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The next ragh thing he. did was to lay Uia ease 
before her father, but the only reply he got from 
the old gentleman was a scornful laugh, as a 
"crazy-headed boy,” and prohibition of any far¬ 
ther calls at the house. Then lse tried letters: 
they were answered briefly, but. almosthindly, with 
just enough of Beaming affection to keep his heart 
aching with hopes never to be realized. He was a 
poet in heart, and now his love drew him out into 
yerse, and Mies Lizzie’s writing-desk was half full 
of his sonnets, Bnt even this communication was 
in some way broken off after a while, and then the 
unlucky lover could only watch for her appearance 
in all sorts of places, parties, concerts, church, the 
street, feasting his eyes, and still more deeply 
poisoning his heart 
And then came reports of the close attentions of 
others, and the bitter fiend of jealousy tormented 
him by day and night Poor Everard 1 day by day 
the glory faded from his wild dream of more than 
earthly happiness, until at last the eud came: 
Lizzie Burton, hi# Lizzie, as he Lad been wont to 
call her in his hours of hope, was married to 
another—a young man of some talent and much 
wealth, for whom it. was said she entertained a 
strong affection. Everard bore the shock better 
than I expeoted ; be stood up like a tnan of 
strength, and though his cheek grew pale with 
suffering, and his lips ceased to smile, bis eye was 
undimmed, aiid bis soul refused to yield to his 
misfortune. 
"It is a bitter trial,” said he, “ but perhaps it is 
well that my idol should be taken from me—she 
was my idol,” Still it had been too much for him, 
and he retired into the country to recruit his 
shattered health. 
For some time thereafter, I did not see him, 
though bis letters were frequent, and, after awhile, 
cheerful. He was with an uncle, on one of the 
beautiful farms that lie along the banks of the 
Genesee. In the meantime, I heard bad news of 
hie fhlse lady. Her husband had been a wild piece 
before bis marriage, and eveu his beautiful wife 
could sober him bnt for a short time. She was 
beginning to have a world of trouble of her own, 
and I hope I may be forgiven if I felt too bitterly 
when I said to myself, *' it is good for her, mayhap 
she will learn now wbat the heartache is.” Poor 
girl! she did learn what heartache was, and hitter 
Bhame, too. About six months after Lizzie Barton 
became MrB. St. John, I went down to see my 
friend, and a pleasant re-union we had of it He 
had recovered his health, and his spirits eppeared 
to be good, but his smile, so sad and sweet, was 
very different from the merry one that I remem¬ 
bered. He showed me the farm, and talked about 
his daily tabors and his prospects, never once 
alluding to his disappointment., hut when we were 
alone in the evening, he put a Bmall note into my 
hand, saying in a slightly tremulous voice, " this 
came with the wedding cards; I could not endure 
to show it to you at the time.” I recognized the 
hand-writing, and opening it, read as follows: 
My Dear Eve baud : 
If, for my amusement, I have trifled too much 
with your feelings, you most forgive my folly. 
You will easily forget me, aa you are only a boy 
yet, you know, and such first impressions wear off 
easily. With all good wishes, I remain, 
Truly, your friend, 
Lizzie St. John. 
"This was the nnkindest cut of all.” Ah! how 
bitter to the wounded heart of my poor friend it 
must have been—"only a boy,” when the hot blood 
of early manhood was coursing through his veins 
like fire. Such cool advice, when his heart was 
almost bursting, if Bhe had had one partiole of 
mercy, or of appreciation, she would have said 
nothing. 
I returned it to him, and without a word, we 
retired. Little did we dream what strange things 
were to happen on the morrow. 
