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as he reined his light carriage up to the neat 
fence behind which Air. Streeter was preparing 
a bed of turnips. 
“Yes, doctor, dome In."* 
“ Professionally or Hoeiaily ?" 
“Socially. 1 want to show you all the im¬ 
provements. Here, Mary, the doctor wants to 
see you." 
As she came to greet him, rosy with health 
and happiness, he nodded his head at her hus¬ 
band. “ VeB, that will dOf” and then glancing 
at the opeu piano, *' 1 am going to stay Just 
long enough to hear onetuue played. Will you 
favor me?’* And with the old school gallantry, 
fitted so awkwardly to bis brusque manners, 
he led iter to.the Instrument; and stood, hat in 
hand, while she played. “There, thank you, I 
have out off my own supplies. No more fees 
for me here, I see. .lust my luck. I never did 
know enough to secure my own bread and 
butter. Good-by, Mrs. .Streeter;" and again 
nodding to the husband, he trotted out to his 
vehicle and went on his way, bis cheery voice 
humming to Ida horse, perhaps, the tune be 
had just heard. 
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THE ROMANCE OF REALITY. 
LAROit is an ordinance of Heaven.—When it 
has wearied the fanner, and cares have taxed 
the mind beyond endurance, means must be at 
hand to refresh the falling power*. 
The traveler upon the desert, wearied by his 
journey, hastens toward a distant oasis. There 
lie slake* bis thirst, and, refreshed and in¬ 
vigorated, he forgets his tolls. So the human 
mind, wearied with Its burdens, is seeking a 
relief- some fountain where It may allay Its 
thirst, an ousts in the deeert of life. The needs 
of man were known to the great Intelligence 
who ordained hi* toils. Even this want had 
been foreseen and its remedy supplied in 
nature. This is the fountain, flowing fresh 
from the creativo hand, whoso waters cheer the 
weary soul. 
In nature there are found the beautiful and 
the Wonderful. Man gazes on tbo beautiful, 
and whether it be the earth putting on her 
mantle of green, the bud bursting into life, or 
the flowers of a thousand hues, ids tenderest 
feelings are touched.--Umler such an influence 
Ids nature, though hardened by Care, begins to 
relax. The con ling draught which ho is drink¬ 
ing cannot iail to refresh and Invigorate him.— 
Thus Is ho prepared to again undertake the 
duties of life. 
And then there is the wonderful; wherever 
we turn it is found. In the firmament, we 
behold the planets, held by some Invisible 
power, and we wonder at their Infinite sweep. 
We look out beyond into that Immense void. 
All seems cold, dark, dreary, live the cheerless 
night of an Arctic winter, and we imagine that 
we have caught a glimpse of Inlioity ; hut no! 
Aw r ay In the distance we see a faint glimmering, 
like tlic light reflected from a silver cloud.— 
These are nebula—systems beyond systems—a 
universe boyoud a universe. In contemplating 
these, what thoughts force themselves upon 
us! What is their history? What is thoLr 
destiny ? Arc they peopled by a race who, like 
us, are wondering whence they ofcmo and 
whither they are tending ? These are questions 
w hoso answers wo never shall know till thought 
is permitted to take one stop farther, and set 
foot within the bounds of the supernatural. 
And science proves to us that tho sun is losing 
his heal—that when rv'elca of ages shall have 
passed, he will have become a cold, desolate 
island In the abyss of space. The machinery of 
the heavens is running down. The planets, ii: 
their revolutions, arc approaching nearer and 
nearer to a common center. At length the 
time w ill come when they will be precipitated 
upon it, and float in Space, a chaotic mass. 
In the presence of such conceptions, what 
are all the petty troubles of man ? The track 
of an Insect upon tho ocean shore! But what 
of the soul of man, whose thoughts thus 
wander on through eternity 1 It is immortal 1 
“ Hero sits he shaping wings to fly; 
His heart forbode* a mystery; 
He nutries the name— Eternity !" 
