JULY 24 
MOORE’S RURAL 
ER. 
ROSES. 
BY ANNIE L. JACK. 
yotT promised to come with the roses. 
The roses so sweet. 
But their leaves have been dropping and fading 
away, 
They cover the ground with their sorrow to-day 
Like tears that are shed at our feet. 
you linger, sweet love, in your coming,— 
The roses are dead,— 
1 thought to have watched for their blooming with 
you 
Who love them so well, the darlings so true. 
The pink and the white aud the red. 
go, dearest, our roses have faded. 
Youth’s pleasure and pain, 
And only the autumn flowers lingering stay 
As g»y In their beauty they blossom to-day. 
But the roses—oh ! never again. 
A BITTER WORD. 
A bitter word from one we love. 
Oh. how it stings the heart! 
How quickly to the wond'ring eyes 
The tears unbidden start; 
How chill and sluggish In our veins 
The vital current's flow ; 
How faint and leaden grows the heart 
That erst did Joyous glow ; 
How sighs that we would fain suppress 
Will rise our grief to prove ; 
Such power hath e’en one little word 
When breathed through lips we love. 
A. K. C. 
-- 
A WORD TO KATIE. 
BY KENNETH DUNN. 
No, Katie; you must not marry that man, if 
you do not love him. Hut perhaps you do, and 
do not know it or will not acknowledge It; or 
maybe you are hateful about It, for It seems In 
many women coquetry, envy and jealousy are 
more cultivated than nobler graces. AbU. your¬ 
self—not him -if ho truly loves you; ask your¬ 
self if you Ijve him; ask Goo to direct you; 
then act womanly, truthfully, nobly, 
“ Hut," Katie says, “my homo 1 b not pleas¬ 
ant; I want to get away." 
For shame I Katie, If your home Is not pleas¬ 
ant probably you are the only one to blame for 
it, because you shirk duties and responsibilities 
that should devolve upon you, Yog are young 
and strong. Father, mother, hrotbors and sla¬ 
ter.-- are all looking to you ; they expect you to 
be perfect. (“Yes; that’s just the trouble,” 
you say.) I know it, but dear Katie, they have 
aright to expect It, He perfect, uiul begin by 
being perfect In patience; all the rest will fol¬ 
low easily. Helicve me when I tell you that 
not until you have made a heaven of tills home 
in which God has placed you, are you lit to 
make a home for a stranger of whose tastes and 
disposition you know little ? You are all wrong, 
Katie, from the very beginning. Go back and 
begin over again. Now, before it is too late, sit 
down and think about It; ask always guidance 
from Heuven. Make mother the queen of the 
household, not its drudge, and teach the girls 
so. Obey the father In all things, no matter 
how trivial, and Impress this upon the boys. 
Do you think him stern and exacting? Consider 
for a moment hiB duties and responsibilities; 
perhaps many a man’s heart failB him as often 
as a woman’s, but he must not speak of it. 
Work with your head, your heart, your hands 
for those whom you ought to love—those whom 
you do love when they are laid away from your 
sight forever. If you do not love those of your 
own home well enough to lay down your life 
for them, you do not know what love is. Young 
woman, do you pine because you have “ no 
work in the world ?’’ Your work Is here, right 
at your hand; the heaviest responsibilities rest 
upon you Just here upon the threshold of your 
active life. So live that flowers of happiness 
and Joy and hope shall spring up wherever your 
feet rnay press. In the simplest things doa^ 
truly with yourself and others. Throw aside 
those coquettish airs that are spoiling many 
otherwise lovely women. He simple and pure 
and true; aud be strong, always. 
Make yourself Worthy a good man, and when 
the good man becomes your husband do not ex¬ 
pect him to he perfect, but be perfect yourself. 
Take the two bears in to live with you that en¬ 
abled the good man and his wife to live happily 
for so many years Bear and Forbear. 
THE CHILDREN’S “BETE NOIR.” 
