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THE RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
‘JUaMitg for t|r goinu). 
THE OTHER SIDE. 
»r ONE or THE COUSIN B. 
On the other side the river 
Is a land where anno-ls dwell. 
There no sorrow cornea; forever 
Peiioe ami Joy each bosom swell. 
Those we loved on earth have left us 
For that land without a sigh; 
And beside the river wait we 
Where no shadows ever lie. 
Do we care for earth's rich treasure ? 
Do we care for fame or might ? 
No, for these arc but mere measure, 
To entice ua from the right. 
We will take what Gov shall give us; 
lie It scorning good, or ill; 
Ana will ask Uis blessing on us, 
While we try to do Ilis wilL 
When the tasks of life are over, 
And wc'rc on the other shore; 
What a meeting there shall wait us, 
With the loved ones gone before. 
Jersey City Highta. 
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A DREAM OF 1977. 
BY NEMO. 
I cannot realize that this la “ my own, my na¬ 
tive land.” One hundred years ago, they tell me, 
1 went to 6leep at Washington. Nothing could 
arouse me, and, accordingly, l was placed with a 
man alwajs to watch me. In a house built ex¬ 
pressly for the purpose. Of my previous history 
nothing was known, excepting that I came alone 
from the eastern part of the country, went to a 
hotel, and was about to register my name, when, 
overcome by the terrible state of politics in WasL. 
Ington, (so these moderns say), 1 fell asleep. 1 
am told that the ilrst words that 1 uttered on 
awaking were “ Hayes or Tildkn t" but lo whom 
these words refer, l cannot teli, and my Mends 
refuse to enlighten mu. 
Of my lll'o before my wonderful nap, 1 know 
scarcely more than my friends. Myself as a boy, 
1 remember distinctly, but all the events happen¬ 
ing after my iwenty-llrst birthday are as If they 
had never been. Worst of all, 1 cannot remember 
my name! *• Nemo 1 am now, and for the rest of 
my lire. 1 am dressed In a way that seems strauge 
to me, la a garment such as women used to wear 
when 1 was a boy. 1 am staling now at the 
house of Mrs. smith, Secretary of War. On the 
fourth day after 1 awoke, 1 began to wonder what 
would become of me, when the telegraph from 
the front door to my parlor announced “ Mrs. and 
Mr smith,” and, while I was wondering why the 
lady’s name should be first, Mrs. smith walked In 
the room, with Mr. Smith leaning on her arm. 
" Mrs. Smith, secretary or War," said the lady, 
introducing herself; and added, “ This Is my hus- 
oand.” She then handed that gentleman a chair, 
and, begging mo to be seated, coutluitcd, "I 
came to ask you to make my house your home as 
long as you please, and to offer my scrvloos In 
showing you the country. 1 haven’t any time to 
wa6te, for Miss Trkhokok Jargon Is to be Inaug¬ 
urated President in an hour's Mine, and, If you 
waut to hear her speech, you’d better leave hero 
at once.” I arose to comply, and Mi’s, Smith said 
to her husband, “ .Tames, there’ll be such a crowd 
that 1 think you wlU have io go home, order 
dinner at tlvo." James accordingly obeyed, and 
his wife and I went to t,hu While House, a build¬ 
ing put up, she told me, twenty-four years pre¬ 
vious, wneu Koskbia li n i ms tone became first 
woman-president of tne L ulted States. My com¬ 
panion was dressed in a suit of clothes very much 
resembling those In which l had rallen asleep, 
while James wore a garment similar to that which 
1 now wore. 
