MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER: AN AGRICULTURAL AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER 
ADVERTISEMENTS, 
grava bo dark and silent waa eloquent in its re. 
spouses. 
“Ah! does the bleeding heart of humanity in¬ 
quire ‘Who is Love?’ The son of a fond father; 
the mother's darling daughter; the wife of the 
faithful husband; the husband of a true and doting 
wife; a dear brother; an idolized sister; ft revered 
father; an angel mother; a worshiped lover, and 
all those bound to us by the nearest and dearest 
ties of nature and affection—such is Love! these 
are Love!” 
And they followed Love to the grave, and when 
itsawfal gloom and palling silence had Bhuther 
form from the gaze of mortal sympathy and sor¬ 
row, despair wrung from the great heart of hu¬ 
manity one long, deep, funereal groan, which fell 
on the ears of the mourners—the Death-Knell of 
Love! t. d. 
Albany, N. Y., 1857. 
Lena. The beautifnl Georgia claimed his atten¬ 
tion for a moment, but his heart, was charmed with 
the lovely and gentle Lena. 
Having studied law at the South, with Judge 
McL, after his first great suit—which was decided 
in his favor—the talented and perseveiing Robin 
won the bright-eyed Lena for his bride, and thence 
they removed to the North on his wedding day, 
Donai.d McLaren and Georgia Livingston, the 
haughty Margaret and her affianced, and Alice 
and her lover, accompanying them. 
In the North, wealth and fame came to Roiun 
Rak; and often when he sits in his elegant parlor, 
by his darling Lena, and his little ones, he feels 
that bis mother’s words were true, for “brighter 
times hud come.” 
Locust Bough, Penn Yan, N. Y , 1857- 
village, and so could not tell where to go when 
sent out. 
I wonder when the “brighter times will come,” 
thought he, as he entered a large bookstore, and 
asked, “Do yon want a boy, sir?” 
“ Well, yes, what can yon do, boy?” said a benevo¬ 
lent looking old gentlemaD. 
“Most anything you want sir,” he replied, enu¬ 
merating his various qualifications. 
“Well, you’ll do, I guess,” exclaimed the old 
man, when he had finished, •' what’s your name?” 
“Robin Eae, sit.” 
“Bobin Rae. Are yon Scotch?” 
“ My father wsb,” was the low reply. 
<J O IaIjTC Gr I A/rK INSTITiri’E, 
TbooLester, 1ST. Y. 
L. R SATTERLEE & J. E. DEXTER, Principals. 
rpiIE FALL TERM OF THIS INSTITUTION will com- 
1 lui ncu on .Mondav, September 7th. 
The Course of Study utnl Toims of Tuition remain unchang¬ 
ed from la-i year. Tho Hoard of instruction oi*o continues 
the sumo, w ith a single exception. Dr. Sr torn, lain Princi¬ 
pal of the Monr.t. Scuooi., nl Lima, he* became permanently 
conn oted with thn institution. ami will hereafter teach a por¬ 
tion of ouch tiny and co-operate will, tho Principals m Hie gen¬ 
eral til reel inn and ranting, ment of the Boarding Oep&rfinont, 
Pro vision lx mad* io trie new Hoarding House for forty students. 
Tho room* are pei leotly ventilated, lighted with in 4 *, And tasto- 
fully furnished ’ Tho Principals, with limit families arid noveral 
of the Tcach' rs reside in the Building. 
Expense* for Board, Tuition Light. Washing, Books and Sta¬ 
tionery. $2,V per year, payable quarterly lu advance There 
ere no extros or Incidental expenses. 
A HARVEST HYMN. 
ay WILLIAM ROSS WALLACE. 
Smile on, smile on, thou sentinel moon 
From yonder Heaven’s pure, aeurc deep, 
Over the happy harvest homes, 
Night fondly folds to sacred sleep, 
While we who choose to wake, shall sing 
With solemn tone our thankful lays 
For all tho opulence that fell 
From Summer's long alum-giving days, 
Whose goldeu banners wore unlurled, 
Like benedictions o'er the woild. 
u, 
We’ll sing the Sun who kissed his Inode, 
His own ccar, emerald-mantled Earth, 
With the same pasbionate, burning lips, 
As when she sparkled into birth; 
Nor ceased until he saw her sweet. 
