not yet. 
by william culi.kn bbtavt. 
Oh! country, marvel of the earth, 
Oh, realm, to sudden greatness growD, 
The age that gloried in thy birth 
Shall it behold thee overthrown? 
Shall traitors lay that greatness low? 
No! land of hope and l>l«ssing, No! 
And we who wear thy glorious name* 
Shall we, like cravens, staud apart, 
When those whom thou hast trusted aim 
Thefticath-blow at thy generous heart? 
Forth goes the battle cry; and lo! 
Hosts rise in harness, shouting No! 
And they who founded in our land 
The power that rules from sea to sea, 
Bled they in vain, or vainly planned 
To leave their country great and free? 
Their sleeping ashes from below 
Send up the thrilling murmur. No! 
Knit they the gentle ties which long 
These luster States were prond to wear, 
And forged the kindly links *o strong 
For idle hands in sport to tear? 
For scornful hands aside to throw? 
No! by our father's memory. No! 
Our humming marts, our iron ways, 
Our wind-tossed woods on mountain crest, 
The hoarse Atlantic, with bis bays, 
The calm, broad oceaD of tbe West, 
And Mississippi's torrent flow, 
And loud Niagara answers, No! 
Not yet the hour is nigh, when they 
Who, deep in Kid's dim twilight, sit— 
Earth's ancient kings—shall ilse and say, 
“ Proud country, welcome to the pit! 
So soon art thou, like us. brought low?” 
No! sullen group of shadows, No! 
For now behold the arm that, gave 
The victory in our lathers’ day, 
Strong, as of old, to guard and save— 
That mighty arm which none can stay— 
On clouds above, and Held* below, 
Writes, in men’s eight, the answer, No! 
And now happiness itself was beginning to flood 
ray soul. I could interpret Harry’s words, and the 
manner in which he said them, in only oae sweet 
way, and tbe 
■ Voices sad, from far and near, 
Ever singing full of fear. 
Ever singing drearfully,’’ 
changed to 
“ Voices sweet - 
AT 
[Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker,] 
THE LIGHTHOUSE. 
BY S. BELL. 
“Lily, do you hear the 'patter, patter,’ of the 
rain?” 
“Yes, Sue, isn’t it delightful?” 
“It might he, under Borne circumstances, hut just 
now I’m thinking what a disappointment it will he 
to me if we can’t go to the lighthouse this afternoon.” 
“ Surely, 1 hadn’t thought of that, and it’s your lust 
day here;” and the fair girl sprang up, threw open 
the shutters, thrust her curly head out among the 
big drops, and made a reconnoisance of the heavens. 
Flash! Crash! 
“Oh it’s only a thunder shower, and it will clear 
away by and by and be a splendid afternoon.” 
And Lily's prediction was true. It raiued in tor¬ 
rents all the morning, but at noon the sun looked out 
from the parting clouds, and by four o’clock, the 
time when we were to start on our excursion, it was 
delightful; the air was so pure, the sky so blue, the 
trees and grass so freshly green. 
Pony was full of life, and we were soon past the 
willow-shaded streets of quiet Lcwe^ ami on one of 
the half grass-grown roads that wind ahout upon the 
broad old beach, breathing in new life and enjoyment 
with the cool sea-breezes. Away, away, away we 
sped, winding about among low, grassy mounds, and 
past nameless graves of those who had been wrecked 
upon the coast, years ago, in a fearful Ftonn, before 
the ice-breaker and breakwater had been made to 
guard it; past old cedars, half buried by encroaching 
sand, and along the base of a sand-coated hill, the 
only high land upon Cape lienlopcn, until we came 
to a road leading directly up to the lighthouse which 
crowns its summit. Here Harry alighted to lessen 
pony’s load, and up, up, up we,— Lily and 1,—rode 
through the heavy sand, until upon the hill-top, what 
a vision of beauty greeted my eyes! 
