So stands the law at this day, and is unalterable but 
by law. 
On the 4th of July, when the Congress of the United 
States next assembles, the State of Kansas will, accord¬ 
ing to law, appear as a new Star in the Flag of our 
Union. 
The colors selected for the American Flag, it will 
be seen, were similar to those in the English,— white 
the emblem of purity, bins, of fidelity, and red of 
courage. __ 
things, are so apt to produce. The “voice of music,’’ 
which had been almost dumb in my wife for a long 
period, was gradually restored. Old familiar ditties 
would break suddenly from her throat as she sat 
sewing, and I would often hear her singing again, 
from room to room, as in the sunnier days of our 
spring-time. As for myself, scarcely an evening 
passed in which 1 was not betrayed into beating 
time with my foot to “Auld hang Syne, “ Happy 
Land,” “Cornin' through the Rye," or “Hail Colum¬ 
bia,” in response to my neighbor's cheery whistle. 
Our children also caught the infection, and would 
commence singing on the instant our neighbor tuned 
his pipes. Verily he was our benefactor — the harp¬ 
ing David to onr Saul! 
“ You live at No. 510, I think,” said a gentleman 
whose face was familiar, though 1 was not able to 
call his name. We were sitting ide by side in the 
cars. 
I answered in the affirmative. 
“ So 1 thought,” he replied. “ I live at 514—second 
door east.” 
“Mr. Gordon.” 
“Yes, sir; that is my name. Pleasant houses, 
but mere shells,” said he. Then, with a look of dis¬ 
gust on bis face, “Doesn’t that whistling fellow 
between ub annoy you terribly? I’ve got 80 out of a11 
patience that I shall either move or silence him. 
Whistle, whistle, whistle, from morning till night. 
Pah! 1 always detested whistling. It's a sign of no 
brains. I’ve written him a note twice, but failed to 
send either time; it isn’t well to quarrel with a 
was now seated oy ner raomer, **** -• 
floted all over with glossy curls, against her knee. 
She Bprang, at my voice, and was in my lap at a 
bound. What thrill of pleasure the tight clasp of 
her ams sent to my heart 1 Oh love, thou art full of 
blessing! 
From that moment I felt kinder toward my neigh¬ 
bor. He had done me good — had played before me 
as David played before Raul, exorcising the evil 
spirit of discontent There was no longer a repellent 
sphere, and soon all my little ones were close around 
me, and happy as in other times with their father. 
After they were all in bed, and I Bfit alone with my 
wife, the cares that “infest the day” made a new 
assault upon roe, and vigorously strove to regain 
their lost empire in my mind. 1 felt their approaches, 
and the gradual receding of cheerful thoughts with 
every advancing 6top they made. In my struggle to 
maintain that tranquility which so strengthens the 
soul for work and doty, 1 arose and walked the floor. 
My wife looked up to me with inquiry on her face. 
Then she let her eyes fall upon her needlework, and 
[Written for Moore's JUraJ New-Yorker i 
W ATI! WAR.! 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
BT J. W. BARKER. 
War is mighty! War U fearful! 
Fiendish is the cannon’s roar, 
And the very heavens seem fearful 
When the reign of peace is e’er; 
Passion all her fury lendi-th 
To the vigor of the storm, 
Wrath and hate their spirit blendeth 
When the contest waxeth warm. 
How the flowers of beauty wither 
’Neath the war cloud’s horning strif 
Deep and scorching are it* fooVprinte 
T(id the scenery of life 
Homes are joyless, homes are dreary, 
Where its spectral shadows stray; 
By the hearthstone, sad and weary, 
Spirits sob tludr lives away- 
War is mighty when it rages 
In its fury o’er the land, 
Mighty when the host engages 
Sword to sword and hand to hand; 
Still unseen a sterner spirit 
Hi see o’er the bloody strife, 
Breathing words of power and merit, 
Giving energy and life. 
Truth Is mighty In the battle, 
Armed with majesty divine, 
Brave* the cannon’s awful nsttle, 
Scorns the heedless rush of time. 
Mighty In it* lofty stepping 
O’er the arrant foe* of right, 
Mighty in its hope of conquest. 
Mighty In ita own great might. 
