AY 81 
CORE’S SURAL NEW-YORKER. 
“ LA ZINGARILLA ” 
BY DR. FULLER-WALKER. 
[SUGGESTED after studying OORREGIO’S “ La Zitt- 
carilla,” in the Naples Gallery, a beautiful copy of 
which has been reproduced by Miss 0. L. Hansom of 
Cleveland, Ohio.] 
SAD-FACED mother, pensive and mild. 
Seeking repose In forest wild— 
Solemn old woods, where sun seldom smiled, 
Searching so vainly food for her child. 
Sweet little infant with sky-blue eyes, 
Scanning her facts in child-like surprise: 
Sometimes he laughs and sometimes he cries— 
Sorrows and Joys go as the bird flies. 
Slowly her eyes till, blinded with tears: 
Silent her heart, beats out its dumb feara; 
Sunshine and storm may go with tbo years; 
Sighing she prays, but no mortal hears. 
** Servant of Thine, make Thy face to shine ! 
Send me Thy bread, utid pour me Thy wine. 
Such shall be food for me and for mine. 
So shall we live until Thy good time.” 
Sad is the path the world’s ever trod j 
Sorely for each falls nmiction's, rod. 
Surely we know tint hand of our God ! 
Sparrows alone fall not to the sod. 
See! In the rushes, innocent, queer, 
Sleek little ZlugttrIlia’s here; 
Soft as wool, and fleet ns a deer, 
Saucy black eyes, showing no fear! 
Soaring on wings, laden with food, 
Songs of angels are heard in the wood. 
Strong in love is the Lotto of good— 
Strophes of Joy for all motherhood! 
A WORD TO THE WISE. 
BY RUTH LEE. 
The Rural New-Yorker in always a wel- I 
come guest at the farm-house, and brings its | 
weekly tribute of good t hings to old and young ; I 
but, like some dear, generous people whom wc 
know, it fta* it* little railings after alt. Some of 
its correspondents are not altogether amiable 
and courteous, and occasionally question eacli 
other’s veracity. Perhaps this la not surprising, 
when we consider how many people comprise 
even a newspaper world. Wil li experiences so 
varied, and 3uch a diversity of taste*, there 
must always he conflicting opinions; but the 
modest expression of these, in a Journal de¬ 
voted mainly to agricultural and home Inter¬ 
ests, ought not to call forth any Ill-natured I 
criticism. 
Our own surroundings have a wonderful In- I 
fluence in our estimate of things, and obstacles I 
that are mere trifles to the strong and resolute 
would loom up like mountains before the weak 
and desponding. In domestic economy, for In¬ 
stance, Mrs. A., with perfect, health, competent 
help and modern conveniences, is able to ac¬ 
complish more work in half a day than her 
less fortunate I ut equally industrious neighbor 
could well perform in a whole day: so wo can- I 
not always Judge wisely by results. 
Last year, one lady, after lending a. patient I 
ear to the doleful accounts of all the “troubled 
Marthas,” and learning what a dreadful time 
mon women in I lie country had to get along at 
all, thought she would teach us a hotter way. 
During the absence of the hired girl, the do¬ 
mestic machinery should run smoothly and 
peace should reign in that household, for a 
week, at least. We should know how perfectly I 
easy it was to have delicious food, nicely ar- I 
ranged on a spotless table-cloth, not the least I 
bit awry,even on washing-day. Xif •oonor done I 
than several other ladies arose to call her to 
order. She was entirely beyond tire province 
of good housekeeping to be out of cookery 
on Monday; and if she did that baking, they 
knew she never did the washing that day. Evi¬ 
dently for good reasons, the week's bill of fare 
was never finished, and we lost those contem¬ 
plated instructions In the culinary art. Many 
contingencies might arise to compel one to 
crowd work into Monday that ought to wait. I 
until Tuesday. An unexpected arrival of com¬ 
pany on Saturday afternoon somet imes reduces 
the stock of eatables, and In some households 
Sunday is alimifl a very hungry day. With extra 
leisure on their hands, men and boys often con¬ 
trive to dispose of provisions In a mysterious 
way. So, to iny mind, the point was clear, be¬ 
fore the subsequent explanation of the lady set 
the whole thing at rest. 
After this, another correspondent, extolled a 
friend who was “refined, intelligent and ac¬ 
complished”—a wife and mother, equally fitted 
to adorn her husband'* parlor or food his calves. 
She was the happy mi-’.ressof a dairy of sixteen 
cows, with well-ordered house and children, 
and, after performing prodigies of labor in the 
house and attending to sundry chores usually 
done hv the men, elsewhere, she still had leisure 
for reading and visiting. All this extra work 
was done most cheerfully, to assist a weary and 
possibly overburdened husband. That was rare 
executive ability, but some doubt ing souls could 
neither appreciate these various accomplish¬ 
ments nor credit the truthfulness of the nar¬ 
rator. They were sure the thing was simply 
impossible; that she never could or did do all 
that her enthusiastic friend claimed for her. 
