MAY 22 
MOORE’S RURAL KEW-YORKER, 
Judies’ Dotjtfoiio. 
INTRA, MINTRA, CUTRA, CORN. 
TEN stnall bands upon the spread. 
Five forms kneeling beside the bed. 
Blue-eyes, Black-eyes,Curly-head; 
Blonde, Brunette—In a glee and glow. 
Waiting the magic word. Such a row ! 
Seven years, six years, five, four, two! 
Fifty fingers, all in a line, 
Youro are thirty, and twenty are mine ; 
Ten sweet eyes that sparkle and shine. 
Motherly Mary, age of ten. 
Even the finger-tips again. 
Glance along the linn, and then— 
“ Intro, mintra, cutra, corn, 
Apple seed and apple thorn. 
Wire, briar, limber lock. 
Three geese in a flock. 
Ruble, roble, rabble and rout 
Y. O. U. T. 
Out!" 
Sentence falls on Curly-head; 
One wee digit is “ gone and dead," 
Nine and forty left on the spread. 
“ lntra, mintra," the flat goes, 
Who’ll be taken nobody knows; 
Only God may the lot dispose. 
Is it more than a childish play ? 
Still yon sigh and turn away. 
Why ? What pain in the sight. I pray ? 
Ah, too true, “ As the fingers fall. 
One by one at the magic call. 
Till, at the last, chance reaches all. 
“ So In the fateful days to come 
The lot shall fall in many a home 
That breaks a heart and fills a tomb ; 
“ Shall fall, and full, and fall again, 
Like a law that counts our love but vatu ; 
Like a fate, unheeding our woe and pain. 
" One by one—and who shall say 
Whether the lot may fall this day, 
That calleth of these dear babes away?" 
" True, too true. Yet hold, dear friend ; 
Evermore doth the lot depend 
On Him who loved, nnd loved to the end ; 
" Blind, to Our eyus, the Oat goes. 
Who’ll be taken, no mortal knows, 
But only Love will the lot dispose. 
" Only Love, with his wiser sight; 
Love alone, In his Infinite might; 
Love, who dwells in eternal light." 
Now are the fifty fingers gone 
To play some new play under the sun— 
The childish fancy la past and gone. 
So let our boding prophecies go 
As childish, for do wn not surely know 
The dear God hpldcth our lot below ? 
JAMSIE’S COUNTRY FRIENDS. 
RY ANNIE L. JACK. 
It was a lovely morning in early September 
wh?n Hie trim little steamer ‘‘Polite" went 
pujruig and blowing up to the wharf of the 
small tow n of Content. "Catch !" shouted the 
urbane captain to a crowd of small boys who 
stood watchiog the progress of the steamer, and 
the rope fell w ith a thud on the stones, to be 
quickly made a lasso for an adjoining post. 
“No freight this morning, Mr. Ilono I" the 
pleasant skipper sung out to the tawny-haired, 
jolly wharf-tender; but, without waiting tv re¬ 
ply. he hastened to lend a hand as the carts 
drove quickly up. The barrels and bugs were 
rolled aud carried aboard, sheep and cattle were 
brought out from bidden tying places, arid the 
passage ways filled with country produce for 
the city market. In the througwere many faces 
worthy of study aud observation, the traits of 
cbiiraeter being easily discussed even In a 
crowded boat. There wag Madame la Douches, 
who was loaded with baskets of early apples, 
and as she stood on thB wharf with the air and 
nnjesty of an empress, the deck hands hardly 
heeded iier pantomimic gestime* as they lifted 
her wares and carried them to the vessel, while 
she follow ed with a step worthy of royalty. 
Driving up In his barouche and span of hays 
came Jotham Macduff, Esq., misnomer, if 
you please, for Shakspkare's hero, but the 
moneyed aristocrat of the place. Brisk, sharp 
and condescending, bowing on ail sides, and 
beaming on a favored few, bis curliug, Iron- 
gray hair and restless eyes agreed well with the 
sharply-deflned features, while the attention 
lavished upon him proved that he was one of 
fortune’s favorites in so far as worldly goods 
were concerned. Further cm, a group of friends 
were evidently parting; their farewell was sad, 
if one might judge by their faces. “Good-by, 
Jean, said the good old lady who was evident¬ 
ly the grandmother of the group, as she looked 
into the eyes of her sister, near her own age, 
and said the words of parting that would likely 
be forever, as their homes were far apart. 
Dlnr.u forget to call and see Jamsik when you 
get to the town. He was ane of your favored 
callants, and ye need no miud if he has grown 
big and braw like." 
