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THE RURAL UEW-YOR^ER. 
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pairing for thf |onug. 
THE SENSES. 
I.—Seeing. 
We should not know the world was fair and bright 
If God in wisdom bad not given ns sight. 
Vainly would bloom the flowers with gorgeous dye 
If we could not discern them with the eye, 
II.—Hearing. 
Music’s sweet sounds that oft around us float. 
Enchanting us with many a varied note, 
The song of birds, voices of loved ones dear 
Thrill us with joy. (Son gave ns power to hear. 
IIL—Feeling. 
By feeling too, how many tilings we learn. 
That ice is cold, that glowing fire will burn. 
The blind by Keeling read and study too. 
What those with sight, often will fail to do. 
IV.— Smelling. 
The sense of Smell many delights disclose, 
Sweet balmy air, the perfume of the rose. 
It warns of danger bids us haste away 
From noxious vapors, lurking where we stray. 
V,— Tasting, 
This sense was given us that the greatest good 
Might be derived from rich, or simple food. 
With care and prudence v>c tills gift will use, 
Nor by unwholesome fare its powers abuse. 
Suspension Bridge, S. V. So r in a U. Garrett. 
HOW TORY AND TILLY CHANGED THE 
BAD SODS. 
BY ANNIK I. JACK. 
“ Mu. Kmjce will take 'em.” Tory Lank looked 
regretfully at the three bits of copper marked 
« un Sou,” Instead of “ one Cent,” aa all sensible 
coin of that value should be, and then she jumped 
up and down with the sudden thoughts that came 
Into her head. 
“I say, Tmr.v Macau a ms you and me will go up 
to the bridge store. 1 heard Neddy Lanuok say 
that Mr. Ellice would take auytlilng from girls , 
so I guess heil take had cents.” 
“ Have you ever been there ?” asked flaxen- 
haired 'Jiu.Y, doubtfully. 
“N—no,” said Toby, “not without mamma; 
but It’s only a mile, and we can surely walk there, 
because you know, Tilly, there’s only one road 
close along the river shore, and we can’t get lost." 
A few touches of the pretty hair, a straighten¬ 
ing out of ribbons and aprons, and then, hand-in- 
hand, they started for the bridge store. 
Sweet little Tilly Macadam found the road 
rough to her tender reel, with the city-made gait¬ 
ers that were of delicate khl; but no stones seem¬ 
ed to lay In the pathway of Toby Lank as she 
held the doubt ful cents tight In her chubby hand. 
Her father, a true-hearted British Canadian, had 
named his baby Victoria ; but the name seemed 
too weighty for her to carry, and as she began to 
mingle with her playmates. It was reduced to 
“ Tory —In tones that would have prevented 
the good queen from knowing her own name If 
she had chanced to pass that. way. 
“Are you afraid of dogs, Tory ?” asked Tilly 
In trembling tones, aH a huge Newfoundland earne 
out of Me A hole’s gate, and rubbed his nose 
against, their dresses. 
“ No,” laughed Tory, as she hurried on, but 
the laugh was not such a Jolly little Bcrearn as her 
usual performance in that line, and not very re¬ 
assuring. 
Then Lucy Carson’s pet lamb came out to see 
them. He just, galloped up Willi his head set. and 
bent, as lie came behind them, but they saw him 
just In time to uoclasp hands, and jump over Into 
farmer Lonolry’b hay held. 
They walked on and on, and came out at some¬ 
body’s turnpike, into the main road again. Then 
they met Deacon Clarkson, of whom they were 
always afraid In church, lie looked so solemn on 
Sundays. Hut he only stopped to say, “where 
are you going my liLtle dears ?” and not waiting 
for them to tell, passed on. 
Auntie Jane who lives alone in a little cottage 
on the hill saw them coining, as she hung the 
canary out of doors In the porch and gave them 
a bunch or daisies over the fence, and Madame 
Laurie who washed for Lilly’s mamma said, 
“Bon jour MadamoiselUm," ns they passed the door 
of her little white-washed cot. 
