Dean, calmly. “ the Lord hasn't enlightened thee 
yet; but I will pray tor thee that thy eyes may 
be opened. 1 ' 
“ Amen,” said the Quaker, solemnly. 
Mary, 1 hope thee won't be offended if I ask thee 
a Rearching question?” 
Bnt before the question had formed itself into 
words, Maty Dean had arisen to perform one of 
her household duties. Seizing a towel she went 
quickly to the kitchen table, whereon spread a 
primitive fly trap, it being nothing else than a 
pool of delusive molasses. 
“ Here’s a goodly lot of the little torments,” 
said she, making an onslaught upon them with 
her towel. Friend Eaton’s soul was stirred 
within him. 
“Mary, Mary,” said he, in a grieved toDe, 
“consider what thee is doing! —thee can’t make 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
THE SOLDIER’S LETTER. 
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to Home extent for three years past, >nd reared aev? ra j 
hundred Qneens in the Tim J , and with extensive arran,-.,,. 
meets for rearm? a large number of Queer.s the prea? s j 
Henson, I therefore fhirier myself that 1 $an famish the 
pure Italian Queen for ahont one half the former prices. 
On receipt of name sod P. 0. address. I will forward a cir¬ 
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Address ^ g MOODY fc SON, 
881 Niagara Nnraeriea, Loekport, N. J. 
Mt Dearest Love, last eve 
Your letter brought me tidings fraught with grief. 
O, drearily the dusty night came on, 
Wild winds were in the trees, and every leaf 
Became a tongue that sang to urn 
Some long-forgotten minstrelsy, 
Or spoke of vanished dreams and davit 
Made sunny with thy winning ways. 
This morn, ere 1 awoke 
I dreamed I saw thee. Darling, and beside 
The beck that tumbles through yon rugged gorge 
We watched the coming of the eventide; 
And words of cheer, and truet, and calm, 
And holy pathos, like a balm 
You dropped into my wounded soul 
Till I forgot Its pain and dole. 
And O, bow well I mind, 
Yon wore jour wedding garb, and playfully 
You said, because it was my favorite 
You thought you'd wear it when you came to me. 
I know not what, but some great grief 
Was on me, and to my relief 
Yon came, as you have always come 
Since, a young bride, 1 took you home. 
Reveille broke my dream: 
I looked from out my tent, and lo I a cloud, 
In form a chariot drawn hy winged steeds, 
Was hovering o'er the gorge, while shrill and loud 
A jay screamed from his morning perch 
Within the foliage of a birch, 
And wearied winds their trembling notes 
Blew soft as songs from downy throats. 
And now my dream is plain:— 
I never more shall see thee, never hear 
The music of thy voice, nor feed my soul 
With thy 6weet ways and wiles to love so dear. 
But I must walk my way alone, 
Thorns for my couch, my pillow stone; 
No aim but death's serene retreat, 
No hope but that wc there may meet. 
Henceforth, when duty calls, 
Fearless in battle » bloodiest wave I‘ll wade, 
Careless of death, and fearing only life, 
Glad if a sacrifice it may he made 
For Liberty and Fatherland 
In Freedom's consecrated band,— 
Glad if my blood may swell the main 
That washes ont my country’s stain. 
But you will come to inc: 
This the cloud chariot told trie, and I'll know, 
When a new star gleams mildly ont of heaven 
On me when tuy lone picket rounds 1 go, 
That, though translated to the skies 
Love closes not her faithful eyes. 
And now, more dear than tongue can tell, 
My only I.ovc, farewell, farewell! 
Avoca, N. Y., 1863. F. H. G. 
A MATHEMATICAL COLLOQUY. 
Laura —On me he shall ne’er put a ring; 
So, mamma, ties’ in vain to make trouble; 
For I was but eighteen last spring, 
While his age exactly is double. 
Mamma— He is but in his thirty-sixth year, 
Tail, handsome, good natured and witty; 
And should you refuse him, my dear, 
You may die an old maid without pity. 
Laura— His figure, I grant you, may pass; 
And at present he’s young enough, plenty 
But when I am sixty, alas ! 
Won’t he be a hundred and twenty ! 
ADVENTURE WITH A BURGLAR. 
