"I believe not ;" was the lovely girl's simple reply, but without raising her eyes as she spoke, for she had for the first time in her life become conscious of having that within her mind which she afraid to have discovered, and she too well knew the familiarity of him to whom she spoke, with every turn of her countenance, not to be sure that he would soon decipher it. "Selby, I wish you would go with me to try a pair of match horses that pa is thinking of buying," said Travers, anxious to be relieved from the awkward postion in which he felt himself. "I must first go and visit my patient," returned the other, and he moved towards the house." "Well, I will wait here till you come back." "And I will go and make another effort for the flower that I came to Genesee in search of," said the dealer in flowers, as he bowed his adieu. "And I will recommend the study of nature to you," said Flora, addressing herself to Alfred, "for I have business to attend to in the house;" and in a moment she disappeared. "She shall be mine, or I will have my revenge on both of them!" said the son of the wily lawyer, as he paced the garden walk till the return of Edmund, when they went off together. [To be Continued.] mind, and to labor, notwithstanding all the depres-exquisitely white dahlia, tipped with crimson, which "There are not many words requisite to show sing effects of straitened circumstances, to make might not inaptly have been compared to her own us whether the heart lies in the right place," rehimself master of his profession, and when he had pure skin tinged with the blushes that a conscious-plied the young girl significantly. gained the object for which he had toiled, and won ness of feelings only just awakened in her heart, The young man looked uncomfortable, whilst an the meed of applause from those who were capable had produced. "She loves him, but he shall nev-expression of evident satisfaction played round the of appreciating his merits; when his ambition had er have her," thought the young lawyer as he knit mouth of the flower fancier. been excited by the promise of honors, and the cer. his brows and compressed his lips, though he pretain prospect of wealth, she had seen him, out of tended at the time only to be amusing himself with affectionate sympathy for his mother, and his un- knocking off the heads of some white clover in the fortunate though interesting little sister, withdraw grassplot, on which he stood. At this moment from all these flattering and tempting scenes and Selby joined them, and Flora was surprised to see retire to his native village, submitting without a that he accosted her red-whiskered acquaintance murmur to all the ill-requited labor of a country as though they had met before. "You see," said physician. All this had Flora seen, but never the latter, "I am again trying to gain possession of once dreamt of its having excited any higher senti. some of these flowers, and have gone to the extravment than esteem and admiration. Content with agant price of fifty dollars for the root of only this feeling herself a distinguished favorite, she had re- one dahlia ;" and as he spoke he touched the ceived the flowers that he had brought her as to- flowers that Flora had just been looking at. kens of friendship, without asking herself if they had "Can it be purchased, Flora ?" asked the young any other meaning, and was delighted to think physician with evident anxiety, that he had gained favor in the eyes of a young lady of the beauty and accomplishments that he had described Miss Tyrrell to be. But Alfred's hint immediately raised a tumult in her breast and called forth a crowd of emotions that had never before had a place in her bosom. Yet what was so natural as that Miss Tyrrell should love him! He was handsome, interesting, gentlemanly and highly talented. The only wonder was that such a thought had never before entered her mind. Nor was it less likely that he should reciprocate the passion. He had frequently, to Emma and herself, expatiated on the many pleasing qualities of his new friend, especially her talents and very engag. ing manners, and Flora was only surprised now to think that the idea had never before presented itself, of his heart doing homage to so many fascinating charms. So swift is the passage of thought that all these and many others similar reflections had 'It is well Mrs. Power does not hear you," said glanced through her mind when she was roused Flora laughing, "or she would say you were en. by Alfred's saying,-" Here is is a most extraor-couraging me in my faults.” dinary looking being coming towards the garden;" and looking up from the cypress vines, that she had still continued to weave