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WIT AND HUMOR 
loves greet us in the light and radiance of a 
shadowless day beyond the stars. After all the 
sad days and the sober ones of this life are few 
seen in the blessed light of Eternity, and thef 
bloom of Eden does Dot seem all lost. 
The first thing that met my eyes this morn¬ 
ing, when 1 awoke, wub a tiny bird, perched on 
my window-sill, singing away in the merriest 
I trill in the world. What would you have given 
to have heard the song? It was better than 
many an aria 1 have heard from our favorite 
singers. I acknowledge, Madge, that 1 am fast 
learning to love the country, and 1 have even 
had serious thoughts of staying among the hills, 
and teaching school myself. BntT had forgot¬ 
ten ! The all-important thing is that yon must 
know enough yourself to teach others, and as 
yet I am only a “receptive faculty,” as our 
learned Professor Scjjmidt used to say, “ em¬ 
bodied in a very enticing little form !” I won¬ 
der if he ever knew how we used to laugh 
at him, and more than all at his high-flown 
; speeches. 
! How forgetful I am this morning ! I have 
I not told you a word of Claire, although she 
' wanted me to send her kind regards to you 
when I wrote. I wonder at her, as I sit aud 
look at her in school oftentimes, and try to 
imagine her as she was last year this time. She 
has not lost her identity; the same soul shines 
out of her blue eyes, but In tens! lied, it seems to 
me, in Its power; the same kindly phrases drop 
from her JJps, but witli an added grace in their 
bestowal; the very same warm, cheerful smile 
greets me daily, yet I fancy she somehow feels 
the warmth aud cheerfulness of it hendf more 
than she was wont to do. In plain language, 
dear Madge, I believe our Claike Aubrey is 
happier as the poor school-mistress than she was 
as the rich heiress; though why the should be 
continues to be a marvel to me ; she hud al¬ 
ways seemed born to such a different Btation in 
life, wedded to such different ways. Why, dar¬ 
ling, you have no idea how plain and unso¬ 
phisticated the manners of these people are, but 
then there 1* real genuine honesty about them, 
and that is the great charm for me. They don't 
say yon are beautiful when you arc not, nor tal¬ 
ented when you are not, nor bewitching when 
you know there is none of the gentle witch - 
power about you ; but they overlook all one’s 
deficiencies or never seem to notice them, lose 
sight of one’s occasional awkward remarks, aud 
put you at your ease before you have been with 
them a week. 
Little Benny, that’s Mrs. Stokes’ youngest 
boy, sat opposite me at the table last night, and 
I noticed that ho was watching me very intently, 
and finally I said, “ What makes you look at me, 
Benny? do you think mine is a pretty face?” 
Of course, I did not know what he would say, 
but I half expected some childish compliment 
from the. earnest look of bis dark eye, but it 
was no such thing. dimples deepened in 
his round cheeks as ■L .piled, “Not exactly, 
Miss Milly ; 1 was thinTing what a lot of bread 
and butter you can eat.” There’s an honest 
speech for you ! His . .other did not reprove 
him either for telling the truth, only told him 
when he went to school he would be apt to get 
pretty hungry too. 
Mr. Bowen was here last night, as Claike 
and he had some essays to look over, and when 
their work was done, they talked. The evening 
passed twice as quickly as usual, and I must say 
I had no idea he was iueh a cultivated man as 
he proves to be. Why, do you know, Madge, 
he has actually traveled over half Europe, and 
the ideas he has stored in that wonderful brain 
of his about travel and foreign lands and curious 
things in nature would astonish you. He is a 
real live nobleman, too; not one of your titled 
ones, but one stamped with the seal royal; his 
broad, high forehead bears God’s own mark 
upon it, or I am much mistaken. He is too 
tall by a couple of inches; too lean, if 1 may 
use a term more expressive than any other— 
scraggy you would say ; he wears his clothes as 
if he had not much idea of fitness, and rubs his 
hands together continually, though Claike says 
that is because he is nervous; sho always has 
some excuse for everybody's failing, but he 
really deserves it at her hands. You could 
scarce help being surprised to see the deference 
with which he approaches her,—as if she were u 
very queen, and he dare not come too near un¬ 
less she first graciously extend her scepter, 
though it is only made of common wood. 
Claire seems quite unconscious of this half¬ 
homage herself, but all the rest of us notice it. 