This extract, from a reminiscence concerning 
a series of murders committed some years since 
in France, develops a rare instance of presence 
of mind in woman. We will premise that the 
murderer was known by the fact that in some 
previous brawl or scene of murder he had lost 
three fingers from one of his hands: 
There lived, on the outskirts of Dieppe, awid- 
ow lady by the name of Beatimaurice. She had 
no family, but with one servant girl lived in a 
very retired manner. The cottage in which she 
resided was situated about a halt mile from the 
city—a little off from the public road. 
Madam Beaumaurice had been the wife of an 
officer of the Guards. She was an extraordinary 
woman in every particular; but especially so in 
respect to a certain coolness of character she 
possessed. In the midst of danger, which, togeth¬ 
er with a large amount of moral courage, made 
her a very notable person. The recent murders 
made, perhaps, less impression on her mind, 
than upon any one else in Dieppe; although it 
was naturally supposed the retired situation in 
which she Jived would have caused her to be 
more fearful. 
About 10 o’clock on the night of the 30th oi 
April, just ten days after the murder in the Rue 
Grenard, Madame Beaumaurice went up into her 
bedroom. She was suffering from a nervous 
headache. She felt very sleepy, and seated her¬ 
self. The lamp was placed on a chest of draw ers, 
behind her. Opposite to her was a toilet table, 
with a cloth on it. reaching to the floor. She had 
already commenced taking off her clothes, when, 
happening to look around her, she saw some¬ 
thing that for a moment chilled her blood. It 
was the shadow of a man’s hand on the floor. 
The hand had only one finger. 
She divined the truth in a moment—the assas¬ 
sin was there—in her house—under the table. 
She made not the least motion or sign, bnt reflect¬ 
ed two or three minutes as to the best course to 
he pursued. 
She divined what to do, and advancing to the 
door, called the servant maid. 
“ Oh. Mary!” exclaimed she. when the girl en¬ 
tered die room, “do you know where Mons. Ber¬ 
nard lives ?” 
“ Yes, Madame.” 
•• J have to pay 5,000 francs away very early in 
the morning. The fact slipped my memory till 
just now. You will have to run to his house and 
get the money for mo.” 
“Very well, Madame.” 
“ I will write a note, which you will deliver 
to him and he will give you hank hills to the 
amount.” 
She wrote as follows: 
My Dear Monsieur Bernard.— The assassin 
of the Rue des Arnes and the Rue Grenard is in 
my house. Come immediately with some gens 
d’arms, and take him before he escapes. 
Helene Beaumaurice. 
And. without entering into any explanation 
with her servant, she despatched her on her 
errand. ?he then quietly reseated herself and 
waited. 
Yes, she sat in the room with that man under 
the table for a whole hour. She sat there calm, 
cool and collected. She saw toe shadow of the 
hand shift several times, but the murderer did 
not make any attempt to escape from his place of 
concealment. 
In due time the gens d’arms arrived, and Jac¬ 
ques Reynaulds was arrested—not, however 
without a violent struggle. 
I need scarcely add that the most convincing 
proof as to bis guilt was found, and in due time 
he was guillotined. 
“I know it,” said Mary, as she proceeded 
coolly with her savage work, “and I’m sure I 
shouldn’t want to!” 
“ Thee hurts my feelings, Mary.” 
“Well thee knows, James, I haven’t thy pa¬ 
tience. I desire a meek and quiet Bpirit, but I 
tell thee I've no notion of being turned out of my 
own house by an army of flieB.” 
“ Mary, Mary, it’s no wonder thee has a heart 
to kill flies, when thee is lending a helping band 
to kill thy fella w-creeterul I want to ask thee a 
question—if thee means to send thy son along 
with the world's people to fight for” — 
“Our countryl” Mary threw the two words 
in with strong emphasis. 
“Thee is taking a strange step for a Friend! 
Hast thee made this a subject of meditation? 
Does thee feel that thee has been instructed by 
the Inward Teacher? ” 
“James,” said Mary Dean, “thou knowest 
little of the Inward Rtrife I have suffered! But 1 
verily believe I have been led by the Spirit, and 
my mind is now centered down into quietness. 
The war is just, and Moses shall stand up for his 
country.” 
Good J ames Eaton looked puzzled. “ I 
respect thy feelings,” said he, after a pause, 
“ but Mary, thee knows the Scriptures go ugiu 
fighting!” 
“No, I don’t know any such thing, James,” 
said Mary Dean, unpinning her checked kerchief 
in her warmth, “for didn't the Lord perse¬ 
cute Pharaoh till he let His people go? And 
when the Israelites bad crossed the Red Sea, did 
not they sing, ‘ The Lord is a man of war, the 
Lord is his name?’ I do know that the South 
has her heart fully set within her to do evil, and 
I believe it is the will of the Lord that she shall 
be beaten with many stripes.” 