Broad bosom full of van naming leaves, 
And bursting buds that prophets were 
Of ruby fruit and golden sheaves: 
0, burning bridegroom! what delight 
Imparadised thine eager sight! 
1857. BUMMER ARRANGEMENT. IBS'. 
SHORE A3ST3D 
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Toledo. Chico go, Milwaukee, Galena. Rock 
island, Burlington, Dubuque, St. Haul, 
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And all ToisilH in l :.o West Bud South-Wet L 
Trains leave Bull.do from Exchange street Depot connecting 
will ail Eastern Trains os follows, (Bundaytt Excepted: 
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Arrives at Dunkirk 8.55 A. .M„ Erie HI.Ml AM.. Cleveland 2.30 
I*. M. |Dine,I Toledo 7.K P. M. (Kcp ,] Chicago (520 next morn¬ 
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A M next morning, ranking direct connections with all lines 
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The above Trains connect at Cleveland 
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For ST. LOUIS, via Hnllelontaino, Columbus, or Cincin¬ 
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FARE AS LOW AS Bf ANY OTHER ROUTE. 
BAGGAGE CHECKED THROUGH 
To Cincinnati, Toledo. Chicago, 8t l«ui», Milnnukeo and 
all Principal points West and South-West. 
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and in Buffalo, at the Company's Ticket office, Exchange street 
Depot, also at the 
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Aug, 1SST. Will. II. UAHII. Uon‘1 Agent, Buffalo. 
For Moore's Kursd New-Yorker. 
TUE DEATH-HELL OF LOVE, 
ouil's Cunur 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
nearer his heart’s desire — to enter college—than I 
the day he came. He had not money enough even 
tvit.h the larger salary he had had each year since 
the first 
“Of what arc von thinking?” asked his em¬ 
ployer one day. 
“I was thinking how I*d love to go to college, 
sir,” was the unexpected reply. 
“Well, Robin, would you like that better than a 
costly present?” 
“Indeed, I would, sir.” 
“Well spoken, my boy; stop—let me see,”—and 
he walked briskly away, with a thoughtful air. 
That night -the old man came to Robin, and 
asked, “how old are yon, my lad?” 
“Eighteen, sir,” answered the boy. 
“Are yon ready to enter college?” 
“Yes, sir.” 
“Welt, Robin, I’ve been for some time thinking 
I would give yon a present for being so faithful to 
my interests, as I thought your salary not large 
enough, so will you go to college with my son 
William?” 
“1 haven't enough money,” was the sad reply. 
“ Why, Robin, I mean it f or a present Wjllia m 
is so unsteady that I hesitated long about sending 
him yet, but if you will go, I shall have no fears. 
Remember 'twill be a favor to me as well as your¬ 
self.” 
“I would, sir, but it costs you too much, and I 
wiBh to be independent,” said Robin, who saw 
through the kind excuse of his employer. 
So you can, boy, so you can, — I admire your 
spirit, but this is only an equivalent for your 
assisting William in his studies, and watching 
over his conduct; now, Robin, yon will accept it.” 
“ Yes, I will, and I thank yon more than I can 
tell for your great generosity to me.” 
“ I am glad, Robin, for your sake, and my own,” 
and the old man pressed his hand and left him. 
I am composed of fourteen letters. 
My 1,10. 3,13 is a passion. 
My 2, 0. 4 is a number. 
My 12, 8,11 is an article of appareL 
My 3, 8, 6, 7 is often seen on a steeple. 
My 14, 12, 5, 9,13 is a. river in Europe. 
My (5, 4, 14, 2 waa a Roman Emperor. 
My 9,2, 3,7,1 is akindof reading much sought for. 
My 1, 8. fi, 11, 4, 14, 9 is used in the night. 
