Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
THE SOLDIER’S MOTHER. 
RY SARAH 81.AKK. 
A sobbing wail comes sighing on the hush of evening 
air, 
Beside those draperies, white and still, a mother kneels in 
prayer;— 
The head is bowed, the heart is hushed,—and the lips are 
cold and white, 
Oh, Gon,—the wailing anguish of that mother's starless 
night. 
The out-stretched arms ask mutely for the strength the 
spirit craves, 
That Gon will save her noble boy from an unburied 
Southern grave. 
Ye temper the w inds to the tender lambs,—Oh, shield my 
darling one; 
Gon I Cool let my eyes look on him once ere my life on 
earth is done— 
Let me fold once more to my aching heart,—let me clasp 
his living hand, 
Gon guard him in those death dark hours, that blight our 
sunny land, 
’Neath the scorching glare of a Southern sun,—'mid its 
snnny hilhi and slopeg, 
A brave young soldier raised his arm for his country’s 
blighted hopes; 
Swords flashed in the brightening sunlight, and hearts and 
hopes ran high;— 
For firm white lips gave forth the word, to conquer or to 
die. 
The smoke and din of battle have passed with the evening 
shade, 
A nd many a mother's heart is draped with the havoc war 
has made; 
’Neath the ralm of a glittering moonlight where far- famed 
vines arc dressed, 
A brave young soldier’s brow grows white with the death- 
wound On his breast. 
• 
No more need those white lips moan their prayer in the 
holy hush of night; 
A soldier boy bus gone to dwell mid never ending light; 
Wo know a chair is vacant —and a mother’s soul is 
crushed, 
For a spirit brave and noble,—and a throbbing heart is 
hushed: 
But a holy brow bends o’er her, and a shadowy hand is 
given, 
And the bhaken faith is raised on high, for her love is 
placed in Heaven. 
Naples, Ontario Co., N. Y., 18C3. 
_ 
BUYING A WEDDING CAKE. 
“ Letters, sir, from de pos’ office !” 
“ Very well, Sambo, pul ’em down, and take 
yourself off. 
I had just finished my breakfast, and the tiny 
silver chochlatkre , with the bachelor service of 
transparent china, still stood on the damask- 
draped round table. It was a bright little room, 
with its white and gold paper, and high-heaped 
grate, in the grey light of this chill December 
morning, when the air was thick with noiseless 
falling snow-flakes; and this contrast between 
the bitter atmosphere without, and tropical 
warmth of my own special nook, gave me an ad¬ 
ditional consciousness of satisfaction, as I leaned 
back in my chair and proceeded to examine my 
correspondence. 
Lee Worcester wants to know if I can come 
there to tea this evening. Of course I can. His 
wife is a perfect little rose-bud, and one, beside, 
who don’t believe in cashiering all her husband’s 
bachelor friends. And then I rather like that 
brown-eyed sister-in-law of his. Yes, I’ll go, 
certainly. Hallo —here’s a letter from my 
brother in Glenfield ! I unfolded the document 
eagerly, scarcely able at first to credit the tidings 
it revealed. 
“ Well, here is a pretty state of things. Going 
to be married, claims my congratulations, says 
that Mary (who the dickens is Mary ?) is in great 
tribulation about the wedding cake; affair to 
come off on Wednesday, and no cake to be had 
for love or money ! Will I be the best fellow in 
the world, and send down one trom D’Artier’s ?” 
I glanced at the date of the letter. It had been 
delayed several days on the road, and there was 
not a minute to be lost. I rose mechanically, and 
put on my hat and cloak, giving more heedful 
I could endure this badgering no longer, but 
pounced upon a gigantic pyramid of sugar lilies, 
from which peeped up a tiny alabaster cupid. 
“1 will take this—what is the price ?” 
“ Fifteen dollars, sir 1” 
“1 laid down the money, and never experi¬ 
enced so delicious a sensation of relief as at the 
moment when I thrust the cupid, packed in a 
round wooden box under my arm, and rushed 
out of the ostublishmenL How gladly I deliv¬ 
ered it to the exppess agent, who tossed it on one 
side as if the transmission of wedding cakes was 
a matter of every day-occurrence. 
u now d^re do. Golde. When is it to come 
off?” 
“When is what to come off?” queried I, con¬ 
siderably puzzled at my friend Atherton’s ad¬ 
dress. 
“Your wedding, to be sure! Ah, you area 
sly dog, to keep us all in the dark so long!” 
“ Yon can’t, have been much more in the dark 
than 1 am this moment, Atherton. What on 
earth do you mean ?” 
