MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
APRIL 47 
her rich jewels, and she was married In the 
dress he had bought her seven years before. A 
little later they went for a bridal tour to their 
childhood’s hame in Vermont, once again to 
bring vividly to mind the old days when their 
hearts were llrst warmed into the love for each 
other which had reached its full fruition after 
the lapse of bo many weary years. 
They have now settled near Victor In Ontario 
County, where they anticipate spending the 
remainder of their days In peace and quietude. 
They are an old couple, hut veiy happy, and 
scarcely less fond of each other I robahiy than 
when their passion coursed through the veins 
of youth. 
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FOOLING A CAR DRIVER. 
The Passenger who would not Place his 
Fare In the Box. 
Tun other night as the “last car” on the 
Mi'dii ran avenue route wan turning around on 
the table at t he corner of Woodward and Jeffer¬ 
son avenues two young men, who had fixed up 
a straw man In a good shape helped him aboard 
and seated him at the end furthered from the 
driver. The "dummy” man had Ills bat pull¬ 
ed low, his arms down, and was so braced up 
against the end of the car that “he" looked as 
much a passenger ns any one. The. car moved 
off after awhile, and as it turned into Michigan 
avenue an old lady got aboard. She paid her 
fare, the two young men followed suit, and the 
car moved on again, the driver keeping his eve 
on the “dummy” and wondering If lie was 
going to try to beat Ills fare. 
At First street the driver jingled his bell for 
fare, and the two young men and the old wo¬ 
man looked over at the straw man. The car 
moved up to Third street, and the driver look¬ 
ed through the window and yelled “Fare,” 
and jingled the bell again. There being no re¬ 
sponse, ho opened the door and called out to 
t he straw man : 
“ Say, you ! You want to pay your fare!” 
There was no answer, and after going half a 
block lie shouted out again : 
“ You man, there—walk up here and pay your 
fare!” 
One of the young men sat opposite “dum¬ 
my," and he squeaked out in reply : 
“ Drive on the old hearse!” 
“ What ! What’s that?” shouted the driver 
pushing the door dear open. 
“ Oh I hire a hull!” was the reply. 
“ See hero, mister, you’ve got to pay your fare 
or get off!" exclaimed the driver, winding the 
lines around the brake. 
“ G rash us mo ! Jf there’s going to be a fight 
let me get off I” shouted the old lady, atul she 
rushed down the cur and mado a clean Jump 
from the door. 
“ Now, then, are you going to pay your fare ?” 
said the driver, as ho entered the car. 
“Pay.be-lianged," was the muttered reply. 
“ You’d better lookout for htoa, he’s ugly!” 
whispered the otlior young man to the driver. 
“ I don’t cure If he’s as ugly as John Jacob 
Astor, lie’s got to pay Ms Mr-, or off he goes !" 
The driver slid down to the end of the cur, 
spit on his hands, and continued: 
“ Come now out with your fare, or off you 
go I" 
There was no reply, no movement; and spit¬ 
ting on ills hands again ho called out: 
“ Well, here you cornel’* and grabbed “dum¬ 
my" by the shoulder, llis object was to jerk 
the “fellow” out. oT doors, and expecting a 
struggle ho put forth all hi* strength In a 
mighty effort. It was very successful. The 
driver went out of Mm car heels over head, 
witli the straw man oh top of him, and the 
young men leaped off the front end of the car 
Justus the victim was trying to get his thumb 
iu the straw man’s eye.— Detroit Free Press. 
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WHAT ONE WOMAN HAS DONE. 
The Cincinnati Times contains this account 
of what a Pennsylvania woman has accom¬ 
plished : 
In looking over the Times we saw an account 
of the exploits of a Californian and an Oregon 
girl. Now wo do not dispute these facts (?), but 
wo have seen and know of something more 
wonderful than the mighty works of either the 
California or Oregon girl. 
We dwell in a branch of the beautiful Clinton 
Valley, in Fayette County, Fa. Just to i he east 
of 11 s are the Chestnut. Kidgc Mountains, as 
rough and rooky as mountains generally are. 