Then they reached the door of the bridge store 
and a hungry horse took a nibble at Tory’s hay- 
hat as she quietly passed under his nose. 
The priest s old turkey gobbler strutted up to the 
steps, but they ran on and slammed the door and 
he did not wait for them. 
“Mr. Ellice looks awrulsvlff," whispered ner¬ 
vous Tilly, and Tory replied, “Helookslarnicer 
In church when he Is singing with Amelia 
Barr.” 
After a while the Frenchman with the blue cap, 
and the ltttle boy with a Jug, who waited for mo¬ 
lasses that seemed as If it never would run out of 
the keg,all took then- departure and the little girls 
felt that the storekeeper’s eyes were fixed upon 
them. 
“ What can I do lor you to-day, my little 
dears?” If he only wouldn’t rub his hands so, 
and look as If ne was making tun of them, Tory 
thought she could speak a little quicker. But 
her heart seemed to give such a thump ; Indeed, 
she had never felt It before and thought Mr. El- 
lick must have heard It too. 
“ Please, sir, we have got some bad cents, and 
we brought them to you.” 
“ What for, my little dears?” 
“ For candy, sir.” 
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“ Did anybody send you ?” 
“ Oh! no, sir.” 
“ What made you think I would take bad 
money?" 
“ Oh, please sir,” said Tory, with sudden and 
renewed energy. “ I heard Aunt Laura talking 
to Kotik Blair, In our parlor the other night. 
Auntik was telling some story about you, and 
they all laughed, and then Ned Lanpok looked In 
Aunt Laura's face, and said you used to be a 
great friend of hor’s, and anyhow you would lake 
anything from girls, so I told Tilly this after- 
noon I guessed you would lake these bad cents. 
They are good copper, only the wrong sump.” 
Mr. Ellice gravely took the money, and wlth- 
outa twinkle of the eyes took down a bottle of 
peppermint sticks, twisted zig-zag. In red and 
wiilte. Two large ones were wrapped In whltey- 
brown paper and given to each little girl. Then 
as they thanked him, and sidled to the door, be¬ 
spoke quietly as be gave a message to Aunt Lau¬ 
ra. “ Tell her,” he said, “ 1 know true coin, both 
by sight and sound !” 
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“THOU SHALT NOT STEAL.” 
There Is a large share of mankind who would 
scorn the Idea and repel with anger the charge of 
dishonesty, but would nevertheless appropriate 
property not their own ll fouud in the highway 
or In any out.-oi-the-way place, Instead of taking 
pains to Und the owner and to restore to him his 
lost property. Even In many eases where tlus owner 
of lost property is known to the Under, pains are 
taken to hide or disguise It, and by these means 
to rob, In a roundabout way, the owner. Such 
men wouldn't steal, oh, no! they never think of 
such u thing; they are too honest to do that. 
Now, my triend, what Is the dlflerenoe? You 
saw an axe in your Sunday perambulations lying 
in a mill-yard. You knew, If you had oral nary In¬ 
telligence, that it had been left there accidentally 
and mat, the owner would be looking a r it when 
unssed, and furthermore you knew that Instead 
of carrying It home, as youdld,and disguising and 
keeping it, you ought to have left It at the 
mill where the owner would be likely to find It; 
but you didn’t do any such t hing, you feloniously 
and surreptitiously resolved to sell It as Judas did 
his master. Bui you could not quiet your con¬ 
science nor dispel your rear or detection ; you 
knew It was limit; you placed It and your own 
before you ; R wus a smaller one than yours, but 
you durst not keep It; you spent time enough In 
shifting the handles to have earned in some hon¬ 
est, employment the price you obtained for the 
stolen one. You thought that even the owner 
would never know it with the shilled helve, but 
your sin found you out: the new wedge with 
which you Listened the helve betrayed you. Now- 
iny mend 1 am sorry for you. You got outrageous¬ 
ly cheated in the price you paid for that stolen 
axe “ the wear and tear” of conscience you have 
suffered (If you have any manhood about you) Is 
worm a hundred such old axes. Vieillakd. 
