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MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YOBKEB, 
“There whk a hand of musician* in the car 
right belt d the tender, and they kept playin’ 
all the e, bo it kept one lively, you see. I 
really did think that the engin' was *ort o'In¬ 
spired by it too, for it really did seem that in¬ 
stead of her ordinary motion, she went dancing 
along that day. 
“Well! we went on and on, through mazes 
of green trees, and by lakes and hills, and 
through valleys that's the way the story writers 
have it, don't they? until we were within 
about three miles of where we intended lo stop. 
I eommeneed to sleeken speed about Hits time, 
for a short ways ahead there was a sharp curve, 
and our orders were always lo run slow until we 
had passed it. Wo didn’t often pay much at¬ 
tention to It, though, I 'spnso we had grown 
bo ...... to It that we didn't think much 
about it. lint this time I did. I I bought I o my¬ 
self, ‘ What a terrible thing it Would be to have 
anything happen to the children on board the 
train?’ I didn’t slacken up much, though. You 
see I know nil the boys would notice It, and if l 
told them the reason they'd only laugh at me 
for bein' so direful of the lives of these young¬ 
sters, and not of theirs. 
“ II was straight for more than a mile before 
you eame full upon the curve, and ns the day 
was bright and beautiful, I could see pretty 
plain almost there, I noticed something jump¬ 
ing about on the track, blit thought lo myself 
it was one el tlie JoNES children come down 
from the house on the hill to see the plc-nlckers; 
and then 1 noliecd that whatever it was, there 
was something red about it, mid it was waved 
about in the air In n furious manner. Now, 
stranger, red in a person's hand, and waved in 
front of our engine means, at all times. ihnnicr. 
But these children were In the habit of coinin' 
down to the track a'most every day. amt wavin' 
a handkerchief or some other old ragat us as we 
passed; so I did not know what to do ill this 
ease, and we had now got so near ns to enable 
me to see that it was one of the Jones’s, though 
] thought n bigger one than those l usually saw. 
Then I resolved to act as if I know that Hag was 
meant for danger. 8o 1 grasped the throt tle ot 
rnj' engine and shut, oil steam as iptiek us I 
could. All the while the girl stood on the track 
and waved the red rag frantically about. 
“Well, stranger, we had been golti' a little 
faster I him I tiad calkolated on, amt when we 
did come to a stop, it was to liml that three feel, 
further would have brought, us against a huge 
rock that the heavy rains had washed from its 
place in (lie side of the hill, and which was 
afterwards found to weigh two and n-half tons. 
Had wo not heeded the signal given by that 
girl, I do not question for one moment the 
probable fate of all on board that train. For 
some distance before reaching the curve, and 
for nearly u mile beyond, the road runs along an 
embankment, at the bottom of which isu huge 
bed of rocks; over this embankment, unit on 
these rocks, some of the ears would certainly 
have been burled. What the consequences 
would have been t leave you to imagine." 
While a thrill of horror ran through my being, 
I could not help asking him, “ What became of 
the brave girl who had warned them of their 
danger?" 
Calling to a little fellow that I hart noticed 
at the far end of the platform, playing with a 
child still smaller than himself, who was closely 
watched b.V a woman about twenty-four, 1 
should think, and evidently the child’s mother, 
he said, “ book anything like me?” 
“Well, rather!” I replied, for t tie resemblance 
was a marked one. 
“Weil, that ere girl, stranger, is that young¬ 
ster’s mother; and as you think he looks like 
me, why you can guess the rest, can't, ye? But 
that, ain’t all of it. Yoil see, it was a mighty 
fortunate tiling, take it all round; and the 
different churches joined together, and oueYhty 
they sent a committee to make my wifeau offer 
for her old red sun-bonnet—that's what it was 
she bad in her hand to stop the train with ; they 
wanted to put It in u glass case In the Town 
Hall, they said, and there it is to this day." 
“You sold it to them then?" t said. 
"I should think so! Five thousand dollars 
was better than an old sun-bonnet, eh ?" 