Comfort Bklrose smiled when she heard 
her aunt’s parting request to her mother, for 
she had heard much of Cousin JAwsiMand fear¬ 
ed that his country relatives might not be very 
welcome in his city home, where he had speut 
some years in a light for position and to gain 
the place he wished in that charmed circle 
called “the beat society." Well did she know 
that bis public charities, given with great liber¬ 
ality and ostentation, were the talk of the vil¬ 
lage where he had lived as a boy—that hi* visits 
and patronizing airs were thoroughly appre¬ 
ciated at their true value, and his efforts to rise 
above hi* family were a jest and aby-word with 
those who feel that— 
“ There’s a Divinity within 
That makes men great, when’or they will it; 
GOD works with all who dare to win. 
And the time eotneth to reveal it— 
The People’s Advent ’a coming.” 
As the last good-bys wore said, the steamer 
pushed off. leaving only the little boys and the 
wharf-tender on the stony shore. On the upper 
deck while the boat, waited, Wilfred Flash 
had gracefully reclined, pufliing a cloud from 
his cigar and feebly waring a white handker¬ 
chief towards a young lady who stood on the 
gallery of her father’s residence to get a last 
glimpse of Wilfred’s white vest aud bright 
blue necktie. No matter If the steak burned 
or the milk remained unstrained, while the 
hero of her dreams was in sight, not'did she 
imagine that ho would smile equally bland ou 
some sweet, damsel that evening in the city. 
The boat sped on and sweet Comfort Bf.l- 
rosf, looked Into the water with feelings of 
sadness born of farewell. Here and there were 
leaves and blighted buds of the water lily, that 
had withered ere they bloomed, liko the fair 
hopes we often cherish that never are fulfilled. 
But she was going home and the last month’s 
visit, with its pleasant recollections, would al¬ 
ways be a green spot lo her life; the kindness 
of friends old and new a picture to lie over fresh 
on memory’s walls ; aud neariug the city, where 
a few more days were to lie spent, the last trace 
of sadness vanished In anticipation and admi¬ 
ration of ltn stately bnilditiKB and glittering 
spires that shone like silver in the September 
sunset. 
“ Well, Comfort, and how did you enjoy your 
visit?" It was Farmer Bei.rose who asked the 
question the evening after his wife and daugh¬ 
ter returned home from their visit. Mother 
and daughter exchanged glances for a moment, 
then COM FOB! answered cheerfully: " We had, 
as I wrote you, a splendid time. Auntie and 
all our cousins at Concent wore charming, and 
kind to us more than I thought possible for 
such undemonstrative Scotch people to be; 
but—and you know father that but will come In 
we had au experience with Cousin JAjjsif, that 
was not, to say the least, very flattering to our 
self-love. You remember how regularly he 
used to call on u3 when he was agent tor some 
wholesale store in the city and we always made 
him welcome, and were always glad to hear 
from onr old frionds. Auntie told us to be sure 
to call; aoour kind rriend, Jouw Barnes, hired 
a carriage and directed u* to go to the store 
where lie is now a partner—for mother did not 
like to cal) at the house first, his wdfe being a 
stranger to n*. Mother nursed JAMSUS through 
the whooping cough and measles—had seen his 
running through the summer months or hi 
youth bare headed and bare foot—had knit Ids 
mittens of blue yarn as a cherished gift, and 
patched bis torn pantaloons when he dared not 
brave his mother’s anger—so she was not pre¬ 
pared for the grand, portly man (I can’t cali 
I 1dm a fjunllcinant who, with shining hat and 
cynical smile on Ids face, came to the door of 
the store in answer to our message, talked a 
few infinites of the weather, and with the same 
self-satisfied smile, bowed himself off without 
asking us to visit him. Mother tat silently 
twirling her thumbs while he talked, looking 
dazed like. I replied quietly, yet with a strange 
sensation of unfamiliarity In the scene ; but ua 
he turned and left us she looked alter him amt 
exclaimed, • Well, it that don’t beat all!’ There 
was nothing outre in our appearance I know, 
but we were not in the circle to which lie as¬ 
pires, and need no longer class ourselves as 
Jamsie’s friends." 
Reading for the Doung. 
GOLDEN WORDS. 
The habit of looking on the bright side is in¬ 
valuable. Men and women who are evermore 
reckoning up what they want rather than what 
they have—Counting the difficulties in the way. 
Instead of contriving means to overcome thorn 
—are almost certain to live on corn bread, tat 
pork and saltflsb, and sink to unmarked graves. 
The world Is sure 10 smile upon a man who 
seems to be successful, but let him go about 
with a crest fallen air, and the very dogs in the 
street will set upon him. We must all have 
losses. Late frost will nip the fruit in the bud, 
banks will break, investments will prove worth¬ 
less, valuable horses will die and china vases 
will break, but all these calamities do not come 
together. The wise course to pursue, when one 
plan fails, Is to form another; when one prop 
Is knocked from under ua, to fill its place with 
a substitute, and evermore count what is left 
rather than what Is taken. When the final 
reckoning la made, ir it appears that we have 
not lost the consciousness of our internal rec¬ 
titude; if we have kept charity toward all 
men; If by the various discipline of life, we 
have been freed from follies and confirmed in 
virtues,whatever we have lost, the great balance 
sheet will be in your favor. 