“ Mary, friend Mary, cun it be that thee is 
harboring bitterness in thy heart against the 
people of thy own country?— against the nation 
which the God of our fathers hath blessed? ” 
“ My brethren hath fallen,” exclaimed Mary. 
“Righteousness exaJtetb a nation, but sin is a 
reproach to any people.” 
“But, Mary, Christ forbids thee too hold bit¬ 
terness. 
Mrs. Partington on Cosmetics.— “ That's a 
new article for beautifying the complexion," said 
Mrs. Bibb, holding up a small bottle for Mrs. 
Partington to look at 
She looked up from toeing out a woolen sock 
for Ike. and took the bottle in her hand. 
“Is it, indeed?” said she; “ well, they may get 
up ever so many rostrums for beautifying the 
complexion, but, depend upon it the less people 
have to do with bottles for it, the better. My 
neighbor, Mrs. Blotch, has been using a bottle 
for a good many years for her complexion, and 
her nose looks like a rupture of Mount Vocifer¬ 
ous, with the burning lather running all over the 
contageous territory.” 
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Boarding 1 Departmentexclusively for Young Ladies. 
Expense* moderate L. R SATTERLEE. Principal 
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On !—A lady in Nashville was making a visit 
to the penitentiary, and was permitted to look 
through the various wards. In one room she saw 
three women engaged in sewing, and turning to 
the keeper, who was showing her around, she said 
to him in an undertone, “ Dear me! the vicions- 
e&t looking women 1 ever saw in my life! What 
are they put here for ?” “ They are here,” he re¬ 
plied, “ because I am here—they are my wife and 
daughters, madam.” 
A lady well advanced in maidenhood at her 
marriage requested the choir to sing the hymn 
commencing: 
“ This is the way I long have sought, 
And mourned because I found it not.” 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
1 am composed of 32 letters. 
My 21, 8,12,16, 6, 21, 29,11, 21 is an island in the Eastern 
Hemisphere. 
My 10, 26, 11, 6 is a lake in North America. 
My 7, 8, 20, 20, 6, 8, 4 is a noted field of battle. 
My 2, 3, 30,18,11, 21 ie a city in Illinois 
My 31.11, 14, 4, 4, 21 is a town in Southern Illinois. 
My 13, 1, 23, 19,1,4 is a city in the Eastern States. 
My 25, 20, 21, ti, 29, G, 23, 16, 30, 4 is an important city in 
rebeldom 
My 28, 24, 4, 22, 17, 23,12, 27, 32 is one of the Southern 
8tates. 
My 2, 11, 9. 24 is a county in Eastern Kentucky. 
My whole is a proverb of KiDg Solomon. 
Ripley, Chaut. Co., N. Y., 1863. Norris. 
tsr Answer in two weeks. 
THE TWO QUAKERS 
If tby enemy smite thee ’ ”- 
“ Thou can’st hardly tell me any new thing out 
of the Holy Book,” said Mary Dean quickly, 
“but remember, James, we are to beware of 
taking the Scriptures too literally; it is the spirit 
that.giveth life!” 
“Mary, wbut does thee make of these words— 
i Pray for them which despitefully use you? 
“ J ames," replied Mary Dean, with a trembling 
voice, “if thou dost think I have not the spirit of 
prayer thou misjudgest me. While 1 am sewing 
and spinning for Moses, it is borne in upon roe to 
pray for our misguided Southern brethren as 1 
never prayed before," 
“ I thank the Lord for thee,” said the Quaker, 
wiping his eyes, “but Mary, thee hasn’t any 
children to spare; or hast thee lost all a mother's 
feelings?” 
M ary Dean arose nervously. “ Friend J ames,” 
said she, “I have got a country; hast thou got 
one? I remember noble George Washington; 
dost thou remember him? Art thou willing to 
wipe out all he has done for us? Wilt thou put 
the necks of iky children under a yoke, and die, 
to have them curse thee?” 
Patience and Benjamin looked at each other 
in dismay, wondering why the spirit should 
more their mother to preach in such a way to 
good friend Eaton. •• Or, wilt thou help to loose 
the bands of wickedness?” continued the good 
woman. “ to undo the heavy burdens and let the 
oppressed go free? to break every yoke? ” 
“ I don't know what to say to thee.” said friend 
Eaton, rubbing his hands together in a per¬ 
plexed way. “ My heart is heavy within me when 
1 think of the poor bondsmen down South, but 
‘ vengeance is mine. 1 will repay, saith the Lord.’" 
