But they did not rouse her, and with a terrible 
fear at his heart, he lifted her lightly in h'rn arms, 
saying to her father, “ My house is nearer than any 
other; we must go there.” 
Dizzy and faint with excitement, Mr. Warren 
arose to his feet, but to walk was impossible, and 
sinking hack upon the grass, he cried, “Leave me 
here and care for her. Ton can send for me by- 
and-by.” 
This seemed the only alternative, and Mr. How¬ 
land started for home, meeting 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker, 
HETTY'S VICTORY, 
lie publisher's £j ts j, 
BY .T. G. WniTTtEK, 
Her window opens to the b 2 y, 
On glistening light or misty gray, 
And there, at dawn and set of day, 
In prayer she kneels! 
“ Dear Lord r she saith. “ To many a home 
From wind and wave the wanderers come 
I only see the tossing foam 
Of stranger keels. 
“ Biown out and in by summer gales, 
The stately ships, with crowded sails. 
And sailors leaning o'er their rails. 
Before me glide; 
They come, they go. but nevermore. 
Spice ladcD from the Indian -hare, 
I see his swift-winged Isidore 
The waves divide. 
“ O Thou! with whom the night is day. 
And one the near and fur away, 
Look out on yon gray waste and say 
Where lingers he. 
Alive, perchance, on some lone beach 
Qr thirsty be’,’ 0 Pd the reach 
Of man, he heew the mocking speech 
Of wind and sea. 
“ O dead and crnel deep, reveal 
The secret which, thy waves conceal,- 
And, ye wild sea-birds, hither wheel 
And tell your tale. 
Let windB that tossed bis raven hair 
A message from my lost one bear— 
Some thought of me. a last fond prayer 
Or dying wail I 
“ Come with your dreariest truth shut out 
The fears that haunt roe round about; 
O God ! I cannot bear this doubt 
Tbut stifles breath. 
The worst is better than the dread; 
Give rue but leave to mourn my dead 
Asleep in trust and hope instead 
Of life in death 1” 
It might have been the evening breeze 
That whispered in the garden trees; 
It might have been the sound of seas 
That rose and fell; 
Bnt with her heart, if not her ear, 
The old loved voice she seemed t.o hear: 
“ I wait to meet- thee: be of cheer, 
For all Is well 1” 
BY MBS. WILKINSON. 
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“Ah me! how the systematic housekeepers in. 
this busy, bustling world of ours manage to get 
— -...’I” said Mrs. Hetty 
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along I should just like to know 
Gay, the bride of a year, while a scowl gathered and 
settled upon the white forehead and spread itself 
down to the sweet mouth, chasing the dimples all 
away and leaving an ugly frown, almost the first in 
ail her life, in their stead. 
I declare, it’s just enough to drive one mad — 
this honsekeeping—indeed it is !” and the sweet 
voice quivered just a little at first-, then a great sob 
welled up from the inexperienced little heart- which 
fluttered and heat like a frightened bird’s, and at last 
the tears would and did come as the red lips mur¬ 
mured between the sobs:—“And dear Alf is so 
particular, and such an epicure, and likes so many 
dainty things. Oh ! what shall I do ? What shall I 
do-' and Hetty sank down in dismay in the old 
kitchen chair which Bridget had so recently vacated. 
There were all the breakfast dishes to be washed, 
—not so very many to be sure, for only two had 
breakfasted from off the dainty china which looked 
such a prodigious pile to the. blue eyes,—the whole- 
house to he swept and dusted, (Hetty had three 
rooms besides the kitchen,) dinner to get (for two,) 
“ And, oh dear! the mercy only knows what all! I 
never can do it, indeed I never can!” she 30 bbed 
ere long with sev¬ 
eral of the villagers who had been alarmed by the 
stranger. A fi-w of them kept on to the river, while 
the others accompanied Mr. Howland to the house, 
where crowds of people were soon assembled, and 
where every possible means were used for Alice’s 
recovery. But all in vain they seemed, and when 
at last the poor old father reached the door he knew 
by the death-like silence pervading the room that 
[ the physician had said “no hope.” 
“ Lead me to her, somebody—lead me to Alice,” 
he whispered, and taking his out-stretched arm, Mr. 
