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MOORE’S RURAL WEW-YORKER. 
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SYMPTOMS. 
" Be >s sure possessed, madam.’' 
—Twcljth Night. 
If. when you hear a certain lady’s name. 
You feci your pulses give a sudden start. 
Or blush, as if some secret sense of shame 
Had stirred, just then, the currents of your heart • 
And if that name—to put It rather stroag- 
In euphony seems very much above 
All other numes-I think I can’t ho wrong 
To venture the opinion, you’re in love 1 
If, when at last, by some auspicious chance, 
\ on meet the lady at a hall or play, 
\ ou shrink abashed before her modest glance. 
And quite forget the words you meant to say; 
And If, moreover, gazing at her hand. 
1 ou wish upon that hand you were a glove, 
It isn’t very hard to understand 
(Sec Komeo and Juliet”), you’re In love 
If, with two ladies, on a summer’s day, 
You ail alone, at luncheon or at tea, 
And think if nue. of them were but away 
(A mile or sol, how happy yon would be; 
Yet find your wits in such a giddy whirl. 
You scarcely speak to her you’re thinking of 
But prattle gully with the other girl— 
1 here s reason for supposing you're in love! 
If, all at once, your amatory pen 
(YVnleb ne’er before attempted lyric lines, 
Invita mum —hano of gods and men !) 
To fervid song and madrigal Inclines, 
Wherein you rushly rhyme of •• youth ” and ’’ truth » 
And call your subject -darling,” ”duek” or -‘dove’” 
Or sadly beg some cruel lady’s ruth— 
The symptom is unfailing- you’re In love ! 
If of her sex no other you can find 
One-half so bright or beautiful as she; 
If to her fallings you me « holly blind 
(I he faults. I mean, that other people see); 
if in her 'pug ’ you see a “Grecian nose”’ 
And never doubt the angel bands above 
Are silent when she sings—you may suppose, 
Beyond the slightest qeatlun, you’re In love 
f.Inlin G. 8a;ve, in V alary for Sept. 
She distributed clothing and provisions to the 
half-naked and starving soldiers, and then she 
took down their names and the addresses of 
their families, arid caused them to write, or 
wrote herself, when they were unable to do so, 
two or three lines to forward to their friends. 
Who can tell bow much comfort she gave by 
her charitable means? Sometimes even, when 
her services were not required at the station, 
she wont to the ambulances and drow portraits 
of the dying ^ Ren)J to th ., r reJ(ltions She 
had even the courage to go into the directing 
room, where they had just put the corpse of 
a young franetireur, named FTontart; it was 
frightfully mutilated; but she, nowise daunt¬ 
ed, copied his flue head, cut off a look of his 
hair, and scut theso precious relics to his poor 
mother. 
During the month of January. 1871 , Bour- 
bani’s army was dying on the roadside and 
amid the snows of Switzerland. Edmee’s 
brother was among them, and he had not 
been heard of for three weeks. Ills affection¬ 
ate sister set out a second time to look for 
Intn. She went through Switzerland, stopping 
at the ambulances, searching uuxiously among 
the dead and dying, but, abe failed to And him. 
At last, however, she learned that ho was alive 
and well, and that the Information was to be 
relu-d on. Mhe set out Immediately, without 
waiting to see her beloved brother, to return to 
Nancy and carry the good news to her anxious 
mother. That was her last sacrifice. Worn out 
out. by all she had gone through, she fell ill und 
died. 
Such was Marie Edtnee Pau’s brief lire—a life 
of faith, devotion and noble acts. She leaves 
behind her an everlasting remembrance, and 
also a work of art which ought to be published 
so that this lovely flower of Lorraino may arise 
side by side with the memory of Jeanno d'Aro. 
leading for ffy 
fouttg. 
LITTLE DI’S QUESTION. 
SV ELEANOR TtUHR. 
” Mamma ! what docs birdie say ? ” 
Asked my little girl, one day. 
Asa warbling blithe she heard, 
And a yellow-bird she spied 
In the elin across the way. 
Amt I quickly made reply. 
