iu't. Then she got ont her little desk and rut 
writing for a few minutes. Her lips were pale, 
and 1 could see that her hand trembled a good 
deal. After the messenger had gone away with 
her reply, 1 took an old aunty's privilege, and 
asked who her letter was from. 
“From Henry Kirtlaud, Aunt Hester," she 
“He—he won’t 
Thanking my lucky stars that my time for be¬ 
ing attractive to their particular species had 
passed away. I busily plied my needles, weaving 
in with the coarse blue yarn many a tender, 
yearning thought of “the brave soldier-hoys" 
for whom I hud been steadily knitting and work¬ 
ing for months. 
Presently, George came to my quiet corner, 
and, seating himself beside me, talked so man¬ 
fully and cheerfully of the war, of our duties, 
both men and women, and of the many things 
that he seemed instinctively to feel would in¬ 
terest a busy, happy old woman like me, that I 
quite forgot Ins paltry confession about the draft. 
It may seem foolish in me to say so; but 1 have 
always noticed that when a young gentleman 
can enjoy an hour's quiet talk with a woman 
neither young, beautiful, nor fascinating in any 
way. but simply hopeful and in earnest, there’s 
sure to be something good aud genuine in him. 
He even told me of a lotion which his mother 
had used very successfully for her rheumatism 
(and, by-tbe-wny, I mean to try it myself when 
I get time.) Then he hinted so gently that he 
thought I was making my sock a little too big 
(as if von could get a hospital thing too big!) and 
every thing just as natural and easy in his man¬ 
ner as if he’d been an old bachelor brother in¬ 
stead of the handsome youngster that he was. 
It st ruck me that George wanted to outstay 
the other visitors; but they were so much de¬ 
lighted either with Netty or themselves (though 
she looked weary enough of their chit-cihat, poor 
girl I) that he unwillingly took his departure late 
in the evening, leaving thorn still in possession 
of the field, or, rather, the sofa. 
All the next day I had such trouble with Netr 
ty. It was almost impossible to get on with the 
child. She was neither cross nor ill-natured (my 
darling was too sweet-tempered naturally for 
that;) but she was so fitful, so feverish, aud so 
inclined to sigh every five minutes, that when I 
found she couldn’t bo coaxed into taking a little 
magnesia, or going to bed and having warm 
bricks to her feet, 1 began to be really worried. 
At last, about four o’clock in the afternoon, as 
wo sat. working together, just as 1 had turned 
the lrcel of the last one of my half dozen pair, 
out came the real trouble. 
<l Did you ever see two such stupids, Aunty?’’ 
Thinking, of course, that she alluded to last 
night’s committee from “Young America,’’ 1 
replied promptly: 
“ They certainly were very insipid, my dear. 
I wondered that you eould endure them for an 
instant.” 
“Ma’am!" ejaculated Netty, in real astonish¬ 
ment. 
“Oil, if you mean George Holmes and Henry 
Kirtland,”I laughed, “I’ll retract. I consider 
•them both very fine young men, though George 
is my favorite." 
“He Isn’t my favorite," said Netty, tossing her 
bead. “ In times like these, true men would 
never shrink from their duty.' They are cow¬ 
ards, both of them; but I must say George 
Holmes's fearof being drafted is perfectly amus¬ 
ing.” And she burst into tears by way of illus¬ 
tration. 
She didn’t intend that T should know it, but 1 
saw the bright drops falling one by one upon her 
sewing. 
“ Don’t think of them, dearie," I said, sooth¬ 
ingly. “There are plenty of brave young fel¬ 
lows in the world, and better worthy my girl’s 
thoughts, Henry Kirtland, if I am not mista¬ 
ken, is a—” 
“Bo lie is,” interrupted Netty, excitedly. “I 
really am tired and sick of bis nonsense, and last 
night his shameless avowal of unpatriotic senti¬ 
ments made me fairly despise him. He is agree¬ 
able and amusing enough, but I hate these 
agreeable men," site added, biting off her thread 
with a snap, as though it were the “one neck” 
of all mankind so longed for by that old tyrant 
in Plutarch’s Lives. 
“Then you must hate George Holmes, too,” I 
said, ns a hoi t of left-handed plea for my protege; 
“for he is certainly very agreeable at times." 