Howland led him to the couch where Altce lay, 
her wavy hair clinging in damp masses to her fore¬ 
head, and her long eyelashes resting upon her marble 
cheek. 
Quickly the trembling flngere sought the heart, 
hut alas! they felt no motion, and more than one 
turned away to weep as they saw the look of bitter 
anguish settling down upon that father’s face. 
There was yet one test more, and laying his ear 
upon the bosom of his child, the blind man listened 
— listened, —oh, how intently he listened, while the 
lookers-on held their breath in agonizing suspense. 
Suddenly through the room there rang the wild, 
glad cry, “I hear it—she lives! she lives!” and with 
renewed courage the people returned to their labor, 
which this time was successful, for she, who had 
been so near to death, came slowly hack to life, and 
when the sun went down, its last parting rays shone 
on the bowed head of one who, from his inmost 
soul, was thanking Gon for not having written him 
“childless.” 
It was deemed advisable that Alice should 
CJnbbine the Rural with other Periodicals.-We 
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Full price. 
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Other magazines ant) ion reals are omitted for want of 
space, but may be given hereafter. 
t3f~ Answer in two weeks, 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA 
I am composed of 68 letters. 
My 5, (13, 59, 54. 12 is a river of Europe. 
My 15,1x5, 2. 59. 30 is a city in France. 
My 4 , 25. 48, 13, 52, 11, 3, 8, 36 was a celebrated Welsh 
chieftan. 
-My 3,11, 66, K, 39 is an animal. 
My 18,68,26. GO, 29, 45 was a noble Roman. 
My 1, 25, 6, 22, 41, 61,20,8 should be despised. 
My 16. 24, 43, 62 is a bird. 
My 38.9, 65,11. 68 is something we all use. 
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My 4, 20,19, 51 is a bird. 
My 3, 33.15, GO, 50, 33, 4, 27, 55, 21 was a celebrated Eng¬ 
lishman. 
My 11, 35, 51, 34, 49, 40 was one of Napoien's marshals. 
My 10, 32, 14. 67,17, 28 is a savage observance. 
My 1, 64, 33, 53, 58, 36, 63, 27, 46 is a desirable quality in 
food. 
My whole comprises two very familiar lines of poetry. 
Newburgh, N. Y. D. F. Wood. 
S3F" Answer in two weeks. 
How to Help the Rural.— There are numerous way* 
in which Us friends can aid ia circulating the Rural. First, 
show the paper, or talk to your friends abont it, or both. Get 
up a club, or aid some friend to do so—or Induce your P. M. 
to act as agent. Our premiums are liberal and Bure. Send 
for the list, which (together with the show-bill, prospectus, 
&c.,) we send free. A little effort will secure a good club in 
almost auy locality, and this Is the best season to make the 
effort. Reader, will yon please see that the matter is at tended 
to in your neighborhood ? 
“If I could only leani,” she at length whispered 
through her tears, “but how can I? There- is no 
one here to show me, and then dear Alf will see 
how awkward I am. That is worst of all /” 
There was a ring at the door, and Hettt sprang 
up, bathed her eyes, gave one dubious look back at 
the huge pile of china, and brushing away the golden 
mist of ringlets from her face prepared to obey the 
summons. 
“ Oh ! I do hope it is only the butcher with the 
roast,” she murmured, giving a hasty glance at the 
little mirror in the dining-room, where a pair of 
s woolen eyes and & troubled face confronted her. 
“ Oh, Lou I where did you come from V' cried Mrs. 
Hetty eagerly—the dimples all coming back and 
the ugly scowl vanishing like a dream when she en¬ 
countered the smiling face of Lor Burton at the 
door. The friend of all others whom she most 
wished to see at this particular juncture was this 
same Lou Burton, and she had thought of her at 
least a dozen of times since Bridget’s abrupt leave- 
taking ; hut then she lived so far away, it was of no 
use, she thought. 
“But, dear Lou, how did you happen to come 1 ' 
just now P* 6he said. “ My good genius must hatfjjl 
sent you here to-day, I’m sure, for I was so wretch¬ 
ed. Bridget left this morning, you see, and I’m all 
alone and have been crying like a great baby this 
half-hour t I’m so stupid, you know, and as igno¬ 
rant of housekeeping matters as a two-days-old 
baby, which I woul.l’nt have Alf know for all the 
world. Come with me, Lou—that’s a deal’—right 
out to this awful kitchen, and give me my first 
lesson in housekeeping!” 
