MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
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FIR. as 
(and he almost always had some similar scheme 
ahead,) he kept his cash In readiness In his own 
private desk, preferring not to deposit In a 
bank, as tbe times were rather “pnnic-y, 
and the tighter and scarcer money was, the 
more the Squire thrived. He was a cautious, 
safe man—this Squire Clinch— and yet. a bold 
and successful one too. His wealth increased 
year by year, for lie was ever on tho lookout to 
turn the misfortunes of others to hie own (rain 
Still the money lay in Ids desk, waiting for the 
accomplishment of Its selfish purpose, while It 
ought to have been in circulation, and a j or- 
tlon of It, at least, paying honest debts. 
But few there are who are without an hour 
of disaster at some time In their careers, and 
Squire Clinch was no exception to the general 
rule. There was a burglary one night. The 
Squire’s lie use was entered noiselessly, and 
while all the Inmates slept, his desk was si¬ 
lently and quickly opened. In the morning he 
found the lock lying on the floor, the lid tipped 
back and the greenbacks gone! A great alarm 
was raised and detectives set to work, but no 
clue to tbe money or robbers could be found. 
Ills money that had lain so secluded and, as he 
Imagined, so safe, was gone beyond recovery 
And with it wont tho ten dollar greenback 
which we have mentioned. Instead of aecom 
pllshlng tho good it might have done, it was 
now serving bad purposes In thieves’ hands. 
What a fate 1 
Which greenback was the more to bo envied 
—that of Luke Preston, whoso career carried 
it over so many checkered scenes, and whose 
passage In Us multiform divisions from hand to 
band was in ©very case a message of gladness, 
a token of honesty, and a promoter of prosper¬ 
ity, or tiiat of Squire Clinch, whose only 
change from the dull mouotony of its useless, 
selfish life, was such a disastrous one? 
Lot those in whose care the destiny of green¬ 
backs may bo placed, take warning from these 
two cases, and so act on the lesson taught as to 
make the world prosperous, their neighbors 
glad, and themselves richer in the return sure 
to follow! 
A STORY TOR GIRLS. 
Hannah Brown did not see why her mother 
went In tbo kitchen every night to take account 
o. stock and arrange mattors a litt.e for break¬ 
fast. “It’s just no use to look so far ahead,” 
she said, “ for surely the morning’s meal could¬ 
n’t be so much of a troublo, and if her mother 
would goto bed she would see that breakfast 
would be all rlglib." 
“I only wish thoe would take some interest, 
Hannah; thee knows I’ve wanted to touch thee 
how to make bread nud get up a meal, but. thee 
never seems to have time for really useful 
things. Thee Is getting up In thy teens, and 
dr sses up smartly when « certain young man 
oomes hero, and It may be well enough for t hoc 
to know something of household management. 
Thee has seemed to havo no turn for such 
things, roucli to my regret; and. married or 
single, thee will And such knowledge a very 
great benefit to thee.” 
“Well, now mother. Just trust me to get the 
break.ast; Pin sure I can do It without routing 
the cupboards and walking around so much as 
thee does every night.” 
“ I don’t know how thee will do It, Hannah ; 
an l thee knows father likes breakfast a little 
early and tolerably comfortable, and we have 
no help to depend on just now. suppose now 
we arrange together this time ?’’ 
“No, no. I want to do Rail myself, and I shall 
not troublo with any arranging to-night. Now, 
father. Isn’t thee willing to leave it all to me 
thla timo 
“Let her try it, Rachel, this time, tho’ I must 
say I’ve some few doubts myself; anyhow, I’ll 
get her up betimes and give bar a fair chance 
at it." 
The next morning Hannah was in a nice, rosy 
sleep, dreaming, perhaps, of young Nathan 
Marshall, when her paternal, with a kiss and a 
shake, said. “Come, Hannah. I want my break¬ 
fast Just as soon as thoe can get it." Then he 
wont back and told his wife to lie still and take 
a good morning nap, or, if she must get up, posi¬ 
tively keep entirely nwnv from the kitchen, and 
added, “I’d really like t,» see what that coll¬ 
ected child can do.” 
In the meantime Hannah soon comprehended 
tho case, and hastily tucking a few hair-pins in 
her pretty brown hair, and putting on a wrap¬ 
per, she descended to the kitchen with all the 
confidence in her powers natural to her age. 
The chickens were at the back door clamorous 
for their usual early breakfast, and, not know¬ 
ing what else to give them, she threw them a 
dish of cold mashed potatoes, which they soon 
devoured, and still were unsatisfied; she then 
crumbled up some scraps of light bread for 
them, when her father appeared with. “Hadn't 
thee better put tho coffee on ? Thoe sees I have 
made thee a nice fire, ami If I heo 1ms any warm 
cakes to bake, perhaps tliee had better put 
them on the giidd.e." 