My 9,13, 3, 4 ,14 is an adverb. 
My 14, 7, 3,13, 1 is a town in Europe. 
My 6, 2, 5, 9 is a time of day. 
My 2, 9 is a preposition. 
My 1, 4,11, 11, 7,14 is a medium of communica¬ 
tion. 
My whole is a Christian duty. 
Mention, N. Y., 1857. J. J. C. 
jSSf* Answer next week. 
We’D sing the Clouds, whose generoas hands 
Bore up their urns, brimful of rain; 
And leaned then) till they overflowed 
Upon tho mountain-side and plain. 
O, how your dark eyes flushed with joy 
In lightnings, as ye saw their mirth; 
And how your thunderous voices broke 
Delighted o’er the thirsty Barth, 
Who like a bacchanal would reel 
And drink at every glorious peal! 
ours, ana what we tain would consecrate to nn- 
mortality, ho consigns to oblivion. He holds uni¬ 
versal dominion over the hearts and homes of 
men, and tho fairest and the firstlings of his flocks, 
he immolates first upon the altar of annihilation. 
Men may make monarchs to rule, and potentates 
may bridle the liberties of a nation; tyranny and 
might may usurp the throne of justice; or, liberty 
may rule and peace reign; these one and all are 
the vice-roya of Death, and though they may not 
have received their power from him, they hold 
it subject to his will. He is blind to the tears of 
affection, and deaf to the appeals of human love and 
mortal woe. Though his glassy eyes are insensi¬ 
ble the beauties of earth, and his adamantine 
heart callous to the affections and sympathies of 
humanity, more than all the countless millions who 
are alike his children and his victims, Love, earth’s 
fairest daughter, seems to he his favorite. He 
cares not that his chilly passion is unreciprocated, 
but assuming a thousand different forms, aa unlike 
bis own as possible, to steal unawares upon the 
object of his fatal attachment, sooner or later he 
succeeds in clasping the frail beauty to his dismal 
breast. Though it is the wealth of a heart, and 
the priceless gem of a soul, and though its pos¬ 
session can add nothing to his glory or dominion, 
he will not rest until the drooping willow, broken 
heart, and urn, and silent tombstone bear the sad 
testimony that Ebe is bis. 
I will relate a story, in illustration of these 
mournful facts, called the “ Death-Knell of Love.” 
Innocence was the gift of Perfection which Goo 
gave to man to make him a fit companion for an- 
gelB, and an inhabitant of heaven. Man locked it 
deep in his destiny instead of his heart, and put a 
nymptb whose name was Vigil to keep watch at 
the door. But while Vigil slept, sin broke the 
bars asunder, and purloined that priceless jewel 
which no wealth could restore, and man became a 
mourner the day be lost bis innocence. To com¬ 
fort him, and beguile the sad hours of his pilgrim¬ 
age on earth, the Lord gave him Love. And so 
young Love, heaven-born, became the fairest child, 
as well as the frailest possession, and most capri¬ 
cious daughter of earth. And she sat upon a 
throne of flowers, in a beautiful grove filled with 
perfume and music, and a wreath of poesy encir¬ 
cled her brow. 8be played upon a harp strung with 
the chords of the human heart, and the soft sigh¬ 
ing breezes played fondly with her tresses. 
And it chanced that Death, in bia solitary wan¬ 
derings, passed by the bower of Love. lie marked 
her in her gayest attire, and his soul was smitten 
with her charms. He envied earth a possession 
so fair, and determined to add her to his treasures. 
Assuming the form of Pleasure, with bis artful 
wiles, he soon wooed and won the unsuspecting 
damsel, the aDgel of the heart, and Bbe clasped 
him to her embrace. Alas! fatal moment!—her 
touch dissipated his disguise, and transformed him 
to hia true appearance, and when Love turned to 
kies her wooer, she met the icy lipB, and cold em¬ 
brace of Death! 
