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MOORE'S RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
JULY 25 
THE DOG DUNDEE. 
LEGEND OF THE RHINE 
Many years ago there lived in an old castle on 
the banks of the Rhine, the brisk and wealthy 
young Baron Schncidelhurst. Tie whb an ardent i 
lover of the chase, and whs also tho lover of the 
bountiful Lady Ravenel, and even ventured to 
pay his addresses to her, but was rejected be¬ 
cause she was of tho opinion that he loved his 
bravo old bloodhound Bunder better than he 
did her°elf. In fact the Lady Ravenel stated 
her suspicions to the Baron, the correctness of ( 
which he made no attempt to dispute, 
" Reasons there are, my lady," he would say, i 
"that Dunder should come first In nay affec¬ 
tions, for he can hunt better than you O&n ; he 
Can run faster through the forest than you ( 
can ; and I have known him longer than I have 
known you.” i 
As the Lady Ravenel declined coming In com¬ 
petition with Dunder, the Baron 8ohnei4el- 1 
hurst, as I have observed before, was a rejected * 
suitor. 
But please observe now how strange a turn 
tho tide of affairs took. As tho Lady Ravenel > 
was one afternoon riding through the denso 
dark forest by a horse-path hut little frequent- < 
ed, she was waylaid and attacked by two armed 
assassins In masks. One Of them had just 
drawn a glittering polnard which ho was about 
to plunge into Lady Ravencl’s breast, when 
Dunder, who happened to be roaming through 
the forest on a tour or pleasure and observa¬ 
tion, suddenly sprang upon the bloody assassin, : 
and struck his fangs into his face and neck 1 
with such force ns to compel a speedy surroti- ‘ 
dor. The accomplice, or rather, as it. turned i 
out, the principal In this murderous design, l 
seeking escape by Hi gut, was also overtaken 
and wounded by Dunder; and, on the mask 1 
falling from his face, ho was found to be a wild, 1 
reckless young Boron who had aspired without 1 
success to the Lady Ravenel’s hand. In a very 1 
short time the mellow horn of tho Baron 
Bchncidelhurst wus heard resounding through 1 
the forest, when Dunder gave a long-continued, 1 
dismal howl, which the Baron evidently under- 1 
stood, for it was not but a few minutes before 
lie made his appearance at the spot, where he 
found the two disabled assassins stretched upon 
tho ground, and the Lady Ravenel almost dead 
from fright. 
The murderous miscreants were of course 
speedily made to suffer condign punishment ; 
and the Lady Ravenel, considering within her¬ 
self that Dunder bad saved her life, became ex¬ 
ceedingly attached to him, and in process of 
time even consented to marry his master. 
And they were married—tho Baron Schneidel- 
hurat and t he Lady Ravenel; and for nine long 
days t he old castle was one continued scene of 
song and revelry anil dunce, Dunder was also 
an invited guest on this festive occasion, and 
witnessed the whole proceedings from begin¬ 
ning to end, evincing bis satisfaction by a pro¬ 
longed smile which stretched his mouth open 
from ear to car. During the honeymoon and 
for a good while after, domestic matters in the 
old castle moved ah mg very harmoniously, but 
before a year had fairly rolled round, a curious 
jealousy arose In the family; a very twisted, 
oomplioal tnl sort of an affair, as you might term 
it. The Baron Schneldelhuret became jealous 
because ho suspected that the Baroness loved 
Dunder better t han she did him ; and the Bar¬ 
oness was Jealous because she very clearly per¬ 
ceived that the Baron retained Ills old prefer¬ 
ence for Dunder over herself. And so it came 
to pass, a burning jealousy raged In the breasts 
of both—for Although tho Baron really did love 
Dunder better than he did Ills wire, and the 
Baroness on her part loved Dunder better than 
site did the Baron, yet they wore each uneasy 
and unhappy because of the rival quadruped. 
And here notioe In passing, how glaring the 
selfishness of mankind and womankind appears 
in this. Each one waft willing to give tho pref¬ 
erence in love to Dunder, but at the same time 
required that the lovo of the other t o himself 
or herself should be supreme. Under such a 
whimsical and anomalous condition of affairs, 
It is cotta I illy not to be wondered at that the 
lives of the Baron SchneldeUmrst and his lady 
were Involved in glomn and unhappiness. 