Ah, this Is the fountain, this the romance of 
reality! It is in contemplation of such grand 
truths that man is incited to greater action and 
to nobler purposes. Thus is lie encouraged to 
prosa on to the goal; thus is ho taught to ignore 
tho obstacles in his way, as the soldiers of Na¬ 
poleon. weary and disconsolate in their passage 
of the Alps, were cheered by the cry of their 
leader;—“ Courage, men; beyond the Alps lie 
the plains of Italy I" 
But nature serves not man only. So great a 
creation must have a two-fold purpose, The 
second is even more grand than the flrst. II Is 
in revealing the Creator to all intelligences. 
Man, by his mode of life. Is brought into close 
relation to nature. He is made to see that 
there are certalu laws underlying it, will eh 
compel all its parts to work together as If parts 
of one vast mechanism---that these laws are in¬ 
violable and unchangeable. Faraday and Agas¬ 
siz, mon who had studied long and understood 
nature well, were compelled by such truths to 
“ look through nature up to nature’s God." 
The seasons coining and going, the earth 
whirling In space, systems coming into life and 
systems vanishing away, declare that all this 
has not resulted from some chance combination 
of forces, but from the plans of an Intelligence, 
far-seeing and almighty. 
Thus, while Action may have Its power to 
MOORE’S RURAL HEW-YORKER. 
charm and to stir the emotions, it. cannot pro¬ 
duce the great results of the real. The former 
is like the deceitful wine w#eh gladdens, 
while it Intoxicates, but, leaves Its victim de¬ 
jected, musing over Improbabilities— wishibg 
for something which he cannot possess—while 
the latter purifies and refreshes the nature of 
man—lifts him up from petty cares and gives 
him strength—urges him forward to higher 
action and to higher purposes, and reveals to 
all intelllgencles the great first cause. 
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A FORTUNATE KISS, 
AM OHD 33TJT GOOD STORY. 
Thk following pretty story is narrated by 
Braner, who vouches for Its truthfulness. 
In the great university of Upsala, in Sweden, 
lived a young student, a noble youth, with a 
great love for studies, but without means for 
pursuing them. lie was poor, without connec¬ 
tions. Btill lie studied, living in great poverty 
but keeping u cheerful heart, and trying to 
look pleasantly at the future, which looked so 
grimly at him. Ill* good humor and excellent 
qualities made him beloved by his comrades. 
One day he was standing at tho square with 
some of them, prattling uway an hoar of 
leisure, when their attention was arrested 
by a young and beautiful lady, who, by the 
side of an elder one, was slowly walking over 
the place. It was the daughter of tho Governor 
of Upsalu. living in that city, and the lady was 
her governess. Bhe was generally known for 
goodness and gentleness of character, and 
looked at with admiration by all tho students. 
As the young men stood gazing at her as she 
went by, like a graceful vision, one of them 
suddenly exclaimed; 
“ Well, It would bo worth something to have 
a kiss from such a mouth." 
The poor student, the hero of our story, who 
looked on that pure, angelic, face, exclaimed as 
If by inspiration : 
“1 think I could have It." 
“Well, well," exclaimed his friends In a 
chorus“ Are you crazy ? Bo you know her ?" 
“ Not at all,” he answered, “ but I think she 
would kiss me if I asked her." 
“ What, In this place and before all our eyes?” 
“ Yes.” 
44 Freely?” 
44 Yes.” 
44 Well, If she would give you a kiss in that 
manner 1 will give you a thousand dollars,” 
exclaimed one of the party. 
“And I, and I," exclaimed two or three 
others, Tor It happened several rich men were 
among the group, and bets ran high on so im¬ 
probable an event. The challenge was made 
and received in less,time than we take to tell it. 
Our hero (my authority tells not whether he 
was plain or handsome; I have peculiar reasons 
for believing ne waa rather plain, but singularly 
good looking at the same time) immediately 
walked up to the young lady and said : 
“Mine fratilein, my fortune Is now In your 
hands." 