Then the devotees of Love were sad, and sor¬ 
row filled their hearts. They cried unto Death 
saying:—“Behold, thou art rich, and this isonr 
only possession! Yonr dark palace is filled with 
the choice spoils of Time, and the beauty and va¬ 
lor of six thousand years ore gathered in your 
gloomy halls. Though she can be of but little 
value to you, she is worth millions to us! She is 
our all, and you, into whose possession all the gifts 
and hopes of earth from age to age have faded, 
can well spare us this one, our only gift!” 
But the ear of Death was dull, and he heeded 
not the cry of affliction, nor the entreaties of 
friends. He drew bia dreaded dart to blot out for¬ 
ever earth’s brightest blessing onu its best But a 
messenger, whose name was Mercy, descending on 
a beam of light from the eternal world, arrested 
his bony band, crying to the son3 of men:— 
“Earth’s glories and Time’s trophies most he 
gathered for him that gave them. ‘The Lord 
giveth and the Lord talieth away, blessed be 
the name of the Lord.’ Death gave naught but. 
pain and sorrow; he can take away naught but 
sorrow and pain. Hia palace is not decked with 
the Wealth of Earth and air, neither do the jewels 
of Time glitter in his sombre halls. Bntall which 
he hath removed from the realms of human hope, 
save pain and sorrow, man’s evil boon, are gath¬ 
ered in the courts of the God of Eternity, who 
rules the destinies of the universe, 
“ And he loves to gather in glory there, 
The choicest things of earth and air." 
Thither his messenger Death haB come to remove 
Love, and there she shall find a more congenial 
soil in which to grow, and you shall meet her 
there, and dwell with her forever. But God hath 
heard thy prayer, and It shall come to pass that 
she shall visit thee in gladness, and anoint thee 
with joy. Nevertheless her visitations to yon in 
the future, though bright, shall be short 
And when the angel of Mercy had departed, the 
form of Love trembled a moment, like a leaf in 
tho blast, and then withered like a flower in the 
mighty graBp of Death. And it waa asked, “Who 
ii Love?” And all Nature, with an impulsive 
bound, arose to answer the inquiry, and even the 
And yet. 0, Sun and Clouds! that brought 
Such Eqcd to this home of onrr. 
Say, what were ye to Him who sent 
Your might from His immortal towers? 
What hut the visible proois that He 
On yonder hattlements above, 
Is unto us, in beam or cloud. 
The Soul, the very Soul of Love? 
To Him our choral praises be— 
Alms-Giver of Eternity! 
[Democratic Review. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
CHABADB. 
My first, fowls deem a luscious food; 
Aye, kings might on it feast; 
Without which, many with their breod, 
Had perished in the East, 
My second is a fierce old king, 
That bearetli iron Bway; 
Although to thousands, it doth bring, 
Joys for many a day. 
And last of all, my whole combin’d, 
la an ornament to grace 
The palace, and the cot, yon’ll find 
Adorned to fancy’s taste. 
Schuyler, N. Y., 1807. Myrta M 
jS©- Answer next week. 
UlUfiOR’8 Kh'YSTOKK C1DJSU MI LI,, 
M anufactured by the eagle works, hakkis- 
burg, i‘& —This Hurling machine has within tho past year 
been pc to severe actual teem, and been very ranch improved 
by the addition of a 22 ineb fly-tvheel, new gearing, Joint bolts, 
and other minor Improvement!., and is now offered to Die public 
with the certainty that It is made in the very host manner, and 
that it will grind and press easier and faster thru) any other 
Mill in the market. Dealers aud other* supplied on liberal 
terms. Addroen W. O. HIPKOK, 
335wll Agent Eagle Works, Harrisburg, Pa. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker 
WHAT PERSEVERANCE WON. 
BY ERNESTINE HAMILTON. 
3i E D Z I B ’ S 
LAKE, RAIN AN1* K1VER WATER FILTERS. 
H ave been in use for sixteen years, and in 
ail parti, ot tho United States and the Canadas, have given 
the highest satisfaction. They are selautlflc in their construc¬ 
tion, Portable, Durable and Cheap. FoY.Vrcnlnra with particu¬ 
lars, a<l dress 
SSleowtt Rochester. N, Y. 