into the rails of the fence, she saw that the approaching visiter was the Flower Fancier. "I am come, my dear young lady," said he in a more familiar though perfectly respectful tone, "to see if you have repented of your yesterday's cruelty." "I believe there is as little hope for you as ever, Sir," said Flora, forcing a smile upon her interest. ing countenance, which was very foreign to her feeling; "and yet I have some comfort for you. I have just heard from this gentleman that the same flowers may be had at a nursery in NewYork." "Oh! I have seen all that New-York can produce," returned the wearer of the green spectacles, looking at her with an expression, that even through them might be seen to be one of warm admiration; “but I assure you I would rather give fifty dollars for one of yours than five for any one that I saw there." "If you could sell some of these flowers at so high a rate, Flora," said Travers, "you might increase your stock wonderfully, and I am persuaded, from what I saw when I was at the nursery, that you might get many much more curious and beautiful than these." "No money could buy them," returned the gentle girl, and as she spoke she raised the head of an 66 Well, I will not urge you any further," said the "Oh, no!" she replied, raising her head and ORIGINAL COMMUNICATIONS. For the Rural Repository. LETTERS TO A YOUNG LADY. LAVINIA-Equality of rights is the absorbing must not suppose I am always the giddy, romp-question which is now agitating the civilized world. ing girl you saw yesterday." "I should be sorry to see less gaiety in one on whom it sits so gracefully," returned her green spectacled friend. ་་ "She cannot, surely, think gaiety a fault," replied her new acquaintance. "She does very justly think so, when it deteriorates into volatility, which, I fear, is sometimes the case with me." "Those who cannot laugh when a kitten is playing, never deserve to have their cup sweetened with honey," said a voice that made them all start, and turning they saw Annette, who had entered the garden unobserved, and was standing at a little distance. But again the floating vision of thought had passed away, and, unconscious that she had spoken, she was busy watching a bee, as it flew from flower to flower, drawing down the cups and rifling their sweets. "This is a curious phenomenon of the human mind, sr," said the stranger to the young man who stood watching his sister, with an expression of general interest. "It must be the source of many an anxious speculation to you.” "These occasional flashes of intellect are like flying meteors," said the physician with a deep sigh," that are gone almost as soon as seen and allow no time for speculation." "But the heart is always found in the right place," said Flora, looking affectionately at the idiot girl as she still followed the bee in its wanderings. "How can you judge of that, Flora?" asked Alfred with a sort of half sneer; "Is she more eloquent to you than to others?" In some countries this idea is more fully developed than in others, but a careful observer can see the germs in all, swelling into life, and expanding with inore or less vigor, while in some, we see a tendency to view this subject in reference to the rights of your own sex. The relative superiority of man and woman, is a question of deep importance, and from a calm and dispassionate view of the subject I am inclined to believe that mind in woman, is equal in energy and power to that in man, but this power and energy takes another direction, and manifests itself under those forms which are in harmony with her social position. To establish woman's equality to man, we do not think it necessary to claim for her an excellence of the first order in the higher walks of science and literature. This is not the standard by which she is to be judged, for she has a right to appeal to one of a higher nature. We do not think under her present influences that she could have written Par. adise Lost, or ranged with joyous freedom through all imaginary worlds with Shakspeare. She has not the boldness to abandon and lose herself in her in her own creations. She feels a secret consciousness that she is not permitted to speak with the same freedom and authority as man. A knowledge of the fact, that with many, the opinion of woman is considered synonymous with narrow and partial views, paralyzes mind, and often occasions the very weakness which is condemned. If there be one individual, on whom mind is dependent, whose praise it covets, or whose blame it deprecates, and to whom it is accountable, that very fact deprives it of very much of the freedom and energy which are necessary for the production of what is truly