of training in a business that required the utmost 
thoroughness and precision, Henrt Weston's 
leading characteristic was a careful attention to 
the smallest details of whatever came under his 
band to do. TTi» employers trusted him entirely, 
knowing that no item entrusted to his oversight 
would be neglected, or let slip for want of care 
and prompt attention. It was a character worth 
possessing, and the sagacious ones were not fat- 
wrong when they prophesied that he. would take 
a higher place in the Bank before many years. 
Certainly, he was earning promotion. 
Vacation days slipped around, and Air. Henry 
Weston made his arrival in Ardlcy, having 
been duly heralded a week before by the “ hired 
girl/'so that there were plenty of curious eyes 
regarding the great lumbering hack as it drew 
up in front of 'Squire Taylor’s house. There 
was the homestead just as he had pictured It, 
large and breezy, with its. graceful shadowing 
elms; there was 'Squire Taylor, dignified and 
portly; his delicate, lady-like wife, who must 
hare been once just what Lrcr was now; there 
was Frei>., with his rough, hearty greeting, and 
timid, fluttering Lucy, looking fairer, fresher, 
more enchanting than ever, in her pretty home 
dress of delicate lawn. 
That very evening, as they all gat together in 
the queer old family sitting-room, and Lrcr 
sang, to a simple accompaniment, •‘The Ingle- 
Side,' and such old-fashioned songs as pleased 
her father best, young Weston gave himself up 
for lost, and decided that he really was in love. 
Fred. Taylor, with his hearty zest for hunting, 
fishing, rowing, and all country pastimes, gave 
his frieud little choice but to devote his days to 
vigorous tramps and rides through meadow and 
thicket in search of sport. So it naturally hap¬ 
pened that, when night brought them home, they 
were ravenously hungry, and too tired to be 
either brilliant or sentimental, and thus the 
wooing went on slowly. 
One day. after a week had been wasted. 
Weston mentally declared 
HIGHLAND SOLDIER’S SONG 
events he could not think of casting away his 
idol for one unlucky discovery; so, with thoughts 
roa/hing in a beautiful future, Weston fell 
asleep. 
“ I am sorry,” said 'Squire Taylor at the 
breakfast table next morning, “ that I find myself 
obliged to send Fred, away on business to-day, 
but 1 dare say Loot will do what she can to 
entertain you till be comes back.” 
“Delightful!" thought Weston to himself—“a 
whole day without dragging up and down those 
everlasting trout brooks, or tramping through tier in her life than she did in her dregs of deU- 
the brush alter imaginary partridges and rab- cate blue, and the few white flowers in her hair 
bite, that never were there and never will be.” Weston, too. looked admiringly upon her but 
Ro, with many assurances that there was not the he walked and danced with her in constant ter- 
least danger of his haring a dull time, he ror, lest, by some unluckv step, he might bring 
watched Fred, ride gaily away on his black to light the secrets concealed by the sash about 
P no T.np.d btn An 1 .1 _ - . 1 , . t ‘ 
cally into Fred.s room, astonishing that worthy 
into an impolite exclamation. 
“ It’s so hot in my room,” said Weston, apolo¬ 
getically. 
"111 warrant Cousin Barbara has got up a 
fire," said Fred., laughing. “I don't believe 
that woman was ever warm in her life. She 
ought to live in the Torrid Zone, wherever 
that is." 
Every one said it was a delightful pic-nic, and 
every one said Lett Taylor never looked pret- 
a! . 1 . . 
-Urocrtiscmcnts 
The heath this night most he my bed, 
The bracken curtain for hit head, 
My lullaby the warder’s tread, 
Far, far from love and thee, Mary. 
To-morrow eve, more stilly laid, 
My couch may he my bloody plaid, 
My vesper soug thy wail, sweet maid; 
Jt Will not waken me, Mary 1 
I may not, dare not, fancy now 
The grief that clouds thy lovely brow, 
I dare not think upon thy vow, 
And all it promised me, Mary. 