The inaugural address 1 cannot pretend to re¬ 
cord ; It Was too bewildering to uiy old-fashioned 
brain. One sentence only can I remember :— 
“ What a triumph," said Terrokor, " 13 our new 
election system over that which disgraced our 
country in JS7II Now, each woman has a 
voice la the election, and knows that her vote 
cannot, bo cast out." This sentence bothered me 
greatly, for I could not understand how they 
could be so confident. Mrs. Smith explained to 
mo as we walked home. •* For two weeks In the 
fall of the election year," she said, “ two Immense 
targets, bearing the names of the two candidates 
are put up at opposite ends of the city, and, dur¬ 
ing that time each woman who wishes to vote 
comes and lU‘6S a shot at her party-target.” I 
ventured to remark that a designing woman 
might fire two shots Instead of one. ‘-Each 
woman,” replied my companion. “ must have a 
bullet different in form from any other bullet in 
the country ; the form of each woman’s bullet is 
recorded with the annual census, and, of course, 
If two Dulled holes of the same shape are found, 
only one Is counted.” f opened my Ups to malm 
further objections, but Mrs. Smith waved her 
hand and silenced me with, " It Is no use to argue 
with men; they are incapable of understanding 
us. Rest assured that tha bullet system Is In¬ 
comparably superior to the ballot." 
After dinner, James and 1 took a nap, while 
Mrs. Smith attended to some or her official duties. 
The next morning my hostess asked me It I would 
like to pay a Hying visit to New York, before her 
duties required her attention in the afternoon. 
I was most wiling, and lu a few moments she 
had equipped herself In a peculiar machine with 
large sails, and had broughht me a Blmllar one. 
& 
“Now, watch me,” she said, " If you don’t know 
how to use It ;** and she new out Into the street 
calling me to follow her. All In vain : my wings 
refused to move. At la3t Bhe abandoned her at¬ 
tempts to teach me the art of flying, and said we 
would have to go In the next baUoon. We did so, 
and, in a short time reached Brooklyn. 
“ Do you see those towers ?" she asked me; 
“ one on each side of the river ? Those are the 
ruins of the bridge that was bulit a hundred years 
ago. Foolish thing 1 Would you like to see one 
of our schools ? If you would. I’ll show you one 
of our oldest Institutions called the • Packer.’ It 
Is a very old building, but the system Is entirely a 
new one.” 
We went at once to a room In which were a 
number of girls preparing their compositions. 
This room contained about fifty curious machines, 
which were worked by steam The girls, Mrs. 
Smith told me, wrote the names of thetr subjects 
and (If they had any) one or two or their Ideas 
concerning them, on slips Of paper—put them In 
the mouths of the machines, and In a few minutes 
out they came, completed compositions! 
“Ohr glorious invention!” 1 cried; “truly,the 
triumph of ali science!” For 1 remembered, with 
sincere pity, the poor creature of my former be¬ 
ing, who used to rack his brains for hours over 
the essays which, when completed, »o poorly re¬ 
paid him for the time spent upon them. 
“Now," said my chaperon, " wc will visit the 
submarine park at the place which, perhaps, you 
will remember as • Hell Gate.’ It might now be 
more properly termed the 'Entrance to Para¬ 
dise.’ " 
We then weut Into a long passage-way, con¬ 
taining a great many lockers. From one of these 
Mrs. Smith took two suits of submarine armor, 
and giving me one, herself put on the other, and 
preceded me down a long flight of stairs, cut In 
the solid rock in the water. 
What a scene of beauty met my eyes! Grass, 
the most, beautiful that I had ever seen, formed 
a delicate carpeting for the park. A marble statue 
of Neptune, a palace of coral, and beautiful grot¬ 
tos, were some of the innumerable ornaments of 
this enchanting place. Ah ! do not speak to me 
of parks on the surface of the ground! The de¬ 
lightful, cooling sensation which the water pro¬ 
duces, is someihlng not to be compared with 
aught In the open atr. 
I lay down on one or the benches and began to 
watch the endless variety of Ilshes. Suddenly I 
fell rrom the bench, and felt the water around 
me growing Icy cold. “ Mrs. Smith !" I shouted— 
and awoke, to find that I had fallen out of bed 
and upset a pitcher of water over my shivering 
form. 
THE HEDGEHOG AND THE PORCUPINE. 
by h. b. f. 
“Get out of the way!” . 
That was what the liedghog said to the rabt/rs 
as he passed, and they did it, lor they would get 
pricked If they Stood in his way. 
This mude the hedgehog more bumptious and 
disagreeable than he was by nature evenand 
he was quite bad enough by nature. 
“ Get *UI of the way!" 
