream, with the 
broad landscape of nature before me—the silent 
forest—the sweet songs of my tenants of the 
woods, aud you may have all that a city life, with 
its attractions and varieties, can assure you. In 
my little cottage I have no bank directors, no 
State street Shy locks to trouble me; but I meet 
them in your city—and know them too.— Hermit, 
in Boston Gazette. 
fluffs Coriur. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 24 letters. 
My 22,17. 7, 12 is a decree. 
My 19, 5, 3, 2, 24, 7,1, 2 is a WcBt India tree. 
My 3,11, 17, 14, IS is one of the twelve signs of 
the Zodiac. 
My S, 3, 2, 3, 2, 3 is a tree and its fruit 
My 24, 15, 9, 19,10 is a figure of speech. 
My 6,10, 12,11 is an instrument of music. 
My 1,5, 4, 23, 2, 9,1,18 fs one of the United States. 
My 13. 21, 2,18,18,12 we should be. 
My 23. 11, 9, 2 is a metal. 
My 14, 4, 5,16, 2 is a girl’s name. 
My 19, 3, 19, 14,11 is a useful article. 
My 13, 3, 2, 2, 3, 13 is a girl’s name. 
My 22, 9, 10, 15 is a number. 
My whole is a proverb. e. w. d. 
Hartford, IVis , July, 1857. 
£3' Answer next week. 
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Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma in No. 396:— 
C. H. Spurgeon. 
Answer to Charade in No. 396:—Truth. 
LITTLE KINDNESSES. 
Brothers, sisters, did you ever try the effect 
which little acts of kindness produce upon that 
charmed circle which we call home? We love to 
receive little favors ourselves, and how pleasant 
the reception of them makes the circle. To draw 
up the arm-chair and get the slippers for father; 
to watch if any little service can be rendered to 
mother; to help brother; to assist sister; how 
pleasant it makes home. 
A little boy has a hard lesson given him at 
school, and his teacher asks him If he thinks he 
can get it; for a moment the little fellow hangs 
down his head, but the next he looks brightly up, 
“I can get my sister to help me,” he says. That 
is right, Bister; help little brother, and you are 
binding a tie round his heart that may save him 
many an hour of dark temptation. 
"I don’t know how to do thiB sum, bnt brother 
will Bbow me,” says another one. 
“Sister, I've dropped a stitch in my knitting; I 
tried to pick it up, but it has run down, and I can’t 
fix it.” 
The little girl’s face is flushed, and she watches 
her sister with a nervous anxiety, while she re¬ 
places the naughty stitch. 
“0,1 am so glad!” she says, as she receives it 
again from the hands of her Bister, all nicely ar¬ 
ranged. “ You are a good girl, Mary.” 
“Bring it to me soomer next time, and then it 
won’t get so bad,” said the gentle voice of Mary. 
The little one bounds away with a light heart to 
finish her task. 
If Mary had not helped her, she would have lost 
her walk in tho garden. Surely it is better to do 
as Mary did, than to say, “ 0, go away, and don’t 
trouble me;” or to Bcold the little one all the time 
you are performing the trifling favor. 
Brothers, sisterp, love one another — bear with 
one another. If one offend, forgive and love him 
still; and whatever may be the faults of others 
we must remember that in the sight of God, we 
have others as great, and perhaps greater than 
the! rs.— Selected. 
For Plain Boys.— Boys hear this. Yon who 
are sunburnt at honest toil and have hard hands 
and don’t wear Sunday clothes on week days; you 
who ride to mill on a hag and drive up tho cows. 
The Transcript paper says:—Intellect can’t bear 
fashionable reliuemcnt and dieB under it in one or 
two generations. If you would select n youth who 
is likely to make his mark iu tho world, take one 
who is carting mud In a clam shell wagon, or 
building bouses In the sand; and pot the delicate 
baby who t» lundllng a China lap dog on tho par¬ 
lor carpet Daniel Webster’s father made a cradle 
for little Dau out of a pine log, with au axe and 
auger; aud Lewis Cass was rocked by bis staid 
mother, in a second-hand sugar trough. Tho 
greatest architects for the manufacture of genius 
are Poverty and Republicanism. 
AUGUST 15. 
ADVERTISEMENTS. 
GREAT SALE OF 
DEVON CATTLE A 80UTI1-D0WN SHEEP. 
O N WEDNESDAY. 9thof September, 1837.1 will fell at pub- 
Itc auction, without ram*, my herd of Devon Cattle, about 
forty-five In number, and my flock of South-Down Sheep, abont 
onr hundred, at my farm on Grand Isfeud, two miles from tho 
Railroad and OmnlbuB Stations in North Buffalo. 