Darling I birdie says to Dr- 
*’ Sing, my little maiden, sing 
Both In sunshine and In rain ; 
fJoo’s good servants, you and I; 
“ We must take whatever coiues, 
Turniug teardrops into songs— 
Ponrlng Into tiro J cars 
All the melodies that years 
Have dropped upon our toDgues.” 
Then the little yellow-bird 
I’lpod again, and piped so loud 
That my darllug little maid, 
With her soft hluo eyes upraised, 
Laughed while (flapping herupplaud. 
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LEARN A TRADE. 
PERSONAL BEAUTY. 
A NOBLE LIFE. 
O.v the 9th of May, 1871, they celebrated at 
Nancy,given up to the Prussians, the obsequies 
of a young girl. Tho whole town followed the 
modest coffin, draped In white and covered 
with flowers; fifty French soldiers, hardly re¬ 
covered from their wounds, formed part or 
the procession, walking amid the women and 
children. 
Tins coffin contained the body of Marie l.d- 
mee Pan, a young girl little known during her 
short life, but upon whose remains there rests 
a tardy ray or glory, for she seemed to ho a true 
representative of her proud and gentle Province 
of Lorraine. Tier story is short but very inter¬ 
esting. 
Marie Edraee Pau was the daughter of a su- 
perior officer who returned wounded from the 
siege of Rome. She was brought up at her 
father’s sick bed ; sho receivod his lessons and 
those of a lender, intelligent mother with rev¬ 
erence, and she early showed a taste for ail that 
was great and noble. 
The heroine of her country, Jeanno d’Arc, in¬ 
spired her with an enthusiastic Jove, and she 
cooocivod the idea of making drawings of the 
history, not of the female warrior, but of the 
shepherdess. She visited with her mother the 
places that Jeanne had lived in ; she saw with 
her own eyes tho Boia Cncme, the Meuse, the 
Church of Domrcrny, Joanne's cottage and 
garden, and the half-dried-up fountain where 
St. Michael appeared to her. 
When her eye* had gazed on these sights, her 
mind being full or remembrances, she took up 
ner pen and pencil and wrote a ” History of our 
LittJe Sister Jeanne d’Arc; »he illustrated it 
will, charming drawings which represented 
' oarmo d Arc in childhood; she drew her tend¬ 
ing her father's sheep, plying her distaff by her 
mother's side, playing with her companions, 
prat ing in the Melds and listening to the voices 1 
in the shade of the Fairies’ tree. The book ' 
ended with Jeanne's pastoral life; when she 1 
handled the sword and headed the troops Miss c 
Pau stopped. a 
S'iehad before her a promising future as an 1 
artist. She had studied at Paris with M. Leori 1 
Ooigoet, and wheu she roturued to Nancy she r 
opened a drawing class, and the sympathy and a 
confl .ence she Inspired brought her many pu- v 
PUs. Luring her leisure time she studied hard d 
and also Instructed the children of the roor " 
The tatal war of 1870 fell like a thunderbolt M 
on her quiet aud studious life. Her only 11 
brother joined bis regiment and he was left f ‘ 
among the dead after the battle of Woerth. u 
»ne loved him dearly, and although everybody d 
assured her that he was dead, she would not be tf 
onvine,.,!, but set out to search for him, and 
riJht 1,1 "* In a IKlner ' B he had his 
the w ™ ln r d aud Wa3 al80 "’ounded in es 
wanttTY l le PruasiBU ® 1:tid ejaim to him and st 
Prevented 0 n'" 1 hl "i *° Ge,mur, >’’ bllt Edruee st 
,,ri nL , ( K . . t , h0m and ww so fortunate as to fa 
was ti t Ui ' vu " nded sou trj mother. It m 
tim/.?.'^Joyshe had in this world. Some Ai 
returned^ Vi‘° y ° UUfi ma ' 1 ’ bei " K nearly well > oh 
and t h! dl , t i earmy with the rank of captain, lit 
a „.; 6 B 'Xiety of the mother and sister began is 
atteedin n ° W devoted ter whole time in th 
tiin o **' to 1 he wounded soid : ers and unfor- Th 
ZTJZTtr- T, ' ai " S conta ‘»i^ Prisoners de 
looked tot!f nt y arrlvIlie at Na “°y. Miss Pau up 
m in r 1 . every oarriage, checking the Ger- all 
'mg mess by her gentleness and courage, is ( 
How eagerly men are engaged in tho pursuit 
of beautiful women, and how little dr, they 
dream of its brief existence ! This is undoubt¬ 
edly in obedience to a supreme law growing out 
of our organization, for who does not love or¬ 
der, harmony, symmetry and perfection in all 
things? 
