CORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
JUNE 43 
“Como hero, MilXY," she said, a» the girl 
wondered at her tears. " Come here, darling. 
MimVy, I have not long to live; but if—If—it 
might please God to grant one desire which 
lias often been in my mind, and which this 
dear letter has Increased, T shall know more 
of happiness during the little life left me than 
has been mine for three weary years. My 
brother is coming home to me after a long sepa¬ 
ration, and if his heart, like young Manning’s 
should yield Itself to you would you, could you, 
my darling little girl, learn to try and like him 
for my sake? How old are you, Middy?” 
The trembling girl Itid her tearful eyes from 
the dark ones watching tier. “Twenty, dear 
madam," she replied softly, adding, "OJ do 
not ask me—do not ask mo, dear Mrs. Wool), 
that which must make me give you pain. 1 
have loved once 1— for the first time I am forced 
to acknowledge It and now that my socrot is 
wrung from me, please have compassion and 
do not distress your poor Ml MW when she has 
but one answer to make to all who are kind 
enough to honor her as you think !’’ 
“ All well, bo It so, dear,” the lady replied, 
sadly; “but 1 hoped it might be as I wished. 
He is my dearly loved step brother, and and 
at one time suffered greatly in mind and body 
owing to evil Influences outside of home. Hut 
he is coming home, and wo will be very happy 
again. Now kiss me, and let me sleep for a 
little while.” 
When, a week or two later, the steamer- 
came In with her precious human freight, one 
among the passengers hastened eagerly and fast 
as coach could carry him to the house where 
an invalid lady rested patiently upon her couch, 
and watched with longing eyes the clock, which 
had never before seemed so slowly to mark t he 
moments. Hut the expected ring came at last. 
The longed-for voice was heard at last, and 
brother and -Inter clufTg together again. After 
the long afternoon had passed and the strong 
man and weak woman had talked long and ten¬ 
derly of t lie past, the stars peeped out and be¬ 
held the brother’s bowed head, while his sister 
softly murmured, “ (loo bless and keep you, 
dear; 1 know you will be true toyourpnWnlse." 
“ But where can my little girl be, I wonder!” 
she exclaimed, presently. 
“Whom do you mean?” the traveler asked, 
in surprise. 
“ Oh, somebody who will surely steal your 
heart away, brother mine, before you have been 
home a week ; but you must not try to win hors, 
for she has no heart to spare from me, you 
know. 1 have had her for a little companion a 
year, and love her very dearly. You shall see 
her." 
But Mn.tv did not enter the invalid's room 
until night had already come on. and then she 
came In with a face wherein blushes and dim¬ 
ples wore chasing each other very steadily. 
“ Why, where have you been, Mir.r.v ?" asked 
the lady. “I wanted to introduce you to my 
brother, and now lie has been gone for nearly 
an hour 1” 
But Middy blushed the more and replied by 
asking a question. “ i’lease, madam, what was 
It you wanted to happen when your brother 
returned? because, if you please, dear Mrs. 
WOOD- that Is, if you are very anxious about— 
about it, I Witt try and oblige you : and if—if— 
your brother falls In—that is—I mean, If he 
wants it too—I will marry him." 
Before Mrs. Wood could recover from her 
astonishment, somebody burst into the room 
again with, “0, Middy, Middy darling 1—it’s of 
no use—1 can't wait outside any longer. Sister, 
here is the only girl my heart lias ever loved, 
and she it was who sent me away a broken¬ 
hearted man. t hree years ago, because I was not 
worthy of her love. And little did 1 know when 
I returned to you this afternoon, that hero, in 
your home, I should And the treasure I have 
crossed the ocean to search for—a reformed, 
repentant man, who can honestly ask for my 
darling’s heart and hand again 1 Hurrah !” and 
the excited man, giving Middy a desperate hog, 
rushed out of the room as suddenly as he had 
entered, leaving Mn.r.v to explain how she had 
met him in the hall and had fainted away, 
which accounted for her not having presented 
herself sooner to Mrs. Wood. “ Edith was near 
by, and got me into the parlor and heard all our 
story from Frank before I recovered. Then 
we planned a surprise for you but the foolish 
fellow has spoiled all in his Impatience.” 
No need to tell the sequel to all this. But. 
grandmamma didn’t live ulone much longer,— 
and It was wonderful how much of happiness 
and joy came to Middy after the long waiting! 
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BREVITY AND BUSINESS. 
