AUG. 24 
CORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
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Judies' mt-cjfflliff. 
SUMMER DAYS. 
nr ROSETTE A. ROSE. 
O ! the days arc lull of splendor, 
And the radiance of tludr light 
Weaves-a dream of fairy grandeur, 
Brightening ever to my sight; 
Nature wears her festive garlands, 
And the earth Is full of song, 
And the charms that gild the heavens 
To these Summer days belong. 
There's a wealth of untold gladness 
Breathing through the balmy air, 
And the loving cure of Heaven 
(‘hears our pathway everywhere ; 
in the shower and in the sunshine 
We itiuy see the hand of Him, 
Who will not. forget to cheer us 
When the Humraerii light Is dim. 
When the morn with crimson blushes 
Draws her curtains from the night. 
And the twinkling stars are hidden 
In a Hood of golden light, 
Nature wakes from dewy slumber, 
Full of Joy, and light, and life, 
And tlie day grows bright In gludnoss, 
With a thousand blessings rife. 
And when evening’s solemn beauty 
Charms the earth to peace and rest, 
Angel voices scent to whisper 
From the mansions of the blest, 
Of the peace and rest of Heaven, 
of the endless Summer there; 
And a solemn joy seems thrilling 
All the dewy, evening air. 
And through nil the Joyous Summer 
At the morn, or at the eve, 
In the sunshine, or the shower, 
Beauteous visions WI> may weave 
With the cares that cluster round us 
lit our weary march through life. 
And their memory will help us 
Bear our burdens, and our strife. 
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EVERY-DAY LIFE. 
1IY LEAD PENCIL, ESQ, 
I am daily getting new revelations of life. 
The mails bring them to mo. Home of them are 
exceedingly Interesting. Hero Is one which 
Illustrates ti very common phase of life, and 
that it has its 
Two Sides. 
Ida Foxglove, who is spending the Summer 
In a country town somewhere, writes: 
A gentleman has Just gone whom I have soon 
very frequently siitoe I ejime hero one of the 
flrsL acquaintances I made. I have always seen 
him in a merry, Jesting mood, good nuturcd&ml 
insincere, lulUing, Apparently, merely t<> hear 
himself lalk ; and every one whom I have heard 
sneak of him nonius b« have the same opinion. 
Ho is a merchant, thirty-live yearn of age, u 
widower soon to be married to a woman of 
twenty-three and a little girl in thought. I 
never hoard a man talk more soberly and seri¬ 
ously and sensibly, showing that lie thinks and 
draws nloso, rir.p deductions from Illr*, lor the 
same length of time than be just Ime. 1 said to 
him 
“ You have two lives, Mr.-. The surf nee 
one, in which l have heretofore seen you, would 
hardly be recognized in the one in which you 
now present yourself to rue." 
Said ho:—" Ho not wo all?—some in a lesser 
and some |o a greater degree} 1 I ursUmo the 
character which is the easiest and most com¬ 
plete rnusk. I have not talked with a person in 
eight years as 1 tmVO to you to-day.” 
He hud no reason to talk to me so, save Ills 
own pleasure; in fact, 1 have never treated him 
with other than friendly courtesy, us I do all. 
Hut I do not remember ever to have conversed 
an hour alone with a man In my life, that, lie did 
not talk sensibly nnd earnestly to me show me 
that which was best in himself, os It were, mid 
ive mo a belter opinion of himself than r bad 
efore entertained, is it strange that I grow to 
have more Instead of less confidence In men, as 
1 grow older / bong ago I was almost, n man- 
hater, regarding him as my natural enemy : hut 
woman is rarely blessed with such man-friend¬ 
ship As 1 have been. Why? Compensation? I 
usually find men more liberal, cnuritablo and 
considerate of women than women are. Why? 
I wish there wore more women who could and 
would develop. In their relations to man, the 
highest and best qualities of mind he possesses, 
and bring to the surface that other side of his 
nature which too rarely finds expression In his 
intercourse with ids follows. 
