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MOORE'S RURAL NEW-YORKER, 
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AGRICULTURAL, UTERARY AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER 
18 PUBLISHED ETEP.T SATURDAY 
BY D. D. T. MOORE, ROCHESTER, N. Y. 
defied him. What he thought was, however, 
oi little consequence to Katr Ohwf.ll, who, 
now that he was gone, made the object of his 
call a subject for a half-hour's lecture. 
“Why, cousin Mattie, the impudence of that 
man is perfectly astonishing, taking your hus¬ 
band off to serve hie purposes, when he knows 
full well yon must be left ulone for whole even¬ 
ings. Why, I would treat the wretch to a 
shower-bath of- boiling water.” 
But Walter.Morton did not take offence; 
witty, wiilAil, imperious, beautiful Kate Or¬ 
well was used to having tilings her own way, 
and the present case was no exception. Not 
only did she bring Walter Morton to view his 
neglect of home and family in its true light, but 
by numerous spirited but probably only haif- 
earnest assertions of what she would do under 
similar circumstances, led him to the belief that 
his wife w:w a tniraclo of patience—indeed little 
less than a saint—that she had home all so un- 
murmuringly. Thus it always is that there 
arc people who are intellectual, appear well in 
society, arc good conversationalist^ yet who 
never see anything except through some one 
else’s eyes. 
Walter Morton, having once been brought 
to sec that to her whom he had sworn to love, 
protect and cherish, was duo his first allegi¬ 
ance, was thenceforth a most irreproachable hus¬ 
band, and in the eyes of his gentle Mattte a per¬ 
fect model of excellence. But to Kate Orwell 
there had come dreams of a stronger type of 
manhood than that of her consiu’s husband. 
She would acknowledge no lord, hut her heart 
should be given in fair exchange to one who 
could enter into the intellectual sphere in which 
she dwelt,—who could give back thought for 
thought, and who should be to her, as she to 
him, an inexhaustible volume whose study 
should never grow wearisome. 
Such a man, before only visionary, she found, 
strangely enough, In Morris Wells. Defeated 
at the eiectiun in his political aims, he thence¬ 
forth found more time for the cultivation of 
social habits, and soon formed a habit of spend¬ 
ing bis unoccupied evenings with the Mortons. 
And of many a sharp war of words was t he cozy 
parlor the scene. Kate Orwell was unyield- 
iug: so was Morris Wells. lie would go 
away declaring that of all created things strong- 
minded women were his greatest abomination; 
she would vow that of all supercilious, self^safis- 
flcd men, Morris Wf.u.h was most detestable— 
and the upshot of it all was the appearance upon 
the fourth finger of Kate Orwell’s left hand of 
a magnificent diamond ring—for At orris was the 
only son of one of the most wealthy citizens of 
Lawton. 
When or bow the compromise w_as effected no 
one knew, bnt a year later Walter Morton and 
his now bright little wile received a most per¬ 
emptory invitation to the Orwell mansion, and 
then and there, in the presence of a few valued 
friends, Kate Orwell and Morris W ells took 
npon themselves the relation of husband and 
wife. The home of Mr. Orwell is also theirs, 
for ho could not part with his only child, and 
no happier family can he found than iB now 
gathered beneath the old roof-tree—but I am 
unable to determine who rules, for husband 
and wife are alike careful of each other’s hap¬ 
piness. 
GEM8 OF VER8E 
SOHO. 
Still to be neat, still to ho dresC 
As you were going to a feast; 
Still to be powdered, still perfumed. 
Indy, it is to ho presumed, 
Though art’s hid causes are not to be Sound, 
All Is not sweet, all is not sound. 
Give me a look, give me a face. 
That makes simplicity a grace; 
Kobes loosely flowing, hair as free; 
Such sweet neglect more taketh mo 
Than all the adulteries of art; 
They strike mine eyes, hut not my heart. 
TJTK LOVER. 
I prized every hour that went by, 
Beyond all that had passed me before; 
But now they are passed, and I sigh, 
And 1 grieve that I prized them no more. 
When forced the fair nymph to forgo, 
What anguish I felt In my heart I 
Yet 1 thought (but it might not he sdj, 
'Twas with pain she saw me depart. 
, She gazed as I slowly withdrew. 