“ But you’re not going to work in that elegant 
cashmere wrapper, are you, Hetty ?” asked Lou 
Burton, the practical little housekeeper and econ¬ 
omist that she was. 
“'Oh, it wont hurt it, just this once, you know, 
and—” 
“But it will, Hetty,” persisted Lou. “Now, 
you go and slip on a plain calico, while I go to the 
kitchen and commence operations,” 
“ But will you stay a whole week, dear, and help 
me through?” said Hetty, imploringly, as she 
turned to obey. 
“ Certainly, I will,” answered Lou, laughing in 
spite of herself at Hetty’s beseeching look. 
“Now, mind you don’t do a thing till I come 
there; for I must learn , you know,” called out 
Hetty after her. 
Dinner time came, and with it “dear Alf,” as 
“hungry as a bear,” he said, for he had been out 
on a collecting tour, and was ready to “ devour a 
whole regiment.” After a hearty welcome to Het¬ 
ty’s friend he led the way to the little dining-room. 
“ Whew, Hetty !” he said, after surveying the 
appointments with a critic’s eye; “ I do believe you 
beat Bridget, after all. Just look at this roast, 
now; it suits me to a charm—just brown enough, 
and done to perfection ; and these rolls are as light 
as a feather. How splendidly the table looks! 
Everything just where it belongs ! I declare, that 
Premium List, Show-Bill, &c. —Onr Premiums to 
Clnb Agents are more liberal than ever before, but we have 
not space to give a list of them in the Bubal. Premium Lists, 
Show-Bills, Specimens, &c., are promptly sent, free. Give aa 
your address, and that of any friends disposed to form clubs, 
that all may see our offers of " Good Pay for Doing Good.” 
Our Club Rate.— The lowest Club Rate of tbe Rural la 
$2.50, and If any agents offer it for less they must pay ns that 
price. Our rates are Invariable, and none are authorized to 
depart from them—though of course we cannot prevent agentB 
from doing so, or even giving away the paper. 
remain 
where she was for a day or two, and into a large, 
pleasant chamber, overlooking the town, they car¬ 
ried her, Miss Elinor constituting herself the 
nurse, and ever and anon bending down to kiss the 
lips of the young girl who had so narrowly escaped 
a watery grave. 
Meanwhile, in the parlors below, both Mr. War¬ 
ren and Mr. Howland were- making inquiries for 
the stranger, who, after giving the alarm, had sud¬ 
denly disappeared. No one had seen him since, and 
of those who saw him before, none knew who he 
wa6 or whence he came. 
“If I could only have heard the sound of his 
voice, I should know him anywhere,” Eaid Mr. 
Warren, while Adelaide Huntington, who had 
not been there long, and who, for some reason, did 
not like to hear much of the stranger, suggested 
that it might have been some foot traveler, who, 
not caring for thanks, had gone on his way. 
This seemed probable and satisfactory to all, save 
Mr. Warren, who replied, “ If he only would come 
Back, I’ve nothing in the wide world to offer him, 
but an old man’s blessing might be of some avail, and 
that he should have, even though he. were my bitter¬ 
est enemy, and had done me a terrible wrong.” 
There was a deep flush on Adelaide’s cheek as 
Mr. Warren said these words, and turning quickly 
away, she walked to the window to hide the emo¬ 
tions which she knew were plainly visible upon her 
face. She seemed gTC-atly excited, and far more in¬ 
terested in the accident than her slight friendship 
for the Warren3 would warrant, and when she 
learned that Alice was to remain, she, too, insisted 
upon staying ail night, provided she could be of any 
assistance. But Miss Elinor declined her offer, 
and at a late hour she started for home, managing 
to steal away when Mr. Howland did not see her. 
She evidently did not wish to have him acc ompany 
her, and for a few succeeding days she avoided him, 
going to his house but once, aud that on the morn¬ 
ing when Alice was taken home in the carriage. 
There was something preying upon her mind—some¬ 
thing, too, whose nature neither Mr, Howland nor 
his far-seeing sister could divine, though the former 
fancied he had discovered it when, a little more 
than a week after the accident, she came to him 
with her face all wreathed in smiles and handed him 
the entire amount of money then due for the rent. 