Ho said It again as he came where the porcupine 
was silting in the middle of the path. The i or- 
cuplne neither stirred nor replied, but only shot 
out one of his sharpest quills, which stuck Into 
the hedgehog and wounded him so severely that 
ho went lame ever afterwards. 
Now no one got out ol his way, but all derided 
him—even the rabbits, lor tney knew he could 
not catch them to avenge himself. 
(0£ course all this happened In ancient days, 
when everything was true that was put in books.) 
So it any one Is by nature of ti cowardly, hedge- 
hoggish disposition, he should learn to curb It, 
tor tils own sake, tf he has no better reason, and 
not be prickly even to rabbits, for they can laugh 
when one is disabled. As for porcupines, you see 
what they do; and there are always plenty of 
them; sometimes they lurk In holes so that you 
oauuot see them ; but they can shoot their quills 
even from holes. 
LETTERS FROM BOYS AND GIRLS. 
Silver Hill, Maryland, t 
Aug. 13th, 1877. / 
Dear Uncle True :—Reading in a late Issue of 
your paper a proclamation containing, among 
others, a reward for "Letters on topics of inter¬ 
est," I thought, of sending my experience lu the 
growth of Orange trees. If this experience ln- 
tercsls.auy of the young folks, as the experiment 
did me! 1 shall be glad—that Is If you think my 
production worthy of priming. Yours respect¬ 
fully, Jennie S. 
The Orange Tree.-My Experience. 
We sometimes see In botanical gardens an 
Orange tree with small, shriveled fruit; so unlike 
the golden southern Orange, and the forme, fruit 
doubtless lacks the sweetness and delicate flavor 
of the latter. When quite a small girl, the Idea 
oecured to me to try and rulse an Orange tree If 
possible, merely for the glory ol growing one. I 
planted some seeds irom a flue-flavored Orange, 
In a flower-pot. After watting some four to six 
weeks, (tne seed is slow in germinating,) I was 
rewarded with two tiny Orange plants. Being 
summer, no care was required but to see they had 
plenty of sun, and sufficient moisture to prevent 
the sun’s rays from scorching and withering 
them. How 1 did wateh the gradual unfolding of 
each dark-green leaf, and the shooting forth of 
new buds! When winter came, 1 was anxious 
for my pet plants, lest the rigorous cold should 
kill what I had nurtured so carefully. Having 
removed them from the small sprouting pots to 
large, flowering boxes, I placed them In the 
cellar w bleh I considered the warmest place. In 
fact It was; for the floor and sides of the cellar 
were well cemented ; and in very severe weather 
a ffre was kindled In the stove, kept for heating 
the place. Two of the windows faced the cast; 
near one of these I stationed the plants, so that 
the mornlog sun could strike them. Thus through 
the long winter days, I left them without care ; 
for soon the leaves had withered and dropped off 
and my Oranges appeared as dead. But when 
bright, warm, spring weather returned, when the 
last chilling winds had passed away and the frost 
had lexr. the ground, I stood the plants out In the 
cheering sunlight; then, In unison wlf.n trees and 
flowers and grass, my plants put out new shoots- 
Again 1 watened tnelr slow but gradual growth. 
Now, Orange trees, like other fruit trees, require 
five years and upwards of growth before bearing 
fruit. Patiently I waited for the limited time to 
end. At the elose of the fourth summer the 
Oranges had grown quite high. The succeeding 
summer I expected blossoms, although 1 was told 
not to build hopes on my anticipations, fto when 
the foliage became slightly visible on the treet* 
the withered gras3 Bprung up afresh and all na¬ 
ture cried out the return or spring. 
One bright day I placed my treasured plants In 
the open air. In the evening, they were wilted 
and dead, killed by the deceitful wind, which 
to me (after winter’s cold blasts) seemed but a 
gentle breeze; and the sunshine, too, felt warm. 