I have bred Devons for many years. Tho original stock were 
deTtred from tie b-.-tt animal# and tbr tbo last never) years my 
breeding bull# have been of imported blood, direct from Devon* 
shire, England. which, with several of my present cows, are re- 
cordon ho the KrigUeli Devon Hurd Hook All my herd will bo 
rre.-rdod In lha American Devon Herd Rook, anon to l>e pub. 
UslieiL turd are equal, probably, In quality. to any others tn thla 
country. Th« herd constats of about 31) cown and boilers, and 
13 <yr to balls and bull calves. 
My South-Downs are dcrccnded originally from the flocks of 
Mr. Kllman, the Driko of Richmond, and other celebrated Kng- 
li#h breeders, crossed lb* the feat seven or eight years with 
rams bred by the great Soulli-Dnwti breeder, Mr. Webb, of 
Bsbnihum, England There will he 73 or Sdewce, the remainder 
runs 
As 1 intend ranking n cfcon tale, this will probably be a brltor 
opportunity for patchaaers to select animals to their liking t nan 
any other wpleh will occur tor some time. 
Dercrlplivn Catalogue* will be ready by tho first of August, 
which will be sent by mall to all fho*o applying to mo by loiter. 
Terms or Sal*,— For »U sums lean than $ll'l), cash; on snm» 
of $11X1 and over, good notes at three months, on Interest, paya¬ 
ble ot bank, will bo received 
Tho stock will bn delivered on Steamboat or Railroad, at Buf¬ 
falo, a# may bo desired, tho day after the sale. 
Those wishing to view the stock previous to the tale, will be 
conveyed to III farm by calling at my residence; and those at¬ 
tending on the sale day will crow I ho Niagara river between the 
farm and main shore by steam ferry from the omntbns station 
at Lower Black Rock, or North finffulo, to which ell her tho 
omnibuses or rail care wlU bring them from their stations In 
Bnffalo. Kale to commence at 11 o’clock. A. M. of the Unit day. 
S93wfeow LEWIS F. ALLEN. 
Black Rock, N. Y,, July, 181.7. _ 
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Importers and Growths, and Whcdeealo and Retail Dealers 
in Garden, Field and Flower Seeds, an d H orticultural Imple¬ 
ments, 83 State St, Rochester, .- Y. ry Seeds furnished on 
commission. Choice Peas and Bean# a' Wholes ale 387 
J. E. CHENEY & CO., 
Mavuyacturers or Kepzlk's Water Kilters, Thermometers, 
Refrigerators, Stove#, Ttn, Copper and Sheet Iron Ware—and 
Dealers In House Furnishing Gooda of every description, 
Noa. 50 and fit State St, Rochester, N. V. 387 
ADAMS, HASTINGS & McVEAn7~ 
O lta neS EH Pirn Uiua, Maiiufactnrvrs of Book:, Printing and 
Wrapping Paper, and Dealers in Fine Pap^r, Printers’ Stock, 
Inks. Straw Board* Ac Warehouse, No 60 State St ., Rochee- 
ter. Cash paid for Kmc*, Siloing, Hop©. Ac- 887 
ERASTUB DARllOW & BROTHER, 
BOOK Seller#. PUTLI31IEKS AMD Stationers. Otkarn House 
Block, Rochester, N. Y„ Wholesale and Retail Dealers tn 
School, Medical, Religious, Sunday School, Miscellaneous 
ond New Book-. Writing Kapur,Slate#. Slate Pencils. Print¬ 
ing Ink, Ac- Orders from Dealers solicited 387 
BOQARDUS AS LEWIS, 
OPERATIVE LITHOGRAPHERS & ENGRAVERS, 
&SD MAIN ST.. JSLFFALO, N. V. 
J D. BoaAKnue] ptfldwa) [Joseph Lewis* 
J. SA(t1G & SONS, 
UTHOGK4PHBRS AND ENGRAVERS, 
209 Main Srairr, Berra LO, 
OWEH 61 A. Or 33 > Si MUSIC STOHE. 
REMOVAL. 
FRANCIS Sc LOT7TRBL. 
Stationers, Printers and Book - Binders, 
Have Removed from their Old Stand to Ore New Store 
NTo. <145 Maiden Lane, 
[TVe/ir Hussuu St,, yete-Yark ] 
We supply everything In onr line. Orders receive 
prompt attention. _ 3S3w36 
MORRIS’ PERFECT CHAIN 1'inVII’. 