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WBarcamoug the number who look upon 
sympathy as a cardinal virtue. Whoever lacks 
this glorious trait in his character we care not 
to form his acquaintance. 
A MAY-DAY SCENE. 
A bevy of children, n chnrminc Spring day. 
Met to choose among flowers a queen of sweet May. 
They formed a brivbt circle of girls on the green. 
To sec who would make the most beautiful queen. 
Each a bright blossom brought with Us ciaLms to the 
crown, 
f rom the towering catalpu to feathery down. 
First, the cowslip nnd daisy pretensions did bring, 
Because It Is they that bloom first in the Spring; 
Then came the dahlia’s proud boast of high blrt.b, 
Which caused ’mong the flowers an Innocent mirth; 
And the kind mignonette the bright jessiuniue 
brought— 
’Twasnot her own honor, but her friend’s, that she 
sought; * 
Then the sunflower, radiant wtt.h midsummer’s glow, 
Egotistical came, her high colors to show; 
And the peaceful geranium, with virtuous pride, 
Came crowned with the urange as if for » bride; 
Then the riohs ro»o In gentleness showed her fair 
face, 
With tiie. myrtle and ivy her presence to grace; 
But (he rose nnd the lily. In peaceful array, 
Lingered still in the wlldwood, nor sought to display 
Their own radiant colors lo vie with the rest. 
Until sought In a chorus ; 1 he flowers request 
Them to come In Iheir beauty so pure and serene, 
As they could not make choice; they crowned for a 
queen 
First tiie Rose tor her beauty, her alienee und grace, 
Then next the Archbishop In triumph did place 
A crown tm the Lily, wjilch, with modesty’s dread, 
Hung aloof from all honors, till smiling he said, 
" Sweet nmhlom ot parity, chosen to-day 
To reign with the Rose, aw the monarch of May; 
Accept of this crown, It will rapture Impart 
To thy beautiful face, and thy Innocent heart!" 
Then the dunce ’round the May-pole began In high 
glee. 
And the children were happy, as happy couid be. 
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THE VILLAGE PET, 
BY MARY C. BARTLETT. 
He came to us last January during the 
sleighing season. Of his home or hia name we 
knew nothing, and he could fell us nothing; 
but he looked up Into our fane with such a 
wistful expression in his beautiful, great, 
brown eyes that we could not help but love 
him. “ Was he a hoy?" I hear some Rural 
boy or girl ask "a haliy boy, who could not 
speak to toll his mime?" Oh, no l Not a hu¬ 
man being at all only a don! Only a dog, but 
tli i largest, handsomest, grandest, jet-biaek 
Newfoundland I have ever seen ! 
We think he must have followed a sleigh 
from a distance and got separated from it 
while In the village. For (lavs the poor follow 
wandered up and down, smelling the snow 
and trying in vain to find some trace of his 
beloved master. To every person he met he 
would relate his troubles in his mute way. 
fie would follow first one and then another, 
rubbing his nose against their hands and look¬ 
ing up at them with eyes that seemed to say, 
“ l have lost, my friend.;. Help me to find 
them; or. If.you cannot <lo that, at least bo 
kind to me.” But notwithstanding ail his ef¬ 
forts, and notwithstanding he was “ put in the , 
village paper" by the editor, no one has ever 
come to claim him ; so now he has become, as 
it were, public property and the pet of the 
village. He “ hoards round." As though wish¬ 
ing to show his appreciation of the general 
kindness manifested toward him, and unwill¬ 
ing to exhibit partiality, he takes up his abode 
first with one family and then with another; 
and everybody Is delighted to entertain him 
aud feels honored by Ills visits. Not a few 
would gladly monopolize him, but he does not 
seem willing to be monopolized. 
The village boys have named him Major, and 
he has learned to answer to Hint name. Major 
has one peculiarity (no one is perfect, you 
know), and that, is hie prejudice against the 
African race. Whether the prejudice is totally 
unfounded, or whether some time in his past 
life he has had an unprovoked Injury done 
him by some colored Individual, we are, of 
course, unable to say. But one thing Is certain 
—while ho is gentle and affectionate to every 
white man, woman, boy and girl in the village, 
he has several timeB flown at negroes passing 
through the premises of the friends whom he 
lias been visiting, in conaequent-e, tiie colored 
portion of the population do not share in the 
widespread admiration of Major which pre¬ 
vails; but, on the contrary, have tried to 
avenge themselves upon him, as a bruised bead 
and lame leg have at differ out times testified. 