intellectually great. Minds which in the opinion of the world have taken the widest range have been free; and this freedom and independence have been carried to offensive lengths, so much so, that men of genius with a few noble exceptions, have seldom attained the reputation of amiability. How then can woman, whose whole life, if she be conscientious, is one continued struggle to repress every thought which is not connected with her immediate duties, ever think of putting herself in successful competition with man? It must be extremely difficult for man, whose duties in life call forth some particular mental and moral attributes, to the exclusion of others, fully to comprehend the character of woman. To do this he must have a mind of such comprehensive power, that it can pass from the more obvious motives of action with which he is himself conversant, into those secret and more hidden springs, which lie within the depths of our nature, and which are not affected by outward and visible things. There are but few men that can fully comprehend the self-denying virtues of woman. Her untiring energy in the discharge of domestic duties; her readiness to yield up her most cherished plans, when they interfere with the pleasure of another; her forgetfulness of self in the daily exactions of the wife and the mother; her meekness, patience, gentleness and forbearance, must remain forever inexplicable to one who takes exclusive views of our nature. talents have been bestowed, or pre-eminent powers developed in their sex, piety has ever been their concomitant. There is a native purity, a devoted tenderness in her heart, which naturally leads her to Christianity. On no other altar can she pour out the pure aspirations of her nature. Why then should man-that leans with such confiding trust upon woman's truth and fidelity, upon her holy tenderness and piety-why should he seek to substitute in her heart a borrowed affectation, for that native dignity of spirit which is designed to soothe and console him, and make his home happy? When oppressed by the cares of the world, what is it that allays his grief? that substitutes the heart touching prayer for the cold tones of hypocrisy? It is woman's piety, her undying love, her unwear those which unite us to Heaven. Both are neces- Much has been said Lavinia, upon the benefits While to a certain extent man is called upon to represent those attributes of our nature which bind us to earth, it is woman's province to represent The Gospel points to a period in the future history of man, when the better principles of his nature which have remained comparatively dormant, or have been exercised but feebly, shall have leave to take their course freely and triumphantly; and philosophy groping darkly, begins to perceive a light which conducts to the same conclusion. Hence the question to be answered by your own sex is-" am I hastening this consummation: if so does no low personal ambition blend with my mo. tives? Is my aim, not the triumph of woman-but rather the triumph of those holier and better principles which I am commissioned to show forth in their full beauty and strength, in my daily life and conversation?" It is a matter of proud congratulation among women, that whatever extraordinary Claverack, N. Y. 1848. FRANK WESTON. MISCELLANI. ON THE DISPOSAL OF THE DEAD. It seems to have been the favorite object of most ages and countries to preserve from putrefaction the bodies of those who, in life, had been beloved or respected. The Egyptains have succeeded in their mummies, and the Romans in burning and collecting the ashes of the dead; but the more natural and rational process has seldom been considered, viz. that of speedily incorporating with the earth all that remains of organized matter. There is a class of animals (Vermes) which forms the connecting link betwixt animal and vegetables. Instead, therefore of incasing the corpse in lead or oak coffins, or embalming to preserve it a little longer from the worms, it is surely more rational, and more according to the laws of nature, to bury it in such thin or perishable materials as may most speedily promote its dissolution; and, if the surface of the ground were covered with flowering plants, the grave, instead of an object of disgust and hor. ror, might be converted into a pleasing record of our past affections. How delightful is the thought, that while we are inhaling the fragance of a rose or violet, growing in the mould composed of our ancestors or friends, we may be breathing the pure and perfumed essence of all that now remains of what was in life most dear to us. If all our church-yards were flower-gardens, and every grave a bed of roses, we should learn