Tenement Life at Midnight. 
If physician* could toll the stories of life they 
witness and learn, it would startlo those quiet, 
even-ternporeil peopleof (vjuable lives. A phy¬ 
sician sends this Pencil the following experi¬ 
ence in Now York City: 
Last night I was out all night in a tenement 
house, with a poor woman who has seen hotter 
day a, uni there was a terrible drunken brawl in 
the next house. Such profanity and obscenity, 
yells and howls, cm--.es and prayers! The night 
was rendered hhhslllB. II seemed US though 
Pandemonium was let loose. There, right op¬ 
posin', two thin-faced, pinched-looking girls sat. 
till three o'clock in Ihe morning, making green 
silk bonnets, which they trimmed with huge 
blue leathers on the top. Just below a baker 
kneaded and patted and stirred ills cakes till 
morning dawned. A little further down in the 
same block, an anxious-looking wife, ever and 
anon. Came lo the window in her night.clothes 
and, putting her la-ad out, peered up and down 
the street in the darkness, vainly looking lor 
her husband, who did not come home till four 
o’clock, and then was full of bad liquor and 
polities. 
True, it is but a common-place glimpse of 
common placo life In the tenement-house re¬ 
gions of groat cities; but the phones of it, soon 
from a single window in a single night, by a 
physician accustomed to such scones, are sug¬ 
gestive and contrast strongly with the peaceful, 
quiet lives which others lead ill green, sweet, 
quiet country nooks. Hut talking of life in the 
country, I find among my letters one in femi¬ 
nine hand, without signature, which name from 
the country, addressed to “ Lead Pencil, Esq.,” 
which gives a vivid view of 
One Phase of Country Life 
which I trust is not common, but which, 1 have 
sad reason to know, is fur too common. Here 
it is: 
Hitting hero in the moonlight by tin: win¬ 
dow, 1 nave been watching the great moon 
sailing in the decked sky, and thinking how 
little need we would have for any other heav¬ 
en than our own beautiful world, if there wore 
only Lore enough In It.. Do J/o u know what 
life Is uHlIioul love? Did ,\no ever feel the wld>- 
waste of dreariness, tin* sickening raininess of 
heart, the wild nutreaehlng of pain, tlie tired, 
tired. Urn) exertion of breathing? Did you ever 
feel the quick tears start when a dryj licked your 
hand? Did you over turn dizzy from a sick 
faintness when people were Haltering and ca¬ 
ressing you with icord.», and feel so oppressed 
with the monkery of food held to vour lips 
which lias no taste and you Just dying of hun¬ 
ger? Did you ever hour Hi,, hum ami stir of 
busy lifti about you from which you felt you 
were an alien and bud no care or share, and feel 
the Jar, jar upon your excited nerves until you 
eould only sit and let the tears drop from your 
closed eye lids from sheer exhaust loti ; mid then 
have no place ui which you could be alone for 
even one brief hour to gain rest and courage? 
I might answer these questions categorically; 
but to what purpose? Is it not. enough that 
Other hearts whl reach out In sympathy, born 
of experience, to lids burllieriod lite which thus 
finds expression ? 
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ROYAL EDUCATION OF WOMEN. 
Although eccentricity is said to bo a plant of 
island growth, we oeeaslonlly see it eroppingout 
In continental households, and sometimes even 
in roynl palaces. For instance, I lie queen of 
Naples and her sister, the empress of Austria, 
two of the most beautiful women in Europe, 
were brought up by their lather, a Bavarian 
prince of a collateral branch, in Hie strangest 
manner possible. Pond of low society, in* would 
take them with him incognito to I lie taverns of 
Munich and the tents of the gypsies, lie taught 
them (o ride, row, shout, drive, and swim, uiul 
no one else thought of supplementing this very 
defectIvo education. Their mother, a hypo¬ 
chondriac rather than an Invalid, used to sit. all 
day reading novels in a darkened room and 
feeding her precious lap-dogs. Her children 
wore now and then ceremoniously brought in to 
see their mother, who had nothing to sny to them 
whon they were come. They hated the dogs, 
naturally enough, and were given to slyly pinch¬ 
ing their oars in consequence. The dogs yelped 
and the mother querulously complained of her 
head. Thus ended the interview, nnd the girls 
went, back to their father and their sports. 