Hf. is quite a jolly sort of a man; takes a 
hearty laugh when conversing, smiles on the 
children, beams on the mistress, and cajoles 
the master sometimes Into a bad bargain. His 
regular Saturday visits have never reconciled 
Die little dog to his presence or made the little 
toddlers his friends; but his gruff yet etioory 
bon Jour " seems honest, and his accouuts are 
always exact. But lie is a butcher! He kills 
calves, carries off the beautiful little lambs 
from their mothers, bleating piteously, while 
without ceremony he doubles them up, and 
packs them Into his cart. Shall we ever forgive 
him for driving away “ Beauty,” our gentle 
Devon cow? when pupa worshiped the golden 
calf,and wa* tompted by* handful of money 
to sell our beefy pet, whose only fault was that 
she gave no milk. How wistfully the children 
looked to see if he would not relent at the last 
moment and leave her; how vainly they offered 
all they possessed to retain her I But the “ bete 
uoir" only looked at. them condescendingly 
and laughed at their sorrow. 
Then the lamb* -the littlo fleecy pets, with 
their cunning, wee faces seen through their 
white curls. How they frisked aud jumped 
and bleated till he came, and then were carried 
away. Maggie, who feeds them In the winter, 
was highly indignant. Hhe had hugged thorn 
all good-by and came in saying, as the cart 
drove away, “ tf ever I got married, J'll never 
let him sell a lamb ; it’s a &h&)ue to kill the in¬ 
nocent littlo things.” 1 often wish a vegetarian 
diet wer» practicable, for the sight <>f these ani¬ 
mals led away to slaughter, or killed on the 
farm and eaten, after being potted and fed, 
next to humans, must have a demoralizing 
effect on country children, and give them a 
lighter value of life than little ones should 
have. Annie L. Jack. 
-- 
SCOTCH GIRLS. 
We question If a more beautiful sight can be 
seen In this wide world than the fashionable 
promenade of Prince’s street, Edinburgh, Scot¬ 
land, any sunny day about 4 o’clock. Let the 
spectator take his eyes from the picturesque 
glories of that exquisite landscape and fix them 
upon the more beautiful of Nature's works who 
pass him by. The writer promenaded on one 
occasion during the past summer with j*n 
American gentleman of considerat le taste, and 
said he, “ What l admire about your Scotch 
ladles is their healthy look and educated faces.” 
He had struck the right note. In the high-bred* 
air which ho remarked he saw perfect health 
without vulgarity; ease of manner with unap¬ 
proachable dignity; elegance of costume with 
common sense. Hootch girls are educated for 
use, not for show ; to live a life of usefulness to 
others i,rid themselves. What they know they 
have learned solidly, If they play the piano, 
which they generally can, they do not offend 
the musical sense by sitting down; like a mark 
of Interrogation anti thumping the soul out of 
a showy piece of mustc, like au eccentric sky¬ 
rocket lu a stiower of whirligigs. The Scotch 
girl may not enter on the coniines of marvelous 
execution, but what she plays Is generally ex¬ 
ecuted with feeling, trained accent and proper 
time. The same rule holds good in every branch 
of education. 
ADVICE TO GIRLS. 
Somfbody gives the following advice to girls. 
It is worth volumes of fiction and sentimental¬ 
ism Men who are worth having want women 
for wives. A bundle of gew-gaws, bounded 
with a string of flaps anil quavers, sprinkled 
with OOlngne and set in a carmine saucer this 
is no krjip for a man who expects to raise a 
family if boys ou bread and meat. The piano 
ami lac» frame* arc good iu their places, and 
so are the frills and tinsels; but you cannot 
make a dinner of the former, nor a bed blanket 
of the latter: and awful as such an Idea rnay 
seem to you, both the dinner and the bed blan¬ 
kets arc necessary to domestic happiness. Life 
has Its realities as well as fancies, but you make 
it all decoration, remembering the tassels and 
curtains, but. forgetting the bedstead. Suppose 
a man of good sense and good prospect.* to be 
looking for a wife, wlmt chance would you have 
to be chosen? You may catch blur, or you may 
trip him, but how much better to make it an 
object for him to catch you. Render yourself 
worth catching, and you will not need a shrewd 
mother or brother to help you find a market. 