Stretching away to the eastern sky was the broad 
ocean, heaving and sparkling in the sunlight, with 
here and there a white winged ship or steamer 
plowing its waves, in striking and beautiful con¬ 
trast was its western shore. Following its indenta¬ 
tions, crowded extensive dark cedar forests, with 
now and then a bright green velvety Interval. To 
tbe north, with a graceful curve, swept the hay, and 
above us loomed high in air the snow-white octagonal 
lighthouse. How neat and inviting it looked; hut it 
was yet two hours before sunset, and so we went 
down to the beach. Ah! here were real ocean waves, 
long, high, white-crested ones, that rnsbed with a 
daring leap upon the shore, broke into foam, and 
glided away. 
Long T gat, rapt in wonder and delight, watching 
their mad frolio and listening to their din, when a 
voice that was ever musical to me,— such a strong 
yet gentle nature did it reveal, such confidence, such 
sympathy did its tones inspire,—startled me from 
my abstraction. 
“Sue, I’m inclined to be jealous of these madcap 
waves.” 
“What right have you to indulge in such an un¬ 
comfortable feeling?” 
“ Not half as much as I wish I had.” 
•Lily came up just then with her little hands full of 
the prettiest shells and pebbles she had been able to 
find, and dropping down by my side, gave them to 
me, one by one, with a comment on each, and not a 
prosy one, either, 1 judge, for I remember well how 
animated she looked, as she was chattering away, 
turning the shells this way and that, while the soft 
air lifted the clustering brown curls from an unusu¬ 
ally perfect face and neck, but not one word do 1 
remember of all that she said. My thoughts were too 
busy. This had been an eventful day to me, and the 
waves dashing at my feet were not more tunultuous 
than my thoughts. That morning Gkdkgh Morti¬ 
mer, Judge Mortimer’s son, had paid, he said, “a 
fitting tribute to my benuty," and offered me heart, 
and hand. His heart? how deep was it?—how rich? 
I had little faith in it. His hand? Would it gently 
lead me over the rough ways of life? I was not sure. 
There was silver and gold in it; hut “the heart gives 
that which neither silver nor gold can buy,” and 
there was but little mutual sympathy between us. So 
I had unhesitatingly put down the visions of wealth 
and ease that arose as 1 thought his proposal over. 
“ Better a little with Contentment than great treasure 
and trouble therewith.” 
And bo I had anew and willingly devoted myself to 
further labor, further care, leaning for support on no 
earthly arm, but trusting in Him who had thus far 
helped me, and who 1 believed, if he did not see fit 
to grant me happiness, would give me blessedness. 
Ever ninging low end clear, 
Ever singing longingly,” 
And a sense of rest and peace stole over my soul, 
such as I bad never before known, and if Harry 
Linton, the kind son and brother,— for 1 bad heard 
the story of bis fraternal and filial devotion in days 
of darkness,— should ask me to go through life witli 
him, I knew I could gladly promise. 
My face always was a tell-tale one, and as Lily 
dropped the last shell into my lap and looked up at 
me, such an arch smile lit up her s, that I knew my 
secret was no longer all ray own, and a crimson tide 
flushed cheek and brow. She said not a word, but 
silence was awkward to me now, and 1 said, for I 
must say something, “ If you were all alone in tbe 
world, as it were, dependent on your own exertions 
for the comforts of life, with no one place that you 
could call “ sweet home,” and to your great surprise, 
a rich, proud man, should Come to you and ofl'er tbe 
little love he could spare from self, expecting undy¬ 
ing gratitude from you offer you not only the com¬ 
forts, hut the luxuries of life —would you not be 
foolish not. to accept his proposals, because there was 
something, you could not tell exactly what, but some¬ 
thing in his manner or looks that made you involute 
tarily shrink from him, although you bad never 
heard a word spoken against him?” 
“Foolish? never," said Lily, earnestly; “there 
are harder things in life to hear than toil there are 
bitterer struggles than those for bread. Love alone 
shall tell mo in whose band to place mine for life; for 
without it my heart would ache from hunger and 
thirst until death, and with it I should bo ‘ strong to 
do, and calm to endure,' I know. Your words have 
recalled to memory an old playmate, Lizzie Lane." 