Site looked at him in astonishment, but 
arrested her footsteps. 
He proceeded to state Ills name and condi¬ 
tion, his aspiration, and repeated simply what 
had just taken place between him and his com¬ 
rades. 
The young lady listened attentively, and at 
his ceasing to spe/sk, she suid blushingly, but 
with great sweetness: 
" If by so little a thing so much good can be 
effected, it would bo foolish In me to refuse 
your request." 
And publicly, In the open square she kissed 
him. 
Next day the student was sent for by the 
Governor. He wanted to see the man who had 
dared to seek a kiss from his daughter that 
way, and whom she had consented to kiss. 
He received him with a scrutinizing bow, 
but after an hour's conversation was so pleased 
with him that he ordered our hero to dine at 
Ills table during Ida studies at Upsala. 
Our friend pursued his studies in such a man¬ 
ner that It soon made him regarded as the 
most promising student In the university. 
Three years are now elapsed since tho first 
klaii, when the young man was allowed to give 
the second kiss to the daughter of the Governor, 
as his wife. 
He became, later, one of the most noted 
scholars In Sweden, and was much respected 
for his character. 
Ills words will endure while time lasts among 
the works of science; and from this happy 
union sprang a family well known In Sweden at 
the present time, whose wealth and high posi¬ 
tion in society are regarded as trifles in com¬ 
parison with their great goodness and love. 
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THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE. 
The Troy Press tells at much .length the ro¬ 
mantic story of a worthy young Irishman who, 
forty-eight years ago arrived at Schenectady. 
Two years previously lie bad won at homo the 
heart of a fair daughter of Ireland, but cruel 
fate had separated them. The couple had 
arranged to get married seoretly and start for 
America. The day before the ship was to sail, 
upon which John had taken passage for hot)), 
the father left, for Glasgow, taking his daughter 
with him. John was too wise to submit to the 
loss of the passage money of both ; ho came to 
this country himself, alone. 
A correspondence was kept up between the 
separated lovers, wlih frequent Interruptions 
by the father, lor about five years, when it 
ceased entirely. Four years later John was 
astonished one day to see the brother of his 
former love step Into Id* place of business in 
Schenectady; and what surprised him more 
was, the brother informed him that he had 
brought Nora with him, at her own request, 
expecting that he would now marry her. Un¬ 
happy John hnd married another a few months 
before. He must need, however, go down to 
tho canal boat—for there were no railroads 
In those days—to see her. The brother was on 
his way to Michigan to commence farming 
there. 
It Is unnecessary to describe the meeting. 
Suffice it to say that Nora could not be com¬ 
forted for a long time after the news was 
broken to bar that John bad espoused‘another; 
and John wept too. It was arranged, however, 
that Nora should go on to Michigan with her 
brother ; and nothing of course, would restrain 
John from going some distance with them. 
But as Ill-luck would have It, in the excitement 
of the moment, he forgot to inform Ids wife of 
this determination, nor did lie make up Ids 
mind either, before starting, as to how far he 
would go. The news, however, was soon carried 
to John's wife that her young husband was 
“off” on the Rochester boat with a young 
lady, and that they were seen weeping on each 
other's necks. Her mind was soon made up. 
She set out in pursult^m tbo next boat, and 
succeeded In capturing her fugitive husband at 
Rochester, and brought him back In triumph to 
Schenoctadv. 
In the course of years John became a widower, 
and Nora having married a farmer in Michigan, 
was left a tvldaw with two children, and a large 
farm well stocked. Her whereabouts and cir¬ 
cumstances were discovered by John about a 
year ago, and a correspondence was opened In 
terms much the same as they had employed 
fifty years before. All was arranged by letter. 
John gave up his business In Schenectady, and 
started for Michigan throe weeks ago as frisky 
as a young man of thirty, to marry his old love, 
and live with her tho rest of hla days. He 
found tho woman, sure enough, that had writ¬ 
ten to him, and she the person that had written 
to her. But, oh I what a change had forty 
years made ou both. John began to suspect 
that sin, was not t he Nora that he used to love. 