I could only echo his own words and reply, 
“I should think so,” as I thanked him for liis 
courtesy, and went on my way fully believing 
that there was such things as “ Narrow Escapes” 
and “Special Providences.” 
-♦♦♦- 
A MUTUAL KUUAWAY. 
“ Vot’R aunt Carlton andooustn Jennie will be 
hero on the next train, Russell," said Mr. Wilder 
to bis nephew. “ You had better bring the 
pony chaise, and bring them from the-" 
“ Can't. I’m going away myself, sir." 
•• The— the d-1 you are!" responded ihe old 
gentleman, pushing his spectacles Up over his 
forehead, and regarding Ids nephew with an air 
of surprise amt uoiedornatioii. 
“ Yes, sir. ('hurley Hunt invited me out (olds 
place for •-> few weeks, and t thought that I 
might us well go now as any time.* 1 
“ I should say that it was a very strange time 
to lie leaving home. Your aunt, and cousin will 
consider it as a personal affront, sir.” 
“ It is not intended as such, sir. Though to he 
frank, considering the object of Jennie's visit, 
I prefer not to sec her. And I must say that I 
think she would have shown more sense of 
delicacy If she stayed away." 
“ Your cousin is a very lovely girl, Mr. Impu¬ 
dence, and won't be. likely to go begging." 
"I don’t di itilit it in the least. But for till that, 
site won’t suit me for a wife, uncle,” 
___ * - 
“ How do you know that, you conceited young 
donkey, when you have never seen her?” in¬ 
quired the irate old man, bringing Ills cane down 
upon the floor with startling emphasis. 
“Common sense teaches me that no marriage 
can be happy t hat docs not spring from mutual 
Jove. And on one thing I am resolved, that 1 
will never marry from mercenary motives.” 
“Nobody wants you to marry the girl unless 
you like her!" roared Mr. Wilder, his face grow¬ 
ing purple with rage and vexation at his 
nephew's perversity. “All that 1 ask is (tint 
you will stay and see tier. And Ibis is a point 
tliatj insist .upon yes, sir, I Insist upon it!” 
“ I am sorry to disobey you, uncle, but if I 
should stay, It would only give rise to conclu¬ 
sions that l am anxious to avoid. But 1 will toll 
you what, 1 will do: I will relinquish all claim to 
ttie property that you arc so anxious should not 
bo divided. As that seems to be the main object, 
I think that it ought to bo satisfactory to all 
part ies." 
A few minutes later, Russell passed by tlio 
window, valise in hand. 
He nodded good-humoredly to his uncle, as he 
glanced in, who glared after him in speechless 
rage. 
“ He shan’t have a penny not a penny!” lie 
growled, as sinking back in bis chair lie wiped 
the perspiration from his forehead. 
"What's liie matter now?" said the gentle 
voice ol Ills wife l’olly, who hud just entered 
the room. 
“ Mutter enough I should say. Russell has 
gone act ually cleared out, so as not to see his 
cousin. What do yon think of Hint?" 
“ I think you will have another attack of tlie* 
gout, if you get yourself so excited,” said the 
good lady, as she placidly resumed her knitt ing. 
“ What’s to be done?” 
"Nothing, that I can see. If ltusscll and Jen¬ 
nie had seen each other before they had any 
notion Hint you wanted them to marry, ten to 
one but they would have fallen head and ears in 
love with each other; but as matt era arc now, I 
don’t believe tt would be of the least use. From 
what Ellen writes me, I should thfnh*.Jcnnie to 
bens much opposed to tt as Russell. She nays 
she can't bear to hmr his inline nieutionrd, and 
that it wits as much as she could do to grt, her 
consent to come at nil when she heard that 
Russell was ui home.” 
"Thej are a couple of simpletons,” said the 
old gentleman, testily. “I’ve got half a mind 
to make another will, and leave my property to 
some charitable institution I" 
In going to Digliton, whither he was bound, 
Russell Wilder hud to travel part of the way by 
stage. 
There was only one passenger beside himself, 
for which lie was not sorry, the day being very 
hot and sultry. 
