The earth seemed to open to receive it, as if glad 
to acknowledge its master. We all looked on in 
wonder and admiration. How easy it seemed 
for him to do it. We wondered if it was really 
as easy as it seemed, though I, for one, had a 
strong suspicion that it was not. IIow we en¬ 
vied, for the time being, his stalwart arm and 
strength of wrist! But the work grew, and be¬ 
fore we hardly knew it, it was done; the clods 
were broken, the whole smoothed and rounded 
off. and our flower bed was made. 
“Men are good for something, after all, Mr. 
Cincinn ati *, was Noisette’s saucy acknowl¬ 
edgement of the favor, while the rest of us 
united in tendering him a vote of thanks and 
the promise of a big boquet when our flowers 
I should blossom. 
He •• hoped they would not all be Bachelor's 
Buttons;” and then, as he disappeared in the 
gathering twilight, we went into the house to 
arrange our future plane. And that night, as 
the Ftars came to peep at us through the chinks 
in the roof, our drowsy nyes transformed them 
into buttercups and dandelions and primroses, 
until the heavens seemed to he one vast bed of 
glowing, golden flowers; and when Morpheus at 
last came and carried us off into dream-land, we 
wandered among gardens of roses and lilies, 
sipping nectar, feeding on ambrosia, and breath¬ 
ing aroma, until the morning. 
The next evening found us again at the task. 
It was pretty work to drop the tiny seeds into 
the waiting earth, and (o cover tlwm over, in the 
lull faith of their soon re-appearing clad in their 
vestures of greenness and beauty. They were 
old-fashioned flowers, with old-fashioned 
Written for Moore’s Knral New-Yorker. 
MY SOLDIER. 
pushed aside the vines and set it inside of Tva’s 
window as she lay asleep one day. The fragrant 
tribute was as gratefully received as given. 
By midsummer the bed was one mass of blos¬ 
soms. The Sweet Peas climbed to the top of 
their supports and then sent out their fluttering 
tendrils, asking as plainly as Sweet Peas could 
ask, for something else to climb by. So we 
spliced Hie fragrant sassafras boughs to which 
they clung, and onward and upward they still 
went. The Candytuft and the Phlox seemed to 
have entered into a special arrangement with 
each other about the blossoming. For haif the 
summer the Candytuft had it all its own way. 
It shot up vigorous stalks—each stalk bearing 
aloft its tuft Of purple and of white blossoms, 
until the whole bed was bordered around with 
one broad, brilliant mass. We feared that our 
poor Phlox had been entirely driven out by its 
more vigorous oolUtagne; but not so. It only 
bided its time, and when that time came, and 
the Candytuft began to fade, it uprose in its 
might and gorgeously blossomed the summer 
out. The Bulimia*. not content with the space 
no more. He was our Immortelle , transplanted 
now to bloom in the green pastures and beside 
the still waters of the river of Life in heaven. 
We have a flower garden now at the new 
house—we four—and it is tended by ij scientific 
gardener. It is laid out in trim beds, with gravel 
walks between. In it grow Zinnias and Dahlias 
and Tulips and Lilies and Boses, and a host of 
others, with barbarous, unpronounceable names, 
whose beauty should surely entitle them to 
something better. We love our garden: we 
walk in it—talk in it—and pick boqnets. We 
take pride in showing it to our visitors; but we 
do not, we never can, enjoy it with such a keen 
zest, nor bestow upon it such a living affection, 
as we did upon our one bed of flowers at the old 
ruined Castle. 