to look on the mansions of the dead with hope and joy, and not with dread and disgust; and the good Christian should follow his Lord's example, whose burial-place was in a garden. THE DANGERS OF POWER. THE sheep, exposed to be more or less the prey of every animal, came before Jove, and representing to him his wretched condition, prayed him to alleviate it. Jove seemed propitious, and said to the sheep "Thou thinkest then, my poor creature, that I have left the all too defenceless. Thou has but to choose thy remedy for this defect. Wouldst thou have me to arm thy mouth with formidable tusks and thy feet with claws?" “Oh, no!” said the sheep," I will have nothing in common with the ravenous beasts." "Or," continued Jove, "shall I infuse poison into thy saliva?" Ah," said the sheep," the poisonous snake is an object of such universal hatred." "Well, what am 1 to 66 do? Say, shall I plant horns upon thy forehead, days-a cloud of witnessess, forever swelling-gaze LITERARY FAME. BEING partially known to-day and universally forgotten to-morrow. To what does this posthumous existence amount? At most it is but a ques tion of one small link in the circular chain of eter spheres of influence. And, by immediate agencies MISER. ONE who, though he loves himself better than all the world, uses himself worse; for he lives like a pauper, in order that he may enrich his heirs, whom he naturally hates, because he knows that they hate him, and sigh for his death. In this renity. He who writes in a modern language, spect, misers have been compared to leeches, which, is but the suicide of his own fame: scribbling on when they get sick and die, disgorge, in a minute, the blood they have been so long sucking up. the sand what the next wave of time will obliterate; he gets a short respite, not a pardon from oblivion! old man, who, being asked by a nobleman of doubtPithy enough was the reply of the avaricious Every thing is incessantly passing away, the phys-ful courage what pleasure he found in amassing ical and the moral, the corporeal and the intellectual;-the very elements of nature are subject to decay. Not that this would affect thor, for in his writings there is little or nothing of nature. as an au. In one sense they are eternal" For he who reads them, reads them to no end." Literary fame is more easily caught than kept. If you do nothing you are forgotten, and if you write and fail, your former success is thrown in your teeth. He who has a reputation to maintain has a wild beast in his house, which he must constantly feed, or it will feed upon him. "IS THAT A MUSKATO?" "AND is you're going out to the East Hinges, my darlint Mrs. Marconey?" said an old Irish croney to a young wife of a soldier about to embark for Madras. "I've been in them parts meself, and well do I remember the torments I went through day and night with the muskatoes. They have long suckers banging down from their heads, and they'll draw the life-blood out of ye, before you can say 'peas.'" The terrifying account lived in the memory of the young woman; the vessel made Madras roads, the decks were soon crowded, all hands delighted at the sight of land, Mrs Marconey amongst the restbut her joy was of short duration, for on shore she perceived an elephant; horror-struck at the sight, and in breathless agitation, she approached the mate, exclaiming with uplifted hands, " Holy mother is that a muskato !" riches which he never used, answered-" Much Perhaps the severest reproach ever made to a pride; Security, danger; and Familiarity, contempt. And, on the contrary, four bad mothers have produced as many good daughters, for Astronomy is the offspring of astrology; Chemistry of alchemy; Freedom, of oppression ; Patience, of long-suffering. HOW TO BE HAPPY.-A gentleman out west gives the following as his opinion of what constitutes perfect bliss: Be content as long as your mouth is full and your body warm-remember the poorkiss the pretty girls-don't rob your neighbor's hen roost-never pick an editor's pocket, nor entertain an idea that he is going to treat-kick dull care to the deuce-black your own boots-sew on your own buttons, and be sure to take a paper. "ARRAH, Pat, wouldn't ye better be afther bringing home the shovel I lent ye last Christmaths?" "De'il a bit! I haven't done with it this three weeks." "Be japers! and what'll I do for a shovel mesilf? "It's parfectly aisy for ye to borrow one as I did, so be off wid yesilf and not be afther botherin' me agin wid yer nonsense." "JOHN !" "Sir."" Have you sanded the sugar this morning?" "Yes." "Have you gravelled the coffee?" "Yes."" Have you watered the whiskey?" prayer." "Yes." "Well, dust the tea and come in to lector, by mistake, made a second application to a RELIGION.