“There’s no such word as fail .”—Old Adage. 
By the low attic window of an old fashioned 
farm-houEe sat a boy of about fourteen years. Al¬ 
though so young the mark of intellect was on his 
broad, high brow, and his large, dark, earnest eye 
gleamed with the fire of lofty thought and high 
impulses. There was a look of energy about his 
finely chiseled month that betokened a glorious 
future. Yet the boy was only a poor orphan. 
Robert Rae, or Robin Rae, aa he was always 
called, was a poor, bound boy, and he was daily 
reminded of the fact by the farmer and his wife 
with whom he lived. • 
He was aroused from bright dreams of a golden 
future, by a sharp voice, calling “Robin, Robin 
Rae, you lazy boy, come down directly.” 
Robin arose with a bitter smile and went below. 
“Go out and milk the cows, you little good for- 
nothing. To think when we'vo done so much for 
you, that yon can be so lazy;” and the good wife 
could hardly contain herself, in her fit of indigna¬ 
tion. In silence Robin obeyed, bnt tempted by 
the beautifal cloudB that lay in the West, he stayed 
after his task was done. His bosom heaved with 
strange emotion aa the gorgeous clouds of purple, 
crimson and golden passed from his view. He 
gazed till the shades of night began to darken, and 
then catching np the brimming pails be hastened 
home. Harsh words greeted him as he entered 
the door, and heavy blows fell on his young head. 
Sadly Robin Bongbt his bed that night; bitter 
thoughts filled his lonely heart, aa it rose in prayer 
for comfort from on high. Boon after he bad lain 
in his lowly bed, the farmer’s head was thrust in 
the door, “just to see that that boy wasn’t reading 
and wasting candles.” 
After all grew still, Robin arose, and having 
dressed, he pat his few remaining clothes in a 
large handkerchief, and firmly securing it, he stole 
down noiselessly to the kitchen, and thence into 
the quiet night. He knew not where to go, bnt, 
he wiBhed to get away from bis unpleasant place. 
Robin had not always been so poor, for once bis 
father owned a small farm near, and on that farm 
Robin and hiB Bweet young mother lived, and his 
kind father. Kind, I say—yes, he was kind till the 
demon of strong drink destroyed all the good in 
hiB nature. 
Alice Rae died, and her drunken huBband and 
sorrowfol child followed her to the grave. A few 
weeks after, the husband died in a fit of intemper¬ 
ance, and Robin was an orphan. The farm was 
taken in payment for the debts his father had con¬ 
tracted. Prom bis father’s grave, Roein was 
taken, a poor, penniless orphan to the farm-house 
of which we have spoken. 
Morning came, and the usual sharp call of 
“Robin, Robin Rae,” rang through the house, but. 
no Robin answered. They searched his room, but 
it was desolate and untenanted. Robin was gone. 
Far away on a lonely road the courageous boy 
trudged along cheerily, often thinking of his moth¬ 
er’s last wordB, —“ Have courage, my poor boy, 
brighter days mil come.'" 
With occasional help from the farm-houses on 
the way, Robin, after three long days’ weary walk¬ 
ing, reached a large village, where he concluded 
to remain, for a time, at least.” 
“ Do you want a boy, sir ?” he asked in every 
store. 
“Yes,” waB the encouraging answer he received 
in one. “ What can you do, my lad?” 
“Anything you please, sir,” was the ready reply. 
“Can you run of errands?” 
“ O, yes, sir.” 
“Well, then, you may come and try it; and 
Robin went to work with a right good will. He 
remained in this situation nearly a week, when one 
morning he was informed that his services would 
be wanted no longer, as he was a stranger to the 
COLE, ADAMS & CO., 
(Successors to Wruis N. Sage ) Booksellers. Stationers, and 
Dealers til Prlotors' Stock, No to BnBalo St., Rochester, N Y. 