“ Tbee is right, but he that justifieth the wicked 
is an abomination to the Lord,” think of that, 
James! an abomination to the Lord! Doesn't 
thee justify the wicked when thee folds thy 
hands and holds thy tongue?” 
“ Oh. Mary. Mary, tbee is rather hard on me! ” 
“ I verily believe I am moved to speak, friend 
James! Thee musn't think hard ol'me for saying 
those things that bear in upon my mind! I 
speak in love,” 
“Speak on. Mary, I am in a state of prepara¬ 
tion to hear thee.” 
“Well, James, don’t thee remember this pas¬ 
sage in Revelations, “He that leadeth into 
captivity, lie that killeth with the sword must be 
killed with the sword?’ How plain that is. 
so that a little child might understand it! And 
then it says:—* Here is the patience and the 
faith of the saints.’ Oh, James, we think we 
have patience and faith, we trust the Lord will 
let the poor black men out of the land oi Egypt: 
but we ain't willing to help! Does thee think, 
James, our blood is richer and redder than the 
blood of the world's people? If it is, I tell thee 
we ought to shed it all the quicker! Let us make 
a Red Sea of it, and the Lord will make the sea 
dry land that the children of Israel may pass 
over to the promised land of Canaan! ” 
“Why, Mary,” said James Eaton, rubbing his 
hands and looking at (hem. “ Thee keeps push¬ 
ing me np in a corner? Verily and truly I don't 
know what to say to thee! ” 
“Tiiere, now, thee shan’t be abused,” said 
good James Eaton, as. lie: rode slowly along the 
dusty road, stooping every new and then to pick 
a clinging fly off his sleek horse. “ There, now, 
thee must keep thy temper, good beast, and I’ll 
soon put these little fellows out of mischief.” 
And tenderly he dropped the buzzing torments 
into his drab coat pocket. '• Poor lit tle erectors,” 
chuckled he, “it’s no use strugglin’ agin the 
law! Them that, disturbs the law must go to 
jail! Well for ’em if they don't lose their heads!” 
So saying the drab figure jogged toward friend 
Dean’s yellow farm-house, a man 
“ Whose big swelling Heart 
Strained the straight-breasted drab of his Quaker apart.” 
“Here comes friend Eaton!” cried several 
Childish voices joyfully, as he rode leisurely up 
to the porch door. 
“Why, how does thee do. Patience, and Solo¬ 
mon and Benjamin ?” said the dear man heartily, 
while the little ones flew around their old friend, 
alighting upon him like a flock of birds. 
“Is thy mother well and about the house? 
Really, children, thee roust let me have a chance 
to hitch my horse! And now I will release my 
prisoners, added the old gentleman, opening 
wide his pockets and letting out scores of dizzy, 
crazy flies. “ There, now, my poor little fellows, 
thee can get an honest living here, if time's in¬ 
dustrious.” 
Little Benjamin and Patience laughed aloud 
at this, and seizing their tender-hearted old 
friend by the arms, led him into the back 
kitchen, where their mother was pulling worsted. 
“Why, James, how dost thee do?” said the 
good woman, rising. “I am right glad to see 
thee! ” And they shook hands heartily after the 
Quaker fashion, as if shaking hands were an 
honest pleasure, instead of being, as some polite 
people seem to regard it. a painful duty. 
“ Thee is as busy as ever,” said friend Eaton, 
pointing to the immense ball of worsted which 
lay on the floor beside his hostess. 
“ Busy” echoed Mary Doan, as she pulled off 
long flakes from the soft ball, rolled them over 
her finger, and tossed them into the basket ready 
for spinning. “ Thee would think there was no 
time for idling, if the country called tby son to 
the war! ” 
And she looked tip at him, her fresh, matronly 
face glowing with suppressed feeling, her plain 
cap shaking a little at the borders. 
“Mary!” exclaimed the good old man, open¬ 
ing his mild, blue eyes as far as the lids would 
allow, “ Thee don’t mean to tell me that thee is 
going to send one of thy children to battle? To 
battle ! 11 
“ I do mean it, James,” answered she, steadily, 
plucking with all her might at the worsted. 
The poor old gentleman fairly turned pale. 