We spent the next morning strolling about the 
farm, and devising plans for our amusement during 
my stay, which I intended to prolong for a week 
or two. We were very near the gate of the farm¬ 
house, when we heard the sound of horse’s feet 
coming rapidly up the plank road. This was 
nothing unusual, but it was not the regular, steady 
sound of trotting; the feet fell with the quick, 
heavy beat of the gallop—-the horses were evident¬ 
ly running away, A sharp curve in the road, and 
a patch of woodland, prevented our seeing them 
until they were close upon ns, but aB they whirled 
around the turn, the Bwayiug carriage struck 
heavily against a tree, and horses, carriages, and 
inmates were hurled in fearful confusion upon the 
ground. We hurriedly disentangled the horses, 
and as they were fairly blown, though uninjured, 
we had no difficulty in securing them. On exam¬ 
ining the carriage, we found that it contained a 
gentleman and lady, the former severely, if not 
fatally injured, but the latter having escaped with 
some slight bruises. There was no driver to be 
seen. The lady told us that he had jumped off to 
water the horses, and they had taken fright at 
something before he could regain his seat. 
Assistance had by this time arrived from the 
house, and we carried the sufferers in. The lady 
was soon almost entirely restored, but it was some¬ 
time before the gentleman’s senses returned.— 
Yv hat was my surprise, when the blood and dust 
were washed from his face, to find that he was no 
less a person than Mr. 8t JohD, whom I had seen 
once or twice since his marriage. 
His female companion then—who was she ? she 
was not his wife. I doubt II he himself could have 
told. I learned from him afterward, that in a fit 
of half intoxicated rage he had left his wife, 
threatening never to :^turn, and had picked up 
this woman, he hardly knew where, upon the road. 
Very probably she had picked him up, as I dis¬ 
covered that be had not a cent of money with 
him, though he assured me that he had been well 
provided when he started. I explained the matter 
as well as I could to Eveiard’a uncle, and in less 
than half an hour, she was on her way to the near¬ 
est o^ilway station. Tnut was one partof the story 
thaPYiCver reached the ears of Lizzie St. John. 
Scarcely hud the wagon which contained the 
sharper disappeared, when another carriage came 
around the curve in the road, and 1 thought that 
I heard a faint shriek aa it pulled up by the side 
of the wreck. It stopped hut a moment, however, 
and drove up to the house. Suspecting the truth 
I left Everard with the wounded, hut now nearly 
sobered man, and harrying to the gate, assisted 
Mrs. St. John to alight. She was fainting nearly 
with fear and fatigue, and leaned heavily upon 
my arm as we went in. 
" Is be here — is he hurt? for mercy’s sake, tell 
me! is he killed?” gasped the unfortunate woman 
trembling with agitation. 
“Pray be calm, Mrs. St. John,” said I, "he is 
here, and somewhat hurt, hut I think he is in no 
immediate danger. Do not distress yourself, I 
assure you, you need have no fear.” 
"But I must see him. Oh, take me to him at 
once—I must see him!” 
“Are you strong enough yet?” said I, “had yon 
not better wait a few minutes?” 
She attempted to answer, but before she could 
utter a word, the poor creature faiuted in my anus. 
By the time the ladies had restored her to con¬ 
sciousness, 1 had apprised both her busbnud and 
Everard Mead of her arrival, The latter hastened 
from the house at, once, “ to go for a doctor,” as 
he said—hut the effect upon the former was pain¬ 
ful to look upon. His anguish of mind and body 
was terrible, and I began to fear for the result— 
“ I cannot see her I 1 dare not see her! Oh, I have 
so injured her 1 oh, my poor wife—my own, own 
Lizzie 1” 
But he was not destined to see her, nor was our 
chapter of incidents for the day yet full, for as I 
returned to the other room, I saw Mre. St John in 
earnest and tearful expostulation with a tall old 
gentleman, whom I at once recognized as her 
father. She was entreating him to allow her to 
remain with her buBband, but he would not listen 
to her, and whether she would or no, she must re¬ 
turn with him, “and leave her rascally sot of a 
runaway to his fate.” He went into St. John’s 
room, however, before he departed, and loaded 
him with bitter reproaches, to which the wounded 
man, whose sorrow was all for his wife, and whose 
pride was unbroken, would only reply with retorts 
as bitter. And they went away; and St. John’s 
driver came after the horses, and the doctor told 
us that the life of our charge depended upon his 
beiog kept quiet thereafter, and that even now 
brain fever seemed inevitable. 