“ I do hate him, and he isn’t one bit agreea¬ 
ble,” pouted Netty, as she made a vigorous 
Mitcli, drawing her thread through with a 
jerk. 
“He was a little gawky last night, I own," 
was my amiable response; “but—" 
“ Gawky 1” cried Netty; “ well if that isn’t a 
strange charge to make against George Holmes. 
I'm sure 1 never saw anything in the least way 
gawky about him. It’s his principles that I 
object to." 
“ Ah, his principles!" I echoed, remembering 
his anti-draft notions. “ Yes, they’re not what 
they ought to be, t.haf s certain." 
“Why, Aunt Hester ?" exclaimed Netty, lay¬ 
ing her work upon her lap and looking me full 
in the face; “ what in the world has Mr. Holmes 
ever done to you that you Should talk so dread¬ 
fully about him?" 
In sheer despair of suiting the poor distracted 
child, I explained. 
“ Oh, it’s only about not wanting to go to the 
war, my dear; in other respects I consider him 
to he one of the finest young men T ever knew." 
“Umph 1” she answered: “I don’t sec any¬ 
thing particularly fine about him for my part. 
One thing is certain; he’s a coward, though ho 
professes to he such a staunch Union man. I’ll 
have nothing more to say to him;” aud Netty’s 
sewing caught one tear after another, smother¬ 
ing their fall in its soft folds as though it pitied 
her. 
I was just thinking what I should say next, 
when the door-bell rang. 
In an instant our new colored boy handed in a 
letter. 
“ For Miss Netty," said lie, looking with no 
little curiosity around the room as he spoke, lor 
it was all novel to him yet. “ The man’s waitin’ 
fur an answer." 
Netty read her letter. It contained some¬ 
thing very important; I knew that by her mau- 
Wrllten for Moore's Rural Now-Yosker. 
“A HUNDRED YEARS TO COME 
For the I turn! New-Yorker. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA 
By hanging wires upon the breeze - 
And reikie we sit and take our ease, 
We’ll call for anything we please; 
A hundred years to come. 
On railroads to the moon wall glide, 
And each one for himself decide 
Of that old man who, in his pride. 
Is said among the hills to bide; 
A hundred years to come. 
And when through dream land aisles we stray, 
Conducted by some sprightly fay, 
And view with joy those treasures gay, 
We’ll bring them all with us away: 
A hundred years to come. 
There’s surely naught we'll fail to do: 
No flowery path we ll not pursue, 
All hidden things to bring to view: 
And turn the ancient into new; 
A hundred years to come. 
c. A. W. 
I am composed of 13 letters. 
My 3, 4, 13, 5 is a Territory. 
My G, 9, 8 ,12 is a cape in South America. 
My 7, S, 1, 4, 8,13,10,11, 7 is an island in the Pacific 
Ocean. 
My G, 5,11,12, 7 is a country in Asia. 
My 2, 8 , Jl, 12, 9, 0,2 Is a river in South America. 
My whole is one of the Southern States. 
New Woodstock, 1801 . Alida H. Benjamin. 
Answer in two weeks. 
replied, quite sobered down, 
come here any more, I think--" 
And this was all she ever said to me about it, 
though I know very well that his letter con¬ 
tained an offer of marriage, and that she refused 
him. 
It is a strange circumstance (but I am writing 
about just what happened,) in less than an hour 
the hell rang again, and our waiter-boy soon af¬ 
ter bolted into the room with a quizzical, 
“ Here's anudder note for Miss Netty." 
“Is—is the person waiting?" stammered 
Netty, holding the etlll unopened letter in her 
hand. 
“ No, murm.” 
“Yon may go, then." 
I wouldn’t have been human if I hadn’t look¬ 
ed up from my knitting a few times while the 
child was reading it—any how I couldn’t help 
doing so. At last, after seeing her blush and 
start, and finally bury her face in her hands with 
a quick sob, I walked straight up to her and 
wound my arms about her neck. 
“What is it, dearie?" 1 whispered, kissing 
her. 
She handed me the letter to read, and I held 
it up with one hand while with the other I 
stroked her soft, beautiful hair. 
,surely the menmustliave been possessed after 
my Netty that day. This letter, too, contained 
an offer of marriage; but it was from George. 
