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MOORE’S RURAL 
27. 
JUNE. 
BT LYDIA A. CALDWELL. 
Jcxe to-day has been unbinding 
All the beauty of her hair; 
The pure fragrance of her tresses 
Floats through all the golden air, 
A nd the greenness of her garment 
Lies about us everywhere. 
There is'folded down an odor 
In each bud the sun unlocks; 
There is laid a rosy garland 
On the.brown and rugged rocks; 
All along the brook’* meander 
Gleams the purple of the phlox. 
One would guess (hat late last evening 
While the sky hung calm and blue, 
An uulooked for wind had shaken 
Ail the stars in clusters through, 
And liad bathed the sleeping meadows 
In a shower of golden dew. 
For Che buttercups are flashing 
All about you as you pass; 
Far adowu the vale the cowslips 
Are oue lush aud golden mass, 
And the dandelion blossoms 
Shine like gems among the grass. 
Where the birds, like painted shadows, 
'Neath the branches come and go; 
Where the brooks, with silver music, 
Through the vale melodious llow; 
! Noatl< tlic*elm-tree’s swinging branches 
Bloom the lillics like the snow. 
Here I've sat for full an hour, 
Oaring round me like a child, 
Where the brook and river mingle 
With a rapt ure strange and wild— 
Whore, about the cottage windows 
High the lilac bloom is piled. 
Aud u sadness, like the dimness 
Coming o'er a twiligt sky, 
Stools upon me. t remember 
That the beauty which doth lie 
Like a golden dream about me. 
Like a dream will soon pass by. 
But a spirit falls upon me, 
F.'cn as erst the passing seer 
Cast the glory of his mantle 
O'er his brother’s grief and fear, 
ABd a voice is speaking to me 
Which my eonl alone may hear. 
And I ait as 1 were dreaming, 
Till the soft melodious tuuo 
Of the waters to a murmur 
Low aud liquid, seems to swoon; 
In the spirit of thy beauty 
Is my soul baptised, O June! 
®ftie J'tflj 
meut, perhaps unconscious how closely he 
pressed it, and then vanished through the crim¬ 
son-sprinkled branches of the cherry trees. As 
he walked along, w histling softly to himself, he 
thought of Clara in her strange, transcendent 
beauty—of her melting, liquid eyes, aud her 
mouth, like Cupid’s bow, carved in scarlet coral. 
her being. Captain Verner stood completely 
confounded. Had he known her all these 
months and yet remained ignorant of the pas¬ 
sionate depth and emotion of her character? She 
was there before him no longer the fair, passion¬ 
less statue, but a lovely woman, made lovelier 
still by tears! The citadel of his heart—under¬ 
wit was generous in her to give that money,” mined long ago, unconsciously to himself—sur- 
he thought ‘‘But I can’t understand—hang it! rendered at this last attack. And who could 
it’s no business of mine, J suppose—but why blame him? 
couldn’t Miss Mildred have expressed hersym- “Don’t, Mildred!” he said, caressingly. l, My 
pathy in words, at least. It suinoys me a little; dearest girl, if you knew bow it grieved me to see 
and yet I don’t, for the life of me, see why it you weep —" 
should.” “ Pardon me,” she faltered; “ I am ashamed of 
“You sent that set of onyx to my mother?” he being so foolish, but it was all I had to give!” 
asked, an hour or so later, as he entered the “Mildred,” he whispered, opening the violet- 
TO Mil Mnmm. 
English Grammar. — The Comic Grammar 
says: 
Pray remember, that box in the plural makes boxes, 
The plural of ox should be oxen, not oxes. 
To which may be said: 
And remember, though fleece in the plural is fleeces, 
That the plural of goose aren’t gooses nor geeses. 
To which may again be said: 
And remember, though house in the plural is houses, 
The plural of mouse should be mice and not mouses. 
'Ahuertiaemcnts. 
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El KS. Mu., black, or gray. LIPS, rale or red, prirj o- 
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HAIR light, dark, coarse or fine straight or curlv 
CHEEKS, thin, flump, rale or colored TEETH, nwnV... 
skin, rough ot smooth. Illustrated with Engravings' 
Tin- walk, talk, lau , and voire. «i . .»to character 
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till snow how Wr shall treat of ETR.VOr.ooT, or the Ha- 
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stylish little jewelry store in the main street of velvet casket. “ I have brought back the ring; 
the town. “Yes? Then it’s all right, and I will you accept it again? ” 
may as well settle the bill.” She looked at him with startled eyes and glow- 
lie tossed a fifty-dnllar Treasury Note on the ing cheeks, as if some deep meaning lay hidden 
counter as he spoke. io hie words. 
