JULY  23 
MOORE’S  RURAL  NEW-YORKER. 
IN  SILK  ATTIEE. 
Thkhk  are  my  lady**  parlors,— 
These  dim,  doIlKhtfiil  rooms, 
Ooiveous  with  well-bred  splendors 
And  soft,  artistic  grlooms, 
Warm  with  hannonions  colors. 
And  pleasant  with  faint  {lorfunies. 
The  curtains  are  marvels  of  broidery, 
WrouKht  skillf ull3',  stitch  by  stitch. 
The  carpets  are  woven  roses, 
Koss-llke  and  deep  and  rich. 
And  the  marble  face  of  Clytie 
Looks  out  from  her  draperied  niche. 
The  flowers  arc  hot-house  darlings. 
Exacting',  dainty  and  rare, 
Tnbcroeee,  and  rich  canieUias, 
Stately  and  waxen  fair — 
More  the  work  of  the  florist 
Thau  of  uature’a  earth  and  air. 
Think  of  the  brave,  bright  asters 
Fringing  the  autumn  Icus, 
Of  the  golden  rod  ivith  tresses 
Toesod  by  tlio  wild  fresh  breeze, 
LI  rang  their  common  faces 
Among  sncli  flowers  as  these ! 
The  rude  plebeian  daylight 
iMrcs  scarooly  to  venture  near. 
But  tempered  by  careful  shading. 
And  timid  from  bashful  fear. 
With  soft  half-tones  and  touches 
Makes  tondorest  twilight  hero. 
And  the  queen  of  all  this  splendor 
Hits  shrined  in  her  luxuries. 
Her  hsnds,  unsullied  by  labor. 
Are  folded  in  graocful  esse, 
Hho'wingno  harsher  contact 
Than  the  touch  of  ivory  keys. 
Hush  !  do  you  envy  my  lady 
Her  treasures  from  many  lands. 
Her  eostly  and  rich  surroimdings. 
Her  white  wrists'  Jeweled  bands, 
Tho  diamonds  which  star  her  bosom. 
And  glint  on  hw  waxen  hands  ? 
No— covet  her  golden  leisure. 
Her  freedom  from  petty  esres. 
From  the  burden  of  small  denials 
Whicli  many  a  spirit  bears,— 
Hut  never  her  soft  iuaolion. 
Nor  the  rohi!s  and  gems  flhe  wears. 
The  vain,  nutiscd  existenno 
Who  wears  like  a  flowery  wreath 
Were  chains  to  a  soul  more  noble ; 
It  would  fret  and  strive  beneath 
The  burden  of  utudess  living 
Ah  a  dagger  wears  Its  sheath. 
[Florence  Percy. 
—  -■  -♦■4  ♦  ■  —  ■ 
INTEEOEPTED  LETTERS.-IL 
Nkw  York, - , - . 
Dear  Mary  Forgotten  you,  mavourneen !  A» 
well  might  you  Intimate  that  the  gracious  orb  of 
light,  otherwise  the  Sun,  had  exhausted  his  sup¬ 
ply  of  Illuminating  material,  and  that  It  hart  be¬ 
come  tny  pleasant  duty  to  enlighten  a  gloomy 
planet  by  the  iridescence  of  my  luiniiioua  opUc. 
You  need  pay  no  attention  to  this  little  night  of 
rhetoric,  dear;  ru.sh  of  words  to  the  brain,  fmr 
family  appears  to  have  streaks  of  this  kind,  other- 
wise,  as  you  know,  we  are  harmless  lunatics.  It 
Is  a  real  Khamo  I  have  not  answered  your  lovely 
letters.  1  have  started  a  million  times  at  least, 
but  where’s  the  use?— the  moment  I  sit  down  to 
write  I  want  to  say  so  many  things,  and  the  bother 
of  It  la  I  think  of  them  all  at  once,  and  a  whole 
paper  mill  doesn’t  seem  suOlclent  to  supply  ma¬ 
terial  for  my  burning  thougum,  and — lot’s  see, 
where  was  I?  Oh  I  and  the  fact  Is,  Rosebud,  I 
Just  want  to  see  you,  and  have  a  good,  long  talk. 