If you have anything to say, say it at once 
and leave compliments to leisure hours. What 
would you think of the man who would now 
begin a business letter with all the antiquated 
formalities, such as “ ! take my pen in hand to 
inform you that we are all enjoying a very good 
degree of health, except myself, who has been 
affected with rheumatlz ; and 1 send this Imp¬ 
ing it may find you enjoying the same bless¬ 
ing," &c,? If you have anything to say, espe¬ 
cially to the public, say it quickly and as briefly 
as respectable language will permit. 
People don’t read long stories, nnw-a-days; 
they want something fresh, crisp, sharp, and to 
the point, something that makes them say, 
“Well that man is wide awake, he's up to the 
age, and going ahead; I’ll give him a call." 
Brevity is not only the soul of wit, but it is also 
the life of business. 
A recent Washington letter to the Inter- 
Occan contains these paragraphs: 
A gentle little Quakeress now in t he Treasury 
saved the Union troops at Winchester. Her 
family was the only loyal family in the town, 
and Sheridan, in sore need, determined to risk 
the chance of reaching them, asking for any 
information they could give about the rebels. 
So he dispatched an old negro to the house. 
When the messenger arrived this girl was the 
only one at the house. Appreciating the need 
of promptness she wrote a full aud accurate 
account, of the enemy’s position and resources. 
She folded her message in a little ball of tin 
foil, and made the colored man carry it under 
his tongue. She dispatched him at midnight, 
and beyond the success of (lie battle next day, 
she heard nothing from her distinguished cor¬ 
respondent for months. War seldom respects 
the courtesies of life ; but the first leisure mo¬ 
ment that General Hherldan had he sent her a 
beautiful watch with an inscription testifying 
his gratitude in very complimentary terms; 
and dangling from the chain is a tiny gold 
cavalry sabre that can be drawn out of Its 
sheath. 
In the same department there was another 
heroine who was one of the few loyal Inhabi¬ 
tants of Richmond when the days were darkest 
for Northern people. The horrors of Mb by 
prison were unmitigated, and every effort to 
relieve the wretched victims exposed the help¬ 
ers to equal hardships. Notwithstanding this 
vigilance lour of the prisoners managed by 
chance to partially excavate a passage for es¬ 
cape, when suspicion was aroused and their 
plan tlireateded with discovery. The Inevitable 
consequence would bo death of course. Even 
if they could have got out of the prison* their 
condition would not have been much better, 
for they would have been utter strangers to the 
country. In this extremity the news of her 
compatriots’ peril was brought to this brave 
woman. Kite sent them word that If they could 
get outside of the wall by the earliest dawn t he 
following day she would guide them safely. 
They worked you may be sure. Poor creatures, 
it was life Itself they were working for, and in 
the faint gray cold morning light their eyes fell 
upon a tall, handsome market woman who 
signalled them to follow her. They did. 
Khe walked boldly along the highway with 
her basket of vegetables in her hand, they 
creeping stealthily through the brambles iu 
woods that skirted the road. And so she guid¬ 
ed them twelve miles- remember they were 
men whom she had never seen before, aqd to 
serve them she was abandoning her husband 
and her home, for there was no going back to 
Richmond after that. They all reached the 
Union lines safely, and subsequently one hun¬ 
dred and five more escaped by the same sub¬ 
terranean passage. Her husband rejoined her 
shortly; the men she never has heard of again 
nor would she know them If she did. They 
never saw her face nor she theirs. 
THE BRIGHT SIDE. 
Look on the bright side. It is the right side. 
The times may he hard, but. it will make them 
no easier to wear a gloomy and sad counte¬ 
nance. It is the sunshine, and not the cloud, 
that makes the flower. There Is always that 
before and around us which should cheer and 
fill the heart with warmth. The sky is blue ten 
times where It is black once. You have troub¬ 
les, it may he; so have others; none are free 
from them. They give sinew and tone to life, 
fortitude and courage to man. That would be 
a dull sea, and the sailor would never acquire 
skill, where there was nothing to disturb the 
surface of the ocean. It is the duty of every 
man to extract- all the enjoyment he can within 
him; and, above all, he should look on the 
bright side of thtDgs. What though things do 
look a little dark ; t he lane will turn, and the 
night will end in broad day. in the long run, 
the groat balance rights itself. What is ill be¬ 
comes well; what is wrong, right . Men are not 
made to hang down their heads or lips, and 
those who do, only show that they arc depart¬ 
ing from the paths of true common sense and 
right. There is more virtue in one sunbeam 
than in a whole hemisphere of cloud and 
gloom. Therefore, we repeat, look on the 
bright side of things. Cultivate what is warm 
and genial—not the cold and repulsive, the 
dark and morose. 
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A NOTED TRAVELING CARRIAGE. 