“Well, yea, certainly, father, but thee knows 
j arn to get the breakfast all myself, and of 
course I’ll have it all right ; only I must have a 
little time." 
" Very well, very well, child, only let us know 
when it Is ready; and her father di-appeared 
with rather a hungry smile on bis face, 
“ And now let me see.” ^aid Hannah, ’’ what 
I shall get that's nio3 and tempting. Mother 
said she would have to bake to-day, and 1 sup¬ 
pose there’s no tread except the scraps I gave 
the chickens; well, thank go dnoss, they're fed, 
.f itcnirn ®oi;ld. 
NEW PUBLICATIONS. 
The Life of Edwin Korreai. By James Rke 3 . 
Philadelphia; T. B. Peterson & Bros.—If biog¬ 
raphy were simply a statement of where . man 
was born, where be lived and died, and some 
few* things he had done, this would be a good 
biography. But when we read about a man 
we like to have the picture so drawn that the 
character in all its completeness should stand 
before us—his daily life, his habit of thought, 
his impress oh bis associates and the world, If 
any. In those points the work before us fails. 
Every new character Fohrest represented is 
chronicled, and a notice is given of almost 
every other one attempting the same part, and 
there are little glimpses of Forrest’s personal 
character scattered through these notices—for 
they are nothing more. 11 is a light, sketchy, 
oasily-writ ten book, pleasant to read, but not 
a true biography. Forrest failed to impress 
the wmrld. except transiently, while he lived, 
and his biographer fails to evolve any useful 
lesson from his death. 
Education Abroad, and Other Papers. By 
Birdseye Grant No i cm rod, LL. D., Secretary 
of 1 he Connecticut Board of Education. — In a 
handsome octavo of 175 pages wo are here pre¬ 
sented (by A.S. Barnes & Co.. New York and 
Chicago,) a volume replete with interest to all 
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value, while the other essays arc well calcu¬ 
lated to promote intellectual development and 
that educational progress for which so many 
able minds are nmv laboring. Wo commend 
the work to all interested in the vital question 
of education. 
Illy Knlulu, Prince, King and Slave. A Story 
of Central Africa. By Henry M. Stanley, 
author of "How I Found Livingstone,” With 
anyhow, and I Just wish the rest were, for I feel 
a little hungry myself, and -never mind just so 
the old folks don’t get impatient and come in- 
terferingand hurrying me up so. I guess 1 wi.l 
put on that griddle, and I know mother gives 
us delicious .-dappers somet mes, and lather’s 
foDd of tnem ; yes, I’ll have shippers;” and sne 
did have them after considerable sweating and 
close work. 
“And there’s tbe coffee.’ I’d almost forgot¬ 
ten;’’ bo she ground a big hopper full and put 
it on the old grounds, without any egg. added 
some water and put it on the stove. “Now 
something nice for relish, and then I’m about 
through," and she limited round lively; no 
steak; no chicken k’llod ; no anything any¬ 
where; except some oysters in a peach-basket 
under the shod, and as to opening them—well, 
It was such a Job, and she was behind time any¬ 
how, and there was the f able to set yet. and she 
felt a little discouraged and nervous until it 
came Into her mind to hunt up some o qr?; so 
she ran into the hen-house to hunt up some 
right, fresh ones, put her little white hand un¬ 
der an old hen, who prompt ly resented the in¬ 
trusion,got six eggs, and soon had them boiling 
on the stove. Tho table was aoon laid, the 
things brought in and the maiden, flushed to 
fever heat, told father and mother that break¬ 
fast was ready. Father ©ocniedto think they 
might, call It an early dinner; however, lie 
meant to make the best of It and be thankful, 
but when he took a piece of shipper he looked 
at it, turned It over, tasted It, an;! then “ Han., 
what Is this ?” Fop ©ho had made them of w heat 
flour and water; po salt, egg, or butter in them. 
Then he took an egg, looked dubiously at it, 
broke it and said, “ Why child these eggs were 
nearly ready to hatch, and I do believe t heo lias 
robbed tliesotting lien mother was count ing on 
so much: and if we cat these things thee calls 
slappers, we shall have the ’poptsy all day. And 
the coffee! Well, 1 did trust come to that, but 
it is strong as lye, and so very muddled.” 
They concluded to laugh it, off, ns Hannah had 
the conceit so completely taken out of her. 
And now, mother, please tell me Just what 
thee would have had for breakfast ? ” 
And mother said she would have opened the 
oysters the night before, drained them, dipped 
them iri egg, rolled t hem In sifted crackers, and 
had them all ready to fry in the morning. Tho 
cold potatoes given to the chickens, she would 
Lave made into nice cakes and fried, and the 
stale bread she would have put to soak in a 
little water, and in the morning add an egg and 
some milk, a little butter and salt, andbakellke 
buckwheat cakes mi the griddle, “for thee 
knows father Is so fond of them," she said, 
“ and then lie likes a cup of good coffee, und I 
know Just how to make it." 