Atuicvtiscmcnts 
T LAURA K. WELD, 
•'LE —One of the best in Western \'c» 
m beautiful and uearKR, and marker 
atevia, V \ _ 7u3-if 
I’EU MONTH.— Agents wanted^ 
mty to introduce our new “ c 
chink," price only $15. For particular? 
with stamp. rs » 
T. S. PARK. Gon’i Agt, Toledo, Ohio. 
I never nee the rain of windy autumn 
Sweeping in ktormy gunts ndown the hills,— 
I never see the river flowing onward, 
Fresh from the well spring and its thousand rills,- 
I never see the clouds in solemn passage 
Over the blue sky's deep and peaceful sea,— 
fc I never hear the oak wood in its sighing 
"Without 1 think of thee 1 
I never hear the young and elastic voices 
% Humming in pleasant tones some sweet old tune,- 
I never wear in pride upon ray bosom 
A white and starry rose of fragrant June,— 
I never walk In days of fairest sunshine, 
f j t When the bird* chirp from bank and briar and.tree, 
I never watch the first soft star of even 
Without I think of thee I 
I never hear a song of home and Freedom, 
The patriot's longing for the Fatherland,— 
I never listen with a patriot’s passion 
To hurried war notes rising full and grand,— 
I never hear the bugle's fiery warning 
Flung on the fro-ty north wind, high and free,— 
I never hear the Tolling crash of cannon 
Without I think of thee ! 
Italy, N. Y.f 1863. 
J County Fairs. -ana 
TOBACCO TWINE, Wholesale and roteil. 
JAMES FIELD, 42 Exchange hi. Rochester, N. Y. 
] > UK SELL’3 MAMMOTH PROLIFIC STRAW. 
I t RERUV.—Plants for sale at 10 ccnla each ILo Dela¬ 
ware Grape A ines, at from 30 to CiO cents. Address 
J- KERCH. Waterloo, N. Y. 
IJMIE EDUCATIONAL AND GENERAL AGENCY, 
BY PROF. .1. A. NASH. A. M.. 
-Vo. 5 Berliinan Street • .Veir i'-ork 
Secures situations for teachers, and teachers for 
ueusring them : furnishes bon' * ■ - 
ratus, etc , for Colleiros. Aeadei 
forwards to order books, rain 
general use; aids £n the transferor I'arm-hm..,-- 
err, sod domestic employees from the cit v to The < 
furnishes whatever I; r... ^ ' 
country home no terms fair and einiitablo {,. all 
For jniurantee (or faithful performance, 
free upon request. 
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Places 
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isfer r* farm-labours, garden- 
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— - parties, 
see Circular, sent 
_ 7r2-3t 
NURSERY, 100 ACRES-FRUIT 
,, At- Agents Wanted. 
> K. IHOENIX, Bloomington. Illinois. 
t PURE ITALIAN QUEENS 
FOK 
For about one-half the former prices 
Circulars giving fall particulars sent 
ALSO, 
THE BEST moViBLE 
COMB BEE-HIVE 
IN THE WORLD 1 
L /lj * 5 fi k of parties to he convinced 
. tefi ,/dw, is to for one of njv 
small hooks of 24 pages, that 1 have just published, which 
I .will forward on receipt of name and Post-rdhce address 
pving much valuable information, and a general descrinl 
tion of hives, &c, K. F. KIDDER. v 
Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
names, 
flitch as we bad loved and tended in our child¬ 
hood. There was not a barbarous Greek or 
Latin name written upon a single label, but 
they were the descendants, or at least the rela¬ 
tions, of the same old Morning Glories, and 
Four O'Clocks. and Sweet Peas, and China 
Asters, and Nasturtium--, and Petunias, and Mig¬ 
nonettes, whose smiling faces had greeted us 
summer after summer in that far-away home 
upon the banks of the Huron, and which had 
made the yard around the old brown farm-house 
resplendent with beauty and brightness. And 
so we loved these simple flowers with a love 
exceeding that which wo bail bestowed upon 
some later favorites. 
The Morning Glories found a resting place 
beneath Iva’s window. The Four O’Clocks 
were set up in a straight row against the fence. 