“1 hardly like to part with that money," he “Let me place it on your linger, love. Wear 
laughed. “ The fact is, I’ve kept it about me so it as an engagement ring." lie went on“ Oh! 
long that it seems almost like a lucky peuny. Mildred, I never knew till now how dear you 
However, there it goes—hand over your receipt” were to me! Will you tniBt your future to me? 
He dashed the bit of paper into his pocket- will you be my cherished, treasured wife?” 
book with the quickness that characterized all What Mildred’s answer was is not at all to 
his motions, and walked out again whistling the the purpose —only Mrs. Grundy thinks it very 
low refrain that made a sort of company for his strange “that Miss Moore should wear a pearl 
solitude. engagement ring when diamonds are all the 
It was nearly midnight, the air dewy and sul- fashion!’’—Harper’s Weekly. 
try, and the stars blazing in the violet concave of -- 
heaven, yet Captain Verner still sat in his bal- THE UNKNOWN PAINTEE 
cony, idly looking out upon the summer night, _ 
with the faint fragrance of his cigar wreathed Murillo, the celebrated artist of Seville, often 
“Mildred, he whispered, opening the violet- Rkal PoLlTENE8S.-About a year ago. when f£f t eaaare * s N 0 F 3 teffi LT Ne^-Vork 
velvet casket. “I have brought back the ring: the upper part of the Aster Bora was on fire, —- - 1 - : - 
will you accept it again? ” one of the servant girls was directed to awaken 1863. IMPROVED 1863. 
She looked at him withsmrtled eyes and glow- two gentlemen, who were asleep in an up stairs’ LEVER & RAILWAY HORSE-POWEB'l 
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iu me words. greatest simplicity said, “I beg pardon gentle- , a 
“Let me place it on your finger, love. Wear men. for disturbing you, but the house is on fire.” jL * ira8iiers 80(1 Separators, Glover Hullers, 
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iDg r heeks, as if some deep meaning lay hidden room. She knocked at the door, and with the 
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greatest simplicity said, “I beg pardon gentle¬ 
men. for disturbing you, but the house is on fire.” 
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for the roughs—Sand paper. Paper containing 
many fine points—The paper of needles. Ruled 
paper — The French press. Paper illustrated 
with cuts—Editorial exchanges. Drawing paper 
—The dentist's bill. A taking paper—Sheriff’s 
warrant 
Careful Wife —Don’t, Charles, go to Boston 
with that hole in the elbow of your shirt Hus¬ 
band—Why not, my dear ? Careful wife—Be- 
about him. Was he thinking of Miss Clara found upon the canvas of someone of bis pupils cause if the cars should run off the track and 
Deltoid, or— sketches or specimens of drawing imperfect and you should be killed, people would think me a 
•Half past eleven—high time 1 was asleep,” unfinished, but bearing the rich impress of genius, very negligent wife. Husband, buttoning up his 
soliloquized the Captain, at length, giving his They were executed during the night, and he overcoat—ahem 1 yes, i dare say they would. 
cigar a toss into the quiet street below, and enter? was utterly unable to conjecture the author. -•- 
ing the room v. here a shaded lamp cast a circle One morning the pupils bad arrived at the studio Tn k Roman oratorCicero was one day sneered 
ol subdued light on heaps of disordered papers, before him, and were grouped before an easel, at by ono of his opponents, a mean man of noble 
“Hallo —what's this?” he said, half aloud, utteringexclamationsoidelighted surprise, when lineage, on account of his low parentage. “You 
taking up a tiny note that lay lightly on the top. Murillo entered. His astonishment was quite the first of your line,” said the railer; “and 
MILDRED’S SACRIFICE. 
The vases of heliotrope in Miss Delford's 
dainty little parlor were distilling their sweetest 
fragrance in the delicious e-ening breeze that 
tossed the muslin curtains to and fro through the 
wide opened windows, and the cherry boughs 
overshadowing the piazza eaves were hung with 
sparkling jewel-sprays of crimson fruit. July 
was purpling all the horizon with amethyst 
light; July brooded over the hills with tender 
warmth; and Clara Delford. in her dark, rich 
beauty, seemed like a typic blossom of the 
brightest month in all the year. 
Did Captain Vernernotice t he changing color in 
her olive cheek; the blaze that glowed beneath her 
jetty eyelashes, in strange, seductive brilliance? 