To make a Jong story short, the fever came; 
and after keeping him between life and death for 
many days, it left him as weak as a child. I 
thought that we all did our duty by him, but noth¬ 
ing could exceed the care and tenderness with 
which Everard watched and tended him; and 
when at last he became convalescent, and lay 
helpless and spirit-stricken, the man whose life 
had been so darkened by his success, would sit by 
him for hours to amuse, and, yes, instruct him, for 
I could see plainly that now that the wounds* of 
the body were healed, my friend was trying to 
reach the deeply seated disease of the spirit. And 
the generous boy succeeded fully and perfectly, 
and Mortimer St. John arose from his couch of 
pain a wiser and a better man—in the best sense 
of the phrase, a new man. All this Everard wrote 
to me, for 1 had then returned to the city, and by 
my instrumentality old Mr. Burton w&3 pacified, 
and Lizzie, upon whom her sorrows had exerted a 
wonderful influence, was permitted to visit her 
husband. And I went down with her. I will not 
describe their meeting, but there waa one other 
which I cannot pubs over. 
All this time, Everard’s name had not been men¬ 
tioned to Lizzie, and he had studiously avoided her 
upon her arrival, hut the morning after, at St 
John's request, he came into the room where they 
were sitting. The lady had not been left ignorant 
of the effect of her conduct upon him, and it was 
with a start of pain and surprise, almost ol anger, 
that she recognized him as he entered. But the 
expression of her countenance changed as her 
husband said, in a low, earnest voice, "Lizzie, it is 
to Mr. Meail, under God, that I owe my restoration, 
bodily and mentaL I can never pay him my debt, 
nor yon either, if yon love me.” 
She gave him her hand—his face was as pale as 
death, but be took it lirmly, and replied with a 
smile—such a smile. 
“I am very happy, indeed, if I have been of any 
Hervioe to Mrs. St. John, she is an old friend of 
mine.” But Lizzie bowed her head upon her hus¬ 
band’s shoulder and wept bitterly; and Everard 
quietly left the room. 
"Oh!” sobbed the conscience-stricken woman, 
"he has heaped coals of fire upon my head—I was 
so cruel, so thoughtless! Will you not ask him to 
forgive me?” 
"I should think,” said I, “that his care of Mr. 
St. John would be proof enough of how perfectly 
he has forgiven you.” 
And he bad forgiven her; hut he could never 
forget, and though many years have passed away 
since then, the wound has never closed over. 
lie has borne it patiently, however, aud (for he 
is now a clergyman) every member of his charge 
can bear witness to his faithful earnestness and his 
upright manhood. 
Nevertheless, at tirneB, I cannot help wishing 
that he had not been so bitterly disappointed in 
his “ boy love.”— Graham's Magazine. 
outfr’s (toiur 
2PE.A.33 ODY’S 
|NEW HAUTBOIS STRAWBERRY, 
I AM NOW' PREPARED TO BELT, THE IN.ANTS OP 
this most wonderful fruit, at tedneed rates. I )>is #nperb 
lrult, the present season, although bndly hindered by lute frost 
aud by dromh, ban fully rostulued nil that I liuvo claimed Tor 
it, vlt:—It Is tho largest dsns : most h.-iun iliil ilo.h, d'Urp crliu- 
. fli 11 *)i ..Hlng and juicy; 
and hears transporinllon better limn any :-ti nn berry ever yet 
cultivated. Ii Is tup earliest or ttd Strawberries, blooming Ju»t 
as soon in Die Sprint ns the frott. will permit It, and continues 
in fruit until Kali. It 1* a hardy, rapid, and v igmnn* grower, an 
abundant beurer.nml adapted to any latitude whom tbe Straw¬ 
berry will fruit. That I may not bn accused of over-esrimatlng 
the value of Ibis Strawberry, I give In my Circular extracts 
from various papeix, North arid South, and from letters ol dis¬ 
tinguished private individuals, showing the estimate in which 
this Trull Is held by those who have bad the opportunity of tont¬ 
ine it 
fills plant being hermaphrodite, produces frail without an 
Impregnator,which is a great advantage over pistillate varieties 
Plants put nut this Pad will piodticu line fruit next Spring an:: 
Summer. 