The passenger was a Indy there was an air of 
unmistakable ladyhood about her which told 
him that. He noticed particularly the dainty 
gloved hands, and well titling boots. 
Her graceful form indicated that she was both 
young and pretty, but he could not sec her face 
on account of the envious veil that hid it . 
But us soon as she got comfortably settled in 
the corner, to which Russell assisted iter, stie 
throw It back, disclosing u fair, sweet face, 
lighted by a pair of wonderful bright black eyes, 
which shot a swift, bewildering glance into his 
that, were so Intently regarding her. 
The sudden starting of the eoaOh, which sent 
some of (lie lady's parcels from the seat to the 
floor, gave Russell an opportunity of speaking, 
as he returned them, of which be was not slow 
to take advantage. 
From this they fell easily into conversation, 
and tt was curious how sociable they became. 
They talked of the bountiful scenery through 
which they passed; of tlio newest books, and 
latest magazines, some of Which Russell had 
with him. 
The lady inwardly thought her companion to 
be Hie most entertaining and agreeable man she 
ever met with. And as tor Russell, he often 
tost the thread of his discourse in admiring tlie 
red, dimpled lips, mid the pearly teeth they dis¬ 
closed whenever she spoke or smiled. 
Certain it is that his four hours' ride from 
P-- to 1 lighten were the shortest four hours 
lie had ever known in his life. 
" Where do you want to tie left, sir?" inquired 
the coachman as he entered the village. 
“At Mr. Charles Hunt's, Locust Hill. Do you 
know where it is?" stud Russell, putting his 
head out of the window. 
“ Certainly, sir. Take you there in a jiffy." 
“Why. there's where I'm going!" said the 
lady, opening her eyes widely. “Nelly—Mr. 
Hunt's wife is my most particular friend; we 
used to go to school together." 
“And Charley Hunt is my most particular 
friend, and one of the linest follows in the 
world." 
*• How very odd!” 
“How very fortunate!” exclaimed Russell 
with it meaning glance at his fair companion, 
which made the rosy cheeks still more rosy. 
“Might ( take the liberty of inquiring—-" 
But just at this moment the stage stopped in 
front of the house, on the portico of wlucb'stood 
Mr. and Mrs. Hunt, enjoying the evening air. 
in a moment Russell was shaking hands with 
the former, while his companion rushed eagerly 
into the arms of the surprised and delighted 
wife. 
" Why, what a happy surprise, Jennie!" she 
said, after spiriting her visitor off to her own 
room; "I laid given up all idea of seeing you 
this Bummer.” 
"And T had no idea of being ftbjp to come, 
until just before I started. You see, mamma— 
my step-mamma, you know—waa going to 
(hide Wilder's, and she insisted on my going 
with her, to sec that hateful, disagreeable cousin 
of mine, that they are determined to marry me 
to. So when mamma was busy packing, I just 
put on my tilings and slipped off, leaving a note 
to tell where I was going. Wasn't that a good 
joke on them all ?" 
*• t should think it was," said Nellie, with a 
burst of merriment, far more than the occasion 
warranted. “ When I saw who your companion 
was, I thought you were out on your wedding 
tour!" 
“No, indeed; never saw the man until he got 
into the stage at I* . But, really, he is the 
finest looking man I ever saw, and so agreeable. 
Who is he?" 
"Oh, I'll Introduce you when you come down 
stairs. There's Surah, wanting to see me about 
supper. You'll have only time to dress. Mind, 
and look your prettiest!" 
And with a roguish shake of her linger at her 
friend. Nellie ran away to set: about supper. 
If Jennie did not “look her prettiest," she 
certainly looked very lovely as she entered the 
supper-room, her linen suit exchanged for a 
fresh, soft muslin, whose simplicity and purity 
were relieved only by the violet-colored rib¬ 
bons in the liair and throat. 
Russell laid also taken great pains with his 
toilet, as could be seen by the spotless linen and 
carefully arranged hair. 
The pause that followed Jennie’s entrance was 
broken by Mr, Hunt, who. In response to a 
moaning glance from Ids wife, said : 
“Russell, allow me to Introduce to you your 
cousin Jennie; Miss Carlton, your cousin, Rus¬ 
sell Wilder.” 