-Religion is nothing else than the most excellent truths, the contemplation of the most DUCHESS OF TYRCONNEL, ravishing pleasures; and to the practice of such duties as are most serviceable to our happiness, and to our peace, our health, our honor, our pros A TEXT.-" TOм, stand out of the way of the gentleman." "How do you know he is a gen. It is a curious fact, that the Duchess of Tyr-tleman ?" "Because he has got on striped panof Ireland, in the reign of James the Second, after connel, the lady of Richard Talbot, Lord Deputy taloons." that monarch's abdication, was driven by distress to keep one of the stands in Exeter Change, in the Strand (the original English Bazaar), at that time a place of fashionable resort. Here she sold millinery, PRACTICAL SUBTRACTION. FAINT NOT IN WELL DOING "PETER what are you doing to that boy?" THUS does the Spirit summon all ministers of God, "He wanted to know if you take ten from all earnest men and women, everywhere, to consecrate their wakeful energies, cordially and uncom.twenty how many will remain; so I took ten of promisingly, without fear or hesitation, over-pru- his apples to show how many he would have left, and he wants me to give them back to him.” "Why don't you give them back, Peter?" "Because, sir, then he would forget how many are left." dence or dread of censure, with generous utterance of cheering words brave alacrity in co-operative deeds-with a respect for man which no failures dishearten, and a trust in Providence that cannot falter-with pure, wise, universal devotednessto the service of this Transition-Agc. We are not alone. Triumphant prophets, poets, and heroes, the martyrs, legislators, and loving souls of carlier MOTHERS. FOUR good mothers have given birth to four bad daughters:-Truth has produced hatred; Success, Letters Containing Remittances, Received at this Office, ending Wednesday last, deducting the amount of postage paid. P. V. O. L. Schenectady, N. Y. $1,00; F. C. Wolcott, N. Y. $1,00. MARRIAGES. In this city, on the 22d ult. by the Rev. Henry Darling, Mr. On the 20th ult. by the Rev. John Campbell, Mr. Edward DEATHS. In this city, on the 30th ult. Catharine Ann, daughter of Lungs, aged 30 At Dover Plains, Dutchess County, on the 29th ult. Ells of his age. At New-York, on the 4th inst. Archibald Doane, in his 62d year. Ai Chatham, on the 29th ult. James J. son of Jesse Crandell, Esq. in the 21st year of his age. In Ghent, on the 14th ult. Catharine C. daughter of George Tater, in the 22d year of her age. At Syracuse, on the 24th ult. Mr. Judson Webb, in the 73d year of his age. At Hillsdale, on the 29th ult. of consumption, Eliza Ann, wife of Wm. Abell, formerly of this city, aged 39 years. At Catskill, on the 20th ult. Mr. Isaac Penfield, in the 94th year of his age. Original Poetry. For the Rural Repository. REFLECTIONS. BY MRS. M. L. GARDINER. Soon the lonely grave will hold me, Soon the clods this form will press; None be there to love or chide me, Tell how life is frail and brief. And the moon in peerless hue, With the sweeping blast will blend; While my spirit-ah, I tremble, It may rise forever upward, It may sink in darkest night. Hope, hope on-despair not never. By his grace forever, will 1, As through this dark world I wend, Place my confidence unshaken, Sag Harbor, L. I. 1848. Forthe Rural Repository. OH! music was made To this dark world of ours, In its drearness and shade, Precisely what flowers, Are esteemed to the year, When their beauty and bloom, On the forehead appear, Of a winter of gloom. They may keep in the sky, The ring of the songWhose airy sprites fly The far balls among. And dear is the melody, To dwellers in earth that be, Earth children! ye cherish On the wind wings that perish, Or spring 'mong the hills. To force out sweet notes, From wires and from strings, From inanimate things. And fair haired repose, By the rain spirits bidden, Her arm round you throws. You were wiled to your sleep, And your ear, when your eye Sees the young morning leap, Hears the bird in the sky. In the old solemn woods And there's music with love, And strange power in a voice, Your spirit to move, In its sorrows and joys. Ye rise up in gladness, Ye lie down in gloom; Oh! music is made To this dark world of ours, In its drearness and shade, Precisely what flowers Are esteemed to the year, When their beauty and bloom, On the forehead appear, In imitation of a poem on " Angry Words." In affliction's pensive hour, Love and friendship would you cherish? To embellish life's dull page; Greenport, Jan. 1848. For the Rural Repository. I HAVE gazed upon thy face, lady, For there was magic in thy smile, A witchery and a