But this of course could not last forever, and 
each without the knowledge of the other, and 
influenced by motives so strange and contra¬ 
dictory as not to be susceptible of explanation, 
deputed an old, confidential servant named 
Orlmgrabh to carry* Dunder to a distant part of 
the river and drown him. The Baroness, on 
her part, to make sure of the destruction of an 
animal she both loved and hated, gave partlou- 
lardlreotlon that n huge stone should be at¬ 
tached to the neck of the dog, before he whs 
consigned to the water. As I deem it an Im¬ 
perative duty to relate all the particulars of 
this veracious history, i must further Inform 
the reader that very singularly the Baron and 
Ij.ironoss happened not only to employ the 
same servant by whom to send the dog, but 
they also lilt upon the same day and the very 
same hour of the day. 
But human feelings and passions are liable to 
change, and after Grlmgrabb laid been gone 
with Dunder some eight or ten hours, the Baron 
Schneldolburst end his lady began to take a 
new view of the matter, and felt that they had 
been guilty of a very cruel, disreputable act. 
Each one of t hem, unknown to the other, pass¬ 
ed a most miserable night, and In tho morning 
they concluded to make a clean breast of it. 
The Baroness first opened the subject, and re¬ 
questing to seo ber husband privately, she an¬ 
nounced to him, with a great appearance of re¬ 
morse, that "she had something very particu¬ 
lar to say to him.” 
“Ah, so have I to you,” he replied. 
" Welt, my dear," remarked the Baroness, 
" the dog.” 
" Yes," reiterated the Baron, “the dog.” 
"Sent off," said the Baroness. 
“Yes, sent off,” sighed the Baron. 
" Yesterday by Grlmgrabb,” continued the 
Baroness, 
“ Ah, yes,” rejoined the Baron “ yesterday by 
Grl in grabb." 
"To be drowned,” whimpered the Baroness 
through her tears. 
“Yes,” groaned the Baron, " to be drowned." 
" Nov—nev nev—nev—never see poor Dunder 
again,” blubbered the Baroness. 
“ No; nev nev—nev—never see poor Dunder 
again,” more loudly blubbered the Baron. 
"Can you forgive mo, my dear Schnoidel- 
hi rst?” asked the Baroness In her most be¬ 
seeching tones. 
“ Forgive you 7" exclaimed the astonished 
Baron, "why 1 am the one who ought to ask 
forgiveness, lor I sent, off the dog.” 
“ You sent off the dog?" Inquired the Baron¬ 
ess, now on her part perfectly astounded. 
" Yes, I sent oil' the dog.” 
“ By Grlmgrabb?" 
“ Yes, by Grlmgrabb." 
" To be drowned ?” 
“ Yes, to Ire drowned." 
Then the odd coincidence of the whole affair 
at once flashed through their minds, on which 
they both wept, and begged forgiveness of each 
other; and after that they kissed to make 
friends, and vowed that they would never be 
guilty of such a ably, wicked act again. But. 
when they thought of poor Dunder— poor Dun¬ 
der drowned and dead—their tears flowed 
afresh, and the Baroness observed that al¬ 
though she now loved her dear Baron Sohnel- 
dolhnrst better 1 ban ail the dogs In the world, 
yet she would be willing to set the old castle 
on tire, If she could only see poor Dunder again, 
alive and well. The Baron on his part affirmed 
that his dear Uavenel-Schneldel hurst was dearer 
to him now a great deal than even Dunder was; 
but at the same time he would agree to go 
without lager beer all his life and drink noth¬ 
ing but wine, If he oould only bring poor Bun¬ 
der to life us easily as bo had ordered him to be 
drowned. 