Well, upon the top of the mountain dwells a 
widow lady, yet in the prime of life, who Is now 
wealthy, and owns Mm best mountain farm In 
Fayette County. Years ago, when quite young, 
she married a young man who owned tills farm 
and a team, and nothing more. The land was 
uncleared, exceedingly rocky and full ot ra¬ 
vines. l.i a few mouths after being married, 
the husband died, leaving his wife nothing but 
this land, cabin and team. Thrown upon her 
own resources, the widow went to work felling 
timber, making cross-ties and hauling t hem to 
the railroad at ConnellsVllle, distant ten miles, 
and all without assistance from any one. This 
being before the panicky times, she made 
money sufficient to give her a good start in life. 
Disliking to drive a team or attend to horses, 
as s ion as she considered horse If able she hired 
a driver, hutfcontlunod in making the cross-ties 
witli her own hands, and between times amused 
herself by blasting l ocks and rolling them into 
the ravines, thus “ killing two birds with one 
stone”—clearing the land and filling up ibe 
ravines. Tims by industry, economy, and per¬ 
severance, she, in a years, few amassed a con¬ 
siderable fortune, cleared seventy-five acres of 
rough land, filling up and leveling over ravines 
and fitting them for agricultural purposes. 
It was Indeed an interesting sight to see her 
sitting on top of a rook with a drill In one 
hand arid a sledge in the other, piercing the 
very heart of the rock and blowing it to atoms, 
and afterwards rolling It piece by piece Into the 
adjacent ravine. This lady lias now a grand 
house, luxuriously furnished ; a first-class piano 
from which she bring* forth the sweetest music, 
and fifty thousand in the bank. 
She bus bail scores of offers, but she refuses 
them all, preferring to puss the remainder of 
her Ilia In single blessedness rather than under¬ 
go the pangs of burying another husband. 
Can California or Oregon beat tills? Are the 
Atlantic States thrown in the shade by the 
Pacific: States ? But tills is not Lhe most wonder¬ 
ful story wo could tell of Pennsylvania women. 
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HIS EXPERIENCE. 
“ No, sir, I never regretted marrying Mollie 
here. She’s been the making of me. I was an 
idle dog when I met her and thought of noth¬ 
ing but spending my money at saloons just as 
last as I earned it. She was only a poor seam¬ 
stress that wus industrious, honest and frugal 
in habits, for she’d had a hard row to hoe, poor 
girl! Well,for tier sake l grew saving and care¬ 
ful and soon had a little money in the bank. 
Finally we were married and alter furulslilng 
two rooms had Just $100 left. It was not much, 
but it was our own. That was fourteen months 
back. Now we have this little house. We have 
carpets on the floors of two rooms, nine pic¬ 
tures on the wall and nearly fifty hooks in that 
case of shelves up there which I made. Our 
bouse la small, but Micro is no envy, no fear of 
the future, fault--finding or selfishness in it. We 
have nearly $100 saved, besides these things in 
t he house. Our rent is paid for the entire year 
till next spring. We go to church regularly, 
attend concerts and lectures ami amusements 
when the price is not too high. Sometimes the 
prices are so high we cannot afford to go. Then 
we stay at homo, read to each other,have visit¬ 
ors or go out a little while to visit, a few friends 
close by. I haven’t been In a saloon since 1 
was married, sir, and will never enter one again. 
I had rather those hooks, pictures, carpet* and 
the organ should be in our house Mian in the 
house of the man who makes tils saloon at¬ 
tractive so as to entice men there no as to spend 
their earnings. We find that Mils life is as we 
make It. Wo are helping each other, ami the 
more we do for each other the better five 
each other, and thus my wife is leading me to 
heaven. And from the bottom of my heart I 
wish that all young men who are traveling the 
road I traveled two years ago would follow my 
example for, sir, they’d never regret it. 
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IAPPY HUSBANDS. 