Here, again, it was easy to be mistaken.. Peo¬ 
ple, whose circumstances do not compel them 
to call every faculty of mind and body into ex¬ 
ercise, have no idea how much work one reso¬ 
lute, systematic person can accomplish. Suit¬ 
able plans, executed in proper season, render 
our daily t asks comparatively easy; and, though 
I doubted the wisdom of so taxing strength 
which should be held in reserve. I never dis¬ 
credited the story. If the lady was able and 
willing to give such valuable assistance in so 
many different departments of labor, why just 
let her do so, but her husband should prize her 
above rubies. 
Some time since “ Rose Geranium ” gave us 
an account of her experiments with a number 
of varieties of flowers. Somehow>i litue Phu- 
celia crept into the list, whereupon another 
gardener gave the utrending flower a switching 
right over Rose's shoulders, with a. broad hint 
to her that a more generous expenditure of 
money in the purchase of high-priced seeds 
would insure her against future disappoint¬ 
ment. My own experience In the culture of 
rare and delicate plants has not been fortunate, 
and Just now two forlorn-looking seedlings in 
my window, the sole product of a costly pmjk- 
[ age of seeds, are a sad proof of misguided nni- 
I bition. Hereafter 1 shall resign all such to the 
skill of ‘.lie professional florist. Once l had a 
Phaeella myself—a cunning little thing in its 
floral babyhood, with llnely-out leaves, but the 
rampant growth of rollage, on reaching ma¬ 
turity, so crowded its modest neighbors that 1 
destroyed It, root and branch: but then mine 
was not a blue Phaeelin, only a miserably dingy 
I white one I That, alters t bo case, and Inclines 
I me to think Rose might have possessed a 
I “treasure," oven if I did not. 
The foregoing Instances prove how Impossl- 
I ble It Is for u* all to view subjects In the same 
I light; yet a lively Interchange of thoughts and 
I criticisms would often be Instructive, provided 
I the comment* were always good-natured. So, 
I good people, when the Editors of the Rural 
I New-Yorker Invite us to their public recep- 
I tlons, let us appear in holiday attire, witti pleas- 
I ant smiles and polished manners, giving ex- 
I presalon to only our sweetest, wisest and best 
I thoughts. _ 
lUnuling for \\u fjoung. 
A HOUSE IN TOWN. 
THE BOY AT BARNUM’S. 
Pome smart, little boy. after visiting Bakst M’s 
Menagerie, 1* supposed to have written the follow¬ 
ing lines: 
I i.ike the armadillo, 1 respect the kangaroo. 
I'm friendly to tko monkey, the fox an<l zebra too; 
1 believe there’s latent talent in the otter and the 
goat, 
And l think the hippopotamus entitled to a vote. 
I know not why or whereforo, but however it may 
be, 
The beaver (Castor fiber.) has a nameless charm for 
me; 
I’ve met with true politeness from tho lynx, and (do 
not smile) 
I cannot think too highly of the plaintive crocodile. 
I love to watch the creatures and to learn their little 
games; 
I call them, from my fancy, all the prettiest pet 
names; 
The camel llumpty-Burapty; Neck-or-nothing tho 
giraffe; 
Jolly Gnash, the old'hyona, with his rather startling 
laugh. 
I mark the restless motions of tho more ferocious 
tots; * 
How tho tigers change t.belr places, and the leopards 
chango t heir spots; 
I visit, too, the burly bear, and give my wonted dole, 
(N. B.—The polar hear Is nut the bear that climbs tho 
polo.) 
Then lot us bo, to every beast, a patron and a friend ; 
Each tells his tale, each has his aim as surely as his 
end; 
A lesson’s to bo learned from them, and all of us 
may steal 
Some now light from tho tapir, some Impression from 
the seal. 
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THE BIRTH-DAY. 
TRANSLATED FROM THE SWEDISH, BY SELMA 
BORG AND MARIE A. BROWN. 
The children declare unanimously that, they 
have had a splendid time. Whim they arc all 
gone, papa takes lillle Kmma on Ids knee and 
asks if she has enjoyed It. She replies that She 
never enjoyed anything more. Papa then re¬ 
marks, laughing, that it is high time to go to 
bed, ns all the children look so t ired and dull. 
F.mma is right glad to slip off to bed, ami once 
more thanks them all for what she has received 
and her parents for tho pleasure they have 
afforded her. 
I tut every Joyful day lias its end, and soon 
Emma sleeps the calm sleep of a child, perhaps 
dreaming of tho delightful birth-day. 
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SHOEING A CAMEL. 
I know a young man and his wife, who began i 
farming on a small place, where it required the 
very closest economy, at first, to make a. living. 