Did he observe how artistically she had posed 
herself on the tiny footstool close beside Mildred 
Moore’s shadowy white draperies, and pure, col¬ 
orless features? Clara Deltoid understood con¬ 
trast and harmony,—Captain Verner did not ; he 
only know that the two girls were like rose and 
lily-fervid sunshine, aud pale, white starlight! 
I Delford, or — 
“ Half past eleven—high time 1 was asleep,” 
soliloquized the Captain, at length, giving his 
cigar a toss into the quiet street below, and enter, 
ing the room where a shaded lamp cast a circle 
of subdued light on heaps of disordered papers. 
“Hallo —what's this?” he Baid, half aloud, 
taking up a tiny uote that lay lightly on the top. 
“ This la a new arrival in my chaos of documents, 
or I'm mistaken.” 
The direction, “Captain Venter,” was in a 
strange handwriting—nor did the contents afford 
any clew. Nothing appeared further than a fifty 
dollar note wrapped in a bit of paper on which 
was penciled these words: — “For the soldiers!” 
“Clara Delford again!” was Veroer’s first ex¬ 
clamation. “ What a splendid creature that is!” 
The next glance, however, discovered new 
ground of conjecture and perplexity—he held 
the note in the full glare of the lamp, turning it 
eagerly from side to side. 
“I thought I couldn’t be mistaken,” he mut¬ 
tered ; “ it is the very note T paid at Atkinson’s 
to-night—here are my initials, “E. V.,” in the 
corner. Now, how on earth —” 
He paused, apparently in deep thought. 
“Very provoking that I can’t find out to¬ 
night.” he murmured; ' but I’ll go to Atkinson’s 
the first, thing in the morning!” 
The early dew was yet weighing down the 
half-blown roses in the simple town garden. 
equal to their own on finding an unfinished head 
of the virgin, of exqusite outline, with many 
touches of surpassing beauty. He appealed first 
to one and then another of the young gentlemen 
to see if they could lay claim to the choice but 
mysterious production, but they returned a sor¬ 
rowful negative. “ lie who has left this tracery 
will one day be master of us all. Sebastian!” 
said he—a youthful slave stood trembling before 
him—“who occupies this studio at night ?” 
“ No one but myself, senor.” 
“ Well, take your station here to-night, and if 
you do not inform of the mysterious visitant to 
this room, thirty lashes shall be your reward on 
the morrow.” 
He bowed in quiet Submission and retired. 
That night he threw his mattress before the easel 
and slept soundly till the clock struck three. He 
then sprang from his conch, and exclaimed, 
“ Three hours arc Use rest are uiy mus¬ 
ters !” He then seized a pallet, and took his seat 
at the frame, to erase the work of the preceding 
night. With brush in hand to make the oblivi- 
you,” rejoined Cicero, “are the last gI' yours.” 
i - — ■ - 
Three things as good as their betters:—Dirty 
water to quench a fire, an ugly wife to a blind 
man, and a wooden sword to a coward.— Welsh 
Proverh. 
-—---♦ -- 
Dean Swift’s charity sermon: Text—Whoso 
givelh to the poor lendeth to the Lord. Sermon 
—If you like the security, down with your dust. 
im fjotmg, 
when Captain Verner entered the jewelry store 0UBstr0 * £e i 110 paused: “ O those eyes,” said he, 
where he had purchased the set of onyx for his “They pierce me through! that blood will run 
mother. 
“What can I do for you this morning. Gap- 
tain?” inquired the brisk little jeweler, as he 
came forward, nibbing his smooth, white hands. 
“ A great deal, Mr. Atkinson; you can tell me 
to whom you paid out this Treasury Note, last 
night!” , 
He laid the mysterious “greenback” on the 
glass counter; Atkinson took it up and scrutin¬ 
ized k closely, then referred to his books. 
“Certainly I can,” he said; “J purchased a 
very beautiful pearl ring from u lady yesterday 
evening, and paid for it with that very identical 
bill.” 
A pearl ring!—the simple words seemed to 
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11 I could only ilo gometAiuig for those poor, throw him off the scent again. The jeweler 
rf(f»rinry fcnlfHfirc ** eVi/i onU I.-,... ji . .. _ _•» .1 -» i.» 1 , . ^ 
suffering soldiers,” she said, breaking the mo¬ 
mentary silence, as if in continuation of the 
previous conversation. “ Would it not be possi¬ 
ble for me to devote a portion of my small means 
to their comfort? ” 
Captain Verner smiled; for the heiress to 
speak of her “small means” seemed, even to 
him, like an unnecessary bit of ostentation. 