Ohl how beautifully he told the old, old story. 
I can’t, remember half the letter contained, hut 
J know it said that he bad loved her for a longtime 
but hud not been in a position to offer a tittiug 
home; that he had at last gained, what for her 
sake he had steadily labored for— a competence; 
but be felt he had no right to linger by her side 
now that his country was in danger, and that he 
had lately entered the army. He had intended 
the night before to tell her about it, and all be 
felt, and so on. In the evening he would call to 
“learn his fate," he said, and bid her farewell 
for a time, unless, indeed, she should banish 
him forever. There was much more in it that 
I can’t recall now, blit I remember the letter 
made me fairly cry with joy ; for Netty was the 
orphan child of my only sister, and the young 
man was one after my own heart. 
Netty looked up at me when I had finished 
reading. 
“You see,” she said, smiling brightly through 
her tears, “ we were mistaken about his courage 
after all. God grant that mine may not falter. 
It is right for him to go." 
“So it is,” I responded, heartily. “We might 
have known, bless his heartl what he meant 
by say ing that his name should never be upon 
the draft list," 
Netty was looking dreamily before her, but 
with such a hajjpy light in her eye that I 
thought it wain’t best to talk much, so I sat 
down again anil narrowed off my too. 
1 wasu’t in J the room that evening, so I 
can not of cottke, he expected to tell what hap¬ 
pened. 
I only know that I am very busy now, for 
Netty and the Captain are to be married when 
lie comes home on Iris first furlough, and there 
I are lots of things to be made. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
AN ANAGRAM. 
Eut gdenwnair arrmme oewsh yee xslrpeeo 
Hot lewtaihtse lesis, teh osmt cehugiatnn hesros, 
Wvsei ont a lamrc os utealbiuf dan raif, 
Rno hertaseb cht. ragnarefc fo a uprro rai; 
Ni verye milec, betgetamn fo aihulao, 
Con debt yb uorbcncemra, bleostmr ot batt lope. 
Homeland, Feb., ISM. Gbactb Hall. 
Answer in two weeks. 
—WITH— 
COG-WHEELS. 
WARRAHTTED 
jST* 53,818 SOLD IN 1863. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
GRAMMATICAL DECAPITATIONS. 
NETTY’S TOUCHSTONE 
1. Behead a disjunctive conjunction and leave a dis¬ 
junctive conjunction of opposite meaning. 
2. Behead an adverb of time and leave an adverb of 
time of opposite meaning. 
3. Behead an adverb of place and leave an adverb of 
place of opposite meaning. 
Cold Brook, N. Y., 18M. J. G. Benson. 
LsT Answer in two weeks. 
I’M only Netty’s maiden aunt; but for all 
that I couldn’t help noticing how beautiful she 
appeared on a certain evening not. long ago, 
when George Holmes aud Henry Kirtland sat 
talking with her at the library window. Both 
of the young men were evidently of my opinion: 
but George Holmes, if I may say it, seemed to 
take in the idea rather differently from Henry 
Kirtland. The clear, haughty eye and softly 
modulated voice of the. latter seemed to say, as 
plainly as eye aud voice could say, “ You’re very 
pretty, Miss Netty', pretty enough to suit even 
my fastidious taste, aud I can well appreciate 
your satisfaction in having a fine young fellow 
like me among your admirers." But George 
Holmes seemed to sit anddrink in her loveliness 
until it choked him. 
I liked George by far the best, anti it provoked 
me enough to see him looking almost gawky in 
his self-forgetfulness, while Henry Kirtland 
posed himself elegantly upon the sofa holding 
his hat like a prince of the blood, and sending 
forth a flow of rippling small talk that caused 
Netty’s eye to sparkle with merriment. If she 
chanced to shyly look up at either of them, 1 
(sitting nearly behind her in my corner) could 
readily tell at which one she was looking. If at 
Henry, I knew it by a peculiar brightness iu his 
glance, and a placid elevation of his eye-brows. 
If at George, the stupid fellow looked instantly 
as red as a beet and as expressionless as a pump¬ 
kin. I had no patience with him, and I could 
not help thinking to myself, as I sat there knit¬ 
ting, that if he lost Netty altogether it was just 
his own fault. 