The Northern and Middle Klut-s ?nay procure those plants 
from Messrs <L M TflUBPDKN .V CO,. 15 John St., New 
York: anti the extreme Southern Stales from POMKKOY .t 
MARSHALL, Mobile, and J. A. MuRTON A CO. W Magazine 
SL. Row Oilcans Iwlll pack tho plain* to packages of at* 
Doarn, and one JlumheJ. each, in eaitb and wont, to I hat they 
caii have air am! ship them by Express to my ugentH twice a 
week, thereby insuring a continued fresh supply, and put tho 
plan is at the follow leg rates.-— For « package o! lid, $lu; for a 
package one dozen, ft. Orders accompanied with the cash will 
receive prompt attention liora either Mest.i*..) M Thorburn, 
INGobu St, Now York ; Pomeroy A Marshall, Mobile, or J A. 
Morion. New Orleans, I Will send Single dozens to any part of 
the United States, Muil, on the recaption of $S; and will send 
pnckagi-K of 1,1 VI', by Railroad or Express, fhr if so. Tack ages 
of 1 , 01 X 1 may be ordered through my agents, giving them time 
to notify mo to forward them. In sTiding the plant* by mail, t 
shall take cate to obtain only tho runnels u! the prvseni. season, 
and wlLhouxh they may not bn as large an two year old runners, 
yet they will bear transportation.better and pc more certain to 
Uve. CUAS A, PEABODY. 
Columbus, Go., August 1,1357 MiiwSeow 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker."" 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
I am composed of twelve letters. 
My 7, 2, 9, 8, 10, 11, 4 is a musical instrument. 
My 5, 8,1 is an island in Europe. 
My G, 3,10 is a very acceptable visitor now-a-days. 
My 7, 2,12,10 is an essential farm product 
My 5, 2, 9, 6, 11 iB a domestic animal. 
My 12, 3, 5, 9 is a river in Prussia. 
My whole is plainly before yon. 
Gates, N. Y„ 1857. G. H. L. 
Answer next week. 
For Moore's Rural N«w-Y#rker. 
SUMMER MORNING. 
Bright are the skies above, 
Aud bright earth below, 
Happiness and sunshine. 
All around ns glow; 
Now the pure, golden light, 
Dimples the streams— 
Smiles upon the valleys— 
Through the forest gleams: 
Rests on tho gentle flowers. 
With a loving smile, 
And throws, o'er the mountains, 
A halo the while. 
All Nature rejoices, 
And loud, glad, and clear, 
The song of the wild-birds. 
Falls sweet on the ear. 
0, this gladness and glory, 
Illumine the heart— 
Wake joy from its slumber, 
Bid sorrow depart: 
And the tones of the spirit 
Break forth in delight, 
To join the. great chorus— 
Wo thank God for light! 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
HISTORICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of twenty-three letters. 
My 1, 6, 9,13, 21, 17, 8, 11 was the father of Cyrus. 
My 5, 20, 9, 22, 3 was one of the ancient poets. 
Sly 18. 21,19,14 was an ancient city of riiomicia. 
Sly 9, 2,12,10, -1, 6 was the Goddess of the morning'. 
My 23, 6, 3, 16, 17 wa a on© of the most ancient 
historians. 
My 15,19, 2,1, 20 was a law-giver of the Athenians 
who punished every fault with death. 
Sly whole is that noted phrase used by Cato at 
the close of every speech, that he made before the 
Senate. YV. T. Parker. 
ilorniDg Sun, Ohio, 1857. 
Answer next week. 
Roselia! 
Hastings, N. Y\, 1857 
GREAT S-A-IjEI OF 
DEVON CATTLE «fc SOUTH-DOWN SHEEP. 