Been  to  Philadelphia?  You  unsophisticated 
fraction  of  riiral  economy,  do  you  Imagine  I  could 
live  ninety  miles  from  that  perfectly  gorgeous 
show  and  not  take  a  glimpse  at  it?  Ah !  .Mary, 
that  same  Centennial  Is  the  modern  apple  that 
will  prove  the  degtructlon  (flnauclal,  I  incaa,  of 
course)  of  tons  of  the  lath  century  Eves.  Of  all 
the  pomologlcal  temptations  I  ever  encountered 
this  la,  as  that  horrid,  vulgar  Ton  says,  the  “king 
pin.”  1  don't  know  what  It  means,  but  it’s  ex¬ 
pressive,  anyhow. 
Oh :  I  forgot.  I  saw  tlie  Doctor  there,  too.  He 
didn’t  ask  about  you,  of  course  not.  l  say,  Chick¬ 
adee,  If  you  don’t  hurry  up  and  dispose  of  that 
young  fellow,  I'll  surely  put  some  stubby  old  anu- 
quaryon  hla  track  and  have  him  Impaled  In  a 
cabinet  as  the  best  spei.dmoa  extant  of  a  peram¬ 
bulating  corkscrew.  The  way  he  can  draw  In¬ 
formation  out  of  one  is  past  belief.  But  I  fancy  l 
have  paid  him.  1  told  him  you  were,  at  last  ac¬ 
counts,  receiving  sealed  proposals  by  every  male, 
and  that  If  he  liked  1  should  be  pleased  to  furnish 
him  with  blank  forms  and  specIOcatlons.  I  flatter 
myself  he  went  off  with  a  bee  In  Ms  bonnet  1  You 
see,  dear,  I  can't  marry  you  myself,  and  next 
to  the  subscriber  1  donx  know  a  more  eligible 
man  than  the  Doctor.  And  you  miosl  marry,  so  1 
may  have  you  near  me.  My !  how  we  could  wind 
the  dear  boy  around  our  Ungers,  couldn’t  we? 
Gracious  1  how  I  am  raving.  I  started  to  tell  you 
about  the  ContennlaL 
Papa,  you  know,  Is  Just  the  dearest,  best,  kind¬ 
est-hearted  aud  altogether  lovely  parent  a  girl 
could  wish,  so  I  Just  put  my  arms  about  his  neck 
and  said  that  his  little  girl  wa.s  longing  to  see 
some  friends  In  Philadelphia,  and  that  Tom  might. 
Just  as  well  as  not,  take  me — well !  you  know 
how  It  Is  yourself.  That  wretched  Tom  again  I  I 
declare,  he  Is  corrupting  me  dreadfully,  lie  had 
the  impudence  to  say  I  ivas  learning  to  talk 
“  slang”  like  an  angel.  Jlow'ever,  to  the  Centen¬ 
nial  we  went,  and  we  had  a  glorious  time.  I 
haveuX  seen  anything  but  the  Main  Building. 
Tom  says  there's  lota  of  other  interesting  things 
to  look  at— which  assertion  I  must  take  on  trust. 
My  dear  t  I  tell  you  solemnly,  and  I  tvish  you  to 
embalm  the  words  In  rose  leaves  and  hand  them 
down  to  your  children’s  children,  tlie  heart  of 
woman— I  mean  the  mind— never  revebkl  In  such 
exqullslte  sights  since— well,  sluco  away  back  in 
tbe  Silurian  Period.  I  don’t  know  when  tliat  was, 
exactly ;  but  never  mind,  you  know  what  I  mean. 
Such  laces,  such  coral,  and  oh,  those  dear,  funny 
•lopanese  vases  I  I  did  an  awlul  thing.  I  have 
not  slept  since.  T  was  standing  In  front  of  a  case 
of  exquisite  lace  in  the  French  department,  ad¬ 
miring  a  flounce.  Such  a  flounce !  1  shan’t  de¬ 
scribe  It.  I  pre-sume,  ala.sl  you’ll  see  It  one  day. 
Well,  there  l  stood,  Argus-eyed,  devouring  Its 
beauty,  when  who  should  come  along  but  that 
hateful  Flora  Floyo.  She’s  perfectly  made  of 
money,  you  know,  and  seeing  me  admiring  the 
flounce  said  to  the  attendant,  “  How  much  la  this 
trlile,  please?”  Trifle,  forsooth!  "Klght  hun¬ 
dred  dollar,  madamc,  and  eet  fa  vera  sheap.” 