Pretty soon, Henry, after covertly consulting 
his watch, arose with a listless and at the same 
time reluctant air. 
“Are you going?” asked Netty, with mock 
sorrowfulness. 
“ Indeed J must go,” responded Henry, in the 
same style, “sorry to distress you, but" (with 
the air of intense security) “ I leave you in such 
good company that 1 doubt not your tears will 
soon be as mist.” 
“Oh, obi" interrupted Netty, laughing, “al¬ 
most a pun I declare. I really thought bettor 
than that of you, Mr. Kirtland. But before you 
leave us do tell me o ie tiring. Is it true that 
you are going to the war? Some one at Mrs. 
Watkin’s soiree told me that you had been 
* drafted.” 
“Not I, indeed 1 I believe this goodly town 
did do me the honor of drawing my poor name 
from one of its autocratic wheels, but I have 
already canceled the obligation. A better sol¬ 
dier than I would care to be in this fraternal 
brawl will do that share of my work for me, 
while 1 shall remain here attending to my own 
affairs, which he would be quite incompetent to 
manage. Our social scheme, you see, balances 
all these things beautifully,” and Henry Klrtr 
land, with a graceful bow, which somehow in¬ 
cluded George and myself, though he didn’t 
fairly look at either of us, took his departure 
without waiting to discuss the matter further. 
A puzzled expression gleamed in Netty's blue 
eyes as she bade him “good evening,” and then 
tur ning toward George she said, rather abstract¬ 
edly, 
“I suppose I must congratulate you upon a 
better fortune, for 1 have not yet heard of your 
name being among those drawn.” 
“You arc right," returned George, quietly. 
“ I have taken care that mine shall never be up¬ 
on their lists.” 
“Why,” exclaimed Netty, opening her eyes 
wider yet, “have you really such a horror of 
being drafted?” 
“1 have Indeed," was the candid response. 
Poor Netty 1 Those three words from George’s 
lips evidently stung her far more than she wo’d 
have confessed. 1 saw that plainly enough, 
though I hardly raised rny eyes from my knit¬ 
ting. Meantime my own opinion of the young 
gentleman fell down nearly to zero. 
“ Oh, If 1 were but a man 1" burst almost un¬ 
consciously from Netty’s lips. 
He looked at her inquiringly, while, strange 
to say, a pleased expression played about his 
/ face. 
£ “ And if ?" he suggested. 
“ Why, I’d act. like a man,” was the indignant 
rejoinder. And if Netty had looked pretty an 
;pk hour ago I am sure she was doubly beautiful 
jr now with her flushed check aud flashing eye, 
It and her head, with its rich waves of golden hair, 
thrown proudly back. 
jy Just then the door-bell rang, and in an instant 
® two insipid specimens of “Young America" 
pw were ushered into the room. 
TESTIMONIALS 
WE select the follow tug from many wo havo received, 
not so much to show the value of tho Wrtnltcr as a 
GREAT ECONOMIZER—for of this every one is con¬ 
vinced—but to give to the public tho experience and 
testimony of a few who have used “THE UNIVER¬ 
SAL” almost, from Its first introduction, and who can 
speak knowingly of its 
Unparalleled Durability and Efficiency. 
LETTER FROM U. 8. STORKS, JlL, !>. 1). 
Mv Tilt A It 8 m:—The best, authority that 1 know of, In 
matters or household economy, pronounces tiv "Uni¬ 
versal Clothes Wringer” an admirable invention. It 
saves labor, expedites work, makes the laundress good- 
natured; does not tear oil buttons -whatever that mys¬ 
terious declaration may mean I— and IsJndlajtensable in 
u well-regulated family. 
Yours, very truly. K. K 8 TOR!!S, Jr, 
It rook I vii. Fee. tth, 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c„ IN No. 741 
Answer to Geographical Enigma:—Do good to all 
men ns yon have opportunity. 
Answer to Decapitations: — 8 hip, D-over, B road, 
F lint, Cash, B ear, U ann, S tart, F air, S pain, B rest. 
Answer to Charado: 
As I have seen the Great, Falls and been on the sea, 
Trie riddle about them is quite easy to me; 
For 1 Instat'dv cue- - •<! ihe first answer was “ spray,” 
And as quickly perceived that the second was “pray.” 