Rut in this eager pursuit It would be well to 
remember that there arc qualities of far more 
Importune© than more personal charms. True 
we may be fascinated with a dark, lustrous and 
beautiful eye, the crimson blush of tho cheek, 
tt graceful, symmetrical form, but, after all, (ho 
Inquiry should be,~Is there a toul within? Is 
lere elevation of thought, generous princi¬ 
ples, noble purposes, a cultivated 'ritelleot? IT 
not, what else would a woman of beautiful per¬ 
sonal appearance be but as a doll or gilded toy? 
How long oouId a man of genius be Induced to 
worst.Ip at. such a shrine? How long before 
his affections would assume the form of hatred 
or contempt ? 
Powerful passions and strong affections al¬ 
most invariably accompany the man of genius. 
Hence it. is clear that unless personal charms 
envelop a cultivated mind, as well as tho ster- 
Jlng qualities of virtue, tho noblest impulses of 
affection in such a man will soon bo extin¬ 
guished and his fondest hopes blasted in tho 
80[ect,rtu of 11 Partuer for lire. Nothing Is more 
desirable to a man of genius, in this life, than 
t he ardent affection of a good, sensible woman, 
aud, on the other hand, no offering on earth is 
so acceptable to such a woman as tho sincere 
affection of a man of genius aud truth. 
Dansviile, Liv. Co., N. Y. R. L. Dork. 
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CARELESS HANDLING OF CHILDREN. 
t I never look at my old steel composing rule 
I that I do not bless myself that, while my 
strength lasts, I am not at the mercy of the 
a world. If my pen is not wanted, I can go back 
s to the type-case and tie suro to find work • for i 
j learned the printer’s trade thoroughly news- 
, paper-work, job-work, book-work, and press- 
3 work. J am glad f have a good trade, ft is a 
, rock upon which the possessor can stand (Irm¬ 
ly. There la health and vigor for both body 
and mind in a honest trade. It Is the strongest 
and surest part of the self-made man. Go from 
the academy to the priming office, or the nrti- 
, sar. s bench, or, if you please, to the farm—for, 
to be sure, true farming la a trade, and a grand 
one at that. Lay thus a sure foundation, and 
after that branch off into whatever profession 
you please. 
You have heard, perhaps, of the clerk who 
had faithfully served Stephen Girard from boy¬ 
hood to manhood. On the tweuty-flrst anni¬ 
versary of his birthday, ho went to hie master 
mid told him bis time waa up and ho certainly 
expected lmportunt promotion in the mer¬ 
chant's service. But Stephen Girard said to 
him ; “ Very well, now go and learn a trade.” 
What trade, sir? ” 
‘•Good barrels and butta must lm in demand 
while you live. Go and learn tho cooper’s trade 
and when you have made a perfect barrel bring 
it to me. 
The young man went away and learned the 
trade, and ... time brought to his old master a 
splendid barrel of hla own make. 
Girard examined it, and gave the maker two 
thousttod dollars for it, and then said to him : 
“ Now, air, I want you In my counting-room ; 
but henceforth you will not be dependent upon 
the whim of Stephen Chard. Lot what will 
come, you have a good trade al ways in reserve " 
Iho young man saw the wisdom and under¬ 
stood. 