-- 
A BRIDE WITHOUT A BRIDEGROOM. 
A Richmond, Va., lady, a few weeks ago, no- 
tilled her friends that she was to he married on 
a day named to Mr. A. Extensive preparations 
wore made, a bridal party gathered, and the 
clergyman who had been notified by the lady to 
appear was present, but no bridegroom came, 
Great was the Indignation of friends against 
the delinquent bridegroom ; hut the next day 
the lady became unmistakably insane, and the 
truth became apparent that the proposed mar¬ 
riage was only one of the lady’s unfortunate 
delusion-, the beginning of her insanity. The 
gentleman who was at first so severely criti¬ 
cised says he had never been engaged to the 
lady, hud never proposed to her, and had not 
heard of the event In which he was expected to 
take so prominent a part. 
MODERN FEMALE DRESS. 
This is how Mary Kyle Dallas, the authoress, 
Bays it feels u Take a man aud pin three or 
four large tablecloths about him, fastened back 
with elastic aud looped up with ribbons; drag 
all his own hair to the middle of his head and 
tie It tight, and hairpin on about live pounds oj 
other hair aud a big bow of ribbon. Keep the 
front looks on plus all night aud let them 
tickle his eyes all day ; pinch his waist Into a 
corset; give him gloves a size too sma II, shoes 
ditto, and a hat that will not stay ou without a 
torturing elastic, and a frill to tickle hiB chin, 
and a little lace veil to blind his eyes when he 
goes out to walk, and hs will know what wo¬ 
man’s dress Is.” My! 
Hiding for the floiing. 
TOTTY’S ARITHMETIC. 
One little head, worth its whole weight in gold, 
Over and over, a million times told. 
Two shining eyes, full of innocent glee, 
Brighter than diamonds ever could be. 
Three pretty dimples, for fun to slip in, 
Two in the cheeks and one In the chin. 
Four Illy fingers on ouch baby-hand, 
Fit for a princess of swot?;, Fairy-land. 
Five on each hand, if we reckon Toro Thum, 
Standing boslCto them, so stiff aud so glum ! 
Six pearly iocth just within her red lips. 
Over whie i nerriment ripples and trips. 
3ev-9n Urfj ht ringlets, as yellow us gold, 
Bae nlag ths sunshine to gather and hold. 
Might tiny waves maning over her hair, 
Sunshine and shadow, they love to be there. 
Nine precious words that Totty can say, 
But she will learn new ouos every day. 
Ten little chubby, comical toes ; 
And that is as far as this lesson goes. 
I Nt. Nicholas. 
LETTERS FROM BOYS AND GIRLS. 
Letter from Young Naturalist. 
Dear Cousins: l fool my honor us a Natu¬ 
ralist Is at stake, when one of our cousins sug¬ 
gests that If wo can’t answer fits question* he 
will submit them to the full-grown Natural!*! 
Department. The little bird that lie saw so 
fiercely assailing the hawk was probably the 
king bin', although martins, and perhaps other 
birds, will do the same, especially in the breed¬ 
ing season, if by chance or design the hawk 
approaches their nests. But the (ducky little 
king bird is continually at war with them, and 
he is not «uch a mean adversary a* one would 
imagine, for he attacks even eagles with such 
desperate energy a* to make them glad of 
escape. Last summer 1 was hunting In the 
great forests upon the Allegany Mountains, in 
Pennsylvania, and often saw those great hawks 
soaring above the trees, and frequently at a 
great hlght, pursued by half a dozen or more of 
their little enemies, from which they were 
vainly trying to escape.——I am afraid if Gipsy 
Jessie writes again she will find her fears real 
Ized, and I shall bo very conceited ; but in spite 
of her flattery l am going to give her a cousinly 
welcome to our circle. There lies on mv table 
a beautiful specimen from your State, Oregon. 