“ Wbat about her?” 
She was the only child of a wealthy merchant, 
whose love, happiness, hope and pride centered in 
her. She was gentle, affectionate, intelligent and 
good, or she would have been spoiled by the gratifi¬ 
cation of every wish. She ripened into a winsome 
maiden, and If they had not loved her so well, her 
mates would have been jealous of the admiring looks 
that followed her when we met In social circles. 
Among those attracted by her beauty and grace was 
Loris Lapierre, a gay, handsome youth, whose 
family prided themselves upon their birth and wealth. 
He had no strong intellectual tastes, oared for no 
I profession, scorned manual labor; so tbe business of 
bis life was to frequent, scenes of gay-t v and idlers’ 
usual haunts. 
“One evening when the young people met at her 
father’s, I missed her from the parlor a long time, 
arid went to find her, thinking perhaps a headache, 
from which she was unfortunately suffering, might 
have caused her to retire to her room awhile. But 
she was not. there, so 1 went up to the attic, where a 
father’s indulgence had fitted up a pretty little studio 
for her, looking out upon the sea, whose constant 
murmur was music to her, and its changing aspects 
her delight. Gently 1 pushed open the door, stopped, 
then turned away, for T saw she was all absorbed in 
a note she was penning, and did not notice my 
presence. I returned to the parlor and she soon 
followed. I saw by the alternate flush and pallor of 
her check, that there were disturbing forces at work 
in her soul; and when the next day it was reported 
that Lotus had loft town, and that his conduct the 
evening before at his hotel, on his return from the 
party, had been unaccountably strange, so reckless, 
so wild, so desperate it had been, I believed 1 bad 
the key of the mystery. 
“ He joined the ranks of the army and went to 
Mexico. Two years passed by, during which Mr, 
Lank had suddenly died, leaving less property than 
people expected, for he was a whole-hearted, gener¬ 
ous man, and while he made money fast, spent it 
freely, and death was far from his thoughts, as it is 
from yours and mine, and many a happy year he 
expected to live and provide for his loved wife and 
child. 
“Lizzie had been cm a visit to friends in the City, 
and on her return by stage, whom should she find 
was to be her companion but I.OTJT8 Lapikrre. He 
had been very sick during his absence, and had leave 
to return home. Their old acquaintance thus re¬ 
newed he determined should not be interrupted 
again, and at last, yielding to bis importunities and 
her mother’s advice, she promised to be his.” 
“Why did her mother advise it?” 
“1 think she was blinded by her ambition. She 
thought it would be a flue thing to have a Lane 
mated with a Lai’ikrrk; and pride and hope whis¬ 
pered to her that, Lis lovely bride would win him 
from his youthful indiscretions and follieB, and be 
envied and happy; and now, alas, ’there’s none so 
poor to do him reverence.’ He fills a druukard’a 
grave. Had Mr. Lane been alive, be would have 
interposed between her and ‘her fate,' as she called 
him, for be would have learned more about Lori9 
than his wife could. 
“Poor Lizzie! I was one of her bridesmaids, and 
when on tbe wedding morning some one expressed 
wonder that lie was so long coining, she turned and 
whispered to me, ‘I hope he’ll never come.”’ 
“Lily, it was wicked for her to marry a man 
toward whom she felt so.” 
“Wait until you've been tried as she was, and see 
bow passive a thing you may become,—how little 
you’ll care whither your life-boat drifts,—before you 
pronounce a harsh sentence upon her. While Loris 
was in Mexico she bad become attached to a young 
man, then only a student of law, and with little but 
hi 3 own strong mind and will to rely upon in the 
future. On Louis’ return and renewal of his suit, it 
was easy to Bee that he, in the mother’s eyes, was 
the favored one. The student was too honorable to 
declare his love *0 he had the ability to offer bis 
chosen one a pleasant home, and too proud and 
sensitive to go where his presence was in the least 
unwelcome. So his visits ceased, and Loris had a 
clear field and a powerful ally in the mother, whose 
mind, poor woman, was clouded by her sorrow; 
and, while she doted on her child, weakly thought 
to make her happy by urging her to become again a 
chilli of luxury. And for the mother’s sake Bhe 
acquiesced in the arrangements that Lons and she 
made for their speedy marriage. 