Last Friday morning 1 went over to the school 
house very early to get a book, and as I passed 
the window, glancing in 1 saw our quiet, re¬ 
served teacher standing by Claire’s table, and 
I had sufficient curiosity to see what he was 
about to do. He took u paper from his great 
overcoat pocket, and brought out a delicate 
bunch of ferns, with some curious scarlet-blos¬ 
somed plant bound up with it, and placed it in 
the little vase that always stands there. Wasn’t 
that a real compliment to Claire ? when we all 
know how dearly .'lie loves the simplest flower! 
I was going to tell her all about it, but when 
school commenced, she said, “ Some little fin¬ 
gers have been busy in my behalf, this morniug, 
and I am very much delighted with the gift, 
God’s best gift to us all, the dainty, fresh flow¬ 
ers, are always welcome.” 1 thought she looked 
around a little anxiously, as she lifted it lightly 
to her lips, as if .-he half-wondered who among 
us had such exquisite taste, but she did not see 
John Bowen’s deep blush, for lie stood hull' be¬ 
hind her, at the other side of the table, aud I 
thought I wouldn’t tell her then, lor it might 
make her nervous, perhaps. 
There’s Benny under the window, with like 
hands full of nuts; so adieu for the present. 
1 only wbh you could sit down and enjoy them 
with Your loving Milly. 
[Continued next week.] 
established a firm friendship, never to be broken, 
as you and I used to say; and then there arc 
some pleasant walks about here, where Claire 
and I make the most of our hours of recreation. 
We leave school in time to get our supper,—for 
you must know the inhabitants of this part of 
the world dine at twelve aud sup at half-past 
five,—and get off on the shady side of the hill, 
in some nook by ourselves, where we can watch 
the sun. set. How Claike does enjoy that hour! 
I declare, Madge, you wouldn't know her, she 
is so altered from the Claire Aubrey you used 
to knowx She was a little bit of a coquette in 
those old days, we used to think—very gay, and 
with not much time on her hands to inaugurate 
thoughtful hours ; but that is all past now, and 
she makes the most demure, devoted and sensi¬ 
ble school-mistress you ever saw. The girls all 
love her, and she makes them learn, too. f?he 
has had a splendid education, and it is being 
put in good practice now, I assure you. Lily 
Forbes says they have never had any kind of a 
lady teacher here before. Old Mr. Regulcs, as 
I call him, (only his name is John Bowen, but 
I cannot help calling him “ Regulum,” and did 
so once right to his face, because he looks so 
like that description of the uncouth pedagogue 
is “Ernest Linwood,”) has taught here for 
nearly six years, twice having an assistant fora 
few months, but they proved to be ignorant 
young women who wanted husbauds, and each 
concluded to take Mr. Bowen, but ns John 
Bowen is, after all, a sensible man, he refused 
to be taken, and the disconsolate damsels left 
to search for those other “fish in the sea,” that 
people describe as so plenty. But it’s rather 
different now; our Claire don’t think about 
such things, and the whole school love her so 
dearly that they would sooner dismiss John 
Bowen himself than iny sweet cousin, I verily 
believe, if tbc alternative were before them. 
1 read, and write compositions under Claire’s 
supervision, and 1 begin to enjoy Suakskkaue 
and Milton, though I do not much fancy the 
sharp criticisms 1 meet; and my compositions, 
Mr, Bowen says, arc quite sparkling and origi¬ 
nal. Original I grant them to be, for i never 
could do anything like any other “dacint body,” 
as our Norah used to say, but as for that other 
quality, I don’t see'where he finds it; but it is 
some comfort to write to father, and tell him 
of the compliment Dear old father! he don’t 
seem to think it at all strange, but then be is so 
partial to his loving little Milly that he cannot 
see but that I am just os talented as the best of 
my companions. 
But the supper bell is ringing, and I must seal 
up this first letter, with a promise of plenty more 
of the same sort if I stay here this long year. It 
looks as though it would be just the least bit 
dull, but 1 shall impose half my troubles on yon, 
darling, and I trust you’ll do the same by 
Your loving Milly. 
THE SONG OF THE CAMP 
The following, supposed to have been written 
by an “ old toper,” hits the point: 
TO a bottle. 