It would make a long story to tell their many 
shifts and turns to get tho needed implements 
together, to furnish the little house of three 
room*, and to provide even respectable clothing. 
The water wav brought from a spring up a steep 
hill, for a year or more, until they could afford 
to dig a w ell. But both were strong and accus¬ 
tomed to work, and yon would rarely llud a 
happier household. They exercised a large- 
hearted hospitality even in their limited apace, 
and the house was as tidy as bands could make. 
It. Lucy walked a mile with her basket of 
< arpet-rags to the house of an old lady who 
kindly gave her the use of her loom to weave 
them. They had been dyed In various gay col¬ 
ors, the wherewithal having been found in the 
woods, and when the wob was brought home 
and put down on the little living room, 1 am 
sure no Turkey carpet ever gave moro pleasure. 
Time wore on, and they prospered as such 
frugal, industrious people are sure to do. The 
little farm grew in acres and fertility, and the 
Bmull house gave place ton handsome residence, 
with every comfort without and within. Iloth 
had labored hard, and their two sons grow up 
strong and Industrious and with excellent hab¬ 
its. All through their laborious life they had 
.looked forward to a residence in town, with 
* only a little garden to attend to as the acme of 
human enjoyment. Circumstances had favored 
their buying just such a little cottage as suited 
them, and now that they were less vigorous, 
and bard work was becoming a burden, they 
decided to remove to the village, and afford 
their only daughter the advantage of the excel¬ 
lent young ladies' seminary there. But they 
prudently resolved to rent tlics farm for a year 
in preference to selling it. Last year they tried 
“ retiring from business." They had now com¬ 
paratively" nothing to do.” How flat and lifeless 
existence seemed. 
“I am so nervous and restless all the time” 
wrote Lucr to me. “ I feel aa if I was away 
from home, and getting ready to go back." Hun¬ 
dreds of times they rejoiced that they had not 
sold their farm and so “cut t he bridge behind 
them." Tho lease expired in January and, cold 
as the weal her was, they made all haste to move 
back into the dear old home where they had 
spent such happy days, even though they had 
•jccu laborious days. No doubt, If they had con¬ 
tinued their town life, it would have materially 
shortened their days. Retiring from business 
has been most disastrous to almost all who have 
tried >t, after a life of toll. 
There is no joy that life can give us, so sweet 
as that which comes from conquering difficul¬ 
ties. And It can only come to us in the line of 
hard, earnest work, with head or hands, or both. 
"Let, him rejoice in his labor, for this Is his 
portion in all the works that Thou givest him 
under the sun.” J. E. McC. 
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Intellect and Love.—I won’t say the more 
Intellect the less capacity for loving; for that 
would do wrong to the understanding and rea¬ 
son ; but, on the other hand, that the brain 
often runs away with the heart’s bust blood, 
which gives the word afew pages of wisdom, or 
sentiment, or poetry Instead of making one 
Other heart happy, I have no question.- 0. W. 
Il< time*. 
Thf, sun shines in clear through the window ■ 
of Emma’S bedroom, ami wo will foru moment, 
follow its rays. Emma is still asleep, but beside 
her bed stands a richly loaded birth-day table, 
with many little gifts from her parents, broth¬ 
ers and sisters and grandmother. Hark 1 there 
are soft footsteps In the adjoining room, A 
black head peeps in, and soon a whole troop of 
children come after, dressed in fancy costumes. 
There stands a negro hoy, there a flower girl, 
t here a grand hussar, there behind them an old 
woman with a berry basket, and a musician 
with his violin. What can It bo that the little 
peasant girl holds so carefully In her arms? 
Why it Is a little white kitten. Now they strike 
up a song, and the musician play* the violin. 
Emma wakes up and jumps with fright, but 
soon a ringing laugh follows t he first astonish¬ 
ment, for Emma has probably In the motley 
company recognized her brothers and sisters 
and cousins. 
Now papa, mamma, uncle and aunt come in, 
and congratulate Emma upon her ninth year. 
The whole company then depart, and Emma 
hastens to dress herself, after which sho runs 
out In the garden, where they have set the 
breakfast table. There la a flood of good wishes, 
a bowing and curtesyliig, nil of which Is fre¬ 
quently int errupted by peals of laughter. One 
wishes to got ahead of the other with congrat¬ 
ulations and presents, for each and ail have 
something for Emma. 
Most, of all her presents Emma likes tho little 
kitten, which her seven-years-old cousin gives 
her. She now looks closely at ali the disguised 
figures, and And* In the negro boy her sister 
Anna. Tho hussar Is her cousin Wilhelm. 