No fond regrets must Norman know; 
When bursts Clan-Alpine on the foe, 
His heart must l»e like bended bow, 
Hi» foe* like arrow free, Mary, 
A time will come with feeling fraught; 
For, if 1 tall in battle fought; 
Thy bnplcM lover's dying thought 
Shall be a thought on thee, Mary; 
And if returned from conquered foes, 
How blithely will the evening ctosc, 
How sweet the linuet sing repose 
To my young bride and me, Mary. 
[ Walter Scott. 
JJIEDSELL’S PATENT COMBINED 
Patented May 16th. JS68; Dec. 13th, 1859; April 8th, ’ 
1862, and May 13th, 1862. 
Jt.iycFAf-TrRKii bt 
33irdsell & Brokaw, 
WEST HENRIETTA. MONROE COUNTY, N. Y 
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- .-.-e* sll the work at 
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10 to60 bushel* a day witbnnt waste r.r - 
tn/ootl tBJtmfactnring 1 he onh- mad, 
thrashes, bul h anu cleans, all at the vim 
rnnct.m,^ that do the a boie wort-, cot vn: 
1 A7E.'r. are lufnngemnnu. The public 
rateu 'ho^e that are imi-iueemente of said 
ITm ihv®, ft P' person purchasing ., D ,i using such will h» 
This Machine h*« alwavs. taken the First 1‘reminm 
rnio,„._ J?IRD3ELL * BROKAW, Manufacturer". 
West Henri etta, Monroe Co., N. Y. 
USEFUL and VALUABLE 
discover Y • 
HILTON’S 
INSOLUBLE CEMENT! 
;ff'e-m practical utility 
mu.u, ail rf kL V T n1lon before the 
pnlilio It has hcen thorouchiv test¬ 
ed dunug the last two venr-hv i.racti- 
household matters would detain her half an hour 
or so. In the meantime her cavalier brought the 
carriage to the door, looked with habitual cau¬ 
tion after every strap and buckle of the harness, 
and then went up to his room, with a masculine 
idea that a woman’s hall hour was a very indefi¬ 
nite period. 
Now the room directly under hi9 was occupied 
by an ancient spinster, a distant relative of the 
family, called, by way of courtesy, Cousin Bar¬ 
bara. This cousin Barbara having one of 
those shivery natures that never seems to get 
comfortably warm, insisted upon keeping up her 
store all the year round, and. as the pipe passed 
up through the floor of Weston’s room on its 
way to the chimney, it formed, as you can easily 
imagine, an excellent conductor of sound,— a 
regular speaking trumpet. Weston knew he 
should, be sure to hear Lucy when she left her 
room, ho lie made himself perfect] 
Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker 
Great Discovery 
BY EMILY HUNTINGTON MILLER, 
“What on earth has become of Lucy Tay¬ 
lor’s beau,” queried Aunt Dorcas Jones; “I 
haven’t seen him here in town since that pic-nic 
over to the Long Pond.” 
“Oh, that match is broken up long ago,” said 
the Widow Perkins, who had just dropped in 
to tea. 
“Do tell!'' exclaimed Aunt Dorcas, vigor¬ 
ously kneading her biscuits. “Well, it does 
heat all how changeable the young folks are 
getting to be; girls especially. Now I thought 
he seemed to be a real likely young man, and 
Lucy Taylor is a right smart, pretty looking 
girl. It seems a pity.” 
“Well, all I know about it,” said the widow, j 
“is that ’Squire Taylor’s hired girl told my 
Jr RUSH A Ann that she didn’t lie lie re they were 
rightly engaged, but he'd been paying attention 
to Lucy while she was away at school, and. 
after she went home, he came up to spend the 
vacation with Fred. Taylor, and see how the 
old folks would be suited. While he was up 
there something or other must have happened, 
for the hired girl said she knew Lucy never got 
any letters from him, and hadn’t got hie .picture, 
because she’d searched everywhere for it. May 
he he turned out to be a forger, or something 
dreadful: you can’t calculate on vmmar men 
Wivs many given up, out tne wisest of them never 
could conjecture why Lucy Taylor lost her 
lover! 
A new thing 
ly easy ; aud 
bad nearly finished writing a letter, when he 
heard her door open, and her little feet go pate 
taring down the stairs. He was just following, 
when her voice caught his ear from the room 
below. 