Strange to relate, while they were condoling 
with each other in this melancholy manner, In 
rushed Dunder, looking just as brisk and lively 
as though lie hud never met with a watery grave 
In the whole course of his natural life. In fact 
ho never had, for Grlmgrabb was a sly, wide 
awake old codger, and very wisely concluded 
that these Hffa and jealousies among young 
married people meant little or nothing, and 
hence lie had merely shut Dunder up In are- 
mote pail of the premises, until about the time 
he thought the dog might, be wanted. 
The Baron and Baroness learned several use¬ 
ful lessons from this event. 
First—Never to be jealous. 
Second—Never to love man, woman or dog 
better t ban they loved each other. 
Third—Never to send old Grlmgrabb off on 
such a bootless, fruitless expedition as that of 
drowning a dog, and especially such a dog as 
Dunder. 
STORY OF A FOUNDLING. 
HY ROBERT CHAMBERS. 
About eighty years ago Mr. Gordon of Ar- 
docli, in Aberdeenshire, a tall castle situated 
upon a rock overlooking the son, was one 
stormy night alarmed by the firing of n gun, 
apparently from a distressed vessel. Collecting 
his dependents and furnishing himself with 
lights and ropes, he hurried down to the beach 
amid t he pollings of one of the severest storms 
he had any recollection of. On arriving there, 
lie and Ids people could discern no ship; they 
saw no light; they heard no cry. But, search- 
ini! about, they found an infant lying in a kind 
of floating crib or cradle, as if It had boon 
brought ashore from a perished vessel by the 
force of the winds and the waves. The young 
stranger was removed to the castle and taken 
care of, and In the morning there were Indu¬ 
bitable signB of shipwreck on the beach, but 
uo other person seemed to have got ashore. 
Mr. Gordon, unable to trace the history of 
the Infant (It was a female), brought her up 
with his own daughters, and became as much 
attached to her as to any of his children. The 
foundling received, in all respects, the same 
treatment and the same education as the 
young ladles with whom she was associated, 
and in time she grow to wotnnn's estate. 
About, that time a similar storm occurred. Mr. 
Gordon hurried as usual to the shore, but t his 
time was so happy us to receive a shipwrecked 
part y, among whom was a gentleman passen¬ 
ger. After a comfortable night spent In the 
castle, this stranger was next morning sur¬ 
prised by the entrance of the young ladies, 
upon one of whom ho fixed a gaze of the great¬ 
est Interest. 
" Is this your daughter, too ?" said he to bis 
kind liost. "No,” Said Mr. Gordon ; "but she 
is as dear to me as if she were.” And then he 
related the story of the former storm, and of 
the discovery of the infant upon tho bcaoli. 
At the conclusion the stranger said with much 
emotion that he had all reason to believe that 
the young lady was his own niece. He then 
stated the circumstances of a sister's return 
from India, corresponding to the time of the 
shipwreck, and explained how It might happen 
that Mr. Gordon's inquiries for the parents of 
the child had failed. "She is now," he Bald, 
“an orphan; but her father has left her the 
bulk of bis fortune, to be bestowed upon her 
if she should ever be found." 
All these things being fully substantiated by 
the stranger, it became necessary that the 
young lady should leave Arnoch to put herself 
under the care of a new protector; but this 
was u bitter trial, and elm could at last be re¬ 
conciled to quit Ardoch only on the condition 
that one of her friends, the daughter of Mr. 
Gordon, should accompany her. This was con¬ 
sented to. and the whole party soon arter left 
Scotland to proceed to Gottenburg, in Sweden, 
where her uncle carried on a large mercantile 
concern. 
There la no further romance in the tale as far 
as the lady was concerned; for fact does not 
always go as Action would. But a curious cir¬ 
cumstance resulted, nevertheless, from the 
shipwreck. Miss Gordon was wooed and won 
at Gottenburg by a young Scottish merchant 
named Erskino, a son of Erskine of Gumbo, In 
Fife—a youth of narrow fortunes, with seven¬ 
teen persona between him and the title and 
estates of the Earl of Kelley. The seventeen 
died, and this young man became an earl. 
More than this, a sister of Miss Gordon was, 
through the same connection of circumstances, 
married to a younger brother of the former, 
who succeeded to this title. Thus through the 
accident of the shipwreck two daughters of 
an Aberdeenshire laird became Countesses of 
Kelley. Unfortunately neither had any chil¬ 
dren, so that the title has reverted to the Earl 
of Mar, the representative of tho family of 
which that of Kelley was a branch. 