War U fearful a* the tempest. 
Darker than the Simoon s breath, 
Marching with it* (Minted column* 
To the leaden tramp of death; 
But a spirit, darker, fouler, 
lingers ’mid ibe scene* of life, 
Base, ignoble, fell dultotier— 
Darker than the fiercest strife. 
Struggling op to noble manhood, 
Let the leaden torrent pour, 
In the toll for right and freedom, 
Never falter, ne’er give o’er, 
Till onr noble flag of conquest 
Spread* it* fold* from *ea to sea, 
Till the distant mountain’* summit 
Catch the pea) of victory 
Buffalo, N. Y., 1881. 
1 am composed of 21 letters. 
My 17, 7, 6. 9. 5,17 16,3,9,11,20 are very often seen in music 
My 4, L 9, 19 is a nickname for a female. 
My 10, IS, 13, 7, 16 is a water fowl. 
My 9. 2, 3, 8, 16 is a shrub. 
My 6, 14, 18, 11 is an instrument formed of steel. 
My 21. 5, 13, 12 is a servant. 
My whole is an institution in Rochester 
Ontano, N. Y-, 1861. K- A. Hijjman. 
Answer in two weeks. 
Dear Brothers:— One theme wholly engrosses ns 
now. The sun shines as brightly as ever, the birds 
carol as cheerfully, but we see only the huge, dark 
cloud that darkens our Country’s sky. We hear only 
the boom of cannon and the groans of the dying. 
Our Country! Ob how sweet the name! We have 
said it a thousand times with joy and pride, but we 
never said it before, and appreciated all it embraces. 
We have known for years that a storm was gather¬ 
ing, that an “Irrepressible Conflict" was appro, cb- 
ing, but we did not think ’twould burst upon onr 
heads. We looked upon it as a thing afar off, but we 
see it now near onto ns, aye, at our very hearth¬ 
stones. A mandate has gone forth, and the call is 
only for our elder, our best, and noblest brothers. 
Nearly a score of the best students here, left to ns, a 
morning ago, a farewell kiss, a last Clasp of the hand, 
ana carried away with them many a heart felt “ God 
bless you,” to stand up for their God, their Country, 
and Right They are earnest Christians, earnest 
students, and above all, earnest men. A remark 
For Moore's Rnral New-Yorker. 
ALGEBRAICAL PROBLEM. 
A pariikr purchased three cows, their prices increasing in 
arithmetical progression. If we multiply the number of 
dollars that he paid for the first by the number he gave for 
the last and subtract their product from the Bquare of the 
mean, the remainder will equal twice the price of the last 
and the difference between the extremes is equal to half the 
mean. What was the cost of each cow? 
Tuscarora, Steuben Co., N. Y., 1861. G. H. Hollis. 
£3?” Answer in two weeks. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
A PUZZLE. 
Twice eight are ten, yet ten but three; 
Three is Bve—how can that be? 
Twelve is six—I tell yon more; 
Three times dx are nine, yet nine but four. 
Cold Brook, Her Co., N. Y., 1861. John Benson. 
Answer in two weeks. 
A CURIOUS EXPERIMENT. 
A Corrksponokvt of the Scientific American writes:— 
“ Take a round piece of pasteboard (or any other shape,) 
and insert it in a quill open at both ends, a* in the drawing, 
lay this on another piece of pasteboard of the same shape, 
in which is stuck a pin, so that the pin will enter the quill. 
Blow through the quill a* hard a* you may, hut the lower 
piece cannot be blown offand then asks for the philosophi¬ 
cal explanation. 
A eommon spool, such as is used for sewing cotton, forms 
a suitable apparatus for try 
ing this wonderful experi- 
V ment. Take a bit of smooth 
j* writing paper a little larger 
' 'V (fl\ /, than the head of the spool, 
/ I \ f and run a pin through the 
; paper aDd into the bore of 
■ (n . the spool. Now, by blowing 
* > down, a* represented in the 
T\ ' ' 'i' cut, wl " be found iuipos- 
sible to blow the paper oil 
w.._’ By observing closely, it will 
be seen that the paper does 
of course, 
MY WHISTLING NEIGHBOR 
We were in our bedroom, and about retiring lor w»e 
niglit, when loud voices, as if in strife, came discord¬ 
antly through the thin party walls, from our neigh- f 
bors on the other side. Something had gone wrong 
there, and angry,’passions were in the ascendant. 
