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.VOLUME II.-NUMBER 5.
. ASIIEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA, FRIDAY MORNING, JULY JO, 1841.
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MISCELLANEOUS.
-CnlAnt's Literary men.
We announced some weeks since that
Miss Sedgwick's Journal ef her tour in Eu
rope was to the press of the Harpers. We
find In the DemocrotiQ Review the follow-.-
ing interesting extracts from its pages. The
glimpses wkljh they give us of the social
habits anil personal manners of some of
these whose irames are tamitiar inrougnout
the world, are in the highest degree enter.
fa.n.nrr nnA vAfnnKI-i XVat'mhnM tns.tr
Wlllllg V I . UIUUUIUI I, V HI. Ml. .Wre W
the appearance of tbo work with renewed
interest, Los Calm,
A breakfast at Rogers's V We had
the pleasure of a breakfust at Rogers.
Your long familiarity with bispoetry tells
you the melancholy fact that lie is no longer
young; a fact kept out of your mind as far
as possiblo, on a personal acquaintance, by
the frcsiinoss with winch he enjoys, and the
generosity with which he imparts. I have
nuuru nun cuutj cvunoi, nuu peri tups a
man of his keen wit may bo some times
over-tempted to demonstrate It, as the mag.
imnimous Saladjn was to use the weapon
with which he adroitly severed a man's
1 I i. It I ! 1- 1 1
head from his body at a single stroke. If
bo, mcse are me exceptions to mo general
current of his fife, which, I am sure, flows
in the kindly current K. told me he met
him one winter in Paris, where he found
him enjoying art like a young enthusiast,
and knowing every boy's name in the street
he, lived in, and1 in friendship with them all.
Dsemor this ipeat volumes.
"lie honored our letters of introduction
by coming immediately to see us., and re
reiving us as cordially as if we were old
friends.-, He afterward expressed a regret
to mo that be had not taken that' morning,