It L opcode, of about an Inch in diameter—the 
oute.de a dark rod sand, while the interior is 
filled witli a mass of quartz crystals.--1 would 
like to shake hands with my New Jersey cousin 
over the defeat of Young Back, only, to tell 
the truth, 1 am ashtmed of him. indeed, 1 am 
astonished that one of I,lie sex he regards as so 
infinitely superior should never attempt to de¬ 
fend himself, when some one opposed him, 
“ Where—where was Roderick, then ?"-But 
what has become of Cousin Johnnie? In vain 
I have searched through every paper this year 
for her letters. 1 know wo all like very much 
to see them, and 1 for one must confess to a 
particular liking for her ever since she thought 
me a girl, because, forsooth, I had buggy ten¬ 
dencies I— Founo Naturalist. 
From a Canadian Boy. 
De/.r Rural I was very much pleased to 
see my letter in the Rural, and In accordance 
with my promise 1 shall endeavor to write an¬ 
other and tell what kind of a place this part 
of Canada Is. To some of the boys and girls 
it may, perhaps, seem a sort of backwoods, as 
it is twenty mlloa distant from any largo town, 
though there are some good-sized villages three, 
five and eight or nine miles from us. The 
nearest railroad Is seven miles from here, yet 
when it is calm we can very readily hear the 
rumbling of the cars. The farmers around here 
finished seeding about two weeks ago, but the 
prospect for good crops is poor, and It is ail for 
want of tt.l It Is about five weeks since we 
hadagoeri rain. There was a shower last week, 
but that vms of small benefit, as the ground is 
now £s dry as ever, and what appears to me 
most strange is that four or five miles from 
here they have had an abundant supply. 1 
have heard mon say thet it. is owing to this 
place being lu a central position between the 
lakes, and therefore higher than the surround¬ 
ing country, which causes the rain to be at¬ 
tracted away from us. This seems to be true, 
for If there is any drouth at all It ts sure to be 
In this part. There was a heavy frost here on 
t he nights of Juue 1;.’ and 13; It has caused con¬ 
siderable harm to gardens, and even to some of 
the crops, especially potatoes; those of the 
latter crop that escaped the frost stand as poor 
a chance from the potato beetle, of which 
there are gallons already on the early planted 
ones, the late onus not. having made a start yet. 
Last summer people were comforting them¬ 
selves that It might h© their last with us, but as 
soon as the snow was gone we could see them 
sittiug on the fences watching where the pota¬ 
toes were going to be planted! I think there 
will be a good crop of fruit this year; the trees 
were quite full of blossoms, We have not u 
large orchard, but what trees there are in It are 
beginning to bear well. There are but very 
few orchard* around here, owing to the nature 
Of the sot!. It being a heavy clay, and It Is 
Inconsequence pretty hard to got trees to do 
well, though this is considered to be the best 
part of Canada for wheat. When people first 
settled here they cleared so much of their 
farms to raise wheat that now sonic of them 
have no fencing timber at all, and as they get 
able to build they have to buy timber. Robert 
HJL, Wellesley , Waterloo Co., Out., June 34. 
A Picture Scrap Book. 
My Dhhr Rurai, j-—D uring my leisure time 
for the past, few months I have amused myself 
by making a picture book for my little niece. 
She Is about one and one-half years old, and 
likes her hook so much that f thought perhaps 
the Rural girls who have little baby sisters or 
nieces would like to make one like It, so I con¬ 
cluded to write a letter telling how it was made. 
I made the leaves of cloth (Holland), and 
worked button-hole stitches with red worsted 
around the edge. T had twenty-four leaves In 
mine, about the size of an ordinary atlas cover. 