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THE MOLE. 
Had the mole been a rare and costly Inhabitant 
of the tropics, how deep would have been the In¬ 
terest which It excited. How the scientific world 
would nave crowded to see the marvelous struc¬ 
ture of a bkeleton wnereln are several accessory 
bones, and which exhibits peculiarities hitherto 
only found in fossil remains. How great would 
have been the admiration evoked by Its soft, vel- 
vet-llke fur, its tiny eyes deeply bidden In the 
fui, so as to be sheltered from the earth through 
which the animal Is continually making Its way, 
the strange mixture of soilness In me palms of Its 
fore feet, and the elastic springiness oi its nose, 
but, because It is a native of our ow n country 
and to be fouud In every field, there are but few 
who care to examine a creature so common, or 
Who experience any ladings save those of con¬ 
tempt or disgust, when they See a mole making 
Us way over the ground in search of a soft spot In 
which to burrow, or pass by the place where the 
mulo-catchur has slruug Up his victims on the 
trees, as Louts XI. was accustomed to suspend the 
bodies of those who had commuted the crime of 
trespassing on the royal domains. For my own 
part, 1 am but, too glad that, such wonderiul 
beings are common, and am thankful lor so many 
opportunities of studying the works of Him who 
has made the lowly mole as carerully as the lord¬ 
ly man.—Aer. j. a. H ood. 
LETTERS FROM BOYS AND GIRLS. 
HONOLULU, Dec. 5,187T. 
Uncle Truk— 1 thought I would just send you 
a short letter before Christmas, wishing you all 
the merriest of “Merry Christmases, and the 
happiest of “Happy New Year's.” 
our Sabbath-school intends having a Christmas 
tree, and 1 expect to have a really pleasant time, 
but Just now I am very busy making prepara¬ 
tions. Of course, Uncle Truk, you have guessed 
now, and rightly too, that 1 am of the feminine 
gender, and l am not a little girl either, very tall 
for my age, and rather advanced lu my teens. 
1 wish the Rural Cousins would tell us after 
Christmas about the good times they had. I 
suppose many of them think that we are “ Can¬ 
nibals,” It so, please think so no more, as we con¬ 
sider ourselves as much civilized here on “ Haw¬ 
aii," as you lu your American homes. There are 
some beautifully happy Christian homes bore, no 
beggars to be seen on our streets; sweet Charity 
never has a deaf ear turned her when she appears 
In the guise of a subscription paper. No, no, we 
have as happy and good times here as It is pos¬ 
sible to obtain anywhere, moonlight riding 
parties, (most ladles, young and old, can ride 
horseback here); moonlight concerts by our 
“ Hawaiian Band,” (and Indeed It, is not to be 
sneered at, for the natives here are very musical.) 
Then we have plc-nlcs, parties, sociables, balls 
and ever so many more ways of passing time 
pleasantly. 
But here I am rambling on; my “short letter” 
seems to turn out a long one. Young Bach, if he 
Is In the land or the living, will surely say that I 
have a long tongue, but I can only write occa¬ 
sionally as my letter takes some time to reach Its 
destination, so 1 hope, Uncle True, you will And 
a little corner to put It In. With best wishes and 
“ Aloha mel” I remain—H awaii nkl 
IRki-lt.—I t is something beyond my deserts to 
have a foreign nelee, but after all is said. I’m dis¬ 
appointed. I had fondly hoped “ It ” was a canni¬ 
bal, and that I should have luscious accounts of 
stewing plc-nlcs, human barbecues and other fas¬ 
cinating pastimes, but no, “it” 1 b Just a sweet, 
simple little nelce (not, so little either) who 1 
know must; be a charming girl, and who has testi¬ 
fied her appreciation of her “Uncle” by for¬ 
warding In her letter a separate Inelosure con¬ 
taining very nice specimens or ferns. I shall 
have them mounted, and always value them as 
mementoes of the donor and the land. If I knew 
my nelce by another name than “ Hawaii Nel,” I 
should "get oven” for those ferns. I shall re¬ 
turn the “best wishes,” so kindly sent In the 
letter, but sUall expose my selfishness to the ex¬ 
tent or keeping the “Aloha mel,” and beg for 
more of the same. U nci.k True .j 
Dear Cousins; What do you think of Slaykr- 
okc-onckit V 1 tiiluk some of bts conceit could he 
slain, then he would have too much. To think of 
him saying there are some •• very egotistical and 
self-sufficient persons! » He must be their leader. 