In a gui s- for' the third, which of course. I have made, 
T ic wit of the riddle hides away in the shade 
' >f the marvelous besnty which gleams in toe spray, 
When both riddle and ii arc Illumed by a “ ray.” 
LETTER FROM ORANGE JUDl), Ktiq*. 
Gknti.KMKN: You request my views with regard to 
the Universal Clothes Wringer. In reply, I hand you 
below wlmt 1 said in mV paper, some two years ago. ad¬ 
ding* that since that time my wife and servants have 
become more and more attached to the Wringer. They 
would as soon think of washing without a tub ns with¬ 
out it. Very respectfully. 
New York, Feb., 1NH. ORANGE JUDD. 
From The American Agrlcir'turl-L 
“From several years’ • x per lei ice with it in our own 
family; from the testimony of htiudrc.B who have used 
It.; and from the construction ol the Implement Itself— 
we reel certain Lli.it !■ I- worthy a place In ev.-rv family. 
A child can 1 ’i.odly wring . 11 ) a luoiid of cJoflus in rv 
iVw minutes- II is. In rntlliy. a Clolhes Saver! a Time 
Saver I and it Stnouth Sav. rj Wo think lire machine 
more Ilun pays for Its. ll'every year in the saving of 
garments! There are awe al kliuis,nearly ullke in g< 11 - 
iraJ eon-trucltiin; tun we consider It Impnrlmu that 
tin* Wringer he tilled with Hogg, oilier" 1 -r a mass of 
garments mav clog tin- roll, r-* i.ini tho roller/, upon The 
crank-shaft slip, and uuir tho elm lies. Our own is one 
of tire first, made, ami i' is as good as new, after nearly 
Four Years’ constant use.” 
This sudden changes id' our climate are sources of 
Pulmonary, Ruoncuial aud Asthmatic akfp.o- 
1 ions. Experience having proved that simple remedies 
Ofloa act speedily whim taken in the early stages of the 
disease, recourse should at once be hud lo •‘■Brown's 
Bronchial Troches'' or Lozenges, let tire Cold, Cough, or 
In Ration of the throat be ever so slight as by tills pre¬ 
caution a more serious attack muy be effectually warded 
oif. Public Speak mis and sinokrs wLii iiu.l thorn 
cilcci.mil for clearing and strengthening the voice. 
Soldiers should have them, as they can be carried in the 
pocket and taken as occasion requires. [ 74 Mt 
How Long will it Last! 
LETTER FROM MRS. IIES’IiY WARD BEECHER, 
IN U61. 
I am most happy to speak In the very lilgbcri terms of 
die Universal 1 l.dhie Wringer. The hardest part of 
'• Wiiddug-day" work 1 -, in my opinion, the wringing; 
and the Inventor of this machine may have the rai iMi.e- 
1 Ion of li cling ilia! he Ine, changed one 01 the mur-l loll- 
,onic parI--, or *v. nutnV worK lull, a very aitincilvc 
amusement- The imindrc-b looks upon It as a great 
nlessiug. I could hardly express my upprol«Ml«u of 
them more highly than I have by order lug one, in these 
hard times, 1 'oV my daughter. 1 look upon il as among 
the most Uaoitti hi tides in her house. 
M..M. HENRY WARD BEECHER. 
Brooklyn, Oct,, UffM, 
IN 18SL 
After a uouattu]l use of the Universal ( lollies Wring¬ 
er, for more than four v art, m my family, I tun author¬ 
ized by the ” powers that he’’ 10 give ii tin- most un¬ 
qualified praise, nlul to pr> noilfi' c It III! h|il|H|teoSiihle 
part of tile machinery 01 housekeeping, uur servants 
Have always beiu willing to use ft, and always lmve 
liked I). HENRY WARD BEECHER. 
Brooklyn, .Jim. 20, 1SC1. 
mEDSELL’S PATENT COMBINED 
FROM LOVEJOY’8 HOTEL, NEW YORK. 
The Universal Clothes Wringer is the flrst Wringer 
dial. I have found that would stand lire service required 
of It. I hud already “used up” one or more of every 
uthcrklnd I Could get. The rolls of all would twist ami 
work loose atiiT a: burl time using, and, of course, be¬ 
came wortbbss. 