It is a man’s own fault if he is unhappy with 
his wife, in nine eases out. of ten. It is a very 
exceptional woman who will not be all she can 
be to an attentive husband, and a more excep¬ 
tional one who will not be very disagreeable if 
she finds herself willfully neglected. It would 
be very easy to hate a man who, bavin; bound 
a woman to him, made no effort to make her 
happy ; hard not to love one who was constant, 
and tender; and when a woman loves she al¬ 
ways strives to please. 
The great men of Mds world have often been 
wri t died in their domestic relations, while 
mean and common men have been exceedingly 
liappy. The reason Is very plain. Absorbed in 
themselves, those who desire the world’s ap¬ 
plause were carele’S of the little world at home; 
while those who nud none of this egotism strove 
to keep the hearts that were their own, and 
were happy in their tenderness. 
No woman will love a man the better for 
being renowned or prominent. Though he he 
first among men she will only be prouder, not 
fonder, and If she loses him through this re¬ 
nown, as Is often the case, she will not even be 
proud. But give her love, appreciation, kind¬ 
ness, and there la no sacrifice she would not 
make for his content, and comfort. The man 
who loves her well Is her hero and her king. 
No lees a hero to her though he Is not one to 
any other; no less a king, though his only king¬ 
dom is her heart and homo. 
LARGE AND SMALL EARS. 
La hue ears, as has been observed, hear things 
In general, and denote broad, comprehensive 
views and modes of thought, while small ears 
hear things In particular; showing a disposi¬ 
tion to individualize, often accompanied by the 
love of the minute. Large ears are usually sat¬ 
isfied with learning t he leading facts of a case, 
with the general principles Involved—too strict 
an attention to the enumeration of details, 
especially all repetition of the more unimpor¬ 
tant, is wearisome to them. People with such 
ears like generally, and are usually well fitted 
to conduct large enterprises; to receive and 
pay out money In large sums; in buying or sell¬ 
ing would prefer to leave a margin rather than 
reduce the quantity of goods of any sort to the 
exact dimensions of the measure specified, and 
in giving would prefer to give with free hand 
and without too strict a calculation as to the 
exact amount. Small ears, on the contrary, 
desire to know the particulars of a story as well 
as the main facts ; take delight in examining, 
handling or constructing tiny specimens of 
workmanship; are disposed to he exaet with 
respect to inches and ounces in buying or sell¬ 
ing, to the extent at least of know ing the exact 
number over or under the stated measure given 
or received. People with such cars would. In 
most cases, prefer a retail to a wholesale bust- 
THE ITALIAN FEASANT. 
This child of earth and the sun, when tourists 
are gone, will bo lazily pruning vines, loading 
the fragrant lemons or dancing and struggling 
to keep under the ripe grape* which laughing 
girls pour knee high Into his vat. Braced rather 
than wearied with Ids work, when evening 
comes he plunge* his strong straight limbs, 
and tosses Ids chestnut, curls in the blue waves 
of the little bay, and then hastens to meet his 
bright wife and the little ones at the door of the 
church, where the villagers are joiningtogether 
before the kindly Presence in some simple 
prayer. 
The women draw their gay kerchiefs over 
their heads and away to hod as good house¬ 
wives wont; ho turns to eat ills mesa of mae- 
oaroul and love-apples under some vine-laden 
pergola, listening the while to someoantaetorie 
reciting in low impassioned tones the weird 
beauty of Armlda, or the love “ passing the 
love of women," which Messed the lives of 
Medoraand Clarindauo, the Nlsusand Eurvalus 
of chivalrlc legend. At last lie turns home, 
caroling away a whole string of stornelli, a 
challenge to the passer-by to match his skill In 
song. A cloudless skv, balmy air, llre-Ilies flash¬ 
ing aero** the path, nightingales trilling in the 
gloom, nature glorious as on the first day, and 
man, too, still bearing about something of the 
glory, because something of the faith of his 
first home .—( ornhill Mauazlvc. 
A LONG MOLE BACK RIDE. 