“Ob, Cousin Barbara 
a violent shower 
[ drove the young sportsmen home in the middle 
of the afternoon. It was pleasant, as they rushed 
into the yard, drenched aud muddy, to catch a 
glimpse of Lucy's sweet face at the window, as 
she sat contentedly with her sewing, and Weston 
blessed the thunder shower that had brought 
him the privilege of a quiet afternoon with her. 
They ascended by the back stairs to Fkhd/s 
room, but before they had half completed the 
process of donning fresh suits of clothing, and 
putting themselveH in drawing-room trim, the 
situ burst forth again In all its glory. To Fred/s 
eye there was something aggravating in this; a 
sort of provoking 
Of all the dust thrown in men’s eyes, gold dust 
is the most blinding. 
Its Combination. 
Boot ami Shoe 
Manufacturers. 
your needle is always 
threaded; just put a stitch into my ■_ liter here. 
1 can’t find my thimble, and I mustn’t keep Mr. 
Weston waiting.” 
“ I should like to see the time,” said Cousin 
Barbara, tartly, “when you could go anywhere 
without stopping to mend something.” 
“Oh, well,” said Lucy, pleasantly, “your 
occupation would be gone if you hadn't me to 
mend and scold.” 
The only answer was a sort of growl, and in a 
moment there wits a kind of “spud,” as if the 
article 1o be mended had been tossed upon the 
floor. This was followed almost instantly by an 
excited exclamation. 
“For mercy’s sake, Lucv Taylor! yon aren’t 
going riding with them ragged stockings on!" 
“ They won't show through my shoes,” was 
the quiet answer, “and 1 haven’t any better 
For the Rural New-Yorker. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
Jewelers. 
I am composed of 32 letters. 
My 28, 10, 21, 14 is a city in China. 
My 0, 16, 2P, 12, 12, 26 is a city in Austria. 
My 4, 11, 31, 20, 13 is a river in France. 
My 2o, 8, 14, 26, 27, 7 is an island in a lake partly in the 
United States, 
My 14, 19, 18 is a city in India, 
My 23, 24. 10 is a mountain in the United States, 
My 10, 1, 2, 3, 28, 19, 12, 26 is an island in the Atlantic 
Ocean. 
My 25, £0, 7, 10, 22, 12, 23 is a county in Iowa. 
M y 19, 17, 12, £6 is a mountain in Europe. 
My 28, 30, 11, 12 is three rivers in England of the same 
name. 
My 9, S, 20, 20, 5, 82 is a city on the coast of Spain. 
My whole is a Bible saying. 
Eagle N. Y., 1863. Libbje M. Phillips. 
O?" Answer in two weeks. 
Families. 
“ dou't-you-wish-you’d-fstaid ” 
expression, to the clear sunbeams, that seemed 
to have been gathering brightness all the time. 
"There," said he, regretfully, "we might just 
as well have staid; we were wet through any¬ 
how, and 1 know 1 should have had that pickerel 
in half an hour longer. We might go back 
now,”—and he looked doubtfully at Weston. 
“Not 1,” was the emphatic answer; “I shall 
stay where I am for Ihe present. Besides, I have 
conscientious scruples about that pickerel. I 
believe it is the very one you have come so near 
catching every vacation for two years, and I am 
not going to see you murder him.” 
“Ob, what sunshine,” exclaimed Fred., “and 
raining, too. There must be a rainbow some¬ 
where 
It is a Liquid. 
Remember. 
UY rr II 3U 33 33 St T 
It is the Cheapest in the End. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
RIDDLE. 
In flesh and blood I am conceived, as other creatures be, 
Rut neither flesh, nor bones, nor blood, at all remains in 
me. 
They took me from my mother's side where I was early 
bred, 
And when to riper age I came, they then cut off my head, 
They gave to me some mixtured drink, and it some virtue 
had; 
I ve made a bet between two kingB, and made true loTers 
glad. 
AU this I’ve done, and ten times more, my calling to 
fulfil, 
But nothing of myself I do without my leader’s will. 