O N WEDNESDAY, 9lh of September, 1357. I will -si I at pnb- 
11c auction, wa/iout rum*, my herd of Devon Cattle, about 
forty-1ve In number, and my l!t)oki)f Mouth-Down Sheep, about 
on. hundred, at my farm oil Grand Island, two miles from tho 
Railroad and Omnibus Klatiotj# in Nurtb llnlfalo 
J have bred Devons for many years. Tho original stock worn 
derived from tho best animal* and lor the lnnt m ven years my 
breeding bulb have Lceu of Imported blood, direct lioni I'ovon- 
shlre, England, which, with sov> ml of my present cows, are re- 
CO'ded In Die English Devon Herd Book. All my herd will bo 
roconletl in the American Devon Herd Book, soon to bo pub¬ 
lished, and are equal, probably. In quality, to any others In this 
country. Tbo bet.i consists of about 3U cow* and heifers, and 
15 or 10 bull* and bull calve*. 
My Month-Do ten* me deecendnd originally from the flocks of 
Mr. V.llmnn, the Duke of Richmond, ami other celebrated Eng¬ 
lish breeders, crossed for tbo lost seven or eight years with 
rnnu bred by tbo great South-Down breeder, Mr. Webb, of 
Bnlrrnham, England. Tbe-ro will be 75 or 8U ewes, tho remainder 
rams. 
As I Intend making a clean sate, thin will probably be a bettor 
opportunity for purchasers to select animal# to their llklug than 
any other which will occur for Bonto Drue. 
Descriptive Catalogues will bo ready by the first of August, 
which will bo mint by mat) to all those applying lo trie by letter. 
Ttnas or Sami.—F or all sums lest thou $Ui), cash; on sums 
Of JUKI ii 11 d over, goad note# at three months, on Interest, paya¬ 
ble at bunk, will bo leeched. 
The stock will be delivered oti Steam boat or Railroad, at Buf¬ 
falo, ai may bo denired. tho day after the sale. 
Those wishing to vlnw the stock previous to U>c #ale, will be 
conveyed to th. farm by calling at my residence; and those at¬ 
tending on tbs sale day will cress Die Niagara river between ibe 
farm aud main shore by steam ferry from tha omnllitl# station 
at Lower Black Rock, or North Didlalo. (o which either the 
omnibuses or tall car* will bring them from their stations in 
Buffalo. Sale to commence at 11 o'clock. A M ol the first day. 
8'XtwJeow LEWIS F. ALLEN. 
Black Rock, N. Y., .Tilly, 1K57. _ 
BOY LOVE.—A SKETCH 
For Moore’s Rnral New-Yorker. 
ARITHMETICAL PROBLEM. 
BY W. O. STODDARD, 
SurposB Rochester and Batavia to be connected 
with Canandaigua by straight railroad: let the dis¬ 
tance from Rochester to Batavia be thirty six 
miles; from Batavia to Canandaigua fifty-one; 
from Canandaigua to Rochester twenty-seven 
miles. Suppose that two traits set out at the 
same instant of time—the one from Canandaigua 
to Batavia at the rate ol thirty miles per hour; 
and the other from Batavia to Rochester at the 
rate of thirty-six miles per hour. How long after 
setting out will they be nearest each other? 
YYest Somerset, N. Y., 1857. A. B. Evans. 
jZ£f~ Answer next week. 
Those first fierce gushes of a deep and passionate 
nature — those first flaming6 up of the hotter fires 
of the human soul—are we not far too apt. to look 
npon them slightingly, almost contemptuously? 
I am not speaking of Ik Marvel’s sea-coal affec¬ 
tions, but of better and stronger things. Is it not 
often the case that the heart never recovers from 
its first painful searing? I fancy that the history 
of many a cold and hard and worldly heart might 
reveal some such bitter cause. Be this as it may, 
no one who ever knew Everard Mead, as I knew 
him, would have thought that he could be trifled 
with without injury. He was about eighteen at 
the time of my story; a tall, nobly formed, manly 
boy: a boy in years, bnt with all a man’s energy 
in his firm, finely cut Ups and dark, thoughtful 
eyes. He was not altogether handsome, to be sure, 
though his eyes and smile, and tho intellect that 
lit up hiB features, would have redeemed the most 
utter ugliness of outline—though ugly he was not. 