Mb, Cary of Buffalo, a man of immense 
wealth. Is at Washington, with his famous car¬ 
riage. Several years ago, taking his family 
abroad, he resolved to make the tour of the 
Continent in his own carriage. He had con¬ 
structed in London a coach like a barouche, 
with the back thrown hack and the front, 
closed. On this front are two rows of seats, 
and at the back a place for three persons; In¬ 
side four persons have an abundance of room. 
This is drawn by four of the most magnificent 
horses ever seen, aud generally driven by Mr. 
Cary himself. The carriage was pronounced by 
the maker to be the finest equipage as to mate¬ 
rial and construction ever sent from his shop. 
In this the family traveled over Europe, taking 
several years for it. Coming here several weeks 
ago, r,n route from the South, Mr. Cary was SO 
much pleased with the streets and the city gen¬ 
erally, that he telegraphed for wife, children, 
carriage, servants and hnrsesto be brought on, 
and they are at the Arlington- Even fine even¬ 
ing he is on the principal streets, with fifteen 
or eighteen people filling the carriage, and se¬ 
cures for the upper seats always very pretty 
girls. 
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FAILURE NOT A FAILURE. 
The secret happiness is to make the best of 
everything: no matter what happens to annoy, 
let. it all glide along as easi'y, and with as few 
words of complaint and fault-finding as pos¬ 
sible. 
Little Inconveniences will intrude upon the 
most fortunate of people,so the only way to be 
master of every situation is to make up your 
mind not to notice small annoyances. People 
may keep themselves in a constant broil over 
what amounts to nothing; and without ac- 
cnmplishing the least good, may ruin the peace 
and quiet of a household. We cannot have 
everything just as wo want, it in this world, and 
the sooner a person understands that fact the 
sooner they may have a true basis for hap¬ 
piness. 
It is the greatest folly to set the heart upon 
uncertainties, and then if disappointed, refuse 
to be comforted, or reconciled. 
Do the very best you can and then take 
things as they come. If a man strives with his 
best, knowledge, energy and untiring labor to 
accomplish a certain object, working with skill 
and patience, he is a success, whether the 
Scheme fails or succeeds, and he ought to re¬ 
concile himself to failure if it was inevitable. 
If his labors have been of brain and hand, he is 
better fitted to succeed In other undertakings. 
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THE NINETEENTH CENTURY. 
In 1807, Fulton took out the first patent for 
the invention of the steamboat. 
The first steamboats which made regular 
trips across the Atlantic Ocean were the Sirius 
and the Great Western in 1838. 
In 1813 the streets of London were for the 
first time lighted with gas. 
About tin* year 1832, the first railroad in the 
United States was completed. 
in 1840 the first experiments in photography 
w ere made by Daguerre. 
The anthracite coal business may be said to 
have begun in 1820. 
In 1830 the first patent for the invention 
of matches was granted. 
In 1814 the first telegram was sent. 
The first, successful trial of a reaper took 
place in 3833. 
In 1845 Elias Howe obtained a patent for his 
first sewing machine. 
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A GREAT MAN’S LEGACIES. 
Agassiz bequeathed bis books to his son, and 
his house, with a mortgage on it, to his wife. 
After a life devoted to tlie service of mankind, 
after years of incessant study and toil, after 
accomplishing some of the most splendid re¬ 
sults In science, lie passes away from the scene 
of his labors in comparative poverty. But we 
were wrong in saying he had only his books and 
his house to bequeath. The wealth that his 
Industry and intellect gathered from the mys¬ 
terious storehouses ol Nature he bequeathed to 
the world; and to his family he bequeathed an 
honored and immortal name. 
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SPARKS AND SPLINTERS. 
“THoron lost to sight to memory dear,” as 
the man said w T heu he paid his dinner bill. 
“ I’m dying for love,” said a melancholy young 
man, pointing to his colored moustache. 
The man who tried to light his pipe with a 
billiard match said he did it out of curiosity. 
An unfortunate head of a family who fell 
into a vat of hot water, is said to have been pa- 
boll ed. 
The Brooklyn Aryus characterizes the hen as 
t he most popular of females, as she is engaged 
for every set. 
A yottng man In New Haven threw away 
$1,500 in one day. And yet they fined him for 
being “ tight." 
Qoiz remarked, up*n going to bed last even¬ 
ing, that if the moon staid out- all night she’d 
be pretty full before morning. 
What is the difference between the plan of 
a battle-field and a roasted pippin? One Is a 
war map and the other is a warm apple. 
A little boy heard his mother tell of eighteen 
head of cattle burnt the other night. “Weren’t 
their tails burnt also?” inquired the verdant 
youth. 
A good instance of absence of mind was an 
editor quoting from a rival paper one of his 
own articles, and heading It “ Wretched At¬ 
tempt at Wit.” 