My  blood  was  up.  and  I  Just  said,  coolly,  "  I’ll 
take  It."  Tom  ga/.ed  at  me  in  open-eyed  wonder ; 
asked,  under  hla  breath.  If  1  felt  well,  and  was  I 
In  the  enjoyment  of  iny  usual  senses  ?  i  tosaed 
my  head,  gave  royaddreas  to  the  salesman  and 
walked  on,  Tho  Floyd  could  just  have  eaten  mo 
alive.  .She  fairly  glared  at  me.  1  couldn’t  have 
resisted  this  chance  to  take  her  down,  It  I  died  for 
It.  But  perbapa  l  wasn’t  considerably  frlghtoned 
when  1  reflected  on  what  I  had  done  I  What  would 
papa  say  7  By-aud-by  l  stole  back  softly,  and  took 
a  furtive  glance  at  tho  case,  trying  to  pei-suado 
myself  it  was  all  a  dream,  anyhow.  No,  only  too 
real  1  There  was  the  flounce,  twice  os  largo  as 
life,  and  on  It  a  groat  horrid  card,  aaylng  “  Sold 
to  Mias - of  New  York.”  My  heart  went  down 
20*  and  I  wanted  to  go  home.  I  can’t  write  any 
more.  The  UiougUt  of  that  flounoe  untlta  me  for 
everj'tJilng,  but  It  Is  a  relief  to  tell  somebody  what 
a  goose  I  have  made  of  myself. 
Write  and  tell  me  you  think  I  was  porfecUy 
justified  In  acting  as  I  did.  It  will  reassure  your 
illHtractcd  Blanche. 
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OUT-DOOB  EXERCISE  FOR  MOTHERS.] 
Consider  It  your  religious  duty  to  take  out-door 
exercise  without  fall  each  day.  Sweeping  and 
trotting  around  tho  house  will  not  take  Its  place ; 
the  exhilaration  of  tho  open  air  and  change  of 
scene  are  absolutely  necessary.  <)  l  know  all 
about  '•  Lucy’s  gown  that  Is  not  llnlshcd,”  and 
“Tommy’s  jacket.”  and  oven  “his”  coat,  hla 
buttonlfiss  coal,  thrown  in  your  lap,  as  It  to  add 
tho  bust  ounce  to  tho  camel’s  back;  still  I  aay,  Up 
and  out !  Is  It  not  more  I  mportant  that  ywr  chil¬ 
dren,  In  their  tender  years,  should  not  bo  left 
motherless,  and  that  they  should  not  be  born  to 
that  feeble  constitution  of  body  which  wUl  blight 
every  early  blessing?  Let  buttons  and  htrtuga 
go;  you  \vlll  take  hold  of  them  with  more  vigor 
and  patience  when  you  do  return  bright  and  re¬ 
freshed  :  and  If  every  stitch  bo  not  flel.shed  at  Just 
such  a  moment  (and  It  Is  discouraging  not  to  bo 
able  to  aystcmatize  In  your  labor,  even  with  your 
best  efforts),  still  remember  that  “  she  who  hath 
done  what  she  could”  Is  entitled  to  no  mean 
praise.  Y’our  husband  Is  undoubtedly  “the  best 
of  men,”  though  there  arc  some  malicious  people 
who  might  say  that  tliat  Is  not  aaylng  much  for 
him.  HUll  ho  would  never,  to  the  end  of  time, 
dream  what  you  were  dying  of ;  so  accept  my  ad¬ 
vice,  and  take  the  matter  In  hand  yourself. 
for  tijc  |ottii5. 
GOOD  NIGHT! 
What  do  I  see  in  baby’s  eyes  ? 
So  bright !  so  bright ! 
I  see  the  blue,  I  eoc  b  spark, 
I  see  a  twinkle  iu  the  dark— 
Now  shut  them  tight. 
What  do  I  see  In  baby’s  eyes  ? 
Shut  tight— flhut  tight. 