I used to tell him he was not a safe boy to be 
trusted among tbe girle, he was far too sensitive, 
too full of that passion that is so fearfully strong 
for good or evil. Withal he was religious, deeply 
so; and his religion was like himself, manly, ear¬ 
nest, living. He thought it no shame to his faith 
to be the best shot, boxer, and fencer among ns, 
and to enter into all earthly life with the better 
heart because he looked forward to another. 
Among all onr young lady acquaintances there 
was none so beautiful, so accomplished, so fasci¬ 
nating, as Lizzie Barton. Of a very proud and 
wealthy family, she bad yet the keenness to per¬ 
ceive the beauty and worth of my friend’s charac¬ 
ter, and to draw him to her, though he was only a 
a poor student. Moreover, he was a universal 
favorite, and her vanity was pleased by having 
him npon the list of her admirers. She was about 
his own age, but, as ladies of that age are apt to do, 
she looked upon him as a mere boy, whom Bhe 
could drop at her pleasure. 
She was a born coquette; no heart of any con¬ 
sequence beat behind that brilliant mask of wit 
and beauty—at least sol thought at the time—and 
it was not until long afterward that I discovered 
my error. Poor Everard! he had not been Iong in 
her hands before he discovered that he had been 
differently constituted. In vain I reasoned with 
him and warned him, he turned from me half 
angrily, refusing to believe anything amiss of the 
glorious idol of his worship. He was in love— 
deeply, desperately in love; and only a compara¬ 
tive few of the great army of the smitten, have 
any conception of the real meaning of the phrase. 
He knew its meaning, however, and his whole soul 
was filled with the mysterious knowledge. 
Lizzie saw it—of course she saw it—and I could 
almost have cursed her that she could not see what 
a fire she had kindled, and still add fuel to the 
flame. It waa coquetry when she smiled so sweetly 
at Everard’s approach. Mere coquetry when she 
left all other society to spend half an hour in a 
tete-a-tete with him—it was her first triumph, and 
he was her first victim—and Bhe was as proud as a 
hunter of hiB first deer — making game of such a 
For Moore's Rnral Now-Yorker. 
NAUTICAL PROBLEM. 
Coming in from sea at a station D, I observed 
two headlands, A and B, and inlaud a steeple, C, 
which appeared between the headlands. I found 
the distance of the headland's from each other to 
be 6.35 miles, and the distance of the headland.— 
A, from the steeple, C, 2.8 miles and the head¬ 
land, B from the steeple 3.47 miles; the angles 
were also measured and I found tbe angle ABC, 
equal to 12° 15'; the angle B D C, equal to 15° 30'. 
Required my distance from each of the headland’s 
and from the steeple. H. D. Donnei.lt. 
Bonnettsburg, N. Y., 1857. 
Answer next week. 
KBX7ZIXD6 
LAKE, UAJN AND KIVKK WATER KH.TEIIS. 
ITAVK BEEN IN CSE FOR SIXTEEN TEAKS. AND IN 
i-J- ail parts of the United Staton and the Canadas, have (riven 
tno highest intlsfactlon. They are Eden title In their construc¬ 
tion. Portable, Durable and Cheap. Ko t .'.rcnlnr* with particu¬ 
lar#, address 7 JC. CJItKNKY A 00., 
SSleowtf Rochester, N. Y. 
WHO WANTS A CHEAP PIANO I 
rnllR SUBSCRIBER HAS FOR YEARS BEEN ENGAGED 
X In tho purchase and sale of IHanot, IJarvs, MWodroai, Guitar#, 
Orgaus, Mn*lc, nle., and being a prank d. niiulcvtn, has given 
entire satisfaction He buy* Jar l y from the mnnnfailureit and 
Is thereby rehdmd from heavy rent* and othor expense# Every 
Instrument Mid by blm, receive* hi* ptrtonai attention, and Is 
guaranteed not only a# (o </u<Uity. but an being cheaper than It can 
bo procured at any wholesale house In America. A printed list 
of price#, accompanied by the moat uuqOestlOuaWle re'hrencei, 
will bo «cnt on application, flee of charge, to «U part# ot the 
world. Address JAMES M. FDNKY, 
flBS-snw tf 86 John fit. New York. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
CHARADE. 