By careful economy in the nse of seeds, a bor¬ 
dering of Candy-tuft and Drummond Phlox, 
intermingled, was made to extend the whole 
length. Here was a triangle of Larkspurs, 
there a circle of Petunias; in one place a row of 
Sweet Peas, and in another a mass of Bachelor’s 
Buttons. A clump of dense, dark-leaved Blue¬ 
bells formed a pretty back-ground for the deli¬ 
cate Golden Miter. The fragrant Mignonette 
and the bright-bued Poppy were planted side 
by side. Tufts of Ladies’ Slippers and PortU- 
lacca were sprinkled in every open space, and in 
one spot Noisette wrote her name with varie¬ 
gated Asters, 
nr DATE LANSING 
[Concluded from page 220, last number. J 
Vexed with my awkwardness and' ill success 
in spading. I looked up. The pick-axe was 
far ahead. The hoe was industriously at work 
breaking up the little clods which in some 
fortunate moments my spade had thrown out. 
The rake, having nothing to do, was resting 
upon the woodpile, while little Flokian, with 
his big, wondering, blue eyes, was curiously 
regarding us all, and evidently expecting to see 
the flowers spring up directly in our footsteps. 
I looked with dismay upon the long stretch yet 
to be gone over, and was on the point of giving 
up, but then that would never do. I had sought, 
this very work, and, besides, although J was no 
female Samson, yet I was the strongest of the 
four. A flower bed we must have, and I must 
spade it. The corollary deduced from this pro¬ 
position was, that I threw away my gloves and 
gave myself with renewed energy to the work. 
No great thing, I reasoned with myself was ever 
accomplished without time und labor. It might 
take a long time, and hard labor to do this, but 
I would do it Meanwhile, I would, the very 
next day, take lessons of the laborers from my 
window. 1 would watch all their motions; 1 
would learn the secret I began to think, too, 
that there might be some things connected with 
my dingy recitation room, tor which I had not 
been sufficiently thankful. 1 began to have a 
dim perception that there might be other things 
in life as hard as teaching school, and that, pos¬ 
sibly, spading might be one of them. I began to 
ask myself, too, if I hud made my rtutics as 
pleasant os they might have been made; if I had 
performed them as well as they might have 
been performed. I thought of my poor, stupid, 
blundering Pat, whom I had that morning sent 
to his seat in disgrace, because he could not 
repeat the twos of the multiplication table with¬ 
out. tripping. Supposing he had been a week in 
learning it?—he might bo another perhaps, but 
1 resolved that my patience should he as large 
as his dullness. . 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
HERALDIC ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 49 letter*. 
My 3, 23, 41, 10, 11, 47, 6, 2, 20 means front to front. 
My 27, 23, 29, 32, 33, 35, 3s, 47 is an eagle without beak 
or feet, with expanded wings. 
My AS, 37, 411, 14, 45, 30, 4* i» an honorable ordinary, rep¬ 
resenting tw o rafters of a house meeting at the top. 
My 29, 47, 41, 11, 4, 29, 2, 20 is an epithet describing 
crosses, saltiers, &c. 
My 1, 43, 22, 9, 3H, 47 is a staff or cudgel. 
My 48, 10, 32, 43, 26, 0 Li a border that has more than two 
rows of checkers 
My 22, 34, 46, 47, 42, 38, 39, 22,27, 47,17 is a term applied 
to a bird in the attitude of rising as if preparing to 
take flight 
My 22, 3, 23, 8, 2, 47, 36 means leaping. 
My 15, 22, 22, 18, 46, 47, 13 means issuing or coming up. 
My 44,12, 23, 20, 22 is a term denoting red. 
My 7, 0, 14, 20, 19, 47 is a kind of flying serpent. 
My 22, 31, 3, 47, 19, 11, 12, 22, 43, 47, 40 is a term applied 
to a bird in the attitude of rising as if preparing to 
take flight 
My 14, 3, 21, 19 means charged with vair. 
My 1, 2, 14, 24, 29, 32 is a thing broken, or opening like a 
rich stores of sweets. The sunshine loved to 
linger there, and the dew-drops loved to exhale 
from its satiny cups. 