Nora began to surmise that he was not the 
John that she had once set her affections upon. 
Tlieir auspicious soon grew into beliefs, arid, In 
two days, they agreed to separate. .John came 
straight back to Schenectady. 
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COULDN’T BEHAVE HERSELF. 
A Saratoga correspondent of the New York 
Commercial Advertiser overheard t\Vo young 
ladies talking, and this was w bat they said : 
“Nell, I'm going home to-morrow.” 
“ Going home to-morrow. What for, pray ?” 
“ Because 1 can't behave myself.” 
44 Well, Out with it, Jennie. What have you 
boon doing?" 
44 Lots of things.” 
“ Well, give us the first.” 
44 You know Frank Kennedy, Nell ?" 
44 That soft, simpering fellow that always tells 
you how 4 chawmlng’ you look ?” 
“ Exactly. This morning I saw him coming, 
and made up my mind to take him down." 
“ Well, what then ?” 
“ I put my diamond brooch in a chair, pin up¬ 
ward*, and asked him to sot down." 
“ He sat down of course, and what then ?” 
"He jumped up and yelled, 4 Oh, my-’” 
44 What’s the trouble?” 1 asked. “‘Nothing 
In particular, only J thought of an engagement 
at this very moment; you must excuse mo.' 
And off lie went; and would you believe it, 
Nell, the brooch was sticking to him.” 
44 That was awful, Jennie," ami the two girls 
giggled together for five minutes. Nell broke 
tho spell by demanding, “What next?” 
44 Why. you see 1 was talking with that young 
sprig of a clergyman, the Rev. Tom Parsons. 
Wo had nearly talked each other to death, 
when, as luck would have it, he made some re¬ 
mark about mosquitoes. I was on uiy native 
heath at once, arid I began telling him of my 
experience at Rockaway. 4 Did they Bite very 
hard?’ Inquired the Rev. Thomas. 4 I wish,Mr. 
Parsons,’ said I, ‘you could see my legs and 
judge for yourself.* ” 
“That was a horrid speech, Jennie. How 
Could you say such a tiling?” 
” Why, Nell, it popped out before I knew it.” 
“And what did Mr. Parsons say?” 
44 Ho blushed clean to the eyes and I ran 
away.” 
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NEWSPAPER BY-LAWS. 
1. Be brief. This is the age of telegraphs and 
stenography, ft. Be pointed. Don’t write all 
around a subject without hitting it. 3. State 
facts, but don’t stop to moralize. It’s a drowsy 
subject. Lot the reader do his own dreaming. 
4. Eschew preface. Plunge at once into your 
subj ect, like a swimmer into cold water. 5. If 
you have written a sentence that you think par¬ 
ticularly fine, draw your pen through It. A pet 
child ib always the worst in the family, fi. Con¬ 
dense. Make sure that you really have au idea, 
and then record it in the shortest possible 
terms, We want thoughts In their quintes¬ 
sence. 7. When your article is completed, 
strike out nine-tenths of the adjectives. 
SEPT.25 
$al)kth Reading. 
HOLD THE FORT. 
The following Is one of tho most popular songs 
sung with so ninch spirit at tho grout revival moot¬ 
ings of Moody aud Saxket in England and Soot- 
land. It is also very popular in this country, being 
a favorite Sunday School song, and Is probably of 
American origin; 
Ho ! my comrades, see the signal 
Waving in the sty ! 
Reinforcements now appearing, 
Victory is nigh ! 
CHORDS.—Hold the fort., for I am coming. 
Jesus signals still; 
Wave the answer back to Heaven, 
By thy grace we will. 
Sec the mighty host advancing, 
Satan leading on, 
Mighty men around ns falling, 
Courage almost gone. 
Chords.—H old. Ac. 