The  blue  ia  gone,  tho  light  is  hid— 
I’ll  lay  a  soft  kiss  on  each  lid. 
Good  night  1  good  night ! 
(.Ifr*.  Do'Itff,  in  St.  Nicholas. 
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ABOUT  SEVERAL  THINGS. 
DRESSING  EXPENSIVELY  AT  $10  A  YEAR. 
They  tell  an  anecdote  at  Washington  of  a  cer¬ 
tain  Congressman  who  proclaimed  Umt  a  rigid 
system  of  economy  must  be  practiced,  a.s  the  va¬ 
rious  failures  here,  there  and  everywhere  had 
dwarfed  the  amount  of  his  annual  income. 
But  what  am  I  to  do  for  party  dresses?”  asked 
the  anxious  wife. 
“  Leave  that  matter  to  me,  my  dear,  and  I  will 
arrange  It  to  your  satlsfacUon,”  soothingly  re¬ 
plied  the  legislator. 
Calling  In  a  reporter,  he  set  before  him  a  tempt¬ 
ing  array  of  edibles,  with  wine  enough  to  send 
wannth  through  his  veins  and  generous  throbs  to 
Uhi  heart-strings. 
“  Now,  my  friend,”  said  the  M.  C.,  “  I  want  to 
employ  you  to  describe  my  wife's  drosses  this  win¬ 
ter— or  rather,  she  will  describe  them,  and  you 
can  insert  the  descriptions  in  your  various  papers. 
Here’s  $10  for  your  trouble,  and  a  scat  at  our  table 
when  you’re  hungry.’’ 
The  re-sult  is  that  Mrs.  M.  C.  appears  clothed  In 
such  gorgeousness  as  was  only  known  to  Solomon 
mail  his  glory;  yet  her  wardrobe  Is  exceedingly 
circumscribed. 
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AN  OLD-TIME  GIRL. 
We  saw  her  on  Fourth  street  yesterday.  She 
wore  a  neatly-flttlng,  platoly-cut  and  modestly- 
trimmed  calico  dress.  Her  modest  face  beamed 
with  youth  and  beauty  beneath  the  graceful  folds 
of  a  gauzy  green  veil,  and  her  rosy  cheeks  shone 
through  It  like  a  pair  of  large  cherries.  She  dldnX 
earn’  onc-haU  of  her  dress  In  her  hand  high  up  to 
gratify  the  vulgar  gaze  of  blackguards  or  to  draw 
forth  ludicrous  and  iingentlemanly  remarks  of 
comer  loafers.  Nor  was  she  pinned  back  so  tight 
she  couldn’t  step,  and  her  heels  didn’t  kick  her 
tiller  as  high  ns  the  small  of  her  batik.  She  didn't 
walk  like  a  mule  with  a  loose  set  of  harness  on 
and  flies  bad.  No ;  she  wasn’t  di’essed  In  a  style 
calculated  to  attract  theaiteatlQuof  any  but  true 
gentlemen,  aud  of  theee  she  commanded  the  ut¬ 
most  respect,  and  It  was  paid  her  by  all  who,  In 
I  meeting  admired  h^r.—Courier-Joumai. 
My  dear  Nkiobs  and  Nephews  :—IdonX  think 
either  m.vself  or  Uncle  Mark  could  suftlclently 
express  the  pleasure  It  gives  us  to  hear  from  our 
young  friends.  And  yet,  at  the  same  time,  It  Is 
one  of  my  greatest  dlsappolntmonts  to  liegln  a 
charming  letter  and  after  reading  with  Increasing 
Interest  down  to  the  la.st  page,  to  learn  that  my 
young  correspondent  is  so  unfortunate  as  to  have  ^ 
absolutely  no  name !  I  Judge  parents  must  bo  In 
the  habit  of  omitting  so  Impoi’tant  a  ceremony  as  3 
baptising  their  children,  or  the  names  have  been  i 
such  hard  ones  as  to  quite  discourage  tho  use  of  '' 
them  by  tiielr  offspring.  1  havo  recently  hoard  of  ' 
a  young  follow,  about  24  hours  old,  who  will  have  i 
to  struggle  through  this  life  and  ho  known  as  > 
Amkhioan  centennial  Adams.  Now  he  will  have  ’ 
a  good  excuse  In  suppressing  all  but  the  Initials.  < 
I  do  seriously  protest,  however,  that  It  Is  not  fair  ' 
to  write  letters  to  us.  aud  round  them  off  with  a  • 
tantJili/.lng  Jack  or  Mary.  1  leave  It  to  yourselves  ’ 
It  I  do  not  set  a  fair  example  by  unblushlngly  ' 
printing  mv  name,  with  tlio  "handle”  and  all  ‘ 
requLsIte  appurtenances.  Ought  you  to  do  less  ? 