Mu, Geo. If a itms, formerly of the town of 
Locke, Cayuga Go., N. Y., had a 4,000 miles’ride 
on a mule during the past twelve or fourteen 
months. He writes to a friend that, starting 
from Pueblo, in Colorado, he went across New 
Mexleoto Kl Paso and 2h0 miles further down 
into old Mexico, then across into Texas, and 
traveled over the country west id the St a keel 
Plains; then back across the southern part of 
New f Mexico to Silver City; thence west to Tuc¬ 
son, Arizona; then striking the Gila Kiver and 
down to Fort Yuma, on the Colorado iliver, 
near the southeast, corner of California; thence 
to Kan Diego, on the Pacific Ocean ; thence back 
to the Colorado JUver and up along that river 
to the south line of Utah and In Brigham’s do¬ 
minions, CO miles south of Sal- Luke City, to a 
place called Jacob’s City. At. Silver City ho 
fell in with a man by the name of Lush or Lusk, 
from Wayne Co., N, Y., who seems to have 
shared with him the remainder of that perilous 
journey. Harris speaks of the country up the 
Colorado as the most difficult to travel over of 
any he had seen. 
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FOUR GREAT MEN. 
In a sermon preached some time since by the 
Rev. James Freeman Clarke of Boston, lie said: 
“The four greatest men this country has pro¬ 
duced are, 1 think, Washington Frankl’n, Jef¬ 
ferson and Lincoln. Of these, Jefferson was 
the great genius, Franklin the greatest intel¬ 
lect, Lincoln the most, marked product of 
American Institutions, and Washington the 
greatest character. In the s torm which drove 
the vessel containing the Apostle Paul on the 
shore of Malta, we arc told that Mm mariners 
‘cast four anchors out of the stern, and wished 
for duy.’ Our four anchors, holding us fast 
from behind, are the examples and teaching* 
of Washington, Franklin, Jefferson and Abra¬ 
ham Lincoln. The first represents virtue in 
politics; the second, good sense in politics; 
the Hurd, democracy in politics; the fourth, 
humanity in politics. Let us reverence these 
great examples, holding us firm to a noble past, 
and so saving us for a better future. With four 
such Illustrious Jives as these to reverence, to 
study and to follow, we may feel Mutt in the 
most stormy hours, and the darkest, nights, 
‘we may hold safe these anchors, and wisit for 
day.’ ” 
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A HAPPY HOME. 
Donald G. Mitchell, who is equally gifted 
in indulging in “ Reveries," as a bachelor, and 
in suggesting home decorations, writes“ If 1 
have no couches and horses, 1 can at least hang 
a tracery <<f vine-leaves along my porch, so ex¬ 
quisitely delicate that no sculpturo can match 
it; if I have no conservatories with their won¬ 
ders, yet the sun and 1 t ogether can build up a 
tangled coppice of blooming things in my door- 
yard of which every tiny lcallet shall be a mira¬ 
cle. Nay, I may make my borne, however smalt 
it may be, so complete In Its simplicity, so fitted 
to Its offices, so governed by neatness, so em¬ 
bowered by wealth of leaves and flowers, that 
| no riches in the world can add to it without 
damaging Its rural grace; and my gardeners— 
1 sunshine, frost and flowers, are their names— 
shall work for me with no crusty reluctance, 
but with an abandon and zeal that ask only 
gratitude for pay." 
Sabbath Reading. 
HOPE AND DESPONDENCY. 
BY CHARLOTTE N. CORONER. 
Are Summer’s roses dealt ? 
Has all its brightness fled 
With the cntll Autumn showers ? 
Oh, cast, away Ihy gloom, 
For soon above tliolr tomb 
Shall bud again Spring flowers. 
Things do not always die 
When fa<llng from the eye. 
Life ever mtist go on 
From bud t.o fruit—then seed. 
Thus It has been decreed. 
Thus are its victories won. 
Then sav that death Is change. 
The soul WOlfld wider range. 
Or don a fairer guise. 
When age destroys the old. 
It drops the outer fold. 
’Tis that alone which dies. 
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FOR CHRIST’S SAKE. 