Bee tho glorious banner waving, 
Hear the bugle blow ; 
In our Leader's name we’ll triumph 
Over every foe. 
Chords.—H old. &c. 
Fierce and long the battle rages, 
But our help is near; 
Onward comes our Great Commander. 
Cheer, ray comrades, cheer ! 
Chords.—H old, &e. 
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THE LIFE TO COME. 
BY R. T,. DORR. 
In the multitude of business and other cares 
that surround u* In this life, how few think 
earnestly and carefully of the life hereafter. 
The vast multitude are struggling onward in 
tho busy strife for existence, without exciting 
In our minds scarcely a thought of the beauti¬ 
ful world to which we are hastening; and wo 
are only arrested in our worldly contemplation 
of life here by seeing au occasional straggler 
weary and heavy laden, lie down to his rest, or 
by Home great and terrible disaster, where hun¬ 
dred* rush, apparently unbidden, into life ever¬ 
lasting. 
But to the honest student of Nature a flood 
of light la opened in tho stupendous work* of 
God, on which the mind dwells with rapturous 
delight, however multiplied tho cures or ab¬ 
sorbing the business that surrounds him. He 
goes out at midnight, in t.li« clear,still calm 
that pervades all nature: lie gny.es upon ttie 
vaulted sky, studded with an ocean at glitter¬ 
ing diamond*, which by the application of sci¬ 
entific discoveries swell Into worlds, worldH 
into systems, and systems Into universes for¬ 
everholding a midnight festival, and standing 
as shining sentinels to tho opening portals of 
the life to come. He cannot resist the evi¬ 
dence, blazing In every direction, of system, 
order, design, immortal life. 
To tho honest student of the works of God 
abundant evidenoe Of the life to eorue Is afford¬ 
ed in the sunshine and In the shower—in the 
whirlwind and in the storm—in the opening 
glories of Spring, teeming with light and life 
and joy—In laughing Summer, laden with Its 
choice productions—In melancholy Autumn, 
with its sighing winds and mournful forebo¬ 
dings, and In tho cheerless Winter, the fearful 
memento of the winter of the grave. 
To him the eternal night, which forever en¬ 
velops the ignorant, careless and thoughtless, 
is dlspellod ; and a new life, a new scone, a now 
world break* In upon his vitiou. Oh, the Joys 
of that uew life! When he looks upon the 
dew’drop of the morning he will think of tho 
coronet that glitters upon the brow ot the 
faitlifill t When, in the deep solitudes or the 
forest, he listens to the music of the wood¬ 
land choir, be will think of the anthems of the 
blessed! When lie looks upon a world laden 
with the choicest productions his heart will go 
up In thankfulness to his God! To him the 
teeming earth Is no longer dull, senseless mat¬ 
ter, but every leaf, flower and blade of grass 
binds Utm closer and closer to his Maker, and 
points to an immortal and glorious deBtluy! 
Such a mind becomes tilled w ith thoughts of 
Gob. To him alJ Nature 1 b IDs awful temple! 
All Science but Hie portico that opens to His 
goodness, greatness and glory; and his convic¬ 
tions are those of the people of Antioch and of 
Athens—of Ahastds and St. Paul, “ In Him 
we live and move and Have our being.” 
Dansville, Liv. Co., N. Y., 1875. 
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GEMS OF TRUTH. 
The animosities are mortal, but the humani¬ 
ties live forever. 
To the blessed eternity itself there is no other 
handle than this instant. 
Tub soul that suffers is stronger than the soul 
that ifejoices.—Elizabeth Sheppard, 
Many actions, like the Rhone, have two sour¬ 
ces—one pure, the other Impure.—J. C. Hare. 
He who doos a base tiling In zeal for his friend 
burns the golden thread that ties their hearts 
together. 
Lying is like trying to hide In a fog; if you 
move about, you are in danger uf bumping your 
head against the truth ; as soon as the fog blows 
up, you are gone anyhow. 
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