We have run tic “Universal constantly” for about 
twenty months aud ll la Mill in active serv ice. 
J. P. HUGGINS. 
Lovcjoy’s Hotel, Now York, Feb., hSW. 
LITTLE JOKERS. 
CLOVER TIER ASHER & HULLER, 
Patented May 18th, 1868s Doe. 13th, 1809; April 8 th, 
1862. and May 13th. 1802. 
manufactukkd nv 
cT oh.TL O. Hirdspll, 
WEST HENRIETTA, MONROE COUNTY, N. Y. 
This machine operates In Clover thrashing similar to 
Grain Separators In wheat thrashing, doing all the work 
at one operation, without te-lialulling the chaff. In tilt 
hand; of good operators it will thrash, hull and clean 
from in to ft* bushels M Jay with.ml waste of seed. The 
undersigned Is manufacturing the only machine pat¬ 
ented Inal thrashes, bulls and ch ans, all »t the mum 
operation. All iiiachlm ■- that do the whole work, not 
marked Spur- DLL'S I’aTKXT, are Infringements, i'hi 
public are hereby.rautbmed not to purchase those that 
are InfYingi-iimntstif uhi paten Las any person purchas¬ 
ing and using such will he held liable tor damages. All 
conn.. diocted to the subscriber, at Wcsi 
Henrietta, will be promptly responded to. Order early 
if you wish ,1 machine. . _ .. 
Tills Machine lias always taken the First Premium at 
State Fair* where allowed to compete, and saves more 
than hair tfi. expense of tll<* Old way of getting out clo¬ 
ver seed, in time an ! labor.. 
JOHN r. BIHDbKLL, Manufacturer, 
naeot-tf West Henrietta. Monroe Go,, N. Y. 
After talking a lialf hour with a man of jorkv 
mint], it is great relief to talk with a dull friend, 
IL is like taking the cat. in your lap after holding 
the squirrel. 
“Pa, how many legs has a ship?” “A ship 
has no legs my child.” “Why, pa, the paper 
says she draws twenty feet, aud that she runs 
before the wind.” 
The Louisville Journal thus ignominously 
snuffs out a possible Byron:—“The young gen¬ 
tlemen who sends us what he says is his first 
attempt at poetry, is advised to let it be the 
last." 
An Irish gentleman, who had been spending 
the evening with a few friends, looked at his 
watch just after midnight, and said:—“It is to¬ 
morrow morning; I must hid you good-night, 
gentleman." 
A Patlanpkr, angling in the rain, was ob¬ 
served to keep his line under the arch of a bridge. 
Upon being asked the reason, he replied,—“.Sure 
an’ won’t the fishes be crowdin’ to keep out uv 
the wet?” 
“No man can do anything against his will,” 
said a metaphysician to an Irishman. “Be 
jabers, I bad a brothel^” said Pat, “that wint 
to Botany Bay, an' faith I know it was greatly 
against his own will." 
A German mother at the West taught her 
little eon the prayers .she had repeated in her 
own childhood. One day lie surprised her by 
asking, “Mu, why do we always talk Yankee 
and pray German? Is God a Dutchman?" 
A fuekdman who was working with' great, 
energy, being asked the reason of his singu¬ 
lar industry: “It’s only the difference of a 
letter," was tlift reply,— 1 “formetly 1 worked 
for Massa Lash—now I work for Massa Cash." 
“Is there anything the matter with you?” 
said a physician to a person who had sent for 
hirn. “Oil, yes, I’m ill all over; hut I don’t 
know what it is, and l have no particular pain 
nowhere," was tho reply. “Very well," said 
the doctor, “ I'll give you something to take 
away all that.’, 
FROM U. R. PIERSON,EbQ.,PRESIDENT BROOK¬ 
LYN CITY RAILROAD. 
I take pleasure in cxprewslne the. satisfaction mv fam¬ 
ily have had in Using llie “ uidvi isal Wringer.” No 
Ili'tlBCiluIli vi ten all can lie so prop, 1 1 y called an - EcuiiO- 
ml/.cr.” II greatly reduces the bourne) work on wash¬ 
ing-day. «» well u the amount 01 Uiior. D in fact does 
nearly all Of the washing, u* wi ll a» the wi in,!ug, and 
oaves tint v Intent riihblng and iwlsilnji. the results of 
which are bo laiulUar lo every housekeeper. 
