SEPT. 24 
Juulies’ 
“AFTER A DAY LIKE THIS.” 
“ After a day like this,'' dost thou, 
When counting sweet your blessings— 
After the sunlit day,— 
Dost wait for the caressing 
Of Ille so far away ? 
Doth ever long to measure. 
In one deep, soul-drawn kiss. 
The love thl > heart doth treasure 
To crown thy I'.fo with bliss ? 
Doth think upon the blossom 
Tnut once, a withering bud, 
Was molderlug in the darkness, 
Its leaflets stained with mud— 
Was shrinking from the sunshine, 
Shrank shivering ill the rain, 
Wits waiting for tho love-wine 
To make it whole again I 
And when the warm life-red shower 
Fell from thy tender hand, 
Each hidden petal felt tho power 
lake zephyrs angel-fanned. 
And slowly. Iraf on leaf unrolled, 
With fragrant, quivering thrill. 
Till boundless wealth of love untold 
Now waits thy wish and will! 
Would come and linger near thee, 
Like Incense in the air— 
But burthen—never fear me; 
To bless. Is all my care. 
Thank Gon for all your blessings 
For all your loved ones care. 
1 bless their sweet earessings 
And you, in love-light there ! 
EVERY-DAY LIFE. 
IIY LEAD PENCIL, EFQ. 
Cost of Living. 
I met Tut Jones tho other day, who is a well- 
to-do young farmer, industrious, sensible, eco¬ 
nomical, but not penurious. 
“ Why don't you get married, Tim 
“That's a direct question,” was the reply, 
“ and I am w illing to answer it directly. I don’t 
dare do it.” 
“ Why not?" 
“Because I cannot- thirl u girl who will have 
me and whom I can love, whose education and 
habits at home have filled her to become a wife, 
mother, and tho economical and wise manager 
of household affairs. I want to marry; would 
be glad to marry, and would try to make tho 
woman happy whom I should ttsk and who 
would consent to become my wife. But there 
is such a state of unrest about women such 
inquietude, desire for something they have opt, 
to go where they arc* not, IO see what they see 
not, to be what they are not and cannot be, to 
live In a style I hey cannot afford, to lead arti¬ 
ficial and superficial lives, to see and be seen, 
to dress and bedizen themselves with loL-de-rols 
that I cannot furnish from my resources, that 
I despair of marrying. 1 tell you tho whole 
American system of education, both of boys 
and girls, needs remodeling, or increased ce¬ 
libacy and fearful licentiousness will he the 
result.” 
“ But there are some sensible girls left." 
“Perhaps; and doubtless as many as there 
are sensible boys; but they are far too rare. 
If I find one she is without health ; or she has a 
“mission" to fulfill: or she don't want to live 
on a farm ; does not like or knows nothing 
about farm life; or—well, the fact is, I can't 
find one who will accept a man for what he 
is and adapt herself to his condition and cir¬ 
cumstances, unless he happens to be as rich as 
Crcescs." 
“ Well, what are you going to do about it?" 
“ I am going to hire some old-fashioned house¬ 
keeper to take charge of my household affairs; 
and whether she stays with me will depend upon 
her economy*, good sense, and the kind of home 
she makes for me. True, it is a dreary kind of 
prospect; but I know that such relation will 
only exist as long as I will it shull.” 
I know several Tim Joneses. 
"To Be Remembered." 
A young bachelor of fine culture met the 
wife of one of my friends and her lady friend 
during oneof the past Summer excursions. The 
husband visited New York and in due time re¬ 
ceived a letter from Ills wife, in which she ex¬ 
pressed a wish (for be-rsolf and her lady friend) 
to be remembered to Mr.-, the young bach¬ 
elor ; whereupon tho latter handed the husband 
the following impromptu to bo transmitted as a 
response. The husband met me and stated the 
circumstances and I at once saw in it one of the 
unostentatious and unrevealed phases of Every¬ 
day Life which are common among the more 
cultivated, but which are too rarely taken into 
our estimate of the features of American Soci¬ 
ety. Here it is: 
I am not likely to forgot 
The perfect day when first you knew me, 
With all its loveliness; and yet 
You ask “to be remembered” to me. 
Ah! In the book of life, where brief 
The pleasant chapters are, and fleeting, 
Reluctantly wc turn the leaf 
Which holds the tale of some kind greeting. 
But days are nimble things to fly. 
And all too soon the page Is hidden ; 
Yet oft is memory, with a sigh, 
To tell its happy story bidden. 
MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
V 
And so you need not fear at all 
(Sure, there Is time enough to try me), 
That many a season’s leaves shall fall 
And you shall he remembered by me. 
“The Loveless Life." 