And now I know there is a good reason for 
having things in proper trim for breakfast be¬ 
fore going to bed ; hut I hadn’t an idea that 
housekeeping was such heavy w ork, and ail the 
heavier for not. keeping ahead of It. And to 
think I’ve been so idle and cureless, and so lit¬ 
tle help to my dear. loving mother. Well, I’m 
going to learn and help nil I can In the future, 
at least till—. The fact, is, mother, Nathan Is 
going to speak to thee and father; but what 
would t do in my own house, and what w,mid 
Nathan think of a wife that couldn’t make a 
cup of cofl'ee or a loaf of bread.” Come, girls, 
let’s ail go to work and be helpful.— German¬ 
town Telegraph. 
Illustrations. New'York: Scribner,Armstrong 
& Co. (8-vo. pp. 432.) This book is replete with 
adventure and exciting Incidents—fights with 
crocodiles, lions, elephants, savages, etc.,— 
and wPI be read with avidity by those fond of 
wild scenes, daring and prowess. The egotism 
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faults, however, the work Imparts considerable 
information. The horrors of the slave trade 
are graphically depleted, while the descript ions 
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entertain young people, and also some who are 
not youthful. 
The Wet here! Affair. By J. W. I)k Forest. 
New \ ork : Sheldon A: Co.—This tale, reprinted 
from the Galaxy, is one of t he most enjoyable 
ones we have lately read. The characters have 
a strongly-marked personality that is refresh¬ 
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reverent, religious spirit that pervades it. Men 
and women who have become Christians w ith¬ 
out losing their energy or their Individuality, 
though easily found in real life, are very scarce 
in novels, and the author of this book has done 
the religious world o service by tho Oddity 
with which he has depleted Christianity in I he 
life, and making it, a° it Is, ideal wit hout weak¬ 
ness, beautiful and useful, poetic and practical. 
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Foote, M. D. New-York; Murray Hill Pub¬ 
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popular w ith boys and girls, full of fun and in¬ 
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a few hard, Latin names. As a story it is a 
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press-work, which is simply abominable. 
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—Not a large work, but “ chock full of science." 
Almost every conceivable subject of Informa¬ 
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convenient for ready reference. That It Is 
edited by Prof. Schem Is sufficient guarantee 
of its accuracy. The work is a marvel of patient 
research, cannot fail to be useful, and ought to 
be used everywhere. 
The Young .Magdalen, ami Ollier Poems, 
By Francis S. Smith. Philadelphia: T. B. 
Peterson A: Bros.—A very handsome book ex¬ 
ternally, and its contents are more distin¬ 
guished by beauty of appearance than depth of 
thought. The verification is generally son not h. 
though there arc notable exceptions. It L- just 
such a hook as young girls will read with 
pleasure, for the rhyme will please and the 
thought will not tire them. 
The Popular Science Monthly for March (D. 
Appleton & Co., N. Y. City) is an exceedingly 
interesting number, and includes papers which 
every Intelligent, thinking person should read. 
SPARKS AND SPLINTERS. 
G enerally speak! ng—\Y omen. 
The last color an artist should use to complete 
his picture Is “dun,” of course. 
A GOOD suggestion Is like a crying baby at a 
concert—it should be carried out. 
“Are you fond of tongue, sir?” “I was al¬ 
ways fond of tongue, madam, and I like it still." 
“Bob, how is your sweetheart gettiug along?” 
" Pretty well; she aaysl needn't call any more." 
A lady’s foot has been likened to a locomo¬ 
tive merely because It moves in advance of a 
train. 
An ugly old bachelor suggests that births 
should be published under the head of “ new 
music." 
A prosperous merchant has for his motto, 
“ Early to bed and early to rise; never get tight, 
and advertise.” 
A great surgical operation — To take the 
cheek out of a. young man and the jaw out of a 
grumbling woman. 
Said an Irish Justice to an obstreporous pris¬ 
oner on trial, “We want nothing but silence, 
aud but little of that. 
“ I never get trusted for a hat,” said a spend¬ 
thrift, “ because I should then feel as though I 
were in debt over head and ears.” 
A Vermont newspaper announces that its 
minimum charge for a first-class marriage no¬ 
tice will be fifteen pounds of dried apples. 
Tine Boston Post says“The decline in the 
whaling business is thought to he owing to the 
abolition of corporal punishment in the 
schools." 
Judge— "Have you anything to offer to tho 
court before sentence is passed upon you?" 
Prisoner—“No, Judge, I had ten dollars, but 
my lawyers took that." 