I then took ill the pretty pictures 1 could find, 
the more colored ones the better, and cut them 
out close to tho outline. To make it more dis¬ 
tinct I will tell you that If the picture Is an 
animal, I cut away the paper close to the figure 
all around, and so with all the rest of tho pic¬ 
tures. They were then arranged In look well to¬ 
gether. An old atlas binding made the covers 
into which tho leaves were sowed. A strip of 
red morocco was glued on the back, and some 
brown fancy paper. In imitation of leather, 
made the outside of the covers. On the Inside 
of the front cover I put a large picture, and on 
the Inside of the back cover some blue paper. 
The book is very pretty, ami 1 hope It will be 
useful. The paper for the covers only cost five 
cents.—B. W. N., Central New York. 
From an Iowa Clrl. 
Dear Rural:— My father has been taking 
the Rural New-Yorker for about seven years. 
I like to read tho hoys’ and girls’letters very 
much. 1 am nine years old and live On a farm. 
1 go to school. I study arithmetic and ge¬ 
ography and read In the Fourth Reader. My 
father keeps sheep. I have two brothers and 
one sister. As my letter is getting long, I will 
close.—Bur ,le L., Madison Co., Iowa. 
®Ite filler. 
GEOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA.—No. 1. 
1 AM composed of (if> letters: 
My 4, 33, 37,38, 11, 8, 34, Is an island of the Ara¬ 
bian Sea. 
My id, 8, 31, 15, 3, 5, 51, i>5, i), are Islands of the 
Indian Ocean. 
My 14,5(1, 51,13, 47, 30, 7, is a city of Farther In¬ 
dia. 
My 41, 56, 30, 48, 13, 56, 01, Is a city of Arabia. 
My 29, 25,15, 03.1.3, 111, 10, 30 is a country of Af¬ 
rica. 
My 38, 30, 30, 44, 43, is a city of Senegantbiu. 
My 33, 40, 51, 58, 8, 37, is a river of Maryland. 
My 33,33, 40, 35, is a river of Rupert Land. 
My 43. 30, 1, 5”. 4,17, is a river of Siberia. 
My 0,50,34,53, Is an Island In the South Pacific. 
My 00, 03, 40, 43, 03, 33, Is one of the Society Isl¬ 
ands. 
My 57 and 53 arc consonants. 
My whole Should be remembered when once 
read. 
iW Anawer in two weeks. Little One. 
CROSS-WORD ENIGMA.—No. 2. 
My first is In winter but not in spring, 
My second is iu laugh but not In sing ; 
My third Is In sugar but uot in cane, 
My fourth is in health but not in pain ; 
My fifth la In raisin but not in grape, 
My sixth is In Island but not in cape; 
My seventh is in green but not in yellow. 
My eighth is in gentleman but not In fellow ; 
My ninth is in hickory hut not In beech, 
My tenth Is in orange but not in peach. 
My whole you could find If you would, 
For It, is the name or one both great aud good. 
Lillian I. Green*. 
Answer iu two weeks. 
-M*- 
DIAMOND PUZZLE. -No. 2. 
1. Is a vowel. 3. Means to employ. 3. Ts a 
fruit. 4. Means to go forward. 5. Is a vegeta¬ 
ble. 0. Means to put In order. 7. Is a cdty in 
Holland. 8. Means color. 0. Is a consonant. 
liST’ Answec in two weeks. h. f. e. 
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PUZZLER ANSWERS.-July 10. 
Illustrated Rebus No. 1.—Mourn without 
weeping. 
Cross-Word Enirma No. 1.—Grasshoppers. 
Transposition No. 1.— • 
There is not in the wide world a valley so 
sweet, 
As tiiat vale in whose bosom the bright waters 
meet. 
Oh 1 the last, rays of feeling and life must de¬ 
part, 
Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from 
my hoart. 
Drop-Letter Puzzle No. L—Weeping may 
er are for a nigh’, but joy cometh in the morn¬ 
ing. 
WoRD-PonARE Enigma No. 1.— 
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