My path I could hardly discern; 
So sweetly she bade me adlcn, 
I thought she bade me return. 
AN ANGEL ON EARTH, 
Die when you may, you will not wear 
At Heaven’s court a form more fair, 
Thau beauty at your birth was given; 
Keep but the lips, the eyes we sec; 
The voice wu hear, ami you will he 
An angel ready made for Heaven. 
LOSS OF EMENDS, 
What Is the worst of woes that wait an age? 
What stamps the wrinkle deeper in the brow t 
To view each lovod one blotted from life’s page! 
And be alone on earth as I amfoow, 
Before the chaotCuer humbly lets me bow 
O’er hearts divided and o’er hopes destroyed. 
A THOUGHT. 
Though ruthless Time may have scatter’d memory’s 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker, 
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My 57, Cl, 10, 44, 29, 48 is a county in North Carolina. 
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My 1, 26, 43,18.14, 87, 60 is an Island in the Atlantic. 
Mi 26,13, 44, 7, 21, 26, 5 is an Island in the Mediter¬ 
ranean Sea. 
My 63, 3, 62. 23, 17,18,29, 56 is a chain of mountains 
in Asia. 
My 4, 40, 35,36, 2,10, 31 Is an Island in the Pacific. 
My 8,16, 41,19, 22, 11, 13, 26 is a county in Miss. 
My 21, 29, 45, 20, 46, 9 is a county in Mississippi. 
My 31 40, 39,15, 54,18, 20 is a city In Western N. Y. 
My 59, 54, 18, 83, 6 is a city in Central So. America. 
My whole is one of the Proverbs of Solomon. 
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“ Here is a letter for you, Kate.” Katb Or¬ 
well, a tall, handsome brunette, went eagerly 
forward and took the letter from her father, ex¬ 
claiming, “It is from Mattie Morton.” She 
resumed her seat by the window and read the 
missive; then, allowing It to fall into her lap, 
she fell into a fit of musing. 
“Well, Kate!” She started and looked up. 
“ What docs little cousin Mattie say ? ” 
“Father, I must visit her immediately.” 
“Bnt why?—what is the matter?—what does 
ehe Bay?” 
“Listen.” 
Dear Kate :—Can yon spend a short time with 
me soon? 1 am weary, loncdy and discouraged. 
1 do not know why, but somehow I feel that 1 
no longer occupy the place 1 once did in my hus¬ 
band’ affectibn. ’ Do not think unkindly of him, 
dear Kate; the fault may he all mine, and yet 
1 have strWcn faithfully to perform the duties of 
Yon know how happy we 
have paid being given 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker- 
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nw A COUGH, A COLD, OB A 
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ALLOWED to continue, 
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BROWN’S 
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I am composed of 13 letters. 
My 1,6, 9, 13 is one of the points of compass. 
My 12, 5, 3 is a kind of metal. 
My 11, 2, 7 Is a substance for burning as light. 
My 8, 6, 1 is a kind of Moisture. 
My 10, 11, 7, 8 is not hot. 
My 4, 6, 8, 6 is not coarse. 
My whole was a celebrated General in the Union 
Army. O. L. Eastman. 
Ontario Centei, Wayne Co., N. Y., 1867. 
53^“ Answer jn two weeks. 
wife and mother, 
were at first—how I counted my household cares 
but joy, miugllog with them always some plan 
lor his happiness. Then there were long eve 
nlngs when we visited together, or he read 
aloud to me while I sewed.— but now all is 
changed. Since our baby Willie came there 
has been more work, and this, with the cares of 
Vifttemity are almost too much for my strength. 
1 do not wish to keep a servant—I do not yet 
think we can afford It.—and could get along very 
well if Walter would but spend bis evenings at 
home, as he used to, and take care of baby a lit¬ 
tle when 1 am so tired. But of lute he has be¬ 
come very much Interested In politics, and has 
grown by degrees neglectful, until now baby and 
1 are left to ourselves evening after evening for 
weeks together. For tills I do not altogether 
blame Walter, however. Yon wild remember 
having heard him speak of IiMi friend and college 
chum, Morris Wells, lie lias always exercised 
a strong infinenoe over Walter, arid to him I 
ascribe much of the change in my husband’s 
manner of treating me. 