But Atherton only wagged his head knowing¬ 
ly, and rushed off in pursuit of a stage, saying 
something of which I only caught the discon¬ 
nected fragments, “ my wife” and “ D’Artier’s.” 
“Hang that wedding cake !” was my internal 
ejaculation. 
As I pursued my speculative way a tiny gloved 
band was held out from a passing carriage. 
“ Ah. Mrs. Everleigb, excuse me for not seeing 
you before!” 
“ We all know that love is blind,” said the lady 
with a smile. “ Now I see why you haven’t been 
to see me in such an age. My niece was at 
D’Artler s this morning, and saw how particular 
you were in the selection of a certain article 1” 
Before I could explain this piece of circum¬ 
stantial evidence, there was a break in the lock of 
carriages which had caused the detention of my 
fair friend, and her equipage rolled away with 
a wave of the pretty hand, and the archest smiles. 
I stood looking after her with an odd sort of 
impression that 1 should wake up presently to 
find myself married to somebody, whether or no; 
indeed. I was not altogether certain whether Mrs. 
Golde was not waiting for me at home. 
How brilliantly the firelight and gaslight illu¬ 
minated that cozy little room at Lee Worcester’s, 
with pink-tinted walls, and crimsoned carpet, 
sprinkled with small white buds. The piano 
was open, strewn with sheets of music, just as it 
had been left., its pearl keys glimmering softly in 
the subdued radiance of one jet of light that 
glowed through the frosted shade above. The 
tea-table was all set 1 had often dreamed of a 
home of my own that should be something like 
Lee Worcester’s in its snug evening comfort, and 
somehow that tea-table always formed part of 
the phantasm. There was something so bright 
and cheerful in the snowy damask, and the 
sparkling glass and glittering china. Old bach¬ 
elor aa I was, the golden blocks of cake and tiny 
white muffins, breaking into crisp flakes that 
melted in one’s mouth, and amber jellies, quiver¬ 
ing like gigantic jewels through their crystal 
prison walls, produced a wonderfully agreeable 
effect in my epicurean sight. And 1 could 
imagine no prettier vision to crown it all than 
Mary Worcester in her crimson merino dress, 
edged round the throat with delicate lace, 
presiding at the silver tea urn. Except, perhaps 
—but that is neither here nor there! 
I was a little disappointed on entering, not to 
see Lee’s sister-in-law, a trim little beauty, with 
brown rippling hair and velvety eyes, some¬ 
where between hazel and black, but I did not 
like to ask any questions, and consequently 
remained in ignorance, until Mary casually re¬ 
marked: ' 
“Nettieis very low spirited this evening, per¬ 
haps she will come down stairs by and by.” 
How I longed to ask what the matter was. 
Perhaps she had received ill news, perhaps she 
wa9 not well. I would have given my two ears 
to know, but I didn't dare to inquire. 
“ So you’re going to be married, eh, Tracy, my 
boy,” said Lee as we sat in front of the bright 
fire. “ Well you can’t do better. A bachelor at 
best, is a mere fraction of society.” 
I started up. annoyed beyond all endurance. 
“For mercy's sake, dear Lee, do tell me where 
gaze at the various directions about icing, weight you picked up that ridiculous report? 
and decorations which accompanied Tom s close- “ Ridiculous report ! that’s pretty 
ly written epistle, before I sallied forth boldly to my honor,” exclaimed Worcester, 
the street, on my novel errand. ‘‘Now, Mr. Golde,” said Mary, laugh 
It was just about one o clock, the snow had deny the soft impeachment. I am 
ceased filling, and the sun shone brilliantly, would enjoy a quiet borne of your > 
D Artier s was lull, of course: there was at least than that noisy hotel. There is no cha 
a dozen ladies that 1 knew sitting at the tiny a sad heart like domestic bliss.” 
marble tables. I tried to assume tin air of easy There was a radiant softness in hen 
impudence, as if 1 bad only eorae in for a pound eye 9 as she spoke, that penetrated m 
ot chocolate almonds, but it was of no use; I sudden conviction that 1 had been e: 
could not disguise the latent sheepishness of my foolish to remain single all these yean 
aspect as I sauntered up to the counter. “ Do confess,” she added gaily. 
‘ How can I serve you. sir ’ inquired the trim But I have nothing on earth to co: 
damsel who presided over the saccharine treae- "Nonsense,'' said Marv boldine ui 
I muttered something under my mustache, 
feeling a hot blush sufl’use my countenance. Why 
would not the inquisitive womenkind attend to 
their ice-creams ? 
“ Cake, sir ?” “ Certainly.” “ For a party, sir ? 