Since the preceding waB written the earldoms 
of Mar and Kelley have been disjoined, in con¬ 
sequence of the Earl of Mar and Kelley having 
died without issue, in 186(5, when the earldom 
of Mar passed to helrs-general,and the earldom 
of Kelley to helrs-male. 
-- 
OLD LOVE REKINDLED. 
The wedding was that of Mr. Conger, mem¬ 
ber of Congress from Michlgt», with Mrs. Sib¬ 
ley, widow of Major Sibley, Uuited States Army. 
She was Miss Humphries, daughter of Judge 
Humphries of the Supreme Court of the State 
of Ohio, and twenty-seven years ago was affi¬ 
anced to Mr. Conger, t hen a handsome, bloom¬ 
ing youth. They quarreled and parted. In six 
months the quarrel was forgotten, and they 
were again engaged. Miss Humphries was 
pretty, a bell®, and a flirt. Hir flirt ing propen¬ 
sities did not please Mr. Conger, and he remon¬ 
strated with her. Being a high-spirited girl, 
bhe again and Anally broke the engagement, 
telling him she would never marry him. 
lie left the State. She married and he mar¬ 
ried. Major Sibley lived twelve years. There 
were no children, and at bis death she went 
abroad. Mrs. Conger lived a few years, and left 
Uiroe children. In October, weary of European 
life, Mrs. Klbley determined to return to her 
home in Cincinnati. Arriving In New York, It 
occurred to her to come to Washington for a 
few weeks. Oh, woman, how mysterious arc 
thy ways 1 One clay, time hanging wearily on 
her hands, she wandered (?) to Congress, of 
course never dreaming that in this august body 
sat ber affinity. An hour passed. The debates 
were prosy and tedious. So gat hering her wraps 
about her, she prepared to leave the gallery, 
when there wub a tap on her shoulder. Turn¬ 
ing, who did she behold, but the lover of her 
youth. 
After oommonplace greetings In an agitated 
voice, she made tho Inquiry“ I suppose your 
family are with you?” "Did you not know 
that my wife was dead ?" With tragic start she 
averred she did not. They chatt ed some time, 
and on leaving she said “ I am at the Arling¬ 
ton ; will you come and see me?" Hesitation 
on his part, blushes on hers, and then in a low 
voice replied Conger, "I will come If you take 
back what you said to me twenty-five years 
ago," " I will,” she answered, and he wilted. 
The engagement was very brief, and the happy 
twain were united. The bride wore a pearl- 
colored eatln brocade, with diamond orna¬ 
ments, and looked very well, albeit she could 
not look sentimental, for she Is not very young, 
and weighs about one hundred and ninety-live 
pounds,— Cincln mil Commercial. 
^abkilt grading. 
SPARKS AND SPLINTERS. 
" Wtm Yurd & Kirilins ” is the orthographical 
phoenix of signs in Springfield, Mass. 
What requires more philosophy than taking 
things as they come? Parting with things as 
they go. 
Wisconsin won’t let clergymen kiss the bride 
any more, and fees have jumped from fifty 
cents to live dollars. 
It is stated that the only pawnbroker in Ore¬ 
gon is hanging from a tree; and he has been 
hanging there over six weeks. 
An ostrich does draw the line somewhere. 
He stops at gate hinges. The grasshopper will 
eat the shoes off an exhausted mule. 
“Cast Iron Sinks” is written upon the sign 
of n Hartford plumber. “Well, who In the 
(hie) said it didn’t?" chuckled an inebriate 
man, after reading it over three times. 
THE LESSON OF THE BEAUTIFUL 
FLOWERS. 
ISee Illustration, page 66.] 
"The flower fadeth: but the Word of our God 
shall stand forever.”— Isaiah. 40: 8. 
OF all things beautiful and bright, 
In this rich world of ours, 
God gives us nnnglit. for our delight 
More lovely than tile flowers. 