Now, Kate, I have laid my ease before you, 
leaving to your Btrong good sense to contrive 
some plan to help me. I 4wmw you can do so; 
you know I have implicit faith in your power to 
accomplish whatever you will. Do not judge my 
husband harshly ; doubtless I am much to blame 
but I want you to tell me in what respect ami 
help me to do right 
Once more let me entreat you to delay no 
longer your long-promised visit, but come and 
make happy %gaiu the home of your 
Little Cousin Mattik. 
"Well, Kit, can you help her?” 
“ I think so, father. Shall 1 go ? ” 
“Certainly, Pet. I Will try to get along with¬ 
out you awhile,, hut he sure you dou’t make mat¬ 
ters worse. Poor little Mattie! I feared her 
sunshine was too bright to last.” 
“Yes, poor little cousin; hers is oue of the 
hearts that men always tyrranize over, because 
always too sure of their power;—isn’t it so, 
father?” 
Mr. Orwell smiled. “Save your lecture for 
Walter, Kit. I have not time to listen now;” 
and he left her to her rausings. 
Three days later Kate Orwell was being 
kissed, caressed «md cried over by way of wel¬ 
come to Mattie Morton’s borne, and after the 
manner peculiar to such natures us that of its 
mistress. It was late, in the afternoon when she 
arrived, and hardly was she comfortably seated 
in the cosy sitting-room when Mr. Morton 
came home. To him this visit from his wife’s 
consin was a surprise, but a most agreeable one, 
nevertheless, for he esteemed her biglUy, and his 
greeting was hardly less warm than that of his 
wife, intelligent, pleasant and gentlemanly he 
could make himself most agreeable when he 
chose, and Kate Orwell, always a sprightly 
conversationalist, had now a motive for exorcis¬ 
ing her power to the utmost. 
Alter tea baby awoke and came in for the usual 
share of comments and admiration, in the very 
midst of which Mr. Morris Wells called for 
his friend. But Kate, only just introduced, pro¬ 
tested that he could not go. “ Your candidates 
have no claims upon my cousin that can compare 
with mine, I cannot let you have him to-night.” 
Mr. Wells gravely replied that it was princi¬ 
ples, not mi a, that claimed Mr. MortOn’s at¬ 
tention. 
“ Oh, I know all you would say. I believe I 
understand the respective political platforms 
pretty well, and my sympathies arc all on your 
side; hut don’t try to flatter cousin Walter 
into the belief that their success depends npon 
him. Speak ten minutes longer than usual your¬ 
self, and 1 am sure it will answer every purpose.” 
There was a look of mischievous defiance in 
Kate Orwell’s black eyes that was highly ex¬ 
asperating to Morris Wells. He replied in a 
tone of haughty sarcasm. 
“ We will dispense w^th the presence of my 
lriend only on condition that his place is sup¬ 
plied by Miss Oevvell.” 
She replied iu the same tone:—“ When the 
time shall eatnc, as it soon will, that women are 
allowed the right of suffrage, then Miss Orwell 
will become a political speaker; now her argu¬ 
ments could not be appreciated, and she does 
not choose to waste them.” 
Thoroughly disgusted, yet too polite to reply 
as he thought , Mr. Wells turned to his friend. 
“ W B1 you go ? W alter. ’ ’ 
“Not to-night, Morris. You must excuse 
me this time. I have served my party pretty 
faithfully of late. 
And 60 Mr. Morris left, mentally execrating 
the 6 auey, bewitching girl who had so coolly 
having a direct 
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AN ANAGRAM. 
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ANSWEBS TO ENIGMAS, &c., IN No. 885 
Answer to Geographical EnigmaSpend one pen¬ 
ny a day less than thy clear gain. 
Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma:—Be sure yon 
are right, then go ahead. 
Answer to Anagram; 
Years have pttBsud o’er me like a dream 
That, leaves no trace on memory's page, 
I look aroand me, and I seem 
Some relic of a former age. 
Alone, as iu a stranger clime, 
Where stranger voices mock my ear, 
I.mark the lagging coarse of time 
Without a wish, u hope, a fear. 
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Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker, 
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“J worn, i) like to see a woman try to rale me," 
and Morris Wells drew up his proud form and 
looked down upon his friend almost scornfully. 