Therefore,  re.solved,  that  the  Rural  Legion  do 
henceforth  write  thetr  full  name  and  address  on  ' 
all  Icttors  for  Uncle  True’s  private  satisfaction, 
nol  for  publication.  If  you  do  not  favor  me  In 
this  particular,  I  shall  consider  you  do  not  Intend 
your  letter  tor  me,  but  that  you  have  something 
strictly  private  to  communicate  to  the  waste 
basket,  and  I  will  promptly  toru  it  over  to  my  ca¬ 
pacious  friend,  striving  not  to  violate  private  cor¬ 
respondence  by  glancing  at  Its  conteuW.  There! 
The  Editor  says  ne.xt  week  he  will  publish  .some 
ol  tho  answers  to  the  question  about  the  Spider 
asked  In  Rural  of  June  IT,  and  at  the  same  time 
designate  who,  la  hts  opinion,  has  given  the  most 
oomprchenslve  and  appropriate  answer.  I  have 
taken  advantage  of  this  conlldonco  to  say  to  you 
that  there  Ls  but  one  week  of  grace  and  those 
wishing  a  very  nice  plant  should  lose  no  time  in 
submitting  fficfr  Idea  of  what  was  tho  proper 
»hlng  to  have  done.  Last  warning!  Going— 
going—  1  You  will  all  know  how  It  has  “  gone !” 
next  week. 
T  have  been  very  sensibly  touched  by  tho  often 
repeated  aspiration  of  my  nclcos  and  nephews 
that  they  might  become  journall.sts.  All  seem  to 
think,  though,  that  It  would  ho  the  merest  pastime 
for  a  camel  to  prance  through  the  eye  of  a  needle 
by  comparison  to  the  trtbuiatlons  of  a  beginner 
In  tho  Held  of  loLtors.  This  Is  all  wrong.  We 
often  lose  the  good  we  might  attain  by  tearing  to 
attempt.  I  well  remember  with  what  fear  and 
trembling  I  contributed  my  first  article  to  current 
Utorature  and  with  what  great  awe  I  approached 
the  big  man  whoso  name,  Faitor,  appeared  to 
endow  him  with  superhuman  attributes.  I  havo 
since  learned  that  tho  genus  Editor  la  usually 
made  of  quite  an  ordinary  quality  of  clay,  not  im- 
frequently  cracked  In  the  baking,  ami  without 
the  beautiful  handle  that  adorns  tlie  article  would 
bo  quite  a  common  Jug  after  all. 
It  is,  however,  our  plea,Haat  fortune  to  have  a 
nook  In  the  Kurai,  all  to  ourselves,  and  I  propose 
with  your  gracluns  approbation  and  co-operation, 
to  have  a  little  magaziuo  In  which  we  shall  be 
exclusively  interested.  My  idea  is  toglve  the  out- 
lines  or  a  subject  which  I  shall  expect  you  to  work 
out  and  elaborate,  using  the  beat  English  at  your 
command.  I  shall  select  aud  print  the  essay  I 
deem  the  best,  taking  pains  to  point  out  Ha  merits 
and  defects,  as  a  guide  to  future  competitors.  You 
can  havo  no  Idea  until  you  try,  how  Improving  to 
your  mental  faculties  an  exercise  of  this  kind  Is. 
Now  I  trust  all  my  bright  young  relations  will 
meet  me  hall  way  In  this  project,  to  tlio  end  that 
our  column  may  be  made  positively  the  most  en¬ 
chanting  department  tor  young  and  old  In  the 
'  whole  paper.  The  Initial  subject  will  be, 
.roANNE  OK  arc. 