He plants them with unsparing hand 
Alike for great and small; 
They bloom about, the happy land 
To give delight to all. 
Bach has Its proper beauty; those 
That make the garden gay, 
And the neglected weed that grews 
Beside the common way. 
And oft our prvthwny, lone and rough. 
They cheer with glowing hue; 
And as if this were not enough, 
God gives them perfume too. 
And well from this we might discern 
His mercies and ills i owers; 
But more than t his. He bids us learn 
A lesson from the flowers. 
The frail bright blossoms fade, to show 
How fleeting and how vain 
Are all our earthly Joys, which go, 
And may nut como again. 
But while the flowerets of the sod 
Still wither and decay. 
The steadfast promise of our God 
Cau never pass away. 
Though all things pass, His Word Is sure— 
Unchanging and the sntne— 
His lovo and mercy will endure 
For those who love His name. 
-- 
SATURDAY NIGHT. 
’Txs Saturday night again ; anothor week has 
gone, with its joys and sorrows, never to be re¬ 
called, nor can any records of Us moments be 
altered; they must stand as we have made 
them, either for good or evil. How many bright 
eyes have been dimmed— how many endear¬ 
ments bestowed—how many lovers betrothed 
—how many hopes wrecked- how many prom¬ 
ises broken—how many hearts are cold now 
that leaped warm with joy last Saturday uigbt! 
What history each week unfolds of sorrower 
of gladness, and how few of us can look with¬ 
out a feeling of remorse on tho events of seven 
short days—how few of us cau show a pure, 
unspotted record ; still we drift ever on, heed¬ 
ing not the lessons of oach pnssirg hour. 
The toils of the week are over; forget troub¬ 
les and vexations of business, but go not to 
sock for pleasure in tho gilded saloon or bou¬ 
doir of sin. Go homo to the glad hearts that 
wait to welcome you, for there are found the 
brightest Joys of life, and with thy family 
around the hearthstone pass your Baturday 
night, forgetting all save the determination to 
make home happy. There anxious hearts await 
you and their smiling faces will receive you, 
and loved ones cheer and console you, if weary. 
Go homo to-night, for only He knows where 
the soul may lie next Saturday night; then go 
home, and make those happy who lovo and 
would make you so. Sow tho seeds of Joy at 
home, reap the harvest of happiness on Satur¬ 
day night; leave wild, icckless companions, 
and make home indeed the " dearest spot on 
earth,” thanking Him from whom all joys 
come, for the bright and happy hours of Satur¬ 
day night.___ 
TEACHING SUNDAY SCHOOL. 
In the Sunday School Teacher for July, Dr. 
Gregory gives nine rules for teachers, as fol¬ 
lows : 
1. Never begin a recitation or class exercise 
till the attention of the whole class is secured. 
2. Pause whenever the attention Is lost or in¬ 
terrupted, and do not go on till It is completely 
regained. 
3. Never exhaust completely the pupils’ power 
of attention, and hence never continuo an exer¬ 
cise after signs of weariness nppei.r. Either 
change the subject, or pause to kindle fresh at¬ 
tention. 
4. Let the length of time of the recitation 
< correspond to the ages of the class, tnaklug the 
1 lessons of young pupils very brief. 
5. Illustrations, and especially If presented 
to the eye, help to rouse and tlx the attention, 
but care must be taken that the illustration 
eball not too much withdraw the attention 
1 from the real eubjeot. 
6 . Beeli to rest and encourage the attention 
by a pleasing variety, but avoid distraction. 
7. Attempt vory difficult subjects only when 
the mind Is froeh, arid arouse the attention to 
its highest pitch. 
8. Select carefully those aspects of the lesson, 
^ and use such illustrat ion as shall be adapted to 
the age and at tainments of your class. 
- 9. Kindle and maintain the highest possible 
n interest in the subject itself. 
Christianity is the true citizenship of the 
world; and universal peace, and the free ex¬ 
change by all lands and tribes of their several 
peculiar goods and gifts, are possible only as 
all are grouped around, and unite ! by the cross 
of a'common Redeemer and the hope of a oom- 
mou heaven,— Wm. R. Williams, 