“ How very disagreeable!” I remarked. < 
“ The man’s a brute !” said my wife, emphatically. ( 
“ He doeBjnothing, it seems to me, but wrangle in , 
bis family. Pity that he hadn’t something of the 
pleasant temper of our neighbor on the other side.’ j 
“ That is a more agreeable sound, I must confess, 
was my answer, as the notes of “ What Fairy like , 
Music steals over the Sea,” rose sweetly on the air. 
“ Far more agreeable,” returned my wife. 
“ He plays well on biB instrument,” 1 said, smiling. 
My ear was followtog the notes in pleased recogni¬ 
tion. We stood listening until our neighbor passed 
to another air, set to MrB. Heman’s beautiful words, 
“Come to the SonBct Tree.” To a slow, soft, tender 
measure the noteB fell, yet still wo heard tbein with 
singular distinctness through the intervening wall, 
just a little muffled, but sweeter for the obstruction. 
* The day i* past and gone, 
The woodman’s axe lies free, 
And the reaper’s work is done.” 
My wife recalled these lines from her memory, 
repeating them in a subdued, trauquilizing tone. 
The air was still Bounding in our ears, but we no 
longer recognized its impression on the external 
senses. It bad done its work of recalling the beauti¬ 
ful Evening Hymn of the Switzer, and we repeated to 
each other verse after verse. 
“ Sweet is the hour or rent, 
Pleasant the wood’* low sigh, 
And the gleaming of the west, 
And the turf whereon we lie. 
When the burden and the heat 
Of labor’s task are o’er. 
And kindly voices greet 
The loved one at the door ” 
To which I added: 
•• But rest, more sweet and still 
Than ever nightfall gave, 
Our longing hearts shall fill 
In the world beyond the grave. 
There shall no tempest blow, 
No scorching noontide heat; 
There shall be no more snow, 
.No weary, wandering feet; 
And we lift our trusting eyes 
From the hills onr fathers trod, 
To the quiet, of the filiies— 
To the Sabbath of our God.” 
now still on both sides. The harsh discord 
lding neighbor had ceased, and our wliist- 
.bor had warbled his good night melody, 
ke a pleasant flower growing near an 
obiect, and interposing a vail of beauty, 
not quite touch the bead of th 
necessary to hold the paper up 
begin to blow. 
The explanation, remarks the editor addressed, is this:— 
When the currant* of air are established radiating from the 
central lube horizontally between the disk and the paper, 
the greater area of the diak, as compared with that of the 
tube, cause* the air above the paper to be rarifled, when the 
pressure of the air below, not being fully counter balanced, 
holds the paper up. The pin actB as an anchor to prevent 
the paper from being blowD away horizontally. 
We had moved into a new house, situated about 
the center in a row of ten, all run up together in 
harried, mushroom fashion, and divided from each 
other by partitions of brick so thin that sound was 
only a little deadened in passing through. For the 
first three or four nights 1 was unable to sleep, except 
in snatches, for so many noises came to my cars, 
originating, apparently, in my own domicile, that 
anxiety in regard to burglars was constantly excited. 
Both on the first and second nights 1 made a journey 
through the house in the small hours, hut found no 
intruders on my premises. The sounds that dis¬ 
turbed me came from some of my neighbors, who 
kept later vigils than suited my habits. 
“There it is again!” said I, looking np from my 
paper, as I sat reading on the second day after 
taking possession of my new home. “ That fellow is 
a nuisance.” 
“What fellow?” asked my wife, whose counte¬ 
nance showed surprise & t the remark. She was either 
unconscious or unaffected by the circumstance that 
annoyed my sensitive ears. 
“ Don’t yon hear it?” said I. 
“ Hear what?” 
“That everlasting whistle.” 
“Oh!” A smile played over my wife’s face. 
“ Does it annoy you?” 
“I can’t say that I am particularly annoyed by it 
yet; but I shall be if it’s to go on incessantly. A 
man whistles for want of thought, and this very fact 
will — » 
“I’m not so sure of that,” remarked my wife, 
interrupting me, “ the poet notwithstanding. I 
would say that he whistles from exuberant feelings. 