“ Yon don’tknow what you would do. Morris. 
Sometimes 1 think i ought not to leave Mattie 
alone so much evenings,” replied Walter Mor¬ 
ton, irresolutely. 
“Yes, 1 have no doubt you think so. I onec 
supposed you had some, spirit, hut yon arc not tho 
same man you was two years ago.” 
“But Mattie isn’t cross nor u scold; it is very 
fieldom that she finds fault with me.” 
“Yes, very seldom now, because she isn’t quite 
sure of her empire—but Wait awhile.' Iu another 
year 6he will rule you completely and do it so 
adroitly that you won’t- know it too. Oh, you 
can’t tell me anything about women, Walt; I 
have watched and studied them too closely. 
* Give them an inch and they’ll take an ell,' all of 
them. 1 ” Walter Morton was silent, and his 
bachelor friend continued:—“ Mattie Ellis was 
a nice little girl. With a husband who would 
teach her to keep her place, I have no doubt 6hc 
would do well enough, but you let her have her 
own way too much. She is growing fretful al¬ 
ready, I perceive.” 
“ She was tired to-night, and the baby—” 
“Ob, yes, the baby is a woman’s excuse for 
everything. Y ou needn’i talk to me, Walt. I 
can see for myself how things are going. If you 
are to be scolded and cried after, because of one 
baby, you'll have a glorious life when you get 
half a dozen. Bnt go on this way if you like — 
it’s nothing to me, only 1 hate to see you make 
nock a fool of yourself.” 
Mr. Morton made no reply, but Morris 
Wells’ words bad taken effect. He bc-gHn to 
think he had been too indulgent and yielding, 
and to meditate asserting his authority. When 
he returned from the political meeting, whither 
he had accompanied his friend, he found his wife 
patiently racking the still wakeful baby. She 
looked pale and wearied, but he put down every 
impulse of pity, and took up a newspaper and 
commenced reading. It was useless to try to 
read, however, and he threw it down impatiently. 
“ Has that young one squalled all the while I 
have been gone?” he asked. 
His tones were hard and cold, and his face un¬ 
relenting. It was more than the overtaxed feel¬ 
ings ol his wife could bear, and he was answered 
only by hysterical sobs. 
New, when a man lias determined to do wrong, 1 
and is trying to reason his conscience into the I 
belief that he is right, every unheeded impulse I 
to pumie a different, course only serves to anger I 
him, and Walter Morton was_no exception to 
the rule. For the time fiery emotion of affec¬ 
tion for his wile and child were held in abeyance 
by his resolve to assert his independence; so he 
arose aud went oil to bed, leaving his wife to 
quiet both her own feelings and the worrisome 
child as best she could. He had never spoken so 
unkindly to her before, though he had been 
many times neglectful, and now it was little 
wonder that in the bitterness or her grief mid 
resentment ehe prayed that she and her child 
might die. 
The next morning her lord was most cheerful 
and condescending, nis independence once 
established he did not want to be unkind and 
made ft pretence of ignoring anything unusual 
in Ins wife’s manner, and even kissed heras usual 
before going to his business.- Bnt f he ehrank 
away from his caress; it could not atone for the 
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A chap inquired at the post-ofllce in Erie, the 
other day, for a letter for “ Enry Hogden." He 
was told there was none. “ Look ere,” he re¬ 
plied, it little angrily, “ you’ve hexamined a hodd 
letter for my name- It don’t commence with a 
baitch ! It begins with a ho ! Look in the ole 
that’s got the ho’s!” 
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ing, and was handed a sixpence. “ What,” 6ai( l 
he, “ is tills all you give a man for saving yonr 
life J” Then, taking a second look, lie said, 
" Well, faith, and I guess it is all that it is 
worth.” 
*A Queer Parcel. —The following somewhat 
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by a poor lad tied np in a brown paper, witli a 
white string, a German flute iu an overcoat, and 
several other articles of wearing apparel.” 
Why is a Washerwoman the most cruel person 
in the world? Because she daily wrings men’s 
bosoms. 
“I do not say that man will steal,” said a wit¬ 
ness on trial, “hat if I was a chicken I’d roptt 
high when he was aroand.” 