Most  of  you  are  familiar  with  the  life  of  this 
brave  young  girl,  who  accomplished  more  and 
more  heroically  than  most  any  woman  mentioned 
In  history.  I  want  a  brief  sketch  of  her  birth, 
early  life,  the  events  that  led  to  her  espousing  the 
cause  of  her  crownlcs-s  monarch ;  the  peril  aud 
vicissitudes  of  her  subsequent  career ;  how  she 
accomplished  her  object;  her  reward;  treatment 
at  the  hands  of  her  captors ;  with  a  closing  para- 
I  graph  on  the  effect  of  her  life  and  career  on  the 
1  moral  and  political  fortunes  of  her  country.  I 
,  Lave  no  objections  to  j'our  looklngup  facts,  dates, 
I  I  etc.,  when  your  memory  falls  you  in  this  regard ; 
I  but  I  cannot  tolerate  for  a  moment  anything  that 
savors  of  copying.  Have  Iho  language  your  own, 
,  and  the  comments  must  bo  the  result  of  your  re- 
•  flections  on  what  you  may  have  gleaned  fiom  hls- 
,  tory.  It  only  needs  your  hearty  as-slstance  to 
L  make  our  Uttlo  scheme  a  brilliant  success.  That 
!  such  It  may  bo  Is  the  earnest  wish  of 
.  ’Uncle  True. 
ORIGIN  OF  THE  “HOUSE  THAT  JACK 
BUILT.” 
There  l.s  a  poem  at  the  end  of  the  Book  of  Pa.s.s- 
over  Services  used  by  the  Jewa,  says  Clodd,  in  his 
“  History  of  Religions,”  which  some  among  them 
regard  liS  a  parable  of  the  past  and  future  of  the 
Holy  Land.  It  contains  ton  verses,  each  ending 
with  tho  refrain,  “A  kid,  a  kid.”  After  teUIng 
how  a  cat  came  and  ate  the  kUl,  and  a  dog  came 
and  bit  tho  cat.  and  a  suff  caiuc  and  beat  tho 
dog,  and  so  on,  It  concludes  thus : 
Then  camn  tlis  Holy  One,  blessed  be  he. 
And  killed  tlie  Angel  of  Denlh, 
TUnt  killed  the  buleher, 
Tliat  h1«9W  the  ox. 
That  drank  the 
Thst  i|ueac)ied  the  lire. 
Thut  burned  the  ntalT, 
That  beat  the  dug. 
That  bit  tlie  cat. 
That  Bto  tho  kid, 
That  my  father  liomrht 
For  two  pieces  of  money : 
A  kid,  a  kid. 
LETTERS  FROM  BOYS  AND  GIRLS. 
From  a  Bay  State  CIrl. 
Dear  Editor;— This  Is  the  first  time  1  havo  at- 
tompted  to  write  for  a  paper,  I  think  It  is  tho 
host  of  papers.  Wo  have  Ukca  the  Rural  for  five 
years.  Wo  take  several  others.  1  am  a  farmer’s 
daughter.  I  Uv«  on  a  7.vacr«  farm.  Wo  keep  nine 
cows  and  two  horses.  I  can  harness  and  drive 
them.  T  am  not  as  smart  as  “  Wild  Crab,”  to 
milk  twelve  cows.  I  havo  one  slater;  her  name 
Is  I.OTTA ;  she  Is  seven  years  old.  Our  pct«  are 
throe  goaw;  we  harness  tlicin  In  a  cart  and  liave 
dne  drives  with  them,  we  nave  a  cat  and  a  dog; 
their  names  are  Buff  and  8hel;  two  rabbits  and 
two  birds.  I  notice  all  the  Cousins  write  Iheir 
ages.  I  will  write  mine.  I  am  thirteen  years  old. 
I  go  to  school.  I  study  Reading,  Spelling.  Arith¬ 
metic,  Grammar,  Geography,  Writing  and  Music. 
1  notice  the  cousins  do  not  say  much  about  plants. 
I  am  very  fond  of  dowera.  I  have  quite  a  number 
of  house  plants.  I  hope  to  be  one  of  the  Cousins. 
— Pansy,  lirocicton.  Mass. 
From  a  Pennsylvania  8chool-CirI. 