“Certainly,” he said; “and 1 can assure you 
the money could not be spent to a better 
purpose.” 
“ Will you object to acting as my treasurer?” 
smiled Clara, with pretty, appealing softness in 
her eyes. 
“ Not at all: there are, in my own regiment, 
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unlocked his show-case, and took out a small 
violet-velvet case, lined with white silk, in which 
glimmered a pearl of surpassing beauty, set in a 
plain gold circlet. 
“ There it is,' he said. “ Ten years ago I sent 
to New York for that very ring, ordered by Dr. 
Moore as a birthday gift for his little daughter, 
then just twelve years old.” 
“Dr. Moore!” repeated Verner. 
“Yes. Times we sadly changed now, yet I 
did not suppose that Miss Mildred would ever 
have been induced to part with that favorite 
jewel—the only relic, I may venture to say, she 
has ever retained of wealthier days.” 
Captain Verner looked down at the ring 
man} ease,, of hardship, even destitution, which through a strange, unwonted mist. How diffor- 
1 mou i give me great pleasure to relieve, ent was this silent sacrifice of sweet memories 
Thank you -as she opened the tiniest of and old associations to Clara Delford's ostenta- 
suken purses and placed a bank note in his tious gift from her overflowing coffers! “Silver 
hand with blushing confusion — “1 know from and gold have I none: but such as I have give I 
experience how much good twenty dollars thee.” The words came to him like a revelation 
Cai ' . . of Mildred Moore’s nature, 
A1 this time Mildred Moore had sat silent in Only nine o’clock, but not too early for Mildred 
the shadow of the cherry boughs: now she rose Moore to be watering her sweet peas and gerani- 
and quietly withdrew. Captain Verner’s eyes urns in the cottage garden. Nay, so busy was 
tollowed her slight, willowy figure with involun- she with a tiny pink blossom which had broken 
taiy a uac ion. fx-om its fastening, that she never heard approach- 
„ . ”-“ lllte rpre( poor, ,l0 “ r Mildred’s ing footsie,,s until Captain Yemer's shadow Ml 
alienee, lisped Clara, ns the door closed; “of across the flower border. Then she started tin. 
conn® she ts interested .« your hospital rctninis. wilb altotta ut „ tl „ SR „ r , 
cences; lint 1 don t think she cares very much f aW n, and carmine burning in iter tistully color- 
about the poor soIdiers-Mtlly’s nature is not less cheeks 
sympalhotic and- ■ “Captain Verner!" 
••And.’ added the straight-forward soldier, «D 0 not be startled, Miss Mildred,” bo said, 
“her means arc very limited She gives music with gentle,re-assuring accents. -I have only 
lessons, or somethtng. don’ she!” called to tb.nt you for your kind donation to 
He bad risen, and stood there, tall and hand- tho rick soldiers ” 
some, in the golden July moonlight, Clara's She clasped her hands over her flushed face, 
beau-uleal <rf a man. like a child detected in some fault. 
Good-night, Miss Claia. I must stop at liar- “1 beg your pardon; I did not think—I never 
wood Grange for five minutes to tell them about intended — ‘ 
their two boys who fell at Fredericksburg, and “Nay.” he interrupted, earnestly, “I have 
I vc two or three little errands to attend to in the learned the history of the ring. Your sacrifice is 
town. \V e soldiers, yon know, are scarcely at not unappreciated, and_” 
, v . . He stopped, lor she had burst into convulsive 
He e d the little jeweled hand in his a mo-! sobs and tears, it was eni-treW n nom r,w.« 
, “They pierce me through ! that blood will run 
from those purple veins; J cannot, 0,1 cannot 
. erase it! rather let me finish it.” 
, He went to work; and soon the slave, the 
darkened brow, the child of toil and suffering, 
are merged in a youthful spirit, rising from the 
impetus of his own deathless energies into a 
sphere of liberty and bright beauty. 
“A little coloring here, a touch there, a soft 
shade here:” and thus three hours rolled unheed¬ 
ed by. “0 Ihose beaming eyes! those lips, 
they will speak and bless me ! my beautiful! O! 
my beautiful!—a slight noise caused him to look 
up. Murillo with his pupils stood around: the 
sunshine was peering.brightly through the case¬ 
ment, while yet the unexAnguished taper burned. 