I think “ Cousin Johnnie" entirely mistakes 
the cause of I he “loveless life” of my corre¬ 
spondent. I have evidence that til is cry for love 
was not simply the result of that natural and 
common yearning for a mate which prevails 
amongyoung wotnon not a morbid sentimen¬ 
talism, but the unburdening of a soul that had 
passed through deep waters that had tasted 
the dregs- of a bitter, burl honed, barren life 
that was yearning to lift its heart and head 
above the iliorns and thistles which surround il 
Into the sunlight where it. may bloom and gain 
a healthful vitality. Nor was this wail the re¬ 
sult of “ disappointed love," but oneof a hungry 
-onI l i ving for food, for compensation for the 
years of self-sacrifice and self-abnegation which 
have made up her life. The remedy must be of 
a practical character practically applied. No 
sentimental preaching will comfort such a 
heart. With that It has been gorged; it must 
be real food, lull of nutrition, and which wilt 
both strengthen and comfort. 
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WOMAN PERSONALS. 
Mus. Drake Mills, who fell from her win¬ 
dow at the Metropolitan Motel In Washington, 
on the -Oh of July, and was killed, was a very 
wealthy widow, and v ery eccentric. She had a 
fortune of millions from her husband, yet she 
occupied one small room, up four tlights of 
Stairs. She had more fine diamonds and jewels 
than any woman in America. One of her brace¬ 
lets once belonged to Rachel. She was fond 
of rich and rare laces, having an immense 
amount, and her dresses ware of the richest 
silks and velvets. She was coarse looking, with 
a red face, uml a fat body. She bad one of the 
finest, turnouts in Washington, with ueoiuihrimn 
who was once in the service of Lord Napier. 
Her lap robes were made of white ostrich feath¬ 
ers and satin. She had been nearly all over the 
world, and had crossed live Atlantic twenty-four 
times. She was very benevolent, and spent her 
last years In doing good. She was constantly 
among the poor and suffering, and befriended 
many poor chambermaids, scrub girls and laun¬ 
dry girls. She educated many girls and hoys. 
Several hundred young women look to her as a 
benefactress. She was a well read, woll-cdu- 
ealed woman, whoso one fault is said to have 
caused her death. 
Madame I 'a clink Lucca is famous for her 
kind - hcartodness, affection, generosity and 
courage. She usually lives in the Victoria 
Strnsac. Berlin. Last Spring siie had a country 
house .just, outside of tho city. One night, it so 
happened that She was alone in the house, with 
the exception of a chambermaid. While sitting 
at her table, before a glass, reading some letters, 
she looked up and saw a man’s lace passing 
from a cupboard In the rear of the room. She 
recognized him as a servant who had been dis¬ 
charged for general bad conduct, and knew be 
meant to rob her of her Jewels and perhaps 
murder her. What.should she do? Tho cham¬ 
bermaid coining in, the thief withdrew into the 
cupboard. She requested the maid to go and 
fasten the door opening into the garden, end 
then saying that she would take a short walk 
before retiring, she wont, out of her room, fast¬ 
ening the door behind her. The thief was 
caught. Taking a revolver from the study 
table, she wont to the window, and threatened 
to shoot the man if he attempted to escape. She 
fired at him once, shivering the glass. Watch¬ 
ing him all night, the servants arrested him in 
the morning when they returned. 
It is now asserted that Mrs. Emtlte .1. Merri- 
man, who has married Pf.rr Hyacinthe, was 
separated from her husband some years before 
his death, sold a small house and lot In Brook¬ 
lyn, and went abroad with her daughter, acting 
as agent for a patent corset and endeavoring to 
act. as correspondent for papers, in which lust 
she was not successful. She w«8 converted to 
Itonumism while abroad; then returned to Now 
York and relapsed into Protestantism under tho 
ministration of the pastor of the Church of tho 
Tabernacle; she again returned to Paris, where 
Perk Hyacinthe converted her back to Ro¬ 
manism and was converted by her into her 
husband. 
The loss of Mrs. Geo. W. Howard of Sharon 
Springs was one of the saddest events connected 
with the Metis disaster. She was married on 
Wednesday, and starting for Pawtucket, R. I., 
was drowned on Friday morning. What was 
supposed to be her body was found, and as there 
was a ring upon her hand with tho initials “ N. 
A." upon it, the same as the bride’s, it was sent 
to Sharon Springs for the funeral. When tho 
eotlin was opened at the residence of her pa¬ 
rents, the discovery was made that it was not 
Mrs Howard. The body of Mrs. Howard was 
picked up by a schooner, and taken to Newport, 
where tho afflicted husband found it. 