A B COL* W. A ABABA G P ADAXS. 
For Mooro’s Rural New-Yorker 
ALGEBRAICAL PROBLEM. 
Four years more had passed away, and it was 
night before Commencement in a large college in 
one of our New England StateB. Three years be¬ 
fore Robin Rae and William Hastings had quar¬ 
reled, because the latter resented the kind advice 
of the former, and they bad separated. Mr. Has¬ 
tings still continued Robin at college, though 
fully aware of the quarrel. Two young men sat in 
one of the rooms of the college boarding house, 
discussing the events that were so soon to happen. 
Said one, “Williams, whom do you think will 
receive the first prize for the best original English 
essay?” 
“0, either Rae or McLaben.” 
“By the way,” said the other, “wasn’t Ear’s 
father, grandfather or somebody else, Scotch?” 
“Yes, bis grandfather, and so was McLaren’?, 
returned Williams. 
“Ah, that accounts for their great intimacy.” 
Tbe last day of Commencement had come, and 
Donald McLaren read his essay, while sounds of 
applause delighted him, bnt when Robin Rae de¬ 
livered his, a hreathleeB silence reigned until the 
end, and then tbe college walla resound with the 
thunders that almost shook its venerable frame. 
In a few moments the President of the institu¬ 
tion arose and presented a purse of no mean 
weight to Robin Rae, while to Donald McLaben 
he gave the second prize, and William Hastings 
the fourth. After all was concluded, some yonng 
freshman exclaimed, “Three cheers for onr bonny 
Scotchmen;” then “three cheers for onr glorious 
President,” both of which were heartily responded 
to by tbe fellow collegians. Robin and bis insep¬ 
arable “chum” Donald McLaren went away arm 
in arm. 
“ Where are you going now?” asked Donald. 
“I don'tknow. I've the wide world for a home.” 
“Why, Robin, will you refnse to go home with 
me? For three years we’ve shared the same bed, 
the same room, the same table, and onr thoughts 
eveD, so Robin do not refuse. My parents and 
sisters long to see you. Robin, you must come.” 
“I will go for a few weeks, if you wish, Donald. 
It makes no difference where I go, since I've 
offended Mr. Hastings.” 
“ Thank you, for your consent* but you know 
that I intend to study law with my uncle, Judge 
McLaren, the celebrated lawyer, so why can't yon 
join me in my studies?” 
“Perhaps I might, Donald, if he’d take me,” 
“I know he would, willingly.” 
“Now, Donald, let’s proceed to packing trunks.” 
A lew hours later, the friends were ready to leave 
their Alma Mater. 
Said Donald, facetiously, 
SABEY & BUCHAN, 
Dealers ij* Hats, Caps aitd Furs, *i tire •' Old Premium Hat 
Store,” No. 23 Stale street, Rochester, N. Y. 387 
A lady sent for a certain number of cards for 
her scholars. On distributing them she found she 
had been cheated of some and she lacked C; bow 
many I don’t know, I’m sore. You tell. If she 
had received as many cards as she sent cents she 
would have had four more than she had scholars. 
The square root of the number of scholars=l-5, 
the number of cards she received. How many 
scholars bad she?—bow may cards did she receive ? 
—how many did she get cheated out of, and how 
many cents did she send ? C. L. Cudebec. 
Angelica, N. Y., 1867. 
Answer next week. 