It was rlc rlyucuv that they should receive reli¬ 
gious instruction, and the archbishop of Munich 
chose among his clergy one whom lie thought 
most, competent to the post of teacher to I he 
princesses. After a month the unhappy chap¬ 
lain wits sure to ask us a favor to be relieved of 
tills duly. The girls would laugh and talk to 
each Other, utterly unhoedfui of any remon¬ 
strance, and generally managed lo lease their 
poor preceptor beyond all patience. When the 
archbishop himself, with Infinite pains, had In¬ 
structed them for confirmation, they laughed In 
his fucc during the ceremony. All these facts 
we leurmgl from his own lips during his stay in 
Home, where he hits since died. 
The empress of Austria, however, improved 
very much after her marriage, learned Frenoh 
ami Hungarian and many other useful things, 
and became very popular both with the court, 
and the people, especially in Hungary, Her 
sister's career, less fortunate, has boon also more 
romantic, but one cannot, help deploring that, in 
her so much energy, misdirected or rather lying 
waste, Ims led to much domestic unhappiness. 
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FEMININE FELICITIES. 
A student of thoology describes a woman’s 
original sphere to bo apples. 
It is said that after Lot's wife was turned to 
salt ho could not find a fresh one. 
A clergyman said the other day that modern 
young ladles were not the daughters of Shorn 
and Nam, but the daughters of Hem and Sham ! 
An Ohio lady sent back a book she had or¬ 
dered, because the leaves wore uncut, Sho 
thought it was an unfinished copy, and was 
right. 
A Paris shopkeoper lately fixed over his door 
a notice that as his daughter had “ mode a splen¬ 
did match,” he would soil goods at a reduction 
of twenty-five per cent, for u week. 
A SOITTII-RHOBR Long Islander, on ids first 
visit to the city with Ids sweetheart, seeing tlie 
bunches of bananas In Fulton market, exclaimed 
“ I'll lie mowed Sapbrony, if them ain't the big¬ 
gest beans I over seed I” 
“These ladles are like birds that are on the 
wing,” said a humorous clerk to his employer— 
Mr. Martin—as a bevy of shop damsels left the 
store. *' Why so?” asked the proprietor. ** Be¬ 
cause it takes them a long time to settle upon 
their purchase ” (perches), replied l.ho clerk. 
A beautiful young lady who had allowed t he 
tendrils of her heart to twine fondly around a 
strapping great conductor on a horse ear, had 
her affectionate nature crushed by the discovery 
that he was taking fare from her and dead¬ 
heading another girl who lived on the samo 
street. 
^tiling foi[ the f|ouitg. 
JOHNNY’S OPINION OF GRANDMOTHERS. 
Grandmothers arc very nice folks; 
They heat all the aunts In creation, 
They let. a chap do aw he likes, 
And don’t worry about, education. 
I’m sure 1 can’t wee ttut all, 
What a poor fellow over could do 
For apples, and pennies, and cakes, 
Without n grandmother or two. 
Grandmothers speak softly to “ mil’s” 
To let a hoy have a good time : 
Sometimes they whisper, 'tiw true, 
T’other way, when a boy wants to climb. 
Grandmothers have imilllew for toil, 
And plow, a whole row In the cellar, 
And they’re apt. (If they know It In time,) 
To make chicken pie for a. “ feller." 
And If he Is had now and then. 
And makes a groat racketing noise, 
They only look over their specs 
And say, “ Ah, these hoys will ho hoys.” 
" Llfo Is only so short, at thu host; 
Lot the children be happy to-day." 
Then they look fora while at tho sky, 
And tho hills that are far, far away. 