“ ’Tis very strange that yon and I 
Together cannot pull; 
For yon are full when I ana dry, 
And dry when I am fall.** 
“ Jennie,” said a Puritan to his daughter, who 
was asking consent to accompany her urgent 
aud favored suitor to the altar, “Jennie, it’s a 
very solemn thing to get married.” “ Iknowit, 
father,” replied the sensible damsel, “but it is a 
great deal solemner not to.” 
“ What a flue head your boy has?” said an 
admiring friend. “Yes,” said the fond father, 
“ he’s a chip of the old block, ain’t j’ou sonny?” 
“I guess so daddy, ’cause teacher said I was a 
young blockhead.” 
The first time JerroW saw a celebrated Rong 
writer, the latter said to him :—“ Youngster, 
Lave you sufficient confidence in me to lend me 
a guinea?" “ Oh, yes,” said Jen-old, “I have ail 
the confidence, but I haven’t the guinea.” 
“ Now, then, my hearties,” said a gallant cap¬ 
tain, “you have a tough battle before you. 
Fight like heroes till your powder’s gone; then 
—run. I’m a little lame and I’ll start now.” 
A poet intended to say, “ See the pale martyr 
in a sheet of lire,” instead of which the printer 
made him say, “See the pale martyr with bi8 
shirt on fire.” 
At what time of a man’s life does his horse 
most desire to devour him V Why, in the hey¬ 
day of his existence, to be sure. 
Bald a young fellow indignantly when called 
a boy,—“ Don’t you call me a boy; I’ve chewed 
tobacco these six years.” 
Bury your troubles, bnt don’t linger around 
the grave-yard conjuring up their ghosts to 
haunt you. 
Why should there be no free seats in a church ? 
Because you ought not to be made good for 
nothing. 
“ Pride goetb before a fall.” Sometimes be¬ 
fore a water-fall. 
BY BATAED TATLOIt, 
“ Give us a song 1” the soldiers cried, 
The oater trenches guarding, 
When the heated gnus of the camps allied 
Grew weary of bombarding. 
The dark Redan, iu silent scoff. 
Lay, grirn and threatening, under; 
And the tawny mound of the Malakoff 
No longer belched its thunder. 
There was a pause. A guardsman:said, 
“ We storm the forts to-morrow; 
Sing while we may, another day 
Will bring enough of sorrow.” 
They lay along the battery's side, 
Below the smoking cannon: 
Brave hearts, from Severn and l?om Clyde, 
And from the banks of Shannon. 
They sang of love, and not of fame, 
Forgot was Britain’s glory; 
Each heart recalled a different name, 
But all tang "Annie Laurie,” 
Voice after voice caught up the song, 
Until its tender passion 
Rose like an anthem, rich and strong, 
Their battle-eve confession. 
Dear girl, her name he dared not speak, 
Bat, as the song grew louder, 
Something npon the soldier’s cheek 
Washed off the stains of powder. 
Beyond the darkening ocean burntd 
The bloody sunset's embers, 
While the Crimean valleys learned 
How English love remembers. 
And once again a fire of hell 
Rained on the Russian quarters, 
With scream of shot, and hurst of shell, 
And bellowing of the mortars! 
And Irish Norah's eyes are dim 
For a singer, dumb and goiy; 
And English Mary xnotirns for him 
Who sang of “Annie Laurie." 
Sleep, soldiers 1 still in honored rest 
Your truth and valor wearing 1 
The bravest ure the tenderest. 
The loving arc the daring. 
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MILLY’S LETTEES 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker, 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
BY CLIO STANLEY 
I am composed of 15 letters. 
My 2,14, 1. 8 is u point of the compass. 
My 8, 2, 2, 4,15,10 is used by tailors. 
My 9. 6, 11.1,10 is a useful animal. 
My 5, 0,12, 7 is a number. 
My 14, 13, 8, 0,12,13 is a celebrated Author. 
Ny whole is good advice to give your neighbors, 
Utica, Penn. s. a. i 
C5?" Answer in two weeks. 
Brier IIill, Sept. 8th. 
Dear Madge: —You will scarcely understand, 
at first, why I am writing to you from this little 
out-of-the-way place, when only three weeks ago 
you knew that 1 intended going to New York to 
graduate at Mts. I.ARcoM’snext summer. But 
so it is; things change so fast in this world that 
it is not much wonder if we occasionally change 
with them. Jleigho! I wonder what the next 
variation will sound like, for i cannot fancy 
much in the way of music in this quiet village. 