RAPALJE CO’S 
Gekxseb Seed ash Agricultural Wareitocpe. 05 Buffalo 
St. Rochester, N V., and Port Hope, 0. W Agricultural 
Implements. Machines, Ac., at Wholesale and Retail. Import¬ 
ed and home grown Garden. Field and Flower Seeds. 387 
BRIO OS <fc BROTHER, 
Importers and Growers, end Wholesale and Ketril Dealer* 
in Garden, Field atni Flower hetds, and Uortlcultural Imple¬ 
ment*, 86 State St, Kocheater, >. Y. t~&~ Sceda furnished on 
eommlK'lon. Choice Pen- and Bean^ r Wholesale 3 ST 
J. E. CHENEY & CO., 
Marutacturers or Kxnxti's Water Hirers, Thermometers, 
Hefrigerators, Stoves, Tin, Copper raid Sheet Iron Ware—and 
Dealer* tn House Furnishing Grod. or every description, 
Nos 60 and til State Si. Konlmater. N. Y_387 
ADAMS, HASTINGS St Me YEAN, 
Git?Etna Pacer Mills, Viiiunfaeinrers ol Hoot, Printinir und 
Wrapping Paper, arid DcaJert In Fine Fairer, Printer*' Stock, 
Iris, Straw Board, Ao Warehouse, No 69 State St., Kochea- 
tor tTF~ Uaeh paid for Riot*. HLr.ning. Hope Ac_ -W 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma in No. 400:— 
A soft answer turneth away wrath, but grievous 
words stir up anger. 
Answer to Enigmas in No. 400:—No. 1, soul, 
sole; No. 2, flower, flour. 
Answer to Charade in No. 400:—Wind. 
ERASTUS DARROW & BROTHER, 
Boos Sellers, Ftnu.twtEits asp Ftitiorers, Oubnru House 
Block, Kocbestor, N. V., Wholesale aud Ketail Dealers lu 
School, Medical. Religious, Sunday Selrovl. AUscaUftneons 
and New Books, Writing Paper, Ware*. Slate Pencils, Print¬ 
ing Ink, Ac Order* from Dealer* solicited 387 
BOGARDUS <5e LEWIS, 
OPERATIVE LITHOGRAPHERS k ENGRAVERS, 
SSO MAIN ST., ItUYFAl.O, N. T. 
(.InsErB Lewis 
WIT AND SENTIMENT 
One often regrets Baying too much, bnt seldom 
of saying too little. 
Laziness travels so slow that poverty soon over¬ 
takes her. 
No man living should say an ill word against 
the doctors. 
Next to my friends, I love my enemies, for from 
them I first hear my faults. 
The world makes us talkers, but solitude makes 
us thinkers; 
Thou canst not joke an enemy into a friend; 
but thou mayst a friend into an enemy. 
Bkavk actions are tho substance of life, and 
good sayingB the ornament of it. 
There are reproaches which give praise, and 
praise which giveB us reproaches. 
Past events are as clear as a mirror; future, as 
obscure as varnish. 
Never carry a sword in yonr tongue to wound 
the reputation of any man. 
Never do that in prosperity whereof yon may 
repent in adversity. 
Common-sense is Buch a rare commodity, that 
the world has entered into a tacit compact to live 
without it. 
A great change in life, is like a cold bath in 
winter—we all hesitate at the first plunge. 
Punch sayB experience is like a flannel waist¬ 
coat, that we do not think of putting on until we 
have caugbt cold. 
In order to live justly, and be respected we must 
refrain from doing that we blame In others. 
It is easier to declaim against a thousand sins in 
others, than to mortify one in ourselves. 
What is more beautifal and poetical than the 
child’s idea of ice, “ Water gone to sleep.” 
Tuerb are two stars which rise and set with 
man, and whose rays encircle him, viz:—Hope and 
Bememl r »nce. 
To quell the pride, oven of the greatest, we 
should reflect, how much we owe to others and 
how little to ourselves. 
Next to being upright and faithful in the per¬ 
formance of yonr dnty, bo decided, and then you 
make either iriends or foes worth having. 
|3S6wcl 
J D BoqabudaI 
REMOVAL, 
n^A-isroxs <ss loutrel, 
Stationers, Printers and Book • Binders, 
Have Removed from their Old Stand to tho New Store 
No. 45 Maielen Lane, 
[Near Nassau St., New-Yorh .] 
cy* We ropply everything in onr line. Orders receive 
- SKSwVfl 
prompt attention. 