Don’t you think so ? As the saying around here 
Is “ He needs training. ’ Ray’s letter was 
very good, if one could have even those amuse¬ 
ments he describes, It would be very well; but 
the most or homes have not “ five smiling girls,” 
but several children to be eared for, and the work 
to he carried on the same. What lias become of 
Belle R. F? Rocky Mountain Jok, have you 
been scared away by nlavkrokconckit ? You 
must write again Northern Rosk (you remember 
the name ?) come again, l have to prepare my 
lesson for to-morrow; I have a class In Sunday- 
school of twelve, we have the Character of Moses 
for to-morrow. My sister, Mary K. Smith, sends 
her name Tor t he " Do-and-Dare ” Society, also 
my name. K. J. smith. 
®|f |)uulrr. 
ILLUSTRATED REBUS. 
The name of a popular song. 
B sr Answer lu two weeks. u. w. 
DOUBLE DECAPITATIONS. 
1. Decapitate a long cut, and leave part of a 
Whip ; again, and leave a kind of tree. 
2. A kind of grain, and leave to make hot; 
again, and leave to devour. 
a. To cut with scissors, and leave perceiving by 
sound; again, and leave pan of the head. 
4. Malignity, and leave a girl's name; again, 
and leave a kind of Insect,. 
5. Cutting down, and leave in debt; again, end 
leave part Of u bird. 
C. Fish eggs, and leave security; again, and 
leave beard oi grain. 
7. \ pronoun Often used adjectively, and leave 
an article of clothing; again, and leave a prepo¬ 
sition. 
tar* Answer in two weeks. s. o. 
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ANAGRAMS-STATESMEN AND PATRIOTS 
v 1. Will great men wait as old? 2. Hough, bold 
man. 3. Alfred Robey. 4. it will map It. 5. Ter¬ 
rible poor laws. (>. A match for Hale. 7. Ah! 
grant entry. 8. Honest growiug age. 9. Regent 
Raglan. 10. J will tell ma. 11. Linden mania. 
12. Oh, ireu drawn! 
t-&~ Answer in two weeks. n. b. 
DOUBLE ACROSTIC. 
1. A lady’s hoot. 2 . Extempore. 3. A quack 
medicine. Initials and xlnals form two kinds of 
spirits. 
isr Answer in two weeks. Little One. 
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PU2ZLEB AJNSWKRS.-Dec. 15. 
Illustrated Charade.— Toothpick. 
Charade.— Oak Apple. 
MYTHOLOGICAL Dl A M OND.— 
P 
THY 
SHEER 
PUERILE 
M I 8 D E M E A N 
PHEKKC RATES 
LIBERTINE 
FINALLY 
BATHS 
D U N 
S 
Cross-word Enigma.—J une. 
Sablratb Icafrmo., 
THE LAST SUPPER, 
Adieu, ye glittering- banquets, which, with fading 
roses crowned, 
And troubled thought, concealed with smiles, the sons 
of earth surround; 
Be mine a seat at that dear feast which, on that night 
of gloom, 
The Saviour for his people spread, in Sal«u’s “ upper 
room." 
Oh ! darkly gloomed the morrow, for the traitor’s step 
was near. 
And fearful on his vision frowned the scourge, the 
cross, the spear; 
But not for hiB own anguish did those gentle eyes o'er- 
flow, 
’Twas on his "little flock” he thought, their perils 
and their woe. 