Quite often, as twilight comes on, 
Grandmothers sing hymns, very low, 
To themselves, as they rock by tho lire, 
About Heaven, and when they ahull go. 
And then, a hoy stopping to think, 
Will find a hot tear In Ills eye, 
To know what will come at the last: 
For grandmothers all have to die. 
I wish they could stay hero and pray, 
For a boy needs tliolr prayers every night | 
Homo boys more than others, I s’poso - 
Much as I need a. wonderful sight. 
| Ethel Lynn. 
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LETTERS TO YOUNG RURALISTS, X. 
FROM COUSIN JOHNNIE, 
I wonder if any of my little cousins have a 
bow and arrow. It used to bo one of my great¬ 
est pleasures, when I wnsn little girl, to practice 
shooting ut a mark. My how and arrow were 
very simply made ; the bow being only a (legible 
ptoeo of wood, curved, and having a piece of 
twine fastened across from end lo end. It was 
, made for me l>y a kind gentleman who, with his 
family, was once spending tlie Summer with us, 
mid was like those he had made for Ids boys. 
Our arrows were of light wood, sharpened but. 
very little ut the point, so that there was no 
danger of our hurting each other. We used 
sometimes to plaeo an empty bottle on ItH side, 
on t in* top of a barrel, and try to shoot our ar¬ 
rows into ils neck. After we had all tried a 
great many l imes without success, 1, ut last, one 
<lay succeeded in making my arrow go straight 
in, and as I was the youngest, and a girl, too, it 
was quite ti triumph. We used to have famous 
times playing— Allan and Frank and I— after 
the* hoys had recited their lessons to their moth¬ 
er. It being my vacation, I bail no tasks, except 
to practice a lit lie on the piano every day. I 
had no work to do, for though we lived on a 
farm, we were not farmers -ray father having 
Ids business in the city. I am afraid some of my 
little farmer girl cousins will Is; shocked at my 
laziness; but I must tell thorn that I was not 
very strong, or I should, in all probability, have 
been made to do some sewing, as my sisters did. 
I was then nearly ten years old, Frank was 
eleven, and A li.i e thirteen. Another pleasure 
their father, Mr. D., provided for us, was a 
“Bpiing board." This was a wide plunk, routing 
at either end upon a great stone. Upon this 
hoard we would skip and prance, up and down, 
and round and round (every nowand then lo¬ 
sing our footing and going down upon the 
ground), till our legs ached. Then we would 
move the board along till ihc middle of it rested 
on one of the stones, and our spring-board bo¬ 
on me 1 ra nsformed Into a delIghtl’uI xeo-sa w. We 
also used to make runniug and standing limps 
over a string, to which sand-bngs wore attached, 
fastened by Mr. 1J. between two upright stakes, 
and each day he would raise the string a little 
bit higher, till after a white wo got to bo quite 
export leapers. Hut tlie amusement that, gave 
us tho greatest pleasure was something wo in¬ 
vented ourselves. Wo would take three empty 
barrels, and placing them on their sides in a row, 
on the barn fioor. we would each crawl Into one, 
bead first, and thou start on a race the. length of 
the barn, propelling our barrels partly with our 
feet and partly by rolling ourselves over and 
over,regardless of bumped headsor torn clothes! 
And then wc- but I must wait till next lime to 
tell you the rest of our amusements. 
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OUR LETTER8 FROM BOYS AND GIRLS- 
From Compton, Californio. 
Eoa 0. writes us from Hie Golden Htaio: 
Dear Mr, Rural Pa has boon having the Rural 
Nf.w-Yoiiker sent to him for some time, and I 
have boon very much Interested in your letters 
from hoys and girls. Pa also likes the paper 
very well. As I have not soon any letters from 
California girls, I thought, i would sny a few 
words. We are now living in a small village 
near tho 1*. A. H. I’. H. K., about twelve miles 
from Los Angelos and eight from Wilmington. 