“ Patience,” said he, “ wont thee fetch me a 
drink of water? ” 
With a skip and a bound the little damsel 
brought some water in a long-handled tin dipper. 
“ Thank thee, Patience.” said the Quaker, the 
ruddy color stealing back to his face. “Now, 
This FORK received tbe First Premium at the N. Y 
State lair. 1 fil'd, and at every Fair where exhibited, andia 
universally acknowledged to be the beat ia use. 
N B —All person? are cautioned not to make, sell, or 
use Horse-Forks with tines similar to this, or similar to it 
in any particular. 
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MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
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t~2?~ All orders, Ac., will receive the personal attention 
of the Proprietor. , 
I am composed of 7 letters. 
A certain 4, 2, 7 traveling on a 7, 4, 6, 3 had the mishap 
to 7, 4, 6, 1 up 1, 2, 3. Whereupon 1, 2, 7 raised a 4, 5, 6, 
7, and 4, 6, 3, 3 np 4. 2, 3; then I, 2, 7 put 4, 2, 7 in his 
1, 6, 3, saying he could not afford to be a 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 
without some income. G. 
Irondequoit, N. Y., 1863. 
1ST Answer in two weeks. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
AN ANAGRAM. 
J. B. WHEATON, HILLSDALE, MICH., 
LICENSED REAL ESTATE BROKER, 
Buys , and Exchanges on Commission. 
Ha* 30,000 aci'r.- of excellent Farming Lands, and 100 Farms, 
in Michigan and other Western Suites, for sale cheap. 
694] Terms Eaay. [12t 
WHAT IS CHEEK? 
Ganitlp no elrt preeat rena era, 
SI a ttlelt breheu lgri; 
Dna rhe snpeceer, hmeu I rfae em, 
Tsse ym sneess ni a lhriw; 
ltfo a kobo si pneo ygnli, 
Lful fo rgeva nippy nihgohis, 
Nda I now m'T nlivya yrgtni, 
Ehtre jm sothguht ot Ikod; 
Tbn, ni tpeis fo ym aynsgsei, 
Yeth liwl rvee omre eb ystgrnia, 
Ot atth liucrbe nrae em lunpygi, 
Lnoy otw sryae Ido. 
Kendal], N. Y., 1863. “Hareik.” 
13?” Answer in two weeks. 
&£n A MONTHS-We want Agents at a month, 
'JpUO expenses pud. To sell our Kv- elasting Pencils, Ori¬ 
ental Burners, and 13 other new article- IS circulars frit 
Address [6M-I3t] SHAW & CLARK, Biddeford. Me. 
A MONTIJt—1 want to hire Agent* in every coat- 
4 sJ ty at 115 h month, expenses paid, to sell my new 
ehe-sp Family Sewing Machines. 
Address [696-13U S MADISON, Alfred. Maine 
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at the Great International Exhibition, London, 1362. 
Principal oriiee, 505 Broadway, N. Y. 
66L a. tv. ItUtBUi, Atfeat, Itoeheeter, N. V. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
MATHEMATICAL QUESTION. 
MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER, 
TUB LftKGKST CIRCULATED 
Agricultural, Literary and Family Newspaper, 
18 PPRLtoHBD EVERY BATCRDaT BT 
D. D, T. MOORE, ROCHESTER, N. Y. 
Office, Dnion Buildings, Opposite the (,'enrt House, Buflaio 
If 40 horses eat 25 acres of grass in 20 weeks, and 60 
horses eat 54 acres of the same in 36 weeks, how many 
horses will eat 84 acres of the same in 56 weeks, if the 
grass grows uniformly during the time P 
Canadice, N. Y., 1863. C. J. Andruss. 
tsr Answer in two weeks. 
Foriloore’s Rural New-Yorker, 
PUZZLE. 
The initials of certain cities in the United States spell 
the name of a castle of note in England The name of 
the said ca6tle is composed of two words; the first is the 
scourge of all nations, the second is a part of a candle. 
What is the name of the castle and cities r 
Coomes, N. Y., 3863. Fannie M. Williams. 
t sr Answer in two weeks. 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c„ IN No. 703. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma:—As thy days so shall 
thy strength be. 
Answer to Mythological Enigma:—The Battle of Ae- 
teum. 
Answer to Anagram: 
in a future life of beauty, 
Where the blessed angels live, 
Yoq are taught this is your duty, 
First forget and then forgive. 
Answer to Mathematical Question—231 feet. 