The flower-girl is cousin rtiGXt:, the musician 
brother Osm AN, and the old woman her oldest 
cousin, Alma, l-’apa now says that .Emma must 
to-day be a pol ite hostess to al I her little frlonds, 
whom he has Invited t bore to spend the after¬ 
noon. Emma Is gladness Itself—she skips and 
hops about,. To be hostess 1 How delightful, 
when one has not been it before. Emma fan¬ 
cies herself to bo a very important person. Sho 
is busy the whole day. The dolls have to be 
dressed and the playthings put In order, in 
which she is assisted diligently by the Other 
little girls. 
At four o’clock one carriage after the other 
begins to drive up. Before long all are assem¬ 
bled and form a company of about twenty chil¬ 
dren. They look at Emma’s presents and ex¬ 
claim :—Oh, how sweet t hat kitten is 1” “ From 
whom did you get that book?” "This hand¬ 
kerchief is Just like Ellen's.” “How awful 
nice that doll is'." “What did you get from 
Wilhelm ?” " Did your grand mother give you 
anything?” 
When everything has been thoroughly sur¬ 
veyed, they betake themselves out in tho gar¬ 
den wit ere games are soon in full progress. 
Wilhelm is the hawk, and the children are so 
afraid none but, Ossian dare venture far from 
the nest. Mercy, now little Fanny is caught. 
! There,, Signk too. So it is cont inued until all 
are caught. OftSIAN was the last, 
i They now begin the widow play, and all strive 
; to got Emma for a partner. She laughs, and 
finds it very pleasant to have everybody so 
friendly to her. After a while they are called 
in to drink ginger beer, but soon the whole 
flock stonn out again, arid the games are kept, 
up unt il supper, which is served on the lawn. 
At last it Ik time for the guests to go home. 
BY S. P. PRICHARD. 
A traveler from Pekin to Siberia, across the 
groat desert, of Gold, tolls us that whenever a 
camel’s feet have become very tender and sore 
from long marches, the poor creature lies down. 
His driver knows at once, that Ills feet hurt 
him, awd looks to find out if the thick skin of 
the fact is blistered. Whenever a blister is 
found, two or three strong men, usually’ Mongols 
keep watch of the camel until it Is not noticing 
them. At just tho right moment they make a 
rush all together upon the camel, throw It over 
upon the side, and make it fast. Then, with a 
needle made for that, use, they sew a square 
peace of leather large enough I n cover tho hurt, 
pine© over the camel’s foot, the skin of which is 
quite thick enough to sow through, without 
hurting tho animal. With his new shoes on, tho 
camel is quite ready to got up and march on. 
The pieces of leather are very carefully pre¬ 
pared for this use. It sometimes happens that 
a camel lies down in the midst of Ills long 
march across the wide desert, and dies. Tho 
natives take the thickest part of his skin to 
make shoos of. Theso bits of skin they take 
out, day after day, when on the march, and 
pull, until they became so soft and yielding, 
that a camel with blistered foot , seems grateful 
to have shoes made of it, although he would 
resist the shoeing to the last, wore ho not, held 
so that lie could not move. 
^ AY 
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Answer in two weeks. 
PUZZLER INQUIRIES. No 3. 
1. Mr. Plummer (see Inquiry 2, Rural, May 
3.) will lied Lite following rule applicable to ob¬ 
lique angled l riangles: Add tin given angles, 
subt ract their sum rroru ISO", which will give 
tho remaining angle; then by the following 
proportion as the sine of the angle opposite the 
given side, is to the sine of the angle opposite 
the required side, so Is the given sido to I he re¬ 
quired side.-J. !■- P. 
2. J. P. Puller says:—If some of your read¬ 
ers will solve the following equation, they will 
oblige me very much *!/ 7 U' ! 1 11. 
Tho solution to the problem for vthich 
John Baker asks (page29t) is this: The man 
who digs the soft end of the ditch receives 
*17-10 per rod, hence he digs 47 1-17 rods. The 
other man digs 47 1-17 rods at $15-1(1 per rod, and 
earns $44 2-17 dollars; and he also digs 5 15-1 1 
rods at a dollar per rod. Walter Page. 
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CROSS-WORD ENIGMA. No. 10. 
Mv first is in low but not In high. 
My second Is In far but not in nigh ; 
My third is in great but not in small, 
Mv fourth Is in short but not in tall; 
My fifth is in branch but not in root, 
My sixth is in hand but not in foot; 
My seventh is lu eagle but not in hawk. 
My eighth is in ridebu . not in walk. 
My whole is tho name of a town in Indiana. 
p>T~ Answer in two weeks. L. G. s. 9. 
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PUZZLER ANSWERS. May 1Y. 
Square-Word No. 1 .— 
OASTS 
A N I S E 
SIDLE 
I S L A M 
SEEMS 
Problem No. 8.-2.9235458 ; 3.977863, and 1/ - 
942 + chains. 
Miscellaneous Enigma No. 8. —Opthalnn - 
scope. 
Illustrated Rebus No. .12—Time reveals ail 
acts. 