Mrs. Henry Keep of New York bus Just fin¬ 
ished a f75,000 mausoleum to the memory of 
her husband. It is erected at Brookside ceme¬ 
tery, Watertown city, N. Y. It is a granite 
tomb in the form of a Greek cross, with a dome 
in the center, and stained glass windows In the 
ends of the cross. The tomb contains three 
stone sarcophagus, one for each member of the 
Keep family. Life size statues of Mrs. Keep 
and her daughter, in Cana marble, by Volk, 
are kneeling by the side of Mr, Keep's coffin. 
The tomb is open to tho public, 
mailing foi[ the fJottng. 
THE SHEEP, CAT AND HEN. 
A Nursery Song. 
A s 1 walked over the hill one day, 
1 listened and hoard a mother-sheep say : 
“ la all the green world there *s nothing ho sweet 
As my little luinmto wll h Ills nimble feet; 
With eyes so bright, 
And wool so white ; 
O ! lie Is my darling, my heart's delight.” 
And the mother-sheep and her little ono 
Hide by side lay down In the sun, 
And they went to sleep on the liill-sldo warm, 
While my little lammio lies here on my arm. 
it. 
I went to the It 1 tell on and what did 1 see, 
But the old gray eat with her kittens three t 
I heard hor whispering soft; said she. 
“ My kittens, wttli tails so cunningly curled, 
Are the prettiest things that can he in the world. 
The bird on the tree, 
And the old uWc-sIio 
May love her balilosexceedingly; 
But 1 love my kittens there. 
Under the rocking-chair. 
1 love my kittens with all my might, 
I love them at morning, noon and night; 
Now i'll take up my kittles 1 love, 
And we'll lie down together beneath the warm 
stove.” 
Let the kittens sleep under the stove so warm, 
While my darling lies lieic on my arm. 
ill. 
I went to the yard and 1 saw the old hen 
Go ducking about with her chickens ten. 
She clucked, and she scratched, and she bustled 
away. 
And what do you think I heard the hen say? 
1 heard her say, ” The sun never did shine 
On anything like to these chickens of mine ! 
You may hunt tho full moon and the stars, If you 
please, 
But you never will find ten such chickens us those. 
My dear, downy darlings, my sweet lit tle things, 
Como, nestle now cosily under my wings." 
Ho the lien said, 
And the chickens all sped 
As fast as they could to their nice leather bed. 
And there let them sleep in their feathers so warm, 
While my little chick lies here on my arm. 
I TVcman’s Journal, 
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LETTERS TO YOUNG RURALISTS.-XII. 
FROM COUHtN .JOHNNIE. 
Three cheers for my irrepressible lit tie Cousin 
May M., who, though “her last letter was re¬ 
jected,” 
Picks up her pen 
And writes again! 
And now, behold hor perseverance has been 
crowned with success, at) all perseverance is sure 
l.o bo, sooner or later. But Cousin Johnny 
doesn’t like her staying out of school to take 
music lessons. Could she not keep on with her 
studies and still find time for tier music? Cousin 
Johnny knuwsa dear little gil l of eleven years, 
who rarely ever misses a lesson in school, who 
practices t wo hours a day on tlu; piano, and yet 
is as playful and healthful und happy a child as 
one could wish to see. The great secret of hav¬ 
ing “time enough ” is to have a regular time 
for everything and to use up all the little odd 
moments. I hope May will succeed with her 
skeleton oouquct,...H. W.S. must save all Iho 
curiosities he finds that tell us of races of men 
or animate who formerly exist ed on Mic earth. I 
know a very learned gentleman who from some 
o ! d bones found in the marl pits and clay batiks 
cun describe tho animals to which they once be¬ 
longed but which arft now extinct. Ch arley 
C. will please accept Cousin Johnny’s thanks 
for trying to follow hor suggestions about 
letter writing. It is very gratifying to her 
that her little cousins think enough of her to 
remember what she says and do what she sug¬ 
gests_I am sorry J. Frank L. should have 
lost his little wrens, but I feel almost certain 
that though he felt very much grieved ho did 
not- have any hard feelings towards the old cat. 
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OUR LETTERS FROM BOYS AND GIRLS. 
A Little Student. 
Dear Rural:—! began the study of botany 
last Spring, and went out on the banks to get. 
some buds. I gathered some sumach buds, and, 
af ter examining them, not knowing what they 
were, l must have rubbed my eyes, for they 
were poisoned so badly as to prevent my going 
to school for a week. I thought I would tell 
you, for fear some of the boys or girls might 
take hold of sumach and get poisoned, loo. 
