TO THE EDITORS OF THE RURAL MAGAZINE.

My leisure hours are mostly employed in holding a sort of literary

_chit-chat_ with some favourite author or editor; but I am never

more agreeably entertained than at your _Evening Fire-side_, by

the various topics there introduced and discussed. The Essayist

_remarks_ the pride, extravagance, and vices, which at present

prevail, and _teaches_ us that these are unworthy of rational

beings, and that their opposites, humility, prudence, and virtue,

with the exercise of charity and forbearance, can alone ensure us

felicity. The Agriculturist descants on the improvement of the soil,

the rearing of flocks and herds, and the enviable pleasures of rural

occupations. The Mechanic sets forth the superior advantages of some

new invention; while the man of science communicates the result of

ingenious experiments in the particular branches of knowledge which

have engaged his attention. And last, though not less a favourite

than the rest, is the Bard, whose title to poetic inspiration is not

unfrequently evinced by his giving

----"_to airy nothing

"A local habitation and a name_."

While thus highly amused and instructed myself, I am unable, being

of humble capacity, to contribute in return to the edification of

others, unless by occasionally communicating what I may chance to

glean in the course of some of my _literary_ peregrinations. As this

may not be unacceptable, I send you, as a token of my good will, and

desire for the prosperity of your interesting Miscellany, a _scrap_

of American poesy, which, though published a few years since in some

of the public journals, it is believed will be new to many of your

readers. The writer is a young lady of Virginia, by the name of

HENNING, who thus modestly speaks of a production, which, it must be

admitted, is alike creditable to herself, her sex and country:--"The

subject which I have selected, has already employed the talents of

an eminent poet, (_Akenside_,) and as he has gathered in the rich

harvest which it presented to the sickle of his genius, I must, like

Ruth of old, be content to collect the scattered ears, not however

expecting the same result to my employment as that which attended my

fair-famed predecessor."--Your friend,

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