“Her wedding was more like a funeral than the 
joyous lime it should have been, for those who loved 
her best knew, ami so did Lons, for she had dealt 
frankly with him, thut her regard for him was unim- 
passioned,—she ‘liked him well enough, and that 
was all. They were gone two or three weeks on 
their wedding tour, and when they came back she 
brought me her daguerreotype, according to promise 
—for the daguerrean artist had not yet come to our 
retired village, 
looked at it. 
“•Why, Lizzie,’ said I, ■ what was tbe matter with 
vou? you look so sad in this.' 
“ * I look just aB 1 felt,’ was her only reply. 
“ She lived only two or three years after that I 
will not say she died broken-hearted; I only know 
she slowly pined away, while her husband grew 
more and more passionate, exacting and selfish, 
under the influence of indulgence in stimulants; 
and when the dark-winged angel hovered over her 
sick-bed and whispered that a ‘place was prepared 
for her in the heavenly mansions,’ she smiled upon 
him a glad welcome, and her face was all radiant 
with joy as she passed through the ‘valley of the 
shadow of death.’ -Music, sweet music she heard, 
and beautiful forms hovered about her, she said; and 
we could but wonder if a convoy Of angels had not 
come to bear her to the Celestial City where ‘the 
weary are at rest’ 
“ Her mother’s heart was almost crushed beneath 
this affliction, and for awhile I feared she would die, 
or become distracted, so great was her grief, bo 
hitter, for there was remorse mingled with it; but 
Lizzie, with Loris’ consent, had given her their 
babe, and the constant care be required gradually 
won her from her despair hack to life’s duties. 
“ And that proud student, I,ily— where is be?” 
“Up yonder, talking with the lighthouse keeper.” 
“Not your brother Harry?” 
“Yes, my darling brother Harry. Oh, Sue, he 
has been tried in the furnace of affliction, and it has 
been to him as the refiner’s fire to gold. He has had 
many a disappointment of one kind and another to 
wrestle with, and from each struggle he has become 
stronger and better; and it seems as though now 
that, the Refiner had fitted him to sympathize with, 
pity, and comfort the sorrowing sons of men, He 
was putting into his bands the means of giving them 
substantial aid. The tide of adversity which seemed 
to be sweeping away every precious thing from his 
reach and sight, lias turned to prosperity, and with 
a grateful heart he sees floating toward him many a 
good gift. He has already a competence, and a 
reputation for integrity, energy and eloquence, 
which is rapidly adding to his fortune and fame. 
Ob, See, you don’t know how glad I am, for if ever 
a man deserved it, it Is he. And if only his second 
love,” and she lifted her full, dark eyes to mine, “says 
to him a little word I hope she will, why I don’t 
know what more I need ask for him. But come, 
Harry is beckoning to ns, and pointing to the sun 
low in the West—we must see It. set front the light¬ 
house top.” 
So ive went up. and when the sun had disappeared 
and the shadows were beginning to gather in the 
twilight, uprose the broad full moon, driving them 
OUR FALL CAMPAIGN? 
The Rural, on Trial, at only Half Price ? 
WAR WIT. 
A good set of Resolutions.—A Union meeting 
was recently held at Owego, in this State, at which 
the Hon. Lyman Tremaine offered the following, 
which, as they embrace everything necessary to say- 
actions, not arguments, now, only being wanted—we 
publish in full. They were received with rapturous 
applause, and unanimously adopted: 
Resolved, That we will stand by the Union, fight 
for the Union, and maintain the Union, and not a , 
grain of sand belonging to tbe Union shall ever tie ., copies for SI, 6 for :>2, Ac. 
surrendered to foes abroad or rebels at home, and the , H ary (3 months—13 papers, 
of all Union men for the sake of the Union is 
backward, and making for itself a golden pathway 
over the waves to the shore below ns, that made me 
think of the dream of the lonely pilgrim at Bethel. 