spell- J. McK. breast I have listened to thy voice, lady, For they were softly whispered, lady, I have touched thy small white hand, lady, I feel the gentle pressure still, Though many a day has flown;- I may not seek to tell them, lady, For thou mightst deem me bold, And wouldst proudly turn away in scorn, Should I my heart unfold; Then I will garner in my breast, But holy thoughts of thee, To guide me in the right, lady, New Volume, September, 1847. RURAL REPOSITORY, Vol. 24, Commencing Sept. 25, 1847. EMBELLISHED WITH NUMEROUS ENGRAVINGS Price $1-Clubs from 50 to 75 Cents. THE RURAL REPOSITORY will be devoted to Polite Literature; containing Moral and Sentimental Tales, Original Communications, Biographies, Traveling Sketches, Amusing Miscellany, Humorous and Historical Anecdotes, Poetry, &c. 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At first, it would seem to be a very unprincely employment; and we have no doubt there are hundreds of ladies in this city, not to mention some in the country, who would be shocked at the 'bare idea of putting their delicate hands into a bowl of Indian mcal, and scattering it among a family of turkeys and chickens! But her majesty, it seems, has no such notions of refinement. So far from it, she is reputed to be quite a farmer. Connected with Windsor Castle, where the royal family reside a part of the time, is a large farm; and this princess does not consider it beneath her dignity to retire once in a while from her more public duties, and interest herself in the simple pursuits of a country life. TALES. a kind of Gothic building, of simple construction, Inside these wards, gravel walks, bordered by grass plots, lead to the entrances of the poultryhouse. The chambers are spacious, airy, and of an equal and rather warm temperature. Altogether this miniature palace is a very splendid edifice. A DOMESTIC STORY. WRITTEN FOR THE DOLLAR NEWSPAPER-PHILADA. BY MRS. HUGHS. And for which one of the series of Premiums offered by the Publishers was awarded and paid. CHAPTER IV. Ir Flora had any engagement which required her presence in the house, she had most certainly forgotten it before she arrived there; for she walked Now, boys and girls, what do you think of Vic-straight into the parlor adjoining that in which the toria's taste in liking hens and chickens? We venture to pronounce it not unpardonably vulgarthe more especially, as it accords very nearly with our own taste, which, as may be supposed, we are somewhat interested in defending.-Youth's Cab. RELIGIOUS MODERATION. An English paper, some months sincc, gave a Doctor was consulting with Emma, and placing very interesting account of Victoria as an agriherself at the window, she stood as if intently cxculturist; and to us it was even more entertaining amining the milk buckets and pots, that were arthan what we know of her as a sovereign, though ranged on the fence opposite to her, and there re. we believe she is universally acknowledged to be called to mind again and again the tone of voice in emincutly qualified to control the affairs of a which Edmund had asked her if she could be premighty nation. From this paper we learn that vailed upon to sell her flowers. To her inexperithere is attached to the premises at Windsor Castle, AN unattainable medium, since the world seems enced ear, it seemed the accents of the tenderest a large poultry-house, and in fact, all we know of} to be divided between the enthusiastic and the affection-slic would even have said love, but that this farm and farmer comes from the same source. indifferent, or those who have too much and those could not be, for he had given his heart to another We presume our readers will never see Victoria who have too little devotion. One party make re--to one infinitely better suited to him than she, a feeding chickens. At least, it is somewhat improb- ligion their business; the other make business their mere child, with a very limited education, and able that many of them will. So we have intro-religion. Two commercial travellers meeting at an whose knowledge of the world was confined within duced an engraving, showing the style in which inn near Bristol, and conversing upon spiritual sub- the narrow boundary of a dozen miles round her the royal poultry-house is built, with the Queen native place. It was true that he had always paid and Prince Albert in the foreground. Here they her great attention-had endeavored to gratify, are, feeding their ducks and chickens. nay, even to anticipate her every wish-and had been in the habit of speaking to her in a voice jects, one asked the other whether he belonged to The house occupied by this cackling tenantry, is in the Unitarian linc |