Pound-cake, lemon and almond—” 
“No, no,” I bawled out; “I want a wedding 
cake.” 
“ Oh, I beg your pardon, sir;” tittered the atro¬ 
cious shopwoman. Was it reality; or did I only 
fancy that the titter was echoed among the bon¬ 
nets and furs beyond ? However that might 
have been, the mere apprehension was enough 
to throw me into a cold perspiration. 
The next moment, however, the counter was 
heaped with various temples of glistening white 
sugar, some wreathed with make-believe roses, 
some snrmounted with candy eupids, others with 
pure white masses of icing. 1 surveyed them in 
a state of hopeless bewilderment 
“ Perhaps, sir, it would be better if the lady 
could come with you to select,” hazarded my en¬ 
emy behind the counter. I 
“ Ridiculous report! that’s pretty cool, upon 
my honor,” exclaimed Worcester. 
“Now, Mr. Golde,” said Mary, laughing, “don’t 
deny the soft impeachment. I am sure you 
would enjoy a quiet home of your own better 
than that noisy hotel. There is no charm against 
a sad heart like domestic bliss.” 
There was a radiant softness in her own tender 
eyes as she spoke, that penetrated me with the 
sudden conviction that 1 had been exceedingly 
foolish to remain single all these years. 
“Do confess,” she added gaily. 
But I have nothing on earth to confess.” 
“ Nonsense,' said Mary holding up a pretty, 
warning finger. “What were you buying this 
very morning at D’Artier’s ?” 
1 turned scarlet; here was that everlasting 
wedding cake again! 
Fortunately my inquisition was terminated for 
a moment by the entrance of Lee’s sister-in-law, 
looking lovelier than I had ever seen her before, 
a little pale, perhaps, however, and her sickly 
eye-lashes heavy with what I could almost have 
fancied the traces of recent tears, were it not that 
she seemed in extravagant gay spirits. The 
soft flushes of color came and went like pink 
shadows across her cheeks, and her coral lips 
were dimpled with the brightest of smiles, yet 
all the time I could not divest myself of the old 
impression that she was ready to melt into an 
April shower of tears at any moment. 
She lightly tendered me her congratulations 
upon the approaching “happy event,” holding 
out a small snowy hand, loaded with sparkling 
rings, as she. did so. 
“ You speak in riddles, Miss Nettie.” 
“ Don’t pretend that you have not the key to 
them,” she said, a little tremulously. 
t “ I cannot comprehend what you mean,” an- 
. swered I, sturdily. 
She said no more, but sat quietly down, and 
shaded her eyes with her hand, as though the fire 
dazzled them. Mrs. Worcester, however, still 
- pursued the obnoxious topic. 
> “Then how do you explain the wedding cake 
i at D’A-rtier’s?” 
| “ Is that the only testimony upon which I am 
- tried and convicted of a willfbl intention of mat- 
» rimony?" 
j “ That is all; we are ready to hear your de¬ 
fense.” 
• “Well, that unlucky mass of white sugar and 
dyspepsia was for my brother’s wedding ceremo- 
- nies, a hundred miles away. I assure you it had 
. not the least connection with my matrimonial 
fortunes.” 
Nettie looked up with a rare brilliance under 
her long lasbeB, and an almost involuntary smile 
wreathing her lips. I took heart of hope and 
w’ent bravely on, cheered by a sudden inspiration. 
“But 1 will purchase a bride-cake twice as 
large, for my own wedding, if Nettie will con- 
! sent to be the bride!” 
There — I had done it, and in less than five 
minutes was an accepted loTer, looking boldly 
into the wondrous liquid depths of those brown, 
beautiful eyes. A new sensation, very. 
“And now, Tracy,” said Mary mischievously, 
“I’ll tell you a secret; the reason Nettie cried 
half the afternoon, and became so low-spirited 
this evening, was that-” 
“Mary!” remonstrated Nettie, with cheeks 
ablaze. 
“ That she heard yon were buying a wedding 
cake!” pursued Mary, putting away the white 
lingers with which Nettie vainly strove to fetter 
her tell-tale lips, 
' “ I'll ol der another to-morrow,” said I, medita¬ 
tively. “Ah, 1 shouldn’t have repined bo much 
at Tom’s commission bad 1 known what a sweet 
little wile it would bring me!” 
“Don’t Tracy,” said Nettie, hiding her face 
on rny shoulder. 
And then Tom wrote to know why on earth I 
didn't come to his hyim-nial ceremonies. J wrote 
back that 1 was obliged to stay to attend a wed¬ 
ding of my own! 