COLE, ADAMS tfc CO., 
(SUCCKBBOR8 TO Wiu.ua N. Back) Bookseller#, Stationers, and 
Dealer# in Printers' Slock, No JO liuiJnlo SL, Rochester, N. Y. 
A n oouc w. > aniusL a r adims. 
My first is found in friendship 
As well as in every fight; 
My second is seen in every day, 
Though it never is seen In light. 
My third is the head of all righteousness, 
Yet is found in everything wrong; 
My fourth is always in music, 
Yet cannot be found in song. 
My fifth is used to denote myself, 
And is seen in everything right; 
My sixth is the close of every rain, 
And the beginning of every night 
My seventh is ever with the good. 
Yet ne’er with charity is found, 
My whole is a kind of labor 
Known only to those who till the ground, 
North East, I’a., 1S57. M. D. P 
Answer next week. 
8ABEY & BUCHAN, 
Dialers ix Hats, Caps akd Foks at the “ Old Premium Ilat 
Store," No. 23 State street, Rochester N, V 337 
RAPALJE & COS 
Grxisxi: Skxo a*p AOSJOUtTPKJtt Waiixboosk, W Buffalo 
St- Rochester. N V., and Port Hope. O. W Agricultural 
Implement*, Machines, Ac., at Wholesale and Retail. Import¬ 
ed and homo grow u Garden. Eield and Flower Seed*. 887 
BRIGGS BROTHER, 
IurORntKB amp Orowxcs. and Wholesale and Rato ft Denier# 
in G At den, Pield iind Flowtti 1 fcHJtdH, a nd H orticultural Iwple- 
nientA, -VS State St., Rochester,■ V. UP*SeedsfuruLbedon 
corn ml*, ion. Choice Peas and Feans at W holranle 387 
J. E. CHENEY' & CO., 
MAirorACrvuitRS or Kkpxix's Water Fillet#, Thmmometere, 
Refrigerator#, Stoves, Tin, Copper and Sheet Doe If are— mid 
Hauler# In House Furnishing Good# of every description, 
Nos. SO and 61 State 8t., RoebeeUw. N. Y. 387 
ADAMS, HASTINGS & McVKAN, 
Gcwesi&b I’AVtR Mills, Manufacturer* of Book. Printing and 
Wrapping Paper, and Dealer# 111 Flue Paper. F’rioters’ Stock, 
Inks, Straw Board, Ac Warehouse, No (i'J State St, Roehes- 
ter f~jy~ ('ftah paid for Rug#, Klselng. Ropa Ac _ 3S7 
ERA8TUS DARBOW A BROTHER, 
Boos Sxllkr#, Pvblishubs axu Statioxkhs, O*horn House 
Block. Rochester, X. Y„ WUoRualo and Retail Dealer* In 
School, Medical, Religion#, Sunday School, Miscellaneous 
and New Books, Writing Paper, Stale*, Slate Pencils, Print¬ 
ing Ink, Ac Order# from Dealer# solicited 387 
Over wisdom I rule, with a scepter supreme, 
I awaken the warrior, when war is the theme, 
Haste on with the wine, to enliven the howl. 
Break forth in the wit that enlivens the sonl; 
With the rainbow I linger, with the whirlwinds I blend, 
Distil not iu rain, hut iu suow-ilakea descend; 
With the weak I am strong, and am eilcnt in wrath, 
Walk in the ways of the wicked, yet not in their path; 
I am first in a wife, o'er a woman I reign, 
With the wretched 1 mingle, hut nerer complain: 
I woo and I wed, yet from Hymen I fly— 
Am the leader with woe, yet with sorrow must sigh; 
There’s no water without me, yet ne’er waa I found 
In river or lake, or where fountains abound; 
Throughout the wide world 1 nolidt the riew, 
Yet I am not of myself, but a compound of you. 