Mb.  Editor  -1  Uvo  on  a  farm  four  miles  west 
of  Krlo  City.  I  altond  school  and  like  It  very 
much.  Have  any  of  tho  girls  gotten  up  a  Leaji- 
year  party?  It  they  have,  T  would  like  to  hare 
them  write  and  toll  me  bow  they  prospered.  We 
take  the  Rural  and  I  think  Ills  a  very  good  paper. 
I  ICHjkforthe  Boys’  and  Girls’  Letters  almost  the 
ilrst  thing,  I  have  not  yet,  seen  any  letter  from 
West  Mlli  Creek,  so  three  of  my  ucboolrnatos  and 
myself  thought  wo  would  write,  hoping,  If  accept¬ 
ed,  to  800  tlicm  uH  Iu  one  paper.  I  close,  wishing 
to  be  considered  one  of  the  Rural  cousins.  — Killa 
I  E.  M.,  West  Mill  Creek,  Co.,  J‘a. 
|ugcr. 
The  most  laudable  ambition  is  to  be  wise,  and 
the  greatest  wisdom  Is  to  he  good. 
CROSS-WORD  ENIGMA. 
My  first  Is  in  cream  but  not  In  milk, 
.My  second  is  In  cotton  but  not  in  silk  ; 
My  third  Is  In  dome  but  not  lit  spire, 
My  fourth  Is  In  roam  but  uot  In  quire ; 
My  tltth  iH  In  cold  but  not  In  warm. 
My  sixth  Is  In  snow  but  not  In  storm ; 
My  seventh  Is  In  rose  but  uot  In  thorn. 
My  eighth  la  In  wheat  but  not  In  corn ; 
My  ninth  Is  In  month  but  not  In  week, 
My  tenth  Is  In  modeat  but  not  In  meek ; 
My  eleventh  Is  not  In  think  but  In  guess, 
My  whole  la  what  every  one  should  possess. 
tv~  Answer  In  two  weeks.  Bbhbix. 
♦♦♦ 
HIDDEN  RIVERS. 
1.  I  COME  With  a  merry  heart  my  friends  to  greet. 
2.  I  love  to  stay  In  the  house. 
8.  Give  rao  air  enough  to  breathe. 
4.  It  souuded  like  a  bonlzon.  At  least,  to  me. 
5.  I  cannot  pull  up  that  weed.  Can  you? 
».  Ho  underwent  the  operation.  How  brave ! 
T.  I  have  friends  la  Trenton. 
8.  Can  you  oat  fat  hara  esoalloped  ?  'Tls  fine. 
9.  Napoleon  died  at  Bt.  Helena. 
10.  Did  you  ever  see  a  .Moor  ? 
11.  My  baby  plays  In  dust  and  dirt. 
138'"  Answer  In  two  weeks.  Little  One. 
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DOUBLE  ACROSTIC. 
1.  .\  LOW,  dwarf  tree.  2.  A  cap,  or  other  head 
covering.  3.  A  domestic  animal.  4.  A  lake  In 
tho  Ea.stom  States.  5.  Ah  oriental  city.  «.  A 
beautiful  flower.  7.  A  flag  or  banner.  8.  A  kind 
of  gun.  The  Initials  give  the  name  of  an  Amer¬ 
ican  general,  and  the  Duals  that  of  an  English 
general  of  the  Revolutionary  War. 
tv~  Answer  In  two  weeks.  isola. 
t»>  ■  — 
CROSS-WORD  PUZZLE. 
My  first  la  In  Harry  but  not  In  Oscar, 
My  second  W  in  Claude  but  not  In  Oliver ; 
My  third  is  In  George  but  not  In  Samuel, 
My  fwurth  Is  In  Horace  but  not  In  Lemuel. 
My  whole  la  a  boy’s  name. 
nr-  Aaswer  in  two  weeks.  Md. 
.  e  4  » 
PUZZLER  ANSWERS.-July  8. 
ILLUBTRATED  Ultiius.— Be  hotiMt,  Understand  your 
lanlU  and  nutblntf  extenuate. 
CBNTAAt.  PozZLjc.— WluuiDlBeogeo. 
Douule  AcKObTio.— 1*11111418.  Jolui  Qulucy  Adama; 
fin^,  Millard  Fillmore, 