But alas, for my idols 1 Too anxious to give the 
tender plants a tasto of Invigorating air, I ex¬ 
posed them too early to the deceptive spring' 
weather. For some time 1 was quite discouraged. [ 
But last winter, receiving an Orange grown lu 
Florida, excellent In flavor, 1 planted some half 
dozen seeds. By spring, I had live Utile Orange 
plants la quite a flourishing condition, one or 
my OrangB plants was a curiosity; the seed was 
double, or what would be called In an almond a 
“plillopena.” Both kernels germinated, but I 
soon discovered that the plillopena Orange did 
not thrive as well as the others; sol cut one of 
Its stems off, that the remaining one might re- 
celve all the nourishment. At present It U smaller 
than the others and less healthy In appearance. 
Guided by my former experience, I nope to suc¬ 
ceed with my diminutive Orange plantation. To 
any one who Is fond of caring for flowers, would 
It not be Interesting to try and raise an orange 
plant or two ? Our winters are so severe that 
groat care should be taken to secure a warm 
place for them. With the return of warm weather, 
some discretion must be used lu regard to expos¬ 
ing the plants too early to the open air. Should 
you suoceed, what pride and pleasure you would 
derive In exhibiting to your friends the plant 
reared in comparatively a Northern latitude. 
Even should It never bear fruit, the plant itself Is 
sufficiently novel to warrant the trouble of caring 
for It. 
HIDDEN VESSELS. 
1. He was a brigadier general. 
2. The prisoner at the bar questioned each wit¬ 
ness. 
3. The Russian Nyach tried to escape from Jail. 
4. My awl has been mislaid. 
5. He Hurt his hip badly. 
6. is not that cut terrible ? 
7. This loop may be dangerous, 
s. The dog tugged at his chain. 
9. Ask If Fannie has returned. 
10. Shall opiates be administered? 
11. Let. Jeff rig Atella. 
l&~ Answer in two weeks. Little One. 
DOUBLE ACROSTIC. 
1. What Manchester would nothing be without 
2. What Ayrton boasted he knew nought about; 
3. That which Into the sea is often flung; 
4. Sweet vale, of which an Irish poet sung; 
5. With mercy this by Avon’s bard compared; 
6. In this his breast the gladiator bared. 
“The brightest jewel In the British crown,” 
Initials given If properly set down; 
A colony, ol whicn the flnals tell 
Its seat of government and capital. 
S~iT~ Answer In two weeks. w. s. l. 
NUMBERED CHARADE. 
I am composed of 9 letters: 
Mv 5, 3, 4 means sorrowful. 
My l, 2 ,3,4 means joytuL 
My 2 , 3, 5, c to endure. 
My 7,8, 9 a number. 
My 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 a mineral. 
My 2, 3,4 a young man. 
My 4, 7, 8 a Scotch river. 
My 4, 7, 8,9 finished. 
My whom Is a celebrated statesman. 
Answer In two weeks. a. w. 
PUZZLER ANSWERS.—Nov. 3. 
•atrtratj} ^tailing, 
‘I MARK ONLY THE SUNNY HOURS.” 
(An inscription upon an ancient sun-Clial.) 
As the sunlight glows and glimmers, 
Through the shadows of the trees; 
Ab Borne hanot'Dles are wafted 
By the storms, aud in the breeze; 
As some blossoms stntle in beauty, 
By each rough and rugged way, 
Thus the Joys of life are given 
With each earth-revolving day. 
Seldom is the way so briar-grown, 
But some blossoms meet the view; 
Seldom hi the sky bo darkened 
But eoruc light is gleaming through; 
Seldom is the heart so burdened, 
That it has no ray of bliss; 
Let us cull the beat and brightest. 
In a life as brief as this. 
Let us learn of the Bun-dial, 
But to " mark the sunny hour* 
Pass with oaru the thorns aud briars, 
Seeking for the huninlest flowers. 
And when shadows gather round us. 
Drape our Joy* a* with a shroud. 
May we trust the sacred promise, 
“ There t« light beyond the cloud." 
[Luc u II. Washington. 
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DRAWING NIGH TO GOD. 
“ The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken 
heart ; aud saveth such as he of a contrite spirit.”—Pi. 
xxxiv. 18. 
We have all been taught from our earliest 
years to speak lo God, to lift up our voices In 
prayer to Him, and thus to draw nigh unto Him. 
And never do we seem nearer to Him than when 
wearellftlDg up our hearts to Him In prayer. 