However, tiie dear old fellow possesses an iron 
constitution, and is so well cared for that last 
Sunday, when he gave me a call, after escorting 
some of the children to Sunday-school, as la 
his custom, he walked ;ta well as ever, and I 
could see no scar on bis curly, black head. 
Major is no rude, Ill-bred cur, snatching and 
snapping at the food offered him, as some dogs 
(and even boys) do. He waits quietly for what 
is being prepared for film, and takes it out of 
your hand in such a polite, gentle way that ho 
almost seems to say, “ Thank you for your 
kindness to rue, my dear friend.” Is it any 
wonder that such a noble old fellow should 
have won his way to the heart of everybody 
and become “ The Village Pet?" 
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A BOY PAINTER. 
The Brussels correspondent of the London 
Pall Mall Gazette gives the following account of 
a wonderful boy artist: 
A marvelous exhibition is taking place at the 
Cercle Artlstique et Litteraire at Brussels. 
Some months ago, Frederick van de Herkbove, 
the son of a corn merchant at, Bruges, died at 
the age of ten and a half years. He had always 
been sickly, and was, therefore, not sent to 
school, but allowed to roam about. His chief 
amusement was to paint with such rough 
painting materials us lie could procure. The 
paintings left by him, of which ahouta hundred 
are now exhibited at the Cercle, were discovered 
since his death to bo productions which the 
best landscape painters of the age would not 
disown. In Brussel* good Judges of art are as¬ 
tonished that an untutored child should have 
equalled and even surpassed sumo of the most 
celebrated masters. In all those of tiie pictures 
where there is a river, a little hoy Is introduced 
in the act of angling, representing, of course, 
tiie deceased. Largo sums have already been 
offered for the collection, blit refused. 
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TRY THIS. 
We commend the following singular arith¬ 
metical feat to our youug mathematicians : 
Any number of figures you may wish to mul¬ 
tiply l>v 5 will give the same result If divided by 
2, In a much quicker operation ; but you must 
remember to annex a cipher to the auswer 
when there is no remainder, and when there is 
a remainder, whatever it may be. annex 5 to 
the answer. Multiply PH by 5, and the auswer 
will be 2,,’ 120; dividing the same number by 2, 
aud you have 232, aud, as there is no remainder, 
you add a cipher, Now take 257, and multiply 
by 5, there is 1,785; divide the same number by 
2, and you have 178 and a remainder; you there¬ 
fore place a 5 at the end of the line, and the 
result is again 1,785. 
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A PRINCELY GIFT. 
How easy it Is for the woalthy to gladdeu the 
hearts of the poor, especially of the little ones! 
Tiiis pretty story comes from Rome : 
A poor little girl, who goes to the public 
schools, wrote " Unbeknownst " to any one to 
Gie Princess Margaret, wife of the son of Victor 
Emmanuel, and begged to have a doll. She 
said she hud never had one “ in all her life 
her poor little life! The Princess inquired 
about the child, and soul, her chief lady of the 
court with a large, beautirul doll, and other 
more useful gifts, to the little girl. 
®he fteler. 
ILLUSTRATED REBUS.-No. 9. 
Answer in two weeks. l. g. 
MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA.—No. 10. 
I vm composed of 27 letters : 
My 15, 9, 4, 16, is the name of a bird. 
My 6,19, 11, IS Is the name of an animal. 
My 18, 1, 5, 24 is the name of a girl. 
My 14. 7, 27, ID means long ago. 
My 35, 10 la to lift upward. 
My 2, 13, 21,13 Is a cluster or clump. 
My 8,17, 23, 20 is the price of passage or going. 
My 20, 24 is a prououn. 
My whole is a sentence. C. G. 
A uswer in two weeks. 
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CROSS-WORD ENIGMA.-No. 6. 
My first is In cat but not in dog, 
My second is in tree but not in log; 
My third Is in take but not in leave. 
My fourth Is in Adam but not in Eve ; 
My fifth Is in noun but not in verb. 
My sixth is in grass hut not in herb ; 
My seventh Is in plant but not in weed, 
My eighth is in stalk but not in reed ; 
My whole is one of the United States. 
Answer in two weeks, r. 
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WORD-SQUARE ENIGMA,—No. 6. 
1. TO bring. 2. A Roman magistrate. 3. Re¬ 
lating to tides. 4. A boy’s name. 5. A girl’s 
name. w. H. k. 
Auswer in two weeks. 
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PUZZLER ANSWERS,—May 8. 
Cross-Word Enigma No. fi.—Cumberland. 
Miscellaneous Enigma No. 8.— 
“ A little nonsense now and then 
Is relished by the wisest men.” 
Charade No. 4.—Rosewood. 
Word-Square Enigma No. 5.— 
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