Light after light flashed from the lighthouse tops 
around the bay and up the river, and 
“ One by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, 
Blossomed the lovely stars, forget-me-nots of the angels,’' 
and before I bade Harry “good night” I bad said 
to him the little word Lily hoped his second love 
wonld say, 
A. STRING OP PEARLS. 
union ... t, . j 
the unchangeable will of all patriotic Democrats ana 
Republicans. . „ 
Resolved, That the patriotic Republicans and Dem¬ 
ocrats of Owego are a band of brothers in this terri¬ 
ble crisis of the country’s history, and politicians of 
every hue and dye are requested to dry up until the 
Stars ami Stripes float again in security over every 
portion of the Union. 
Resolved, That our brave soldiers who are fighting 
our battles must and shall be maintained, and it is 
the duty of those who stay at home to pay the bills, 
and we will pay them in spite of the sneaking "’hill¬ 
ings of traitors, and we will pay as long as they will 
fight, and both wlU fight ami pay and pay and tight, 
until every Tory and Rebel in the land shall acknowl¬ 
edge there is a God in Israel, and how down in rev¬ 
erence and obedience to the Flag of the Country, and 
acknowledge obedience to tbe great, indissoluble and 
immortal Republic. 
Col. Richardson and Reaches.— A letter from a 
member of the Second Regiment of Michigan, con¬ 
tains the following:—Soon after the regiment went 
into camp at their present post, near Arlington, a 
messenger from a rank secessionist asked of Col, 
Richardson that a guard be placed around a very fine 
peach orchard on his place. This was done, and for 
several days the peaches were allowed to ripen undis¬ 
turbed. Happening there one day, the Colonel 
picked from the ground half a dozen peaches, when 
he was met by the owner, who in a very pompous 
manner said, “ Fay me for those peaches, sir.” 
“Certainly,” said the Colonel; “how much shall I 
pay?” “ Fifty cents,” said the rebel. Handing him 
the money, the Colonel turned to the guard and said, 
“Now go to your camp, boys.” “Hold on here,” 
said Becosb; “Col. Richardson sent these men here.” 
“To be sure he did,” replied the Colonel, “and now 
he sends them back.” 
A Massachusetts soldier, who passed through the 
city of New York a few weeks since, was asked how 
many regiments Massachusetts would send? His 
reply was:—“She will send a regiment a week for 
six months, and if that does not do, she will come 
herself. 
A Confederate letter writer in Missouri says that 
the German troops are “ very unattractive in their 
appearance.” No doubt when they are attacked 
they will be found terribly repulsive, 
“ I don’t misB my church as much as you may sup¬ 
pose,” said a lady to her minister, who called on her 
during her illness; “ for I make Betsy sit at the win¬ 
dow as soon as the bells begin to chime, and she tells 
me who arc going to church and whether they have 
got on anything new.” 
In response to late requests from Agents and 
others, we would state that, in order to accommodate 
those wishing to try the Rural New-Yorker for a 
few months — and also as a means of introducing it 
more generally in many localities preparatory to the 
commencement of anew volume. — we have conclu¬ 
ded to offer the paper from September 1st to January, 
or from October to January, at only Half Price. 
We will therefore send the Rural from September 1st 
to January (<l months, or 17 papers,) for 33 cents — or 
From October to Jan- 
) at only 25 cts. per copy 
— or 4 copies for SI, 8 for $2, 12 for $3, Ac. In each 
ease we will send to us many different, post-offices as 
desired. Our Canada frietlds will of course add 
American postage (at the rate of 124 cts. for 12 
months,) to the above rates. 