> ears ago, when the middle-aged men of to¬ 
day were boys, Horace Greeley wrote : 
" It is a groat source of consolation to us that 
When the public shall be tired of us as an edi¬ 
tor, wo can make a satisfactory livelihood at 
setting type or farming; so that while our 
strength lasts, ten thousand blockheads, taking 
offense at sonic article they <lo not understand, 
oouM not drive in? into tike pooi'house.” 
And so may a man become truly independent. 
going to run over to the office with it, aud the 
, stage drove off.” 
" then I must send a telegram ; and that will 
cost several dollars.” 
“ 1 era so sorry,” said Bob; “ I will try to be 
more prompt next time." 
But one day soon after, when he was coming 
home from the mill, ho stopped to see Rodney 
Brown s gray squirrel. 
“ Your horse seems a little restless,” said Mrs 
Brown opening the window; ” had you not 
better fasten him to the post? " 
” Yes'ni, I'rn Just going back to t.lo him,” said 
Bob. But at Mils time a bit of paper fluttered 
over the ground ; the horse took fright and ran 
down the street, breaking the wagon and losing 
most of the flour. ”G, dear!" said Bob; “I 
wish I had started a litt le sooner.” 
That was the way with him most of the time. 
He was a little late at table, at school and at 
church; and people soon began to see that he 
could not be trusted to do errands. 
What kind or a man will t he boy make who is 
only just going to ” do tilings. And, worst of 
8 tl ' ere ,,ot daD « or 'bat poor, tardy Boh 
will perhaps bo Just;, little too Into in giviim 
bis heart to the Savior? Conf/icffationaliet. 
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WONDERFUL SAGACITY OF A DOG. 
TSee Illustration, page H8.J 
Mm Yoitatt states : - l wanted, one day, to 
go through a tall, Iron gate, from one part of 
my premises to another, but Just within it lay 
a poor lame puppy, and f could not get In wlth- 
out , rollic « t;, o Httie follow over, and perhaps 
seriously Injuring him. I stood for awhile hesi¬ 
tating, and at length determined to go round 
through another gate, whet) a flue Newround- 
aml dog, who had been waiting patiently for 
his wonted caresses, and wondering why I did 
nut come In, looked accidentally down Ht the 
111 valid. He comprehended the whole business 
In a moment. He put down hi., groat paw, and 
us quickly and as gently as possible, rolled the 
invalid .mt of the way, and then drew himself 
back In order to leave room: for the oponing of 
the gate. Here was a plain and palpable act of 
reasoning. 
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} OtTNQ Men, don't rely upon frionds. Don't 
rely upon the good name of your ancestors, 
thousands have spent a prime of life in the 
vain hope of those whom they called friends 
and thousands have starved because they had a 
rich father. 
©he IJuisder. 
CROSS-WORD ENIGMA.—No. 5. 
Mv first, is in cattle but not In swine. 
My second Is In boor but not in wine; 
My third is In dear but not in cheap, 
My fourth is in nap hut not iu sleep; 
My flfth is iu hour but not in see, 
My sixth is iu nut but not in bee; 
My seventh la in come but not in go. 
My eighth Is in bcJJe but not In beau; 
My ninth is iu right but uot in wrong, 
My tenth is In hymn and also In song; 
My eleventh is in race but not in run 
My twelfth Is In shoot but not in gun • 
My thirteenth is in bail but not in snow. 
My fourteenth Is in wind but not in blow 
My whole was President of the United States. 
I know you can guess this without any dates. 
Answer In two weeks. z o x o 
1 WISH to enter a protest in the name of all 
nervous persons and of the Injured little ones 
against the reokleBa way In which many heed¬ 
less persons express their love for children 
Midi as lifting them up by their heads, tossing 
and catching them in the air, carrying infants 
[ on their hands without any support to their 
backs, and otherwise endangering their Jimb« 
m senses. I have now iu rny mind tho case of 
a man who was rendered a Cripple for life 
through his father's carelessness In lifting him 
by the ankles, while he waa a small child, he 
(the father) having unfortunately lost his bal¬ 
ance aud turned the child's ankles iu such a 
way that he was lame ever afterward. Two 
different persons have told me that they knew 
when coo late that by their thoughtless play 
with them they had seriously Injured infants 
Intrusted to their care, one case resulting In 
>pioal disease and the other in fits. And yet 
it is a sight dally to be seen, that of people 
doing these things. Do give the little folks 
tender handling 1 n. o o 
THE WILLFUL DONKEY. 