Onr neighbor has a sunny temper, no doubt; what, I 
am afraid, cannot he said of our neighbor on the 
other side. T’ve never heard him whistle; but his 
scolding abilities are good; and, judging from two 
days’ observation, ho is not likely to permit them to 
“ The air of which our neighbor was whistling 
at the time,” said I. 
« Right, as 1 live!” was my companion’s exclama 
tion, after a pause, slapping his hand on his knee. 1 
could hardly help smiling at the look of wonder, 
amusement, and conviction, that blended on his face. 
“ I wouldn’t send that note," said T, meaningly. 
“No, hang me, if I do! 1 must Btudy this case. 
I’m something of a philosopher, you must know. I 
our neighbor can awaken the singing birds in th< 
heart of my wife, he may whistle till the crack o 
doom without binderance from roe. I’m obliged t< 
you for the Miggestion." < 
A week afterward 1 met him again. 
“What about the singing birds?” I asked, smiling 
“ All alive again, thank God’” He answered witl 
a heartiness of manner that caused roe to look nar 
rowlv into his face. It wofe a better expression tbai 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c., IN No. 595 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma:—Abraham Lincoln. 
Answer to Geographical Enigma:—Pray without ceasing. 
Answer to Mechanical Problem:—17,206 pounds. 
bravely and calmly up to the sacrifice. None ever 
fought for a more glorious cause than that for which 
your Country calls you. None ever did more glori¬ 
ously thau on a battle field. Swords and bullets may 
disfigure you you may return to ns with perchance 
eyes and limbs gone, but you’ll be all the dearer for 
it. ’Tis the manhood, in yon, that we love — the gem 
is dearer than the casket Bnt. whoro you are, 
he men. It is not alone in the battle field where pat¬ 
riotism is displayed, or that courage shines forth. 
Y«n may not be needed to battle in years; at least 
months, many of yon; but Our Country needs mm. 
Be making men of yourselves, for you know not how 
soon you may be needed. But if yon are called, 
know that kindred spirits are there with you —that 
earnest prayers are offered for you. We sisters can 
give you np better than older hearts — the light of 
our lives maybe extinguished with you—but bravely, 
womanly, we can bid you “God speed;” and if we 
cannot stand by you, and with our arms and hearts 
made strong with the great love for you, battle for 
that which is life, aye, dearer than life. We can bind 
up your wounds and wipe the death damps from your 
brows. This is a great experience for us all, 
brothers. It will make us, oh how rich! what 
strong hearts ’twill give ns. It may pencil lines of 
care uDon our brows — may thread our locks with 
The following work* on Agriculture, Horticulture, sc., 
be obtained at the Office of the Kural Nlw-Yorkkk. We can 
*l*o furnish Other books on Rural Affairs, Issued by American 
publishers, at the usual retail prioui.—and •hull **id w0 " 
jxr punished. « ?■" Rural Agent* entitled to premiums, i 
who are offered a choice of books, can select from this Uet 
'asr. 0« J cKSK, . 
_ .1 no 
Do" Catechism of Chenartry 
for .School*.. .. .. S6 
Lunirctroth on the Hive and 
Honey Bee.. .... I lift 
la-uchar* Hot House*. ..12ft 
Ll«bigs Kami liar Letter* to 
Fnrmer*. . . £6 
l.ltihlcy'h M »ivan Horse* 1 OS 
Minei-VIlec keeper * Manuall 00 
Miles on tho Horse’s toot.. »' 
Wilburn on Covr.. *“ 
Modern Cookery by to** 
Acton and Mrs. S. 3. Hale,) *5 
Mia Abel's Skillful House- 
wife and Lm lies'truide. M 
Sax tun'* Rural Hand Books, 
bound In 4 rteriet- . .each 1 2fi 
Miltin'* Land Drainer. « 
Nash's Progressive 1'(inner. w 
Nelli's Gard. Companion itw 
Norton's Element* of Agn- 
cult me .. tJ 
Olcotl sSorgho and Implied -• 
Pardee o o the Straw berry CO 
Redder's Land Measurer W 
l*ei>ox'»New Culture of the 
VlD 1 * __* * ft 
Phelps' Bee-keeper's Chart 2ft 
Quioov* Mysteries of bee¬ 
keeping. .......... 