Ionia, Mich., 186S. Bklle Ghat. 
cr Answer in two weeks. 
“ Coals of tire. 
suggested Lucr, with an ag¬ 
gravating little laugh. 
“No, gravel stones," concluded Cousin Bar¬ 
bara, as Lucy flitted out of the room. 
Poor Weston, who heard every word of this 
colloquy, felt so much ashamed of himself that 
he could hardly look Lucy in the lace; but she 
looked as fresh and sweet as a morning glory, 
with the dew still wet upon it. 
“1 am safe for the present,” thought Weston, 
as he handed her into the carriage; “ no danger 
of my committing myself to-day.” And yet it 
is a fact that, several times before evening, he 
was only saved from venturing his fate upon one 
bold move, by a timely recollection of grim 
Cousin Barbara, and the unlucky stocking?. 
It was a pleasant day, and yet not quite as 
enchahting as he had promised himself, and he 
was not very sorry to be once more at home and 
meet Fred/s jovial face at the cheerful tea- 
table. 
Then came the old routine of hunting and 
fishing for a few days more, till, at last, the good 
people of Ardley concluded to get up a grand 
pic-nic at Long Pond. Everybody was to be 
there, old and young, and the Taylors entered 
heartily into preparations for the occasion, by 
providing an untold amount of eatables, both 
dainties and substantials. The eventful day 
arrived, and after spending a wearisome morn¬ 
ing in helping Fred, to build tables in the grove 
Nobody ever said Lucy Tavlor was a beauty, 
arid only her partial friends thought her uncoin- 
monly pretty; but she had just such a sweet, 
gentle, loveable face as you may meet a dozen 
times a day upon the crowded street, and there 
was something so delightfully fresh and charm¬ 
ing about her. that she seemed to draw all hearts 
to her by some magic of her own. Without 
being remarkable for either beauty, wit, or wis¬ 
dom, she nevertheless reigned supreme in her 
own circle, and that circle was by no means 
small. So, when she left the quiet little village, 
and went away to the Seminary iu the busy city 
ot B., she quietly won her way to a high place 
in the regard of both teachers and pupils. Some 
of the teachers, it is true, wished at times Lucy 
was a little more prompt and thorough in her 
recitations; there were so many little golden 
grains dropped out and overlooked by her that. 
THE RAILWAY HORSE-POWER WHICH TOOK 
THE FIRST PRF.JrtiV.n 
AT THE ^ 
NewYork State Fairs of 1860 & 1862 , 
As it also lias «/ every Stair and County Fair at Which the 
jProPnetort have exh Unted it in competition with others! 
"las| tn«-v believe cannot be *a|i| of any other Machine 
exhibited at an equal number of Fairs. 
Combined Threshers and Cleaners, 
Threshers, Separators, Wood Saws, &c. 
All of the best in market. Some of the advantages of these 
Bowers are. low elevation, slow tratei of team, and conse¬ 
quent ease of team. 
The Thresher and Cleaner 
runs e/,*v. separates the gram perfectly clean from the 
straw, cleans quite equal to the beet of Fanniug Mills. leav¬ 
ing the s'ram bt for mill or market. 
For Brice and description send for Circulars, and 
satisfy yourself before purchasing. 
Address K. & M HARDER. 
699-eow-tu Coble-kill, Schoharie Co., N. Y. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
I am composed of 17 letters. 
My 6, 7, 9 is worn by men 
My 15, 16, 14 is what wc do every day. 
My 1, 2, 3, 4 is a pronoun. 
My S, 7, 5, 9 is used by the shoemaker. 
My 6,15,15,17 is a part of the foot. 
My o, 3,15 is something every farmer has. 
My 10, 11 , 12is an adverb. 
My 13, 2, 8,16, 5 is worn by women. 
My 38, 15, 7, 8 is an animal. 
My whole should be remembered by all. 
Attica Center, N. Y., 1863. J. W. Nesbitt 
13^" Answer in two weeks. 
though riii! gathered up a tolerable sheaf from 
the harvest fields of knowledge, the careful, stu¬ 
dious toilers found much that she lost, 
“ Lucy isn’t thorough enough, but it seems to 
be her only fault, and she may improve.” This 
was the general testimony to her character. 