HIDDEN BIRDS.—No. 1. 
Little Thinos.—L ittle words are the sweet¬ 
est to hear; little obarities fly furthest and 
stay longest on tho wing; little flakes are the 
stillest; little hearts the fondest, and lit. le 
farms the best tilled. Little books are tho 
most read, aud little songs the dearest loved. 
And when Nature would make anything espe^ 
dally rare and beautiful, she makes it little- 
little pearls, little diamonds, little dews. Agar’s 
is a model prayer, yet it is but a little onefand 
tho burden of the petition is for but little 
The sermon on the mount is little, but the last 
dedication discourse was an hour. Life is made 
up of litties; death is what remains of them 
all. Day is made up of little beams and nigut 
is glorious with little stars. 
WILLFUI.NEHS is the annoying trait in a don¬ 
key's character, and sometimes it makes agemd 
deal or trouble. And this same trait makes 
much trouble in the human lamlly. When 
children make up their minds that a certain 
way is the best way for things to be done, and 
that others must give way to their ideas, every¬ 
thing would work very smoothly if others had 
not made up their minds, just as (Irmly, that 
an opposite course would be better. 
Yet, after all, this “ won’t-give-up” spirit is 
a most excellent thing, and, like other good 
things, bad only when put to wrong uses. 
YVe need this power to help ustotay “no” 
and stand by ir, when urged to a wrong course. 
And when we know we are right, we need It to 
hold us firmly on the truck. 
This is the spirit that has held up ail reforms 
and pushed them on to make the world better 
It Is the same spirit that has helped on discov¬ 
eries and inventions. 
When Columbus knows that there is a west¬ 
ern world for him to find, this “ won’t-glve-up” 
element iu bl» character builds bis ships and 
drives them over the unknown ocean, in spite 
of winds, waves, and the opposition of his men. 
Steam finds a master of unbending will in 
George Stephenson, and tho world has the loco¬ 
motive and tho railway. So let us cultivate 
this trait of character, taking care that it does 
not work out any selfish and wrong purposes 
but only noble ones. 
1. Come Mag, rouse up, it is late. 2. Frank 
with a broken spar, rowed the boat safely to 
shore. 3. Ho is talking of Linn eternally 4 
Do velvet coats wear well? 5. Please take the 
butter down cellar, Kate. 6. The faithful do¬ 
mestic ran every step. 7- Marlon look* wan and 
sad. 8. It is astonishing how many rob instead 
of earning an honest living. 9. That fish had a 
green fin, Chester. 8 _ c> 
Answer In two weeks. 
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DIAMOND PUZZLE.—No. 3. 
1. A vowel. 2. A problem. 3. A device. 4 
A thin fabric. 5. Swelled with wind. 6. Singu¬ 
larity. 7. A story of oces-self. 8. A peculiar 
privilege. 9. Want of knowledge. 10. Un¬ 
healthy atmosphere. 11. A tree. 13. A person¬ 
al pronoun. 13, A vowel. My centrals form a 
story of ones-self. 
Answer in two weeks. Little One. 
JUST GOING TO. 
“I 8BPPOSE you maded my letter in time 
Bob,” said his father. 
“N-n-o-o, sir,” he answered. “I was just 
PROBLEM-No. 2. 
Iiie sum of the squares of two numbers is 38, 
and the difference of their cubes is 370. Re¬ 
quired, the approximate uumbers, correct to 12 
decimal places. 
Can this problem be solved by the means of 
an involved equation le?s than that of tho sixth 
B. F. Burleson. 
Answer in two weeks. 
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PUZZLER ANSWERS.-Aug. 14. 
Decapitation No. 2.-Caprlce, a price, rice, 
ice, ce, e. 
acrostic No. 1.- Cherish no bad conduct. 