Cousin Johnny expects to have her music 
scholars come to her house at the end of tho 
quarter and play for their parents, who are in¬ 
vited to come and hear them. I have some 
pretty pieces among them. One is the “Chate¬ 
laine Waltz” and “ Recollections of Vienna.” 
! would like to know ot some more, if any of 
the girls can tell me any pretty pieces. Cousin 
Johnny is a very good teacher, but she does 
not approve of giving too many pieces. I would 
like to know it any of the girls can find four- 
leafed clover. 1 have found a great many here 
this Summer—four and five both, I like to 
make fancy work after the patterns in the Ru¬ 
ral. I copied a very pretty pattern for braid¬ 
ing und am going to try it on cloth. X would 
like very much to correspond with Wild Rose, 
if it would bo agreeable to her. — Sarah V. AY., 
Malawan, N. J. _ 
A Southern Orehard. 
Lydia D. O., of Tilton, Ga., writes ns follows: 
Well, Mr. Rural, if you could observe us every 
Saturday morning, whuR Pa comes from the P. 
O,, you would laugh to see sister Mary, Ma and 
T grabbing to gel, you first. Our Rural is tho 
only one that comes to lids P. O. I think I shall 
try to form a club. I must tell you something 
about my Pa's orchard. Wo have ho pear trees, 
111 cherry trees, 75grape vines, 25 plum trees, 15 
quince trees, HUO apple trees, BOO peach trees and 
a great many other binds of fruits. We have a 
nlco (lower yard, Wc lmve a walk with about 
twenty colors of phlox bordering it; live nice 
beds of petunias; a large tied of verbenas; a 
nice tied of grass pinks; a largo bed of prairie 
pinks; a pretty bed of carnation plnlts, and a 
very nice bod of lova-in-u-mist, and a great, 
many of James V iuk’s tlowers. I have a large 
water and musk melon patch. I have some cu¬ 
cumber patches and some nice tobacco. It 
grows very fast. 
About a Turkey Cobbler. 
I am a little boy 10 years old. 1 live in Berlin, 
Erie Co., Ohio. Pa takes your paper, and wo 
like it very much. I like to read the letters 
from the Girls and Boys. I will write to them 
about our turkeys. We have a gobbler that has 
set and hat churl a In nod of young turkeys— bets 
proud, I tell you. lie comes to the kitchen 
door throb or four limes a day to have his little 
ones led. He will call and make a great fuss 
until wc feed them. He Isa tip-top mother. If 
any of tho readers of the Run u, have a gobbler 
that has done as well, I would like to hear from 
them.—G. K. c._ 
From a Young Shepherd. 
Dear El), of the Rural : I am a boy 12 
years old. My father follows farming and owns 
two farms und 250 acres of land. Last Winter 
we had upwards of BOO sheep 200 ewes and 200 
lambs. My part of tho work was to feed the 
lambs every morning und ow ning. We expect 
to keep sheep again next Winter. I think the 
answer to the Puzzle No. 2, In the Rural of 
April 20, Is “Turkey.” Douse excuse ull mis¬ 
takes, for this is my first attempt.- Nathan G. 
it., Pnltutown, Pit. 
®hc lousier. 
ILLUSTRATED REBUS. No. 9. 
A CLEAR explanation. 
|'*tr Answer in two weeks. 
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BIBLICAL SQUARE WORD.-No. 1. 
A village of Palestine. 
An ancient man. 
A mountain which overlooked tho promised 
land. 
A Bible tree. Isola. 
137 “ Answer in two weeks. 
CROSS-WORD ENIGMA.—No. 3. 
My first is in locust but not in pine. 
My second is in dollar but not in dime; 
My third is In milk but not In dairy, 
My fourth Is In cheerful but not in merry; 
My fifth Is In tune but not in sing, 
My sixth is in Winter but. not in Spring; 
My seventh is in stick but not in drum. 
My eighth is in pear but not in plum. 
My whole is a city in Asia. W hite Lily. 
J2s7' Answer in two weeks. 
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PUZZLER ANSWERS.-Sept. 7. 
Botanical Enigma No. 1. —Consider tho 
lilies of the field how they grow. 
Illustrated Rebus No. 8,—Cupidity. 
Problem No. 2. 
48.41478 rods. 
43.72IM “ 
20.211771) “ 
In conned ion with the answer to problem No. 
2, we have received the following from its au¬ 
thor, simply stating that the error Is t he'author's, 
not the printer’s. Ho says “ Please insert with 
the answer to Problem No. 2, of the present 
volume, the following correction :- The lengths 
of the three straight lines, drawn from tho 
angles to a point of intersection, should measure 
respectively 1(1, 20 and 30 rods in this problem, 
instead of 20, 20 and 40 rods, as printed,—B. F, 
Burleson.” 
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