“That provoking agent, had attended to them at 
last,” she said, “and she was so glad, for it was 
very mortifying to be owing any one!” 
“And this is what has been troubling you of 
late?” said Mr. Howland, who was greatly pleased 
at seeing her appear like herself again. 
“Then you noticed it,” answered Adelaide, col¬ 
oring crimson, and addiug hastily, “ We have re- 
No Traveling Agents arc employed by us, and we pure 
to certificates of auoncy. Any person so disposed can act ns 
Local Club Agent, cn bis or her own authority, and compete 
for premiums, etc.,—but beware of travelers. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
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Yorker, and RepubllBhed by Bequest.] 
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greatly facilitate the correction of any errors which may be 
made at either end of the line. 
ALICE AND ADELAIDE 
Bnclt Numbers of this Volume (from Jan. 4) can still be 
supplied, and they are forwarded to all new subscribers un¬ 
less otherwise ordered. 
For Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
MATHEMATICAL PROBLEM. 
Four men agreed bo bnild a barn for $346.50. A worked 
14 days, 12 hours each day; B, 18 days, 10 hours each day; 
C, 15 days, 11 hours each day; D. 10 days, 9 hours each 
) day: how much should each man receive ? 
I3f~ Answer in two weeks, 
BY MRS. MARY 3. HOLMES. 
[Continued from page 60, last number.] 
Chapter VII.—The Unknown Deliverer. 
Very rapidly the spring passed away, and the soft, 
Bunny skies of June had more than once tempted 
the blind man and his daughter into the open fields, 
or the woods which lay beyond. Their favorite re¬ 
sort, however, was a retired spot on the hank of the 
river, where, shut out from human eye, they could 
6 pcak together of the past, the present, and what 
the future might bring. Here one pleasant after¬ 
noon they came, and while Mr, Warren talked of 
his childhood and his early home, Alice sat sewing 
at his feet, until growing somewhat weary she arose 
and began to search for wild flowers upon the mossy 
bank. Suddenly espying some beautiful pond lilies 
floating upOD the surface of the water, she ex¬ 
claimed, “Oh, father, father, these must be white 
lilies just like those you used to gather when a boy.” 
“ Where, where!” the blind man asked, and all 
over his wrinkled face shone the intense longing he 
felt to hold once more within his hand the fair blos¬ 
soms so interwoven with memories of his boyhood. 
“They are here on the river,” Alice replied, 
“and I can get them, too, by going out upon that 
tree which has partly fallen into the Stream.” 
“Don’t, Alice, don’t, there may he danger,” Mr. 
Warren said, shuddering even while he spoke with 
an undefinable fear. 
Bnt Alice was not afraid, and springing lightly 
upon the trunk of the tree she ventured out,—fur¬ 
ther, and further still, until the lilies were just 
within her reach, when alas, the branch against 
which she leaned was broken, aud to the ear of the 
blind man sitting on the grass there came the start¬ 
ling cry of “ father,' 1 ' while a heavy splash in the 
deep, dark water told that Alice was gone' 
In wild agony the distracted man ran to the 
water’s edge and unhesitatingly waded in, shriek¬ 
ing, as he did so, “ My child! my child I Is there 
no eye to pity, no arm to save?” 
Yes, there was an eye to pity, and it raised np an 
arm to save; for, rushing from a clump of alders 
which grew not far away, there came a rough, hard- 
featured man 
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What is the only pain that we make light of? 
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Shout calls are the best, as the fly said when it lit npon 
a hot stove. 
Why is t he letter D like a equalling child ? Because it 
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What sort of a cravat would a hog be most likely to 
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V uen is a little poem like an acre of land unpaid for ? 
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Women often go to the destruction of their husband’s 
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When may money be called wet ? When it is dew (due) 
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A fool in high life, is like a man in a balloon; everybody 
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Judy knows a man who got two black eyes in endeav¬ 
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woman fighting in the street.” 
An Irishman says that "the best remedy for baldness 
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Two maids were walking in the grove, 
(They both were growing old,) 
The one to tell a tale, of love. 
The other to he told. 