Quincy on boiling Cattle... 
Rabbit Fanner .. .. - • w 
Randall * Sheep Husband^ 
Richardson uetbellorsc.' m 
Do. Pest* of the barm.... 2ft 
Do. Domestic lOwls. *“ 
Do. on the Hof?- - - . f 
Ho. on the Honey Bee. 
|io. on the Dog. ... *> 
Reemeliu'* \me-dressers 
Manual .. * 
ShepheidsOwn Book . - 
Stray I.savetrfrom the Rook 
of'Nature. ----- •- ltt ' 
Stephen* Book of the Farm 
2 Tills.. . 
Skillful Housewife....... 
i Skill oat's Elements of Ag- 
i riculture .. 
Smith'* Landscape Gar- 
I doninr — ------ 
i Tbaer> Principle* of Mo 
) Thomas' Farm Implement 1 w 
Thompson's food of m- 
5 male.. .. .i< 
The Rom- Cultured. .. . . - 
1 ) Tojdiam s Chemistry Mai.e ^ 
ft Turner's (.niton Piantetk 
before, 
crossed, with dull, deliberate steps, its threshold. 
The flying feet that sprang along the hall, and the 
eager voices that filled, suddenly, the air in a sweet All t 
tumult of sound as l entered, were quiet and hushed 0 f our 
in a little while. 1 did not repel my precious ones, ij ng n 
for they were very dear to my heart; hat birds do not which, 
B ing joyously except in the sunshine, and my pres- U nsigl 
ence bad cast a shadow. The songs of my home had re 
birds died into fitful chirpings — they sat quiet. It w 
among the branches. 1 saw this, and understood the retirin 
reason. I condemned myself; 1 reasoned against the thank: 
folly of bringing worldly cares into the home sanctu- ling p 
ary; I endeavored to rise ont of my gloomy state, beam 
But neither philosophy nor a self-compelling efiort with 
was of any avail. voice 
I was sitting, with my hand partly shading my the w 
face from the light, still in conflictwith myself, when of rni 
I became conscious of a lifting of the shadows that corda 
were aronnd me, and of a freer respiration. The tears. 
change was slight, but still very perceptible. I was On 
beginning to question as to its cause, when mj thou; 
thought recognized au agency which had been opera- and c 
tive through the sense of hearing, though not before me. 
externally perceived in consequence of my abstracted awak 
state. My neighbor was whistling “Begone, Dull the h 
Care!” _ ^, ami 
Now, in my younger days, 1 had whistled and Care 
sung the air and words of this cheerful old song bun- whic 
dreds of times, and every line was familiar to memory, smut 
I listened, with pleased interest, for a little while, and Ih 
then, as my changing state gave power to resolutions awa\ 
quick born of better reason, I said, in my thought, fast 
emphatically, as if remanding an evil spirit, “Be- In 
gone, dull care!” and the fiend left me. m y 1 
Glass Eyes for Birds, &o.— The gentlemau who 
furnished the articles published on Preserving Birds, 
sends us the following note in answer to an inquiry 
given a few weeks since: 
Eds. Rural New-Yorker:— It is difficult to pro¬ 
cure glass eyes, and they are also expensive. I have 
paid 50 oents here for a pair of inferior eyes for an owl. 
Making them is the business of the glass-worker, 
and requires an expensive apparatus. 1 am making 
In it ,.monts to keen on hand an assortment of eyes, 
Work vs. Potential ABiLiTV.-One great secret 
of the practical failure in after life of so many prom¬ 
ising young persons is, I apprehend, that they did 
not learn that a man’s capacity and success in the 
world is estimated, not by what he con do, but by 
what he does do. The opposite heresy is, I am sorry 
to believe, early imbibed in most of our seminaneB 
of learning. How the youth of genius, real or sup¬ 
posed, is worshiped by his associates, and too often 
by society also, while the more diligent plodder is 
left in neglect to “work out his own salvation,” as 
he almost infallibly does! 
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