ZjF" Auswer next week. 
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WILLIAM WIRT AND TOM CORWIN 
It issaid that Tom Corwin, ns he is familiarly 
called, was once trying a case in which he was op¬ 
posed to the late Mr. Wirt, when tbe latter tried a 
somewhat novel mode of discrediting the evidence 
of Mr. Corwin’s chief witness, on whose accuracy 
and discrimination everything turned, by showing 
that he was a person of astonishing credulity. 
Wirt —Have you read Robinson Crusoe? 
Witness —Yes. 
Wirt —Do you believe it all? 
Witness —iVell, yes, Squire; I don’t know but 
what I do. 
The same answers were returned as to Gulliver’s 
Travels, and several other works of fiction, Cor¬ 
win all the while fidgeting and getting hot Pres¬ 
ently Mr. Wirt, considering the man entirely flat¬ 
tened out resigned him with a bland Bmile. 
Mr. Corwin said he had only one question to ask, 
and put it— 
Corwin —Have you read Wirt’s Life of Patrick 
Henry? 
Witness —Yes. 
Corwin Do you believe it all? 
IVif/jess—Why, no, Squire; I can’t go that 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma—Acrostical, 
in No. 398:—Render strict justice to all. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma in No. 398:— 
Benjamin Franklin. 
Answer to Charade iu No. 398:—Oil. 
Answer to Geometi ical Problem in No. 398:— 
300, 240, 180. 
A company of ladies, the othor day, discussed 
the following question:—“What is the great duty 
of man?” One of them contended, with success, 
that it was to pay dry goods bills! 
“Donald,” said a Scotch dame, looking up from 
the Catechism to her son, "what’s a slander?”— 
“ A slander, gudo mither?” quoth young Donald, 
twistlDg the corner of his plaid, “ aweel, I hardly 
ken, unless it be, mayhap, aud ower true talc which 
one gudo woman tells of anither,” 
A gentleman, who has a very strong desire to 
be a funny man, sat down npon a hooped skirt, 
the other day. With a desperation equal to any 
emergency, he whistled—" I'm sitting on the style 
Mary." 
A little Swedish girl, while walking with her 
father, on a starry night, absorbed in contempla¬ 
tion of the Bkies, being asked of what she wa* 
thlnkiiig, replied—"1 waa thinking if the wrong 
side of heaven is so glorious, what must the right 
side be!” 
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Agricultural, Literary and Family Newspaper, 
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Office, Union Buildings, Opposite the Court House. 
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Two Dollars A Yeak—$ 1 for »lx months. To Clubs and 
Agent# as follow#:—Tbrvo Ooplo# an# year, for $5 ; Six Copit'# 
(and ono to Agent or gattor np of Club,) for $11'; Ten Cople# (#nd 
ono-fo Agent,) for $15, aud any additional number at the same 
rate, ($1,50 per eopy I A* we are obliged to pre pay the Ameri¬ 
can pantago on paper# *ont to the British Frovlnoe#, oar Cana¬ 
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clnb rates of tha Bukal. 
, 1 ,serilim's wishing their paper* changed from one Post 
Gfllco K> another, ahould be particular in specifying theoilico# 
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Advxktisino—B rief and appropriate advertisement# will bo 
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Our rule Is lo give no udvortLoment, nnles* very brief, more 
lb on four consecutive insertions. Patent Medicines, Ac-, are 
cot advertised in the Rural on any condition#. 
The most barren ground, by manuring, may be 
made to produce good fruits; the fiercest beasts 
by art, are made tame; so are moral virtues ac¬ 
quired by custom. 
Indolence leaves the door of the soul unlocked, 
and thieves and robbers go in and spoil it of its 
treasures. 
W'O'O’tilV’O’tied'wV'AlA.ad'O'li'k'VVlAi 