And such a wedding cake as graced the center 
of our banqueting board! It’s no use trying to 
describe its frosted splendors, but if any of my 
readers seriously contemplate getting married, 
I’ll send them the recipe. 
A RURAL SCENE, 
Wk had a royal progress from Boston to 
Fontdale. Summer lay on the shining lulls and 
scattered benedictions. Plenty smiled up from a 
thousand fertile fields. Patient oxen with their 
soft, deep eyes, trod heavily over mines of great¬ 
er than Indian wealth. Kindly cows stood in 
the grateful shade of cathedra! elms, and give 
thanks to God, in their dumb, fumbling way. 
Motherly, sleepy, stupid sheep lay on the plains, 
little lambs rollicked out tber short-lived youth 
around them, and no premonition floated over 
from the adjoining pea patch, nor any misgiving 
of approaching mutton marred their happy bey- 
dey. Straight through the piny forests, straight 
past the vocal orchards, right in amongtbe robins, 
and jays, and the startled thrushes we dashed 
inexorable, and made harsh dissonance in the 
wildwood orchestra; but not for that was the 
music hushed, nor did one color fade. Brooks 
leaped in headlong chase down the furrowed 
sides of gray old rock?, and glided whispering 
beneath the sorrowfui willows. Old trees renew¬ 
ed their youth in the slight tenacious grasp of 
many a tremulous tendril, and leaping lightly 
above their topmost heights, vine laughed to 
vine, swaying dreamily in the summer air; and 
cot a vine nor brook, nor hill nor forest, but 
sent up a sweet smelling incense to its Maker. 
Not an ox, or cow, or bird living its own dim life 
but lent its charm of unconscious grace to the 
great picture that unfolded itself, mile after mile, 
in every fresher loveliness to every unsated eye. 
Well might the morning stars sing together, and 
all the sons of God shout for joy, when first this 
grand and perfect world swung free from its 
moorings, flung out its spotless banner, and sail¬ 
ed majestically down the thronging skies. Yet, 
but though God spoke once for the world to live, 
the miracle of creation is still incomplete. New 
every spring time, fresh every summer, the earth 
comes forth a* a bride adorned for her husband. 
Not only in the gray dawn of our history, but 
now in the full brightness of its noonday, may 
we hear the voice of the Lord walking in the 
garden. J look out on the grey degraded fields 
left naked of the kindly snow, and inwardly ask; 
can these dry boneR live again? And while the 
question is yet trembling on my Kps. lo! a Spirit 
breathes upon the earth, and beauty thrills into 
bloom. Who shall lack faith in man's redemption 
when every year on earth is redeemed by unseen 
hand9, and death is lost in resurrection?— Gail 
Hamilton. 
A Soldier’s Blanket. — When the gallant 
Sir Ralph Abercrombie was mortally wounded 
in the battle of Aboukir, he was carried on a lit¬ 
ter on board the Foudroyant. To ease his pain 
a soldier’s blanket was placed under his head, 
from which he experienced great relief He 
asked what it was. “It is only a soldier’s blan¬ 
ket ” was the answer. “ IFaose blanket is it?” , 
Wit ami Wmm. 
r* o f . 
And there Uiev nat, it popping corn, 
John Stiles and Susan Cutter; 
John Stiles as fat as any ox, 
And Susan fat as butter I 
And there they sat and shelled the com, 
And raked and stirred the fire, 
And talked of different kinds of ears, 
And hitched their chairs up nigber. 
Then Suaau she the popper shook. 
And John he shook the popper— 
Till both their face* grew as red 
As saucepans made of copper. 
And then they shelled and popped and ate, 
All kinds Of fun a poking— 
While he haw-haiv’d at her remarks, 
And she laughed at his joking. 
And still they popped, and still they ate, 
John’s month was like a hopper— 
And stirred the fire and sprinkled salt, 
And shook and shook the popper. 
The clock struck nine—the clock struck ten, 
And still the com kept poping— 
It struck eleven, and then struck twelve 1 
And still no signs of stopping 1 
And John lie ate. and Sue she thought, 
The com did pop and patter— 
Till John cried out, “ The tom’s a fire ! 
Why, Susan, what's the matter 1” 
Says she, “John Stiles, it’s one o’clock— 
You'll die of indigestion! 
I’m sick of all this popping com ! 
"vVhy don’t you pop the question ?” 
LITTLE JOKERS. 
An honest man’s the noblest work of God— 
but the edition Ib small, suggests the N. 0. 
Picayune. 
Mrs. Partington says she don't wonder at it, 
that there is so much BtealiDg in Congress, when 
they always lay their bills right on the-table. 