“ He is not rich,” the elder said, 
“ Nor handsome, nor high-hom ; 
The man whom I propose to wed 
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Wringing the water from her brown hair, the 
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and bending over her still, white face, looked earn¬ 
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he hoped, and swimming to the shore, he laid the 
unconscious maiden upon the grass, resting her 
head in the lap of her father, who cried, “ Is she 
dead? oh, tell me, is she dead?” 
But the stranger made him no reply save to take 
his hand aud lay it on the little heart which was 
heating, oh, so faintly! Then with rapid footsteps 
he walked away, half pausing once and dashing 
aside a tear as he heard the poor old man call after 
“Don’t leave me all alone, for I 
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him imploringly, 
am blind, and Alice’s heart will stop heating, I’m 
afraid. It has stopped beating! She’s dead! oh, she's 
dmdP ’ he screamed, as in the distance he heard the 
tramping footsteps going from him fast. 
Still, though he knew It not, they went for him, 
and Mr. Howland, whom chance had led that way, 
was surprised in his walk by the 6udden appearance 
of a man with uncovered head aud dripping gar¬ 
ments, who ;bade him hasten to the river bank, 
where a young girl, he feared, was drowned. 11 1 am 
going for a physician,” he said, and he sped away, 
while Mr. Howland hurried on to the spot where 
’ Alice still Lay insensible, and whiter than the lilies 
for which she had risked her life. Over her bent 
Ta the poor blind man, his tears falling like rain upon 
f ber face, and himself whispering sadly, “It’s darker 
now than midnight,—they are all gone from me— 
wife, daughter, all; ob, Alice, Alice, my bright, 
m y beautiful one. Why did God take you from me 
ft) when I needed you so much ?” 
i® “She may not be dead,” said Mr. Howland, and 
Si touched with the grief of the stricken man, his own 
tears dropped on Alice’s face. 
irom the wads of Cheshire was recti s’ed one morn¬ 
ing, having the simple superscription, “ For moi 
Son, London.” After passing through a succession 
of hands, it was at length duly deposited, along with 
a thousand other letters, at a left-till-called-for office, 
there to await the chapter of accidents, A few days 
afterwards a simple-looking countryman presented 
himself, and inquired, “ Han yo gotten a lettnr for 
me fra moi feythur ?" A titter, a whisper, a signifi¬ 
cant nod of the head on the part of more than one 
official, then a rummage amongst the pigeon-holes, 
and “ feythur’s” letter was found and handed to the 
son, who looked upon the whole proceeding quite 
as a matter of course. 
p ABBAGE SEED, 
^ IMPROVED BRUNSWICK. 
The Earllst , Shortest Stemmed, and very best Drumhead vet 
oflered, The Boston Market Gardeners all use It in nrefer- 
ence to any other, and to show how highly it is eateemed In 
this market, we will state that it sola readily at ?5,00 per 
ounce the past season, and all were well satisfied that it is 
the best variety for cither early or late planting ; every plant 
V 11:11 .pdl crown, Weikhinc from 20 to 
30 tt-s., and requll inR only ordinary CUltlvttUoh. This variety 
was first introduced by our Mr. techie yet. price, 25 Or 50 cents 
per packet, or per ounce, free by mail. We have also to 
oflel a small quantity of the- Karly RostOtt Market Tcrmeito 
Seed, tlie best variety for market or CaniUv use, ranee III cents 
per package, \\ e oiler a laree and well selected stock of all 
tbc leading varieties of Seed?. &¥ a CatlloRue “ 
II rite youi address plain. A. SCHLEGEL & CO., 
9-12-freo to South Market St., Boston, Maes. 
Correspondence in Emtlieh or German. 
1 00 OOO ‘'Brut AND CHERRY STOCKS 
tflrfr A r?DR(IN A, TjE> l T»Wni§ r ? ,,c Mines, for Sale cheap, by 
Iv-CHAI.DbON & BELLOWS, Geneva, N. Y. ‘id 2 - 2 teo ' 
Statistical Sophistry.—T he precise nature of 
the difference between the collection of duties and 
the performance thereof may he ascertained by com¬ 
paring our revenue as it is with what it ought to he. 
Enemies are as necessary to the proper develop¬ 
ment of the full grown man as friends. When lived 
that man who amounted to anything but could 
count his enemies by the score ? 