II. R. PIERSON. 
Brooklyn ,M Livingston sued, Feb., ls&L 
The jirojirletors of the Marlboro IIotkl, Boston, 
say the Universal Clofhes Wringer saves them $11) every 
month. 
FROM 8 . ROBINSON, EDITOR N. Y. TRIBUNE, 
(AUhlUilLTl RAL DEI'AUTM KNT.) 
if 1 can sny anything to Induce families to buy the 
“ Unlvi r-ai 1 lolhi » \\ l inger.” I shall he glad ol toe .q>- 
pnrluullj. MJ faintly have h«d one iu use a year or 
1 wo, and I pronounce il one of. If not the v> rv best, 
tabor saving nineUli.es ever Invented ror woman's use. 
Mv family m-iil I .is mil gl'C o|> die < o<,kl|u stove as 
tills Clothes Wringer. It tauuoi he too highly recom¬ 
mended. SOLON RUBIN SON. 
MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER, 
TUB t.A KOBST-CIRCULATINO 
Agricultural, Literary and Family Newspaper, 
IS PUBLJSHKD KVEUY SATURDAY BY 
D. D. T. MOORE, ROCHESTER, N. Y. 
Office, Cukia Buildings, Opposite the Conrt House, liuilalo 8(, 
PRICES. 
Size ol Rolls. 
Length. Diameter. 
No. 1, I.urgc Family Wringer, $IO,ro ilk; Inch. m. 
No. lk Medium “ ID* “ IL “ 
No. 2, Medium “ Mr “ IN ** 
No. xk. small “ $6,fi(J..luj3 “ 14j “ 
No. 8 , .all ” M 4 « “ 
No. K. Large Hotel “ SU.'O It « 2>, “ 
No. IB, M 11 .lino Luundry “ *l\nn 17 ^ •* 2 L “ 
No. its, Large •• “ $:«>,<»> l?M “ 3)5 “ 
Non. 18 ami X* to run by steam or hand. Pulleys, $3,00 
per pair. _ _ __ 
Nos. IPs and 3 have SMALL ROLLS and NO COGS; 
al) others are 
TEH.TIS, /.Y J/) jy.VCF : 
Two Dollar* a Year—To OlfibS Mill Ageuts as fol¬ 
lows:—Three Copies one year, for Six, and one fret 
to club age 111 , for $10; Ten, and one free, tor $14; and 
any greater u mu her at same rate only $1.80 per copy. 
Glub papers directed 10 Individuals and sent to as many 
dlth-reiit PoetH Ifiices as desired. As we prepay A mere 
can postage on copies sent abroad, $1.70 is the lowest 
Oluti rate fur Canada, and $2.80 to Europe,—but during 
the present rate of exchange, Canada Agents o? 8 ut>* 
surRiers remitting for the RURAL In bills of their own 
speeh-payhig hanks will not be charger) postage. TUe 
best way to remit Is by Draft ou New York, tiers cost ol 
exchange.) aud all drafts made payable to the order ol 
the I'UtlllKllCT, MAY HU MAILKD AT ItIH RISK. 
The Postage on the RURAL N it w- York Kit la only b 
cents per quarter to any part of tilts State, (except Mon¬ 
roe county, where it goes free.) and the sipue Ui any 
other Loyal State, If paid quarterly In advauec where 
received. 
Direct to Rochester, N. Y.— Ah persona having occa¬ 
sion to address the RURAL Nkw-Yokkkh, will please 
dlrect'to EoolwsOr, N. F., and not, as many do, to New 
York, Albany, Buffalo, &c. Money Letters Intended for 
us are frequently directed aud mailed lo the above places. 
On receipt of the price, from places where no one is 
selling, wo will send the U. 0. W., irnsu ok xxPKNbK. 
A good 
CANVASSER WANTED 
In EVERY TOWN. 
Of- Liberal Inducements offered, aud exclusive sale 
guaranteed. 
JULIUS IVES Ac CO., 
347 Jtroailwai 7 , JW 10 FVr/f, 