“Katt, have you laid the table-cloth and 
plates yet?” “An’ sure I her, mem — every¬ 
thing but the eggs, an’ isn’t that Biddy’s work, 
Burely?” 
There is a family in Vermont so lazy that it 
takes two of them to chop off a stick of wood. 
Slab chops while Jim grunts, and then for a 
change, Jim grunts and Siah chops. 
Albert Gunn was recently discharged lor 
false entries in the quartermaster's department 
at Washington. His dismissal reads thus:—“ A. 
Gunn discharged for making a false report” 
(Stmt for tftr 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
1 am composed of 2? letters. 
My 1, 6, 0, 4, 3 is a lake in North America. 
,My 7, 11, 6, 17, IV, 23, 3 is a town Somersetehire, 
My 10,11, 1C, 2,14 is a group of islands in the Atlantic. 
My 27, 23, 22, 20 it a city in Italy. 
My 1C, 13, 23, 17, 26 is a river in France. 
My 8, 16, la, 27 21 is a man's name. 
My 0, 14. 16, 6 is a port of time. 
My 22,11, 3 is one of the noblest works of creation. 
My 12, 14, 13, 20, IS, 16, 17 is a town in Persia. 
My IS, 16, 3 wan one of the twelve tribes of Israel. 
My Hi, 17, 3,11 is a girl's name. 
My 20, 14, II, 27, 7 is the seat of life. 
My 24, 27, 6, 12, 20 is what all should speak. 
My whole may be fonnd in Scripture. 
DrummomivUle, C. W , 1863. Rebecca A. Btggar. 
tST Answer in two weeks. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
DECAPITATIONS. 
Behead something necessary to man’s happiness, uud 
leave a sign. 
Behead a hostler, and leave a part of a horse. 
Behead a kind of food eaten by the Israelites, and leave 
n girl's name. 
Behead w hat used to be found in every house, and leave 
the planet on which we live. 
Behead that which is smallest, and leave a point of the 
compass. 
Behead a title of woman, and leave a man’s name 
Behead a domestic animal, and leave a giant king men 
tinned In the Bible. L. 8. Btanporb. 
Martin, Mich., 1863. 
tsr Answer in two weeks. 
- 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
AN ANAGRAM. 
Nkwh eht gyran charm dinws obiw, 
Dan nrisa Dceesdd, nad hfeessrt wlof 
Ni nottrre dna Lrli ofnir notmnani dan lihl, 
Nda bet soodprenu ewlehs fo bet knusne lmil 
Og onudr dna dunor lnvti a Isuenl ndosu, 
Gblrmuin bimmlugn lhaf dnure ugondr, 
Rheslyoa bte ratlalfcw gnhstie lal ayd, 
Dna litc traswe rea keesdrat thwi amir adn Iyoa, 
Bercous umpire alckb singhere nad yger. 
Bedford, Ohio, 1863. J. F. Taylor. 
Answer in two weeks. 
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JpOR NURSERYMEN AND TREE AGENTS. 
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MOOBE’S BUBAL KEW-Y0BKEB, 
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Agricultural, Literary and Family Newspaper, 
is rcBusmcp xtbry Saturday by 
D. I>. T. MOORE, ROCHESTER, N, V. 
Office, Union BnMms, Opposite tbe Coart House, W&io St, 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
ARITHMETICAL QUESTION. 
Weat two of the digits which if you multiply one of 
them by two. and add five to the product, and multiply 
be asked, half lifting himself Up. “ (July one Of that sum by fire and add to the product i!<other digit, 
the men's.” “ I wish to know the name of the the sum will be 62. s. Holmivu. 
man whose blanket this is,” insisted the dying Jordan, Niagara Co., N Y , 1863. 
commander. “It is Duncan Roy’s, of tke42d, gy Answer tn two weeks. 
Sir Ralph,” answered his attendant. “ Then see _^_ 
that Duncan Roy gets his blanket this very ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c., IN No. 696. 
night,” said the brave man. not forgetting, even - 
in his last agonies, the we! are uud comfort of Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma:—“ Ail men are cre- 
another, however humble. ated equal.” 
Men and woman never straggle so hard as 
when they straggle alone, without witness, coun¬ 
sellor or confident, unadvised and unpitied. 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c., IN No. 696. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma:—“All men are cre¬ 
ated equal.” 
Answer to Geographical Decapitations:—Osage, Thorn, 
Sandy, Clark, Cape, Chat, Dale, Ha. 
A ns wer to Riddle:— " N othing. ’ ’ 
Answer to Arithmetical Question:—575a inches. 
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