But among them all. the Morning Glories 
bore off the palm. Surely, never did Morning 
Glories grow as did these, since the time when, 
in Eden, Eve trained them over the eastern 
entrance to her bower, and gave them their most 
expressive of names, the Glory of the Morning. 
Not content with curtaining Iva’h window, and 
hanging out from it every morning their chalices 
of white, and blue, and pink, and purple, for 
birds and bees to breakfast at. they must needs 
climb up to the very house-top, and, when there, 
they still grew on, and twined themselves about 
one another in the vain effort to go still higher. 
“Excelsior" was evidently their motto. Now 
we had not counted upon their being so ambi¬ 
tious, and were sorely puzzled what to do. It 
seemed impossible, with our limited resources, 
to raise the house any higher for their accommo- 
Albert B. Norton. 
There was not much room for the 
exhibition of great taste, but there was ample 
scope for the exercise of ingenuity, and it was 
wonderful to see how exactly the bed held all 
the flowers, and how there was no room for 
more. An old hollow stump close by was 
pressed into the service, tilled with earth, and 
made to do duty by bolding the Nasturtions. 
This day's twilight saw one bed planted, and 
prouder hearts never beat in human breasts than 
were ours, as we stood and surveyed the work of 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 41 letters. 
My 6, 41, 28,11, 19 is a silver coin of Russia. 
My 32, 34, 35, 39 is a precious stone. 
My 7, 8,15, 6 is part of a plant 
My 31, 27, 25, 17, 40, 24 is a kind of fish. 
My 20, 9, 1, 1, 37, 29 is a subterranean passage. 
My £2, 16,13, 2 is a musical instrument. 
My 23, 26, 3, 30, 14 is a sweetheart. 
My IS, 33, 9, 21, 38 is a hoy's name. 
My 36, 4, 12 is a noted rebel General. 
My 10, 10,18, 23, 30, 31, 3S are much used at present. 
My whole is very good advice. 
Gainesville, N. Y., 1868. J. M. Brainbrd. 
fir Answer in two weeks. 
JOSIAH CAItPEJiTEIt, 
JYo, 32 Jeiy Street , J\"eic %'or/t, 
mr I’roducc iSoiliilit. 
And little, mischievous, vexa¬ 
tious Johnny I ay, it he should happen to turn 
another somersault in his spelling class, I would 
be good-naturedly blind to the fact, so that he 
might escape the condign punishment I had 
threatened for such evil doing. Dear little fel¬ 
low! . The fun was sticking out all over him. 
thick as porcupine’s quills. He fairly bristled 
with it, IIow could he help a somersault now 
and then? And my poor, passionate Bkl,— 
she with the cloudy brow, and quick-flushing 
cheek,—I would drown out her storms with 
floods of sunshine, instead of opposing storm 
to storm, as, irritated beyond measure, I had 
that day been led to do. What other good 
resolutions I should have spaded up out of 
the damp mold, which seemed more prolific 
of them than of earth, 1 know not, for both 
my labor and my cogitations were interrupted 
by a merry laugh, and looking up. we saw Cin¬ 
cinnati's' curly head peeping over the high 
board fence at us. 
A. Womans Rights Convention, upon my 
word; but better agriculture than politics,” was 
his laughing salutation, as with a bound he stood 
in our midst. 
“ Go way, go 'way,'' we all cried in chorus, as 
we leveled our formidable weapons at his head 
for we felt that our work would hardly bear the 
criticism of a connoisseur; and much less could 
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This is the best and cheapest Microscope 
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*ra in the world ior general use. It requires no 
al- J focal adjustment. magnifies about one Iiud- 
Mll lH area diameters, or ten thousand times, and 
T is so simple that a child can use it It will be 
S 'i g, ent Postage paid, on the receipt of 
Tiltt* Two Dollars and Twentv-five rents, or with 
*>* beautiful mounted objects for Three Dol- 
arfSTA. tore, or with tweuty-four nhj.'cte for Five Dol- 
lars- Addles* HENRY CRAIG. 
, , 160 Centre Street. New York. 