He sought to soothe their sorrow, as they sat dejected 
there. 
With many a solemn counsel sweet, with many a fer. 
vent prayer; 
To bind their wandering hearts to him, when throned 
in light above. 
He left the fond memorials of his bleeding, dying 
love. 
“ This is my body broke for you thuB solemnly he 
said; 
" Take, eat, in memory of me,” and gave the sacred 
bread; 
“This is my blood, for sinners shed, my covenant 
divine; 
Drink, drink, beloved, all of it,” and poured the hal¬ 
lowed wine. 
Oh, holy feast of Zion! since that well-remembered 
night, 
What hearts upon thy precious fare have fed with 
pure delight; 
What glistening eyes through tears have smiled, 
around thy hallowed board, 
Discerning, ill those symbols dear, the sorrow of the 
Lord, 
Here Penitence bus dropped her tear, in sorrow ban¬ 
queting. 
And Lovo relit her failing torch, and Hope repluuivd 
her wing; 
And, strengthened by the holy feast., the martyr’s 
kindliug zeal 
Has risen to brave the terrors of the scaffold and the 
steel. * 
Here many a diseuchauted heart, that found 'mid 
Pleasure's bowers, 
A canker in her fairest fruit, a blight o’er all her 
flowers, 
Has turned to Und in Zion’s feast a nobler, purer 
cheer. 
And Bought the bliss for which it sighed, nor vainly 
sought it here. 
Dear feast of love ! around whose board assembling 
with delight. 
The family of Zion all in happy bonds unite; 
Where, sharers of one feast, one hope, their tears of 
friendship start. 
And baud meets hand with holy trust, and heart is 
linked with heart. 
Blest feast! where lu their armor drest, the soldiers 
of our King. 
Dissolving earth's unhallowed bonds, their prompt 
allegiance bring; 
Where, joyful tears In every eye, and courage on each 
brow, 
They breathe, beneath his standard-fold, the sacra¬ 
mental vow. 
Where, showing forth their Captain's deutb, their 
song* exultant rise, 
Fond echoed back by angel bands that watch them 
from the skies; 
While, checked by hnuven's strong hand, their foes 
despairing, gloom around, 
Nor dare disturb then holy joy, nor touch their guard¬ 
ed ground. 
As Israel, marching Zionward, when weurfod, faint 
and pale. 
Refreshed their vigor at the wells in Raca's deseit 
vale; 
Then onward, with reviving hope, from strength to 
strength they trod, 
Till all in Zion’s sacred courts appeared before their 
God. 
Thus pausing round the Lord’s dear feast, when taint 
and wearied here, 
The busts cf God revive their strength with pure, im¬ 
mortal cheer; 
Then marching from this banquet-hall, in column 
close they go, 
With burnished arms and banners spread, defiant oi 
the foe. 
Adieu, ye glittering banquet halls, whose joys so quick¬ 
ly tail, 
Whose festal lights expire in gloom, whose roses wither 
pale; 
Be mine the feast whose sacred Hweets shall incorrupt 
remain 
Till He who crowned the hallowed board in glory 
comes again. I Rev. Jan. Ltwers. 
GOLDEN MAXIMS. 
Dec. 29—They only are the true soldier-; of 
Christ, who are not alrald to bear about In their 
bodies their Master’s wounds.— Zwlngli. 
Dec. 30.—Tae world Is a vast theater, In which 
every one appears Ids moment upon the stage, 
and in a moment disappears.— sa-uHn, 
Dec. 31.—As the ffxed stars, by rea&enof our 
being placed at such a distance trom them, ap¬ 
pear but as so many points, so when In eternity 
we shall look back upon all time, It will appear 
but as a moment .—Jjaw 
The greatest attainment ot man is a conform¬ 
ity to the divine linage, and Ills highest destiny 
Is to be partaker with the saints la light.— Jer- 
vam. 
The guilt of one sin Is a greater misery than a 
thousand crosses.— Charnock. 