The embarrassment which followed Hie blank 
astonishment Into which this announcement 
throw the parties, so unexpectedly made known 
to each other, wus quickly dispelled by the turn 
that wits given it by their host stud hostess, 
“[suppose you’ll want to book yourself for 
the next stage?" said Mr. Hunt slyly to Russell, 
who hud been taken Into hisl'lipnd'sconfidence. 
" And you," said the wife, turning to Jennie, 
“ I don't suppose anything could tempt you to 
remain, now that you tiara seen that hateful, 
disagreeable-—” 
“ Nellie,” interrupted Jennie, crimsoning, as 
site remembered her words. 
“Well, T won't then. But you must, let me 
laugh! Just to think of you both running in 
the same direction, and to the same place!" 
The ringing laugh that burst from Nellie's 
lips was too contagious to be resisted, even by 
those, at whose expense it was raised. 
This merriment was followed by a general 
good feeling, and a pleasanter tea-party never 
gathered around the social board. 
We need hardly say that Russell did not take 
the stage the next morning, nor did Jennie seem 
( it all disposed to cut short her visit on account 
of her cousin’s unexpected appearance. 
When they did go, they went as they came, to¬ 
gether. 
Mr. Wilder's astonishment was only equaled 
by his delight, on looking out of the window to 
see I tie two walking up the path towards the 
house, arm in arm, and apparently on the best 
of terms. 
As for Russell and Jennie, they seemed to re¬ 
gard this unexpected meeting as an indication 
of their “manifest destiny,” accepting it as 
such, much to the Joy of their uncle, whose 
darling wish was accomplished in the marriage 
of tlie two, thus made happy in spite of them¬ 
selves. 
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MAKING ENEMIES. 
Some men are afraid of making enemies,and 
1 his is well. But when this fear amounts to ser¬ 
vility, it is not well. As a general tldng, the man 
who tins no enemies Is a mere drone in the great 
hive of created Intelligence. Ho is a milk-and- 
water-man, who contents himself with doing no 
harm, while it is notorious that lie is doing no 
good. Such men are time-serving, fence-riding 
go-betweens, who creep after inen of position 
and property, and hypocritically bow to men in 
humble walks of life. They take no part in pub¬ 
lic sentiment, and smile and smirk upon all they 
come in contact with. They usually glide 
through life undisturbed, and sink into obscure 
graves, 
“ L'uwept, unhouoreit and unsung,” 
Their bones are marrowless, and though their 
hea.-ls are brainless, their lives are useless. It is 
better far to do some harm occasionally, than 
never to do any good .—Lay Preacher. 
-- 
GOOD HUMOR. 
Goon humor is the clear blue sky of the soul 
on which every star of talent will shine more 
clearly, and the sun of genius encounter no va¬ 
pors in his passage. It is the most, exquisite 
beauty of a line face; Tt redeeming grace in a 
homely one. It is like green in a landscape, har¬ 
monizing in every color, mellowing the light, 
softening the hues of the dark, or like a lute in 
a full concert of in st rumen is, u sound not at 
first discovered by the ear, yet filling up the 
breaks in l he concord with its deep melody. 
.--- 
Some men ai'e like eats. You may stroke the 
fur the right way for years, and hear nothing 
but purring; but accidently tread on the tail, 
and all memory of former kindness is oblitera¬ 
ted. 
JULY 20 \ 
GOD KNOWS THE HEART, 
BV ( XII 1(1 K ALTON. 
GOT) knows the heart, poor weary one. 
So stricken and abased ; 
lie’s noted every burning tear. 
That down the cheek has chased, 
lie knows how earnestly you strove 
To walk the path of right; 
He knows how sweet the tempter sang, 
How dark lias been the night. 
Tlio’ long Hie night of grlet and shame. 
If you hut souk liis face, 
Though men may scoir, and women scorn, 
He'll give redeeming grace. 
There's none so low tie will not stoop 
To raise them to His side, 
'Tls not the righteous He would seek, 
For sinners, Ji:sra died. 