7.-?S~ This is offering the Rural below war price*, 
and at a rate affording na no profit. But we hope, by 
thus furnishing the paper at or below cost, to intro¬ 
duce it to thousands who will become permanent 
subscribers. As the times are improving, and the 
long evenings and period of leisure are coming on 
apace, we trust the agents and other friends of the 
Rural will kindly aid in extending its circulation 
and benefits. Almost any reader so disposed, can 
obtain from -1 to 20 trial subscribers with compara¬ 
tively little effort—thus not only benefiting individ¬ 
uals and community, but contributing to the future 
prosperity and usefulness of the paper. Friends of 
the Rural and its Objects! will you not make some 
effort in the right direction — to further the circula¬ 
tion of the favorite Rural Weekly, and render its 
Fall Campaign successful? 
Kno'.vj.k 4’ power, if you know how to use it. 
Experience of the past is the prophet of the future. 
Men overrate their talent, but underrate their in¬ 
fluence. 
Thought is the wind, knowledge the sail, and 
mankind the vessel. 
Dress plainly — the thinnest soap-bubbles wear 
the gaudiest colors. 
A good roan is kinder to his enemy than bad men 
are to their friends. 
Practice flows from principle; for as a man 
thinks, so he will act. 
Death and to-morrow are never here — they are 
either not come or gone. 
A man’s own good-breeding is the best security 
against other people’s ill-manners. 
Happiness grows at our own firesides, and is not 
to bo picked in the stranger’s gardens. 
It would be well if we had less medicine and more 
cures; less cant and more piety; less law and more 
justice. 
There is no day born but comes like a stroke of 
music into the world and sings itself all the way 
through. 
A simile may be bright while the heart is sad—tbe 
rainbow is beautiful in the air while beneath is the 
moaning of the sea. 
To vex another is to teach him to vex us again — 
injuries avaken revenge, and even an ant can sting 
and a fly Double our patience. 
Pleasing Thoughts.—T he pleasantest things in 
the world ire pleasant thoughts; and the greatest art 
in life is t» have as many of them as possible. 
Learning, it is said, may be an instrument of 
fraud; so may bread, if discharged from the mouth 
of a cannon, be an instrument of death. Each may 
be equallj effective for evil. 
Learn in childhood, if you can, that happiness is 
not outside, but inside. A good heart and a clear 
conscience bring happiness, which no riches and no 
circumstances alone ever do. 
As flow-rs never put on their best clothes for Sun¬ 
day, but vciir their spotless raiment and exhale their 
odor evetv day, so let your life, free from stain, eve 
give fortl the fragrance of the love of God. 
In two places, all men ore equal—the church and 
the graveyard, l’ride, however, in the former, sepa¬ 
rates simers into classes; in the other, places monu¬ 
ments ovjr choice clay, and sods over the dust and 
ashes. 
Thf.kb is no virtue, the exercise of which will not 
impress k new fairness upon the countenance, and on 
gentleness and decision of just feeling there follows 
a grace of action, and through continuance a grace 
of form which by no discipline can be taught or 
attained 
While we are coldly discussing a man’s career, 
sneering at his mistakes, blaming his rashness, and 
libeling his opinions,—that man, in his solitude, is 
perhaps shedding hot tears because his sacrifice is a 
hard out, because strength and patience aie failing 
him to speak the difficult word, and do the difficult 
deed. 
In death itself there can he nothing terrible, for 
the act bf death annihilates sensation; but there are 
many reads to death, and some of them justly formi¬ 
dable. even to the bravest; so various are the modes 
of going out of the world, that to be horu, may have 
been a more painful thing than to die, and to live, 
may prove a more troublesome thing than either. 
A rough individual, whose knowledge of classical 
language was not quite complete, had been sick, and 
recovering was told by bis doctor that he might take 
a little animal food. “No, sir,” said he. “I took 
your gruel easy enough, but hang me if 1 can go 
your hay and oats.” 
ABOUT ADVERTISING. 
FACTS FOli m’SINESS MEN. 