“ I like crying children,” said an old bachelor 
to a friend. "How extraordinary! Why?" 
“ Because they are t aken out of the room," was 
the hardhearted reply. 
“ If I save ten cents a day from my drinks," 
ruminated old Rednose, “it will be $36.50 a 
year, and in fifty years It will be $1,825, and 
then I can marry Mary. Dear, dear Mari' l *' 
j&tblrath Reading. 
WEARY. 
by eben e. rexford. 
I am weary,—let me rest 
Underneath the nodding clover. 
With the grass upon my breast. 
And the daisies bending over. 
O, the thought is sweet, bo sweet! 
Rest and i«*aeo. secure from sorrow 
And the tramp of busy feet ;— 
Rest that, breaks on no to-morrow. 
I am weary: -let me sleep 
With my hands upon my bosom. 
But, I pray yon, let me keep 
In their clasp some little blossom. 
1 have loved Earth's flowers well, 
Sweet the friendship they have given ; 
Wili the flowers seem ay fair 
When 1 see them up in Heaven? 
I am weary, and would rest. 
Asa child, with sorrow grieving, 
Finds upon It*mother’s breast 
Peace, in her great love believing, 
So to the green breast of Earth 
Turn I, weary, tired and lonely, 
For the rest that I shall find 
On her gentle bosom only. 
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GOOD RULES FOR GUIDANCE. 
John McDONOuan, the millionaire of New 
Orleans, has engraved upon his tomb a. series 
of maxima prescribed as the rule for his guid¬ 
ance through life, to which his success in busi¬ 
ness is mainly attributed. They contain so 
much wisdom that we copy them ; 
RUDF.8 FOR GUIDANCE OF MY I,IKK, 1804. 
Remember always that, labor is one of the 
conditions of our existence. Time is gold; 
throw not one minute away, but place each one 
to account. 
Do unto all men as you would be done by. 
Never put off till to-morrow what you can do 
to-day. 
Never bid another do what vou can do your¬ 
self. 
Never covet what is not your own. 
Never think any matter so trifling as not to 
deserve notice.' 
Never give out that which does not first come 
in. 
Never spend but to produce. 
Let the greatest order regulate the transac¬ 
tions of your life. 
Study, in your course of life, to do the great¬ 
est amount of good. 
Deprive yourself of nothing necessary to your 
comfort, but live in an honorable simplicity. 
Labor, then, to the last moment of your ex¬ 
istence. 
Pursue strictly the above rules, and the Di¬ 
vine blessing and riches will flow upon you to 
your heart’s content; but, first of all, remember 
that the chtef and great duty of your life should 
be to tend, by all means in your power, to the 
honor and glory of our Divine Creator. With¬ 
out temperance there is no health; without 
virtue, no order; without religion, no happi¬ 
ness; the aim of our being should be to live 
wisely, soberly and righteously. 
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THE STATE AFTER DEATH. 
The more we think of the state after death, 
the deeper is the awe with which we must con¬ 
template it; and sometimes iu weakness we 
long for the happy, bright. Imaginations ot 
childhood, when we saw the other world vividly 
pictured, a bright and perfect copy of the 
world In which we now live, with sunshine and 
flowers, and all that constituted our earthly 
enjoyment. In after life we strive to translate 
these images Into something higher. We say 
all these we shall have, but in some higher 
form. * * * All this beauty around us is 
perishable; its outward form and substance 
Is corrruption; but there is a soul in it, and 
this shall rise again. 
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GOD’S WORK MUST BE DONE. 
A missionary in the West Indies, having 
called on the colored people for a little help in 
spreading the Gospel, a negro with a wooden 
leg came forward, and, pulling from one pock¬ 
et a parcel of silver, said, “ That's for me, mas- 
311 ;’' and another parcel from another pocket, 
“ That’s for my wife, massa; ” and another 
still (in all thirteen dollars), “ That's for my 
child, massa." When asked by the missionary 
If he was not giving too much, he said, “ God's 
work must be done, massa, and I may be dead. 
As I have no promise of to-morrow, I must do 
my full duty to-day.” 
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God is Love.—G od is the God of love—Chris¬ 
tianity is a religion of love. Jesus Christ was 
an incarnation of love. He was love, living, 
breathing, speaking, among men. His birth 
was the nativity of love; his sermons, the word 
of love; his miracles, the wonders of love; his 
tears, the melting of love; his crucifixion, the 
I agonies 0 / love; his death, the sacrifice of love; 
I and his resurrection the triumph of love. 
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JUST as a mother grieves over her child's 
weakness and faultiness, but still loves him 
most tenderly, so God cherishes us, notwith¬ 
standing all our frailty. 