“Sir, I -w ill make you feel the arrows of my 
resentment.” “Ah, miss, why should I fear 
your arrows when you never had a beau.” She | 
quivered with rage. 
An Irishman engaged in fighting a duel in¬ 
sisted, as he was near-sighted, that he should 
stand six feet nearer to his antagonist than bis 
antagonist did to him. 
And, on the mountain’s peek 
I heard the scream of eagles. 
And tempest’s angry shriek. 
And the pines, like muffled mourners, 
Sobbed In a strange unrest, 
And shivered, ns they beat thetr hands 
Upon their troubled breast. 
I sang of Love. A robin 
Soared upward from his nest, 
And sang, r r nil his glad, sweet songs. 
The one he loved the best. 
And I saw tberofeus Quiver 
About their hearts of musk. 
And whisper to the j-.nnstos 
Uplooklng thro’ the dusk. 
And I saw the lilies leaning 
To kiss the clover red, 
And tho breetos whispered softly 
To the blossoms overhead. 
And the late bee. homeward flying 
From some delightful trip 
Flew down among the mosses 
To kiss tbe violet’s Mp. 
I sang of Best Eternal; 
The breezes all giew still. 
I could not hear the pine trees 
Upon the shadowed hill. 
Hut I heard a sound like an organ 
Touched by some master’s hand. 
And ray heart stood still to listen 
To strains so deep and grand. 
1’hpy filled ray soul with their grandeur. 
And thrilled the listening t ir 
With their deep and solemn cadence 
Like the echo of a prayer. 
O ! I think 1 l'elt the prelude 
Of that Rest which i* to he. 
As I listened to \hat music 
Like the grand voice of the sea. 
I cannot tell where It came from. 
But it mnv be that a psalm 
Caine echoing, down from Heaven 
On the wlags of the evening calm, 
l often listen at twilight, 
But have not hoard, since then. 
'1 hat grand and cole in a music 
“ Like the sound "fa great Ainen." 
BRIEF SUNDAY SERMONS. 
Preaching.- Tho majority of persons who 
come to church want simple, direct, gospel 
preaching. This Ik true of men of high and of 
low estate. They want what conies homo to 
ttn ir business ami bosoms, what addresses 
their hearts rather th in their heads. They are 
heart-hungry for God’s pure word. 
Singularity. -Any kind of -angularity im¬ 
plies of necessity a certain discharge of vital 
force. The wheels of life run smoothly just in 
proportion as we are ready to take a large uuiu- 
ber of things for granted, and to accept estab¬ 
lished conventions for no other reason than 
that they are established. As soon as anybody 
acts on principles peculiar to himself, even in 
the smallest trifles, ucertaln amount of friction 
is set up, and frequently a disproportionate 
waste of thought ami temper.— Saturday Re¬ 
view . 
God s Church. —God has a church. It his 
lived through all changes, outlived all enemies. 
It Is here to-day, palpable, a presence, a power, 
seen, felt, acknowledged of men. Zion is a 
city, not a vision, with solid foundations, or 
men would not dig about them; towers, bul¬ 
warks, palaces, strongholds, or men could not 
walk about them and study how to assault 
them. Tbe "City of God,” beautiful for situ¬ 
ation on the sides of the north, and the south, 
and the east, and the west. God is known in 
tbe places and in the heart-* of her citizens, and 
in the works of her people. 
The G 06 pel Not Gloomy.—T he Gospel 
gloomy 1 It is an anthem from the harps of 
heaven, the music of the river of life washing 
its shores on high and pouring In cascades from 
the earth. Not so cheerful was the song of the 
morning stars, nor t he shout of the sons of God 
so joyful. Gushing from the fountains of eter¬ 
nal harmony, it was the first heard on earth in 
a low tone of solemn gladness uttered i i Eden 
by the Lord God himself. This gave the key¬ 
note of the Gospel song. Fatriarchs caught it 
up and taught it to the generations following. 
It breathed from the harp of the psalmists, and 
rang like a clarion from tower aud mountain 
tops as prophets proclaimed the >ear of 1u- 
bilee. 
On Gentleness— In every situation, it is 
well to exercise gentleness in every respect. 
When called upon to pass through the furnace 
of affliction gentleness ought to be exercised; 
in our greatest pleasures gentleness ought to 
prevail. And wheu called upon lo attend the 
sick,surely gentleness ought to be the prevailing 
feature, to soothe the pains they havo to bear; 
w hereas roughness generally tends to make the 
person worse. When you enter a room and 
observe the different characters, how much 
more winning are those who speak gently than 
they who speak in a rough tone. My little 
readers of this paper, I hope will cultivate 
gentleness tow ard every one who comes within 
their reach, copying the example of Him w'ho, 
even when He was reviled, reviled not again. 
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