As the season for Trade is again at hand, we would remind 
those who wish to do Business tho present Autumn and 
Fall, that the Kubat, Nkw Yobkxii possesses extraordinary 
advantages as an Advertising Medium. its actual circulation 
exceeding by at least 20 000 that of any other paper published 
in this State or section of the Union (out of New York city.) 
In addition to its immense circulation among the best 
portion of the Rural Population, (more particularly in New 
York, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Michigan, Indiana, Illinois, Wis¬ 
consin, Ac.,) it is taken by thousands of Business and Pro¬ 
fessional Men in Villages and Cities from Canada to Califor¬ 
nia. and Maine to Minnesota. Renee, it is the medium 
through which to reach, at once. Tens ot Thousands 
of the most enterprising, progressive and wealthy Farmers, 
Horticulturists, Ac., and host* of Merchants. Mechanics, 
Manufacturers and Professional Men. Its pages are unques- 
tlonably the best and cheapest channel on this Continent 
for the Business Cards and Announcements of all who «ish 
to address the Agricultural and Horticultural rub- 
lie,—such as Dealers in Implements and Machinery, -Fruit 
Trees, Shrubs. Plants and Flowers,—Feeds and Fertilizers,— 
Improved Stock, Real Estate, Arc.,—n* well as for leading 
Publishers and Booksellers, (especially of standard and 
practical works,) Wholesale Heaters. Manufacturers, Educa¬ 
tional Institutions, band, Insurance and other Companies, 
Agencies, Ac.; and indeed for all who wish to secure large 
and wide, and hence profitable publicity. The fact that tut 
limited space i* devoted to Advertising, and that a rigid cen¬ 
sorship is exercised over that department (our aim being to 
keep the whole paper free from quackery, humbug and 
deception.! renders the Rural far more valuable a> a me¬ 
dium of making known matters ot value ami utility—for its 
announcements are generally so new and of such character 
as to be read and heeded by all interested. 
A nephew of Mr. Bagges, in explaining the mys¬ 
teries of a tea-kettle, describes the benefit of tbe 
application of steam to useful purposes. “For all 
which,” remarked Mr. Bagges, “we have principally 
to thank—what was his name?” “Watt was his 
name, I believe, uncle,” replied the boy. 
| jOOKB 
iFOiFt LtTJ'IAAAL.IS’rS. 
A young man, who had been victimized by a noto¬ 
rious borrower, who always forgot to pay, called him 
one of the most promising men of his acquaintance. 
An Illinois paper, ft short time since, said a fellow 
was so very dirty, that the assessors of the town in 
which he lived set him down as real estate. 
ft 
The following works on Agriculture, Horticulture, &c., may 
be obtained at the Ollic.o of the Rural New-Yorker. We can 
also furnish other book* on Rural Attulrs, Issued by American 
publisher*, at the usual retail prices,—and shall add new works 
an published- VST Rural Agent* entitled to premiums, and 
who are olicicd a choice of books, can select from thin list, 
HydenChine-e Sugar Cane V> 
Johnston's Agricultural 
Chemistry..1 to 
Do. Elements of Ag. Chern- 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
BIBLICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 14 letters. 
My 11, 7,11, 4, 3, 4,1 was an ancient city. 
My 14, 6 , 8,10,14 was the son of a Bctbleliemite. 
My 11,13, C, 1 was a preacher of righteousness. 
My 6 , 7 ,12 is a fruit spoken of in the Bible. 
My 5, 2,10, S, 1 is indispensable to every Christian. 
My 3, 7, 11. 4 is what Christ calls himself. 
My 9, 0,12,12, 2 ,10 is one of the books of the Bible. 
My 4,14, 4, U may be found in the book of Genesis. 
My whole is a command of our Savior. 
Ahington, Pa., 1861. T. Finn. 
Answer in two weeks 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 16 letters. 
My 1, 7, 3, 9,12, 4, 14, 10 is a rale of arithmetic. 