BY MAY MAPLE. 
Dii) you ever think, dear reader, that we were 
required to tniffeT for His sake? -that the petty 
trials that arise from day to day even in the 
best regulated families, causing vexations and 
anger, were crosses given us to bear with meek¬ 
ness and humility? Is there not as much vir¬ 
tue in returning pleasant words, or none at all, 
for angry abuse, as for giving to another that 
which wo desire for ourselves? When Christ 
was insulted, and even spit upon. Ho opened 
not Ills mouth; and this was not from any 
cowardice, lint to teach His followers forbear¬ 
ance and long suffeilng. 
Do you obey the dictates of Mir Golden Rule ? 
Are you instant, in season to check wrong doers, 
beseeching them to repent of their sins for His 
sake? Do your friends and enemies know by 
all the actions of your life that you are anxious 
to see them walking In the patliB of righteous¬ 
ness? Ii you were standing on the brink of a 
fearful al>y**, blind end without a guide, would 
you feel that one had done his whole duty who 
merely said, “ You are standing on dangerous 
ground : you had better get away from that 
place or you may fail down into a fearful pit?" 
How would you know in your blindness which 
way to turn to shun the dreaded danger? Some 
one must lead you away into the straight path. 
If you would d ■ by others as you wish others 
to do by you, Seif must be forgotten ; you must 
open the blind eyes or else be yourself the guid¬ 
ing angel. 
“But," you say, “ I have not time to lead all 
the stray ones I may see Into the direct road ; 
they should not tic so careless. I must see to 
the wants of myself an t family ;" and you go 
on hoarding up the treasures that will rust and 
decay. Your gifts are bestowed only when It is 
a matt er of convenience: you arc careful not to 
suffer any discomforts from your deeds of char¬ 
ity ; possibly you may dispose of some cast-off 
garments of which you arc glad to he rid. 
When the weather Is fair, On I he Sabbath day, 
and you feel well enough, you attend church ; 
you do not allow yourself to sutfor from the in¬ 
clemency or the weather, even for His sake. 
You attend the Thursday evening meeting as 
frequently as your neighbors. If your neigh¬ 
bors do not attend regularly is It not more nec¬ 
essary fni • you to be prompt In your duties, 
that your light may shine, to be seen of men? 
Should you not be more earnest lo labor for 
Christ's sake? He never failed to show an in¬ 
terest. In t he spiritual as well as bodily welfare 
of poor, erring mortals. It mattered not what 
nas the condition of life, whether with high or 
low ; wherever He was a guest He never failed 
of finding some way of doing good. Ho suffered 
for our sake;, from His earliest infancy, through 
His whole life. And ought we not, for His sake, 
to be willing in step out. of our own well-beaten 
track, to render another service, or even to ren¬ 
der a service to ourselves, that is not of earth, 
earthy t 
Jt is not necesBiiry to bo burned at the stake, 
or fastened to the stocks, as in those olden days 
of the martyr*. Yet mothlnks the same spirit 
of forbearance and renunciation is desirable in 
developing a well-rounded, Christian life, as 
would make us willing to lay our heads upon the 
block beneath the glittering ax. For Christ’s 
sake let those who profess to be His followers 
be up and doing while the day lasts. The fields 
ara white for t he harvest, and erelong the stew¬ 
ard coineth to cull Ids laborer* to account. For 
His sake let the Christian's lan.p be trimmed 
and burning: and when He shall come with 
the angels in glory there will be no need of the 
cry, " Let the mountains and the rocks fall on 
us, to bide us from Jlis presence." But with a 
shout of welcome will His appearance be greet¬ 
ed who is to bring the crown and palm to ea;h 
of His beloved. 
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One of the saddest things about human na¬ 
ture is, that a man may guide others in the 
path of life without walking In it himself—that 
he may be a pilot, and yet a castaway. 
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It is the most beautiful and humane thing in 
the world to mingle gravity with pleasure, that 
the one may not sink Into melancholy and the 
other rise up into wantonness. 