You know where I am, and yet you do not 
know, inasmuch as you have never been here 
yourself. T hear you say over to yourself, half 
thoughtfully, “Brier Hill,” and puzzle your 
wise head over the why and the wherefore that 
could have induced Milly Franiclin to settle 
there. Of course you remember the place where 
little Nannie Bead used to live, and how *he 
used to describe it as the most beautiful spot in 
the wide world; so it is beautiful, in one sense 
of the word,—it is quiet, and that was just the 
type of rare beauty to suit our Nannie ; but for 
me it doesn't answer at all. It is all hill, and 
very steep at that, with great patches of piney 
woods growing on the sides half way down, dot¬ 
ting the light green meadow-land; only np here 
are any visible signs of cultivation; the village 
is a very small one, yet the society is good, par¬ 
taking somewhut of a kind of quaint refinement 
that you would expect to find in such a latitude. 
We have not more than a dozen neighbors; the 
rest of the people whom we meet occasionally 
come from some of the surrounding liills; 
whether these, too, are Brier 11 ilh, I know uot-, 
for, as yet, I have not explored further than the 
first pine wood, where, in spite of myself, I actu¬ 
ally sat down and enjoyed near half a day. Stay¬ 
ing away from school too, and that brings me 
right to the heart of the matter. You know 
Claire Aubrey, my charming cousin, she who 
was the belle for two seasons in our gay city. 
You admired her I know as much as one beauti¬ 
ful woman can admire another, and you will sigh 
and say “how unfortunate,” when I tell you 
that herjunele, old Simon Audrey, first failed, 
and then quite considerately died, so that Claire 
has no one to support but herself. So what docs 
she do ’but discard two of her lovers, who were 
true toiler despite her poverty, and packing up 
her reduced wardrobe start for Brier IIill, to be¬ 
come assistant toucher in this queer old school. 
1 asked her the other day wffy she chose this 
place of all others, and she told me because it 
suited her best to be as far away from her old 
Borne as possible. Dear old Claire ! I always 
call her old, though that is only my pet term of 
endearment for imy one I love dearly; she is 
just two years older than I, though no one ever 
seems to believe that I have arrived at years of 
discretion. 
Well, when we found that she would he quite 
independent of us all, and had made up her mind 
to teach, I persuaded father to send me here with 
her as pupil, telling him I could just as well go 
to Mrs. Laucom’s next year as this, and then 
mamma put in a few words about my being 
more mature in another twelve-months, and so 
better capable of appreciating the advantages of 
her far-famed Seminary, which decided my fate, 
and so hero I am. It isn't an uncomfortable 
place to be in, either; there are two or three 
real nice girls who come over to the school from 
a neighboring village, with whom I have already 
Brier Hill, Oct. 17. 
Dear Madgie : — It is lhe most delightful 
morning you ever found anywhere, and here I 
am seated by my writing-desk, at five o’clock, 
to write you of my welfare. I have not heard a 
word from you yet, hut then I shall have the 
pleasure of anticipation until your first letter 
arrives, as I feel quite sure it will this week, for 
it is now only Monday morning. 
What ha6 happened since I left home? Do 
not imagine 1 have grown so selfish as not to 
care about your incomings and outgoings, even 
If 1 am so isolated from the busy world of which 
you and I used to form such a contented part. 
Are you as contented without your troublesome 
Miij.y as with her, or do you sometimes long 
for one of the good old talks that two people 
can't have quite in perfection on paper! It is 
some cure for a restless heart to know one’s- 
self not forgotten, aud so T indulge my fancy 
by picturing you growing pale and sad over my 
absence, wishing me back as earnestly as I wish 
myself there. I wouldn’t write a word of this 
home, for it would grieve my kind mother to to 
feel that 1 was not perfectly happy, and I would 
not bring ft shadow of pain across her dear face 
for the world; no, not even for the comfort of 
her sweet sympathy. But, dear Madge, 1 must 
not give you such a letter, and only the second 
one, too! 