1)7" A liberal discount u> the trade. 080 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
TRIGONOMETRICAL PROBLEM. 
before as was ours. We found in it, health, 
wealth, and pure delight, the whole summer 
lung. Bui something else grew up, and budded, 
and blossomed there, besides the flowers, Cin¬ 
cinnati's came often to note, and admire, and 
assist. Indeed, it was wonderful to see what an 
enthusiast in floriculture he had suddenly be¬ 
come. Many a boquet found its way to his 
hand, and that they were not all Bachelor’s But¬ 
tons, Noisette could testify, if she only would. 
But fhe flowers told no secrets, go I will tell 
none, save only to whisper that when the next 
May comes round her name wiil be written with 
Orange blossoms instead of Asters. 
And so the eurntnerwore away. Lessons were 
learned over that bed of flowers never to be for¬ 
gotten. Influences went out from it which puri¬ 
fied our lives and made us better and happier 
than we should have been without it. To its 
silent yet controlling influence I attribute the 
fact that iuy stupid Pat at length succeeded in 
mastering the multiplication table, even as far 
as “ twelve times twelve are one hundred and 
forty-fourfor I was patient with him, and I 
learned patience beside my flowers. Through 
its means, too, I believe it was, that Johnny 
Fav was persuaded to turn no more somersaults 
in his class, but to stand erect upon his feet, toes 
upon the marks and arms folded, like a civilized 
child, as he was fast becoming 
Supposing tivo ships of war, the San Jacinto and Iron¬ 
sides, to be 2417 yards apart, at an unknown distance Yrorn 
a fort having a base of 660-j yards. The angle from the 
Shu Jacintoto the nearest corner of the fort is 71 l j', to the 
center of the fort 02 V, the angle from the Ironsides to 
the nearest corner of the fort is 66 .lj*, to the center of the 
fort 49’j \ Required the distance from each ship to the 
corner and center of the fort—also the distance from a 
point equidistant between the ships and the center of the 
fort. T. J. Townsend. 
Watertown, N. Y , 1863. 
fir Answer in two weeks. 
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Behead a bird and leave a trouble. 
Behead a carriage and leave an island. 
Behead a part of the foot and leave a fish. 
Behead a verb and leave part ol’ a house. 
Behead a river in Virginia and leave a man’s name. 
Behead a part of the coat and leave an animal. 
Behead an adjective and leave an article of dress. 
Behead a kind of fruit and leave part of the head. 
Behead a river in Ireland and leave a girl’s name. 
Wilson, N. Y., 1863. Julia A. Kimball. 
Answer in two weeks. 
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ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c., IN No. 702. 
and that my 
kigh-tempered Bel was learning to control her 
passions, and to walk in the ways of pleasant¬ 
ness and peace; for I learned many lessons in 
human gardening while cultivating my flowers. 
That happy summer passed away, and it w T as 
a sad morning when little Flokian ran in to tell 
us our flowers were withered. Dear little Flo- 
rtan! His memory is inseparably connected 
with that of the flowers he loved so well, and 
when they faded and passed away, he seemed to 
hear their voices calling to him, and he could not 
stay. So, one wintry day, we closed his blue 
eyes, and laid him away to rest—a bunch of 
Heliotrope and Geranium leaves in his waxen 
hand. Alas! Their perfume would delight him 
Answer to Geographical Enigma:—To die for Liberty 
is a pleasure and not a pain. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma:—Speak the Truth. 
Answer to Anagram: 
Soldier’s brave, will it brighten the day, 
And shorten the march on the weary way, 
To know that at home the loving and true 
Are knitting, and hoping, and pray ing for you ? 
Soft are their voices, when speaking your name, 
Proud are their glories when hearing j our lame, 
And the gladdest hour of their lives will be 
When they greet you after the victory. 
Answer to Arithmetical Question:—25 o-ll minutes past 
2 o’clock; and they will form the same angle again in 36 
4-11 min., or 1 9-11 minutes past 3 o’clock. 