.11 (JUKIS’ i’BKFKCJT CHAIN PUMP, 
rpms PUMF, JUST FATKNTED, IS ENTIRELY 8UC- 
A OEBSruL It works without triettou, never (reeses. and does 
not lose a drop of water. The water flow* tbe Instant tho crank 
1# tnrnod. Thla Improvement can be attached to flic common 
chain nnmp, and tbno it is a portVn t machine, with which a 
BmaU child can raise water from any depth. Aiiaclimeute, l’umps, 
and Rights for Bale Full description l,y addressing 
39Ceo7 J. 15. BROWN, |•ropr{„,m. 6?7 Market ««.. Phfia.. Fa. 
S. A. BU-IS» 
W Hir A N n GLOVE STORE, T8 STATE STREET, 
Rochester, N. Y. Having purchnxod thn Retail trade of 
what has long been known a* Strong's Whip raid Glove Store, I 
intend to make It tho most desirable place tor tho purchase of 
WHIFH. GLOVES, CAN ES AN HUM URKL LA 8, 
In the city. I shall koep a larger and bettor assortment of these 
goods than lias ever before been kept here. 
Ladies will And It to their advantage to call aud look at my 
assort ment ot Kid Glove*. 
D li. 8. S. FITCH’S “NIX LKOTUKKN," ISO pages, 
:ij) engTOviugs. bound, explanatory of tho ireaimont by 
which bo cares CortsuEfrios. Astums, Diskasks or tra 
Heakt,T mtosT.S tomach. Rowels, Lives,Kidsevs aud Kmi*. 
Feisai k Uomplaiww, gravel Ac., font by mail, ano postage 
prepaid, for to cento. Apply to Dr. 8. K FITCH, 
7K Broadway, Now York. 
ITT Ho £mn no other offleo either at OhtoiiKo, HnfTalo, PUtv* 
burifh, or eliwwhnro. Ho I* nover nbxiuu from Now Vork. uml 
no physic inn oloewhotn is HAthorir.uil to noo hi* iuum*. h97wi3 
MOORE'S RORAL NEW-YORKER, 
Til* ULkDlXa KK*KLY 
Agricultural, Literary and Family Newspaper, 
IS PUBLISHED KYEUT SATURDAY 
BY I>. D. T. MOOKK, KOCHKSTKK, N. Y. 
Friend Robin, l have 
three yonng friends to whom I sustain a fraternal 
relation, and who bear tbe several cognomens of 
Margaret, Alice and Emelink. Now the two 
first being spoken for, ODly Lena remains to you. 
You are welcome to her if you cm get her, but be¬ 
ware that you fall not in love with Georgia Liv¬ 
ingston, my fair cousin, or there may be a duel." 
“Ah! then you possess the exclusive title to 
that lady's affections,” said Robin, gayly. 
“ Exactly so,” 
On their arrival at the home of McLaren, they 
passed, after a cordial greeting from the old peo¬ 
ple, up the broad stairs to their own room. After 
exchanging their travel-stained garments for oth¬ 
ers more sppropriate, they descended to the parlor, 
where the young laaiea soon came, when they 
heard of the arrival. Robin was introduced to 
the stately Margaret, the fair Alice and the sweet 
Office, Union Buildings, Opposite the Court House. 
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Agents os follows:—Thrco Copies one year, for $5 ; Six Copies 
(aud one to Agent or getter up of Club,) for $11'; Ten Copies (and 
ono'to Agent,) for $16, and any additional number at the name 
rate. ($l,6d per copy ) As we are obliged to pre-pay the Ameri¬ 
can postage on papers sont to the British Frovineeo, onr Cana¬ 
dian agents and friends must add ISM cento per copy to tho 
oiub rates of the Rural. 
ty Subscribers wishing their papers changed from one Post 
Otllc n to another, ehonid he particular In specifying the offices 
at which they or® “ow received. 
ADveitTt8iHQ— Brief and appropriate advertisements will be 
inserted at 26 cents a tine, each Insertion, payable in advance. 
Our rule Is to give no advertisement, uuiess very brief, more 
than four comccntive insertions. Patent Medicines, Ac., are 
not advertised lu the Rural on any conditions. 