.1 wish I could paint now, and you should have 
a lasting record in blue and gold aud crimson of 
this perfect October day. What a genial day it 
Is! The air is fresh and cool, blowing the few 
fallen leaves about the yard, and bringing bints 
of delicious fragrance somewhere near me. The 
golden-rod lifts its bright head for recognition, 
for yon must remember I have commenced my 
favorite study of Botany again, and unnumbered 
other flowers stand out iu the meadow and wood- 
path, in the full glory of a clear autumn daylight. 
I can hear the patter of the dropping nuts just 
back of the house, and 1 am school-girl euough 
to he glad that little Benny Stokes is my faith¬ 
ful friend, and knows just where the largest and 
ripest ones lie. Over on the meadow, under the 
shadow of a graceful elm, cattle are grazing; 
once in a while standing still, lookiug as if, out 
of their great-, tender, brown eyes, they could 
discern the change on the face of the earth. 
What precious records of God’s loving kindness 
arc these visions of bloom and fruition ! The- 
old gray earth, that a short nine months ago 
looked so cheerless and gloomy, seems to me 
now like a rare-bound volume, each leaf hiding 
■within its bright borders some fair picture of 
harvestrlife, some quaint little poem of love and 
duty, or, it may be, some familiar scene that 
brings up the very cheeriest of memories and 
the brightest of hopes. True, dear Madge, 
some of the hopes were blighted almost at 
their birth, and left us for the time very deso¬ 
late ; some true friend may have been snatched 
from our side, aud the love that seemed so 
surely ours taken from us,—yet let us be faith¬ 
ful still, for the burden must some day be drop¬ 
ped, the gates of Paradise opened, and our lost 
For Moore's Ratal New-Yorker. 
AN ANAGRAM. 
Hottu si het mite ew owuld eb elbts 
Hitw God's arceplni ielsm, 
Het mite etb toms vapedpor nda estb 
Ot realn ibs ieosvgnre Iwil. 
Romulus, N. Y. Nathaniel Baley. 
jfW Answer in two weeks. 
For Moore's Rural New-Yorker, 
ANAGRAMS OF LAKES. 
A rot in O, 
Lamp chain, 
It. G. ate Halve, 
I a pet mad cat. 
A. M. Townsend 
Can see, 
At sop, 
Ih a cat, 
Or rise up, 
Seneca county, N. Y. 
Answer in two weeks, 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c., IN No. 906 
Answer to Historical EnigmaJames the son of 
Alpheus. 
Answer to Anagram: 
Truth and justice are eternal, 
Born with loveliness and light; 
Secret wrongs shall never prosper 
While there is a sunny right. 
God, w hose world-heard voice is singing 
Boundless love to yon aud me, 
Sinks oppression with its titles, 
As the pebbles in the sea. 
Answer to Algebraical ProblemThe numbers are 
8, 20, 50 and 125. 
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XO. 45 PRO AD WAP. XEW YORK. 
PUBLISHER’S SPECIAL NOTICES. 
Additions to Clubs are always in order, whether in 
ones, twos, fives, tens, or any other number. Subscrip¬ 
tions can begin with the volume or any number; bnt the 
former is the best time for those who wish to preserve 
the paper for binding, reference, etc. ZtT A new Quar¬ 
ter begins April 6th. a good lime for club or single sub¬ 
scriptions to commence. Bee head of News page. 
Thv Best Way to obtain subscribers for the Rural 
is to show the paper. Take a number in your pocket 
when you go visiting, or to the store, mill, etc. 
Remit by Bruit. —Club Agents are requested to 
remit by Draft or P. O. Orders, whenever they can be 
obtained, uud either t an be *eut a! o»r risk, 
C’AfU Advances Made, (mxhionjiexts solicited, 
Gexee.il or 8i’kcial Market Retorts 
Furnished at Request. 
P <• ,—H. F. Vail. Ctvsh’r Nnt’l Bank of Com¬ 
merce, N. V ■ Messrs. J. Bookman. Johnsu-n * Co.,.v 
V.; Gordon. McMillan c Co., Cleveland, o.; - 1 - - 
WestfiLL. Cnsh’r First Nafl Batik, .Minneapolis Minn. 
Xhomis AitrnuK, Casli’r First Nafl Bank, Newton, la.; 
Messrs. Form, Ui.vo.N Co., St Louis, Mt>.; and to any 
Banker throughout ihe Country having New York Cor- 
respondent,. 90 l*t>toam 
Men are like wagons; they rattle most when 
there’s nothing iu them. 
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