We have a very pleasant home, a farm of fifty 
acres, with an Artesian well which raises thirteen 
foot above tho ground in a seven-inch pipe. 
We have a great many wild tlowors and some 
trees. We have not boon hero hardly long 
enough to have many boaring, but wo have 
some applo and pencil trees that, have fruit bn 
this year, and a good many grape vities which 
will bear beautifully this year. I’a whs one of 
tho first ones that came to Compton to live, nnd 
consequently the place was named after him. 
When we came here there were no white people 
living bore; thou there wen* some Spaniards, 
but now there are a great many whites. We 
have a store, a hotel, and a M. E. Church, and a 
splendid new school-house Just finished. We 
have a lumber yard, warehouse, depot oitlco in 
our town. Wo do not live in town, but about a 
mill* out of town. I like it much better, It Is not 
so dusty. 
Frames for Morning Glories, FuohBlas, etc. 
In tho Young People's department, of tho 
Rural, Ida A. H. asks for a way to make 
frames for morning glories, cypress and other 
vines, I have seen a very pretty und simple I’raino 
made by having a stake uhoul eight feet in 
length, at tho top and bottom of which are fas¬ 
tened circular boards, tho one at the bottom 
being made tho larger around. When the 
strings are fastened from one board to the 
other, the frame Is complete. 
My house plants are mostly fuchsias and 
geraniums. I have found out a queer little 
fact about fuchsia*. It is this: If from a 
fuchsia, tho blossoms of which are single, you 
take a slip with a woody Stem, it (tho slip) will 
produce a double liowor. While If tho slip has 
not a woody stein, tin* blossom will be single. 
Wo have Iried this several times and find Hie re¬ 
sult always the samo. 
A description of myself would interest no one ; 
I will simply say, I am not. a blonde. Have no 
great desire for pets, (the only pot I own being 
tho fourth share in a small brown dog,) and do 
not In the least, resemble a wild (lower. Ho I 
will close by signing myself my own homo pot 
name, given me by my mother and sister con¬ 
jointly, In consideration, I suppose, of my natu¬ 
ral characteristics.- - Fike-Okaukkr. 
Ashtabula (JO., Ohio, June, 1873. 
®ltc filthier. 
ILLUSTRATED REBUS.-No. 7. 
A beauteous line of Whittier, Inwieatlilng. 
With imagery to make t.ho weary glad, 
A thought a most delicious fragrance breathing. 
What Annie dreamed her long gone Enoch had 
The Hun of Righteousness above Ills head 
lieforo to hungering Philip she was wed. 
Rockford, III. Fourteen. 
11?/“ Answer in two weeks. 
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RIDDLE.—No, 1. 
We are little airy creatures, 
Ail of different voice and features; 
One of us in glass is sol, 
Another you will seo in Jet; 
Thon the third you will boo in tin, 
And tho fourth a box withiu; 
While if the fifth you would pursue, 
It can never fly from you ; 
And If tho sixth you would espy, 
You may find it in an eye. c. e. k. 
C34Y" Answer in two weeks. 
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PUZZLE.j-No. 4. 
A part of a song, thou to It add ono; 
. One hundred next place to tho right ; 
Myself will come uoxt; then part of a loan, 
And part of yourself do not slight. 
These placed together, if you’ll bo so kind. 
And very quickly mi island you’ll find. 
SW" Answer in two weeks. j. m. s. 
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HIDDEN LAKES.-No. 1. 
1. Mv sister 1 expect. 3. Carry it as careful as 
you can. 3. Did you see Arthur on the boat. 
4. Ho is of age, or getting near it. Hattie. 
t *T A nswor in two weeks. 
PUZZLER ANSWERS. August 10. 
Problem No. 3. —867.(10327 i acres. 
Puzzle No. 3. Pyg mn lion. 
Miscellaneous Enigma No. 3.— 
’ Twas but a moment—o’er the roso 
A veil Of motet tho angel throws— 
And. robed In Nature’s simplest weed. 
Could there a flower that rose exceed ? 