T his pump, just patented, is entirely buc- 
caasruu It works without friction, never free tee and docs 
not lore a drop of water Tho waier flows the In Mont the crank 
fe turned. This Improvement can be attached to tho common 
chain pump, and than it U a perfect machine, with which a 
small child can raise wafer from any depth. Attachments, Pumps, 
and Right# forRsle Krill description liy add rearing 
J. B. BKUiV S, Proprietor, i?27 Market Pt-Philo, Pa. 
8, A . El.US’ 
\JST HIP AND GLOVE BTOBE, 78 fcTATK KTKKKT, 
W HIP AND GLOVE BTORE, 78 BTATK KTKKKT, 
Rochester, N. Y. Having pur chared tho Retail trade of 
what hna long been known hh Strong's Whin and Glove Store, I 
Intend to make it tho most deoiroble place for the purchase of 
WHIPS, GLOVES, DANES AND UMBRELLAS, 
In tho city. 1 shall keep a Urgor and bettor iranortTrenl of these 
goods than has ever before been kept hero. 
Ladies will find it. to tbeir advantage to call and look at my 
assortment of Kid Gloves 
MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER, 
YU* iXlBltfQ WEKKLT 
Agricultural, Literary aud Family Newspaper, 
IS PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY 
IIY I>. 1>. T. MOOHK, KODIIKSTEK, N. Y. 
Office, Union Buildings, Opposite the Court House. 
TF.R.MS, IN ADVANCE: 
Two Dollars a Year—J t for si* month*. To Oln^a and 
Agents ns follows:—Thrco Copies one year, for $5 ; Six Copies 
(and one to Agent or getter np of Club,) lor Hit'; Ten Cop!es(nnd 
ona'to Agent.) for $15, and tuty additional number at the same 
rate, ($).*U per copy ) As wo are obliged to pre pay the Ameri¬ 
can jKistiign on pnpors sent to the British Provinces, onr Cana¬ 
dian agents and friends must add 17J* cents per copy to the 
club rates of tho Kuual. 
t~j/~ Subscribers wishing their papers changed from one Post 
Oflfco to another, should be particular In specifying tho offices 
at which they are now received. 
AiireitriEiXfi—Brief and appropriate advertisements will be 
Inserted at23 ceuts u line, each Insertion, payable iu advance. 
Our rttfe is to give no advertisement, unless very brief, more 
than four consecutive insertions. "Patent Medicines, *^°*» aro 
not advertised in the Rural on any conditions. 
Moork's Rural New-Yorker Is full of variety, original and 
select- No paper on our list of exchanges eotnes so near our 
ideas of perfection, for a recular family impcr, as tho Kurai- 
7V. V OIjutut. Tin: Kuruu is r very valuable parch 
eminently practical in ila cJiauiCter and pure in Ite tone I - 
serves and fe achieving abundant success —A 1- 
.The Rural fe nut only a favorite In tbs rural districts, 
but deservedly popular In cities. No paper has ever run a 
prosperous career— l.rmuutte Journal. . It Is edited will 
care, nod labor, and taste, tnd tumbled together liko new-™ 0 '* 11 
boy,but skillfully expressed and collated. We relulco, wnno wo 
d*' not wonder, to know how »wlft!y It run#, and now rapidly it 
L hclnc glorified May It thus eoutlnue, and Ife shadow always 
be Moore.— Chicago ltoVt/Journal. .Tit* Lurai. lathonn- 
ne retinal ion or energy, with tact, power and pcrwtwanco, tro 
fiiht to last—SO engine driven by lorcea which never tiro. Dua 
fe not a random tl 0 li 06 Wit#»to fhiotian .tihoratc ■ 
Rural New-Yo) leu is n paper lh» foam or which fe wfUMBt 
blot Characteristically Agricultural, h U in the bioadest # > 
a hwtUtj Papa, one which may l..- admitted toltjunit■ • 
to lU tendency.— iVina York il i "/ ir ••• *■ 1 ,ut J 1 ' 1 ’; 'ii r .o f „1 
Yorker if decidedly the best Agricultural puper nube Vnitoa 
SUfea. in each and all tleparOnWiW, twid“'f* "‘m ^ ’ X 
success, —VosUm OHte -•-••• Mfo MoOSis et'W« to mWto 
a fortune out oi tbs K. curt-mid we trust he will, for « is hofm.j 
to make (he foil tine <jf the country. - Ohio Statteman. 
Mooitr rt Rural New*Yo»kkr, deservedly bear* the ropti- 
t Alton of being tha best Agricultural weekly newspaper in we 
world. It fe laden with cliuP o mfeeellutij . lltimUiiro and. In¬ 
formation ; goilvn Up In handoomt sljle, and profusely lllu#- 
t. atod. It fe iieoullnrly intended lor tho f-arm-honse. ,f 
want a Dr«t class farmer'll paper, tend $2 to D. 1>. r. AlOORB, 
Rochester, N, Y.—American CiUnvx. 
Tick frequency with jvlllch we publish extracts from the 
Mural, show# our own appreciation of it. IJeut. Maury, • 
(.’Iteh and other emiuent writers are regular contributors to 
page#.— N. Y. F.irumg J’cbL 
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