My 5, 2, 15, 4,10, 6 was the name of a prophet. 
My 11, 2, 5 was one of the tribes of Israel. 
My 0, 9,15, 16, 15 is a kind of cloth. 
My 5, 2, 13,16 is a tropical fruit. 
My whole is the name of a celebrated traveler who is still 
living. 
Columbus, N. Y., 1861. S. A. Pcrdie. 
Answer in two weeks. 
CHARADE 
To get my first but numerate; 
My second to schoolboys give pain; 
My third’s a vowel found in fate; 
My fourth all farm-yards do contain; 
My whole is a man that ruined Spain. 
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Allen's Am. Farm Book....160 
Alien # Diseases of Domes¬ 
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Allen's Kutni Architecture 1 26 
Allen on the Grape . 1 06 
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American Florist'#Guide,.. >■> 
Barry'# Fruit Garden...,..115 
Blake’* Farmer at Home. 1 25 
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Chin### Sugar Lane and 
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Keeper .... 
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oloy of tli« Home.* 00 
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Dana# Muck Manual.100 
Do. Prize Essay on Manures toft 
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Hough's Farm Record..... .Sto 
Kidder's Guide U> Apiarian 
Science,...,. to 
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Do. Catechism of Chemistry 
for School*. to 
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Hooey Bee.1 to 
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Liebig's Familiar Letters to 
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Ml neFiiBer-keeper''a Manual 1 ft' 
Miietou the Hol-se * Foot.. U) 
Milhuruon Cow .to 
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Neill'* Gard. Companion . 1 '0 
Norton s Element# of Agri- 
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i ifcot't'aSorgho and Implied wt 
'a nice on the Straw berry. W 
i'edder’g Land Measurer, . SO 
Her-oifs New Culture of the 
Vice. .--•••• 
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Quincy on Soiling Catue... 
Rabbit Fancier. E 
Randall's Sheep Husband 
ry ...___■ 
Kiehardsonon the Hor#e,.. 2 J 
Do, Pests of the Farm — 
Do. Domestic Fowl#. to 
Do. Du the H"g. " 
Do. on tbe Honey Bee... ■? 
Do. on the Dog. a 
Reemellnk Vine-dressers >| 
ShepherdVtiwn Book. 
Stray Leaves trom the Beox 
of Nature.. 
Stephens’ Book of the 1 ana 
i villa... 
Skillful Housewife.... y 
Skinner'S Elements of .U- 
rimilture.. - • -* 
Smith’s Landscape Gar- JJS 
Tbaer's^Principiesof AjJ - , . 
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Thoms#' Farm Implemen- i 
Thompson's Food of Am- 
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The KoMiCulturist.... -••• w 
Topiiain's Chemistry J'-vw 
Kiijtv -... 
Yturn?r'x Cotton I J l !ia - ?r 8 1 , 
Man mil. 
Warder's Hedges and Ever- 
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Waring# Element* ol Ag- 
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Week- on Bee#. ^5 
Wilson on Flax.-• , ,5 
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Y»oatton the Horse. - 5 
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Address n. ». T. MOOKK, Rochester. * 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
MATHEMATICAL PROBLEM. 
In a pasture, Old Dobbin was tied to a stake; 
Now the question is this-bow much rope did it take 
To permit the old horse, by grazing all round, 
To eat all,the grass off an acre of ground? 
Glendale, Ohio, 1861. J - M 
Answer in two weeks. 
MOORE'S RURAL KEIMORKEH, 
TUB L AUGUST ClftOKLATBh 
AGRICULTURAL, LITERARY AND FAIOLY \V RRLLi , 
IS PCBtlSHBD EVERY SATURDAY 
BY D. D. T. MOORE, ROCHESTER, N. Y. 
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ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &C„ IN No. 608. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma.— Minnie Mintwood, Al¬ 
fred University, Allegany Co., N. Y. 
Answer to Charade:—Pen-te-cost. 
Answer to Mathematical Problem3614585 of an inch in 
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