Outside of Seminary walls, Lucv found many 
admirers, and one of these, Henry Weston, 
was generally regarded in the light of Lucy’s 
lover. How Lucy herself looked upon him was 
not definitely known, but one thing was certain: 
after making a diligent use of the few opportu¬ 
nities afforded by seminary rules for social inter¬ 
course, the young man was most opportunely 
invited by Lucy’s brother Fred., to come up to 
Aidleyand help him spend his summer vacation 
agreeably. Of course, he accepted, lor Fred. 
Tatlor was such a capital fellow, and it. 
would be such a relief to get out of the city 
a few weeks. Then,— I am not sure, as this 
reflection came last, —Lucy would be at 
A MONTH!—1 want to hire Aevtit* iu every coon- 
*. ty ft $75 a mouth, expenses paid, to seU qv new 
kHiiuiy ifewine Machines. 
•ess [695-13tJ S MADISON, Alfred. Maine. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
ALGEBRAICAL PROBLEM. 
MOORE'S RURAL NEW-YORKER, 
TH*-LARGEST OIRCrLATBD 
Agricultural, Literary and Family Newspaper, 
3» PUBLISHED EVERT SATURDAY BT 
I>. D. T. MOORE, ROCHESTER, N. Y. 
Office, Union linildius, Opposite liie Court Honsc, BaSala 81 . 
TF/t.ns. 
A farmer has a certain number of sheep, such that if 
from the square root of the number there be 8 divided by 
the number subtracted, it will equal 7 divided by the 
square root of the number, minus two. How many sheep 
had be ? S. G. Cagwjn. 
Verona, N. Y., 1863. 
13*- Answer in two weeks. 
hara s room. He started up in a nervous dread, 
with the mental exclamation, “wiry on earili 
can t she keep away from there for this day.” 
But there was nothing terrifying in Lucy’s gen¬ 
tle tones. 
“Cousin Barbara, please put a pin in my 
collar for me, and another in my sash behind.” 
Weston subsided; but, unmerciful Cousin 
Barbara, there seemed to be no evading her 
Argus eyes. 
“Of ail things, Lrcr Taylor, haven’t you 
finished this dress yet, and worn it so many 
times! Here’s the skirt only pinned and basted 
cm, and as true as I live, no cording on the 
neck!” 
“Well,” said Lucy, not one bit disturbed, 
“who’ll be the wiser for what is under my col¬ 
lar; and you shall see how nicely my sash covers 
the skirt—there, now, don’t I look as neat as a 
pin?” 
Cousin Barbara muttered something about 
“ whited sepulchres ’’ that Weston did not Btop 
to hear, for he seized his hat and rushed franti- 
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ANSWEBS TO ENIGMAS, Sc. c,, IN No. 705, 
Answer to Geographical^ Enigma 
better than secret love. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma :- 
Answer to Anagram: 
Playing on the carpet near me, 
Is a little cherub girl, 
And her presence, much I fear me, 
Sets my senses in a whirl; 
For a book is open lying, 
Full of grave philosophy ing, 
And 1 own I'm vainly trying, 
There my thought* to hold; 
But, in spite of my essaying, 
They will ever more be straying, 
To that cherub near me playing, 
Only two years old. 
Answer to Mathematical Question:—75 horses. 
Answer to Puzzle —Name of the castle,—Warwick. 
Name of the cities, — Washington, Albany, Rochester, 
Winchester, Indianapolis, Chicago, Kalamazoo. 
Open rebellion is 
Patriot. 
auuy. Auenuursor tne afternoon and evening 
fletv rapidly and pleasantly by. with books and 
music and social chat, and if visions of that 
untidy room ever thrust themselves upon IVes- 
ton's mind, he put them resolutely away, and 
entered heartily into the amusements of the 
hour. Alone in his own room, he made a dozen 
plausible theories to account for the condition of 
things —perhaps it was not Lucy’s room at all; 
Fred, was such a blundering fellow; at all 