Itls a bleaiCd thing to draw near to God. Still 
more blessed Is It to know that He draws near 
to us, as lie has prorolshd In Hts word—"Draw 
nlgn to God and He will draw nigh unto you” 
(Jas. I v. 8.) But It is also a solemn thing to speak 
toiGod. How should we approach Him? In 
what manner? When may wo know and feel 
that lie Is also at the same t ime drawing nigh 
unto us ? The parable of the Pharisee and pub¬ 
lican will, I think, help us to answer these 
questions. 
In Luke xvlti. we have two pictures, drawn 
side by side, showing a contrast which makes 
us pause, consider, look again, and seek to view 
them In every light, till we have discovered the 
various points of difference, and learned the 
cause ol them. We read of two men, both In 
one place, and both doing one thing, speaking 
to the same Person ; yet how very different are 
they! They have diffent thoughts, different 
feelings, and a different manner. Both went 
up into God’s house, the temple ; both went 
thither to pray—to speak lo God, and ask Him 
to bo gracious—"Tsvo men went up into the 
temple to pray; the one a Pharisee, and tho other 
a publican.” But how did they address God? 
in what spirit? In what state of mind ? Let 
us look at each Individual In turn. 
One was a Pharisee—and, 11 he was like .the 
rest of his sect, he would be not a godless, 
careless, Irrellgous man, caring tor neither God 
nor man, or living only for tho day, but very 
strict, doing all that lie thought he ought to do, 
very particular in all religious ceremonies, 
regular In fasting twice a week, and saying his 
prayers each day at the appointed hours, when¬ 
ever he thought he ought; honest and just In 
his dealings, kind to the poor, giving tithes of 
all be possessed ; till, as with most other Phari¬ 
sees, every one would think, “ What a good 
man!"aud he himself feel self-satisfied, think¬ 
ing, " I am a very good man : 1 am not as other 
men are, l am better than other men !” This man 
must certainly have thought that he was tit 
for heuvou because he was ?o good. We must 
conclude so ; for, even when He went Into God’s 
house to pray, such a thought was uppermost 
lu his mind, lie had no sense of sin, he saw no 
need tor humility; he scarcely even asked for 
pardon, lor help, for grace. No; ho thought he 
was already holy, aud could not wish for more. 
He compared himself with those around him, 
and was happy to think himself far beyond them 
all. Aud nowthe could only thank God that It 
was so. lie " stood and prayed thus with him¬ 
self, God, I thank Thee that I am not as other 
men are, extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or even 
as this puolieau. I fast twice In the week, I give 
tithes of all that I possess.” 
But this was not a prayer acceptable to God. 
God knew that man’s heart, and Judged him ac¬ 
cordingly. 
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GOLDEN MAXIMS. 
Double AcROSTiC.-Prlmals, Clive; flnals, Clyde. 
Hour-glass puzzle.— 
SWAMP SCOTT 
S U R I N A M 
H K K R Y 
RED 
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MAPLE 
HOLLAND 
AMSTERDAM 
Hidden Foreign Coins.— l, Carlin; 2, Ruble; 3, 
I Stiver. 
Nov. 11. Sin is like a river, which begins in a 
quiet spring, but ends In a tumultuous sea.—TF. 
Seeker. 
Nov. 12. The Christian’s trials and afflictions 
are sent, not to take down the tabernacle of na¬ 
ture. but to rear up the temple of grace.— tf. 
Seeker. 
Nov. 13. The fairest and finest impression of 
the Bible, Is to have it well printed on the reader’s 
heart,— Ur. a rrowsmith. 
Nov. 14. None are transplanted Into the para¬ 
dise above, but from the nursery of grace below. 
—Boston. 
Nov. 15. Inquiry Is to truth what friction Is to 
the diamond: it proves Its hardness, adds to Its 
luster, and excites new admiration. 
Nov. 16. We can never sin with security, but 
In a place where the eye of God cannot behold us. 
—Bp. Horne. 
Nov. 17. Many wit themselves Into hell by 
lifting up the pride of reason against the word of 
God.— Dr. Hanlon. 
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