And when tin* hitter, burning tongue 
Of slander sends its dart, 
To hlaat our hopes and blight our lives, 
Beneath its st inging smart; 
Though all may deem us base, untrue, 
That throng life's weary mart, 
It gives Us Joy mold It nil 
To know : " Con knows the heart.” 
(tun judges not as others Judge : 
Though outwardly like snow 
Some lives appear to mortal eyes. 
When all ts dark below. 
He knows the lures amid the wheat. 
He’ll gather them apart; 
He looks beneath the outward form— 
Gol) knows the pure in heart. 
-»•*•» - 
WAITING, 
How many sleep the long, lost sleep who have 
waited patiently for the fruition of some cher¬ 
ished plan, for the gratification of some desire, 
and in which the waiting lias proved the life and 
light through many weary years perhaps! Who 
can count the waiting hearts at this moment? 
Hope! that ever blessed little star that shines 
out In the darkest night, unit given the one feeble 
ray of light, and bids the sorrowing wait yet a 
little time and " yo shall receive the blessing.” 
That- aged mother, borne down with care, who 
has watched the cvcr-falthful sun rise and set 
each day of her allotted time the three score 
years anil leu is waiting still for her recreant 
son: has waited long and patiently, these many 
years, and yet hope burns us high arid steadily 
as in the bosom of the brjglit blooming maiden 
who waits for her lover at the garden gate. 
“Waiting" 'tis the watchword alike of the 
young and (lie old. Years cannot still the 
warmth it gives the heart. How it inspires all 
to strive on yet a little longer, and with iynis- 
fatini* like persistency lends one hither and 
thither; and, when ready to yield up all effort 
from sheer exhaustion, suddenly appears with a 
new light in an unlooked-for locality, and now 
hope burns liigii again. Burelytho waiting heart 
must have its reward now. But no; it is only a 
little foci added to the flame, that it. might not 
tie extinguished quite— that It should still have 
power to hope on, to wait again. Wait yet a 
little longer, patient heart; soon over the 
troubled waters ye shall hear the “Pence be 
still." On the other side you shall meet, to part 
mi more forever, that loved one for whom your 
faithful watching and waiting seemed so hope¬ 
less here. “ Blessed is he that heareth me, watch¬ 
ing daily at my gates, waiting at the posts of my 
doors." Ellas.JOL. 
-- 
Patient Toiling.— You arc tender-hearted, 
and you want to be true, and are trying to be, 
learn i liCse two things from our text:—Never to 
be discouraged because good thing's get on so 
slowly here ; and never to fail to do dally that 
good which Res next to your hand. Do not be 
in u hurry, but be diligent. Enter into the sub¬ 
lime patience of the Lord. Be charitable in view 
of it. God can afford to wait, why cannot we— 
since we have him to fall buck upon? Lot pa¬ 
tience have her perfect work, and bring forth 
her celestial fruits. Trust God t o weave in your # 
little thread into the great web, though the pat¬ 
tern shows it not yet. When Cod’s people are 
able and willing thus to labor and wuit, remem¬ 
ber that one day is with the Lord as a thousand 
years, and a thousand years as one day, the 
grand harvest of the ages shall come to its reap¬ 
ing, and ihe day shall broaden itself to a thous¬ 
and years, and the thousand years shall show 
themselves as a perfect and finished day!— 
Geo rye McDonald. 
• -♦-*-*- 
SOUND SENTIMENTS, 
If you would not have affliction visit you 
twice, listen at once to what it teaohes. 
You need not toll all the truth, unless to those 
who have a right to know it sell. But let all you 
tell bo the truth. 
PRK8BRVK your conscience always sott and 
sensitive. If but one sin force its wuy into that 
tender part of tlio soul, and is suffered to dwell 
there, the road is paved for a thousand more in¬ 
iquities. 
One of the resolutions passed by the Methodist 
General Conference was to the effect that they 
would resist all moans which may be employed 
to exclude from oup common schools the Bible, 
“ which is the charter of our libert ies and the in¬ 
spiration of pur plylHafltion,'’ j 