Again he was a slave, and the spirit’s folded wing 
scarce seemed to flutter. His eyes fell beneath 
their eager gaze. 
“ Who is your master, Sebastian ?” 
“ You, senor.” 
“ Your drawing-master, I mean ?” 
“ You, senor.” 
“ I have never given you lessons.” 
•* No; but you gave them to these young gen¬ 
tlemen, and I heard them.” 
“ Yes, you have done better—you have profited 
by them. Does this boy deserve punishment or 
reward, my dear pupils ?” 
“ Reward, senor,” was the quick response. 
“What shall it be ?” 
One suggested a suit of clothes, another a sum 
of money: but no chord was touched in the cap¬ 
tive's bosom. Another said, 
*• The master feels kindly to-day; ask your 
freedom, Sebastian.” 
He Bunk on his knees, and a groan of anguish 
burst from him: he lifted his burning eyes to his 
master’s face, “ the freedom of my father!” 
The death-chill bad passed from his heart, and 
he h'ealhed. Murillo folded him to liis bosom. 
“ Your pencil shows that you have latent, your 
request that you have a heart; you are no longer 
my slave, but my son ! Happy Murillo! I have 
not painted, but made a painter!” 
There are still to be seen in classic Italy 
many beautiful specimens from the pencils of 
Murillo and Sebastian. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 37 letters. 
My 23, 10, 8, 12, 6 is a river in Persia. 
M y 3), 17, I, 10, ae is a town in Italy. 
My t, 82,14, 21, 25, 32, 22, 16, 9 is a lake in the United 
States. 
My 17, 35, 9, 23, 26, 1, 14 is an Island in the Arabian Sea. 
My 13, 6, 37, 28, 21, 20, 23 is an Island in the Pacific 
Ocean. 
My 19, 27, 9, 26, 23, 14, 4, 30, 5 is a city in Illinois. 
My 23, 35, 20, 36, 17, 11, 24, S, 15 is a city in Maryland. 
Sly 1,13, 16, 28, 36, 3, 22, 29 is one of the West Indies. 
My 11, 25, 30, 14, 2, 28 is a city in Arkansas. 
My 18, 4, 31, 29, 21, 9, 18, 34, 36, 32, 22 is a river in South 
America. 
My 23, 33, o7, 20, 24,10, 17, 9, 7, 14, 2, 17, 4 is a city in 
Mexico. 
My whole were the last words of a distinguished Grecian 
General. Julia A. Kimball. 
Wilson. Niagara Co., N. Y., 1863, 
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For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 13 letters. 
My 1, 4, 2 is a part of every plant. 
My 2, 8, 4, 6 is sometimes used as fuel. 
My 3, 10, 10 is to mistake. 
My 4, 2, 8 is an animal. 
My 5, 11, 12 Is a small dwelling. 
My 8, 3, 4 is » beverage. 
My 7, 11, 10, 12 is to injure. 
My 8, 13 is an exclamation. 
My 9, 3, 8, 6 is a kind of tree. 
My 10, 11, C, 7 is a girl’s name. 
My 11 is a vowel. 
My 12, 4, 2 is to strike a gentle blow. 
My 13, 4, 10, 6 is a beautiful wild animal. 
My whole is a maxim. j, jj. c. 
Glendale, 1863. 
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What is the exact time after two o'clock when the hour 
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Gainesville, N. Y., 1863. 
1ST Answer in two weeks. 
She clasped her hands over her flushed face, reform offered, and rightly persevered in—is ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c., IN No, 700, 
like a child detected In some fault. 
“1 beg your pardon; I did not think—I never 
intended —" 
“2S\v.' he interrupted, earnestly, “I have 
learned tho history of the ring. Your sacrifice is 
not unappreciated, and —” 
He stopped, for she had burst into convulsive 
sobs and tears. It was entirely a new phase of regularities of the liver, 
I casting a shield of safety over the property, life, 
peace, and every true interest ofthe community; 
so that it may be said of ibis, as of every dutv of 
man:—“Knowing these things, happy are ye if 
ye do them.” 
The shortness of life is often owing to their- 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma:—Lord Palmerston. 
Answer to Geographical Enigma:—A good name is 
rather to be chosen than great riches. 
Answer to Mathematical Question32.016620 W feet. 
Answer to Anagrams of Capes;—Mendocino. Gallinas. 
Guardafui. Cambodia. Finisterre. Bougainville. Spar- 
tivento. Trafalgar. Conception. Matapan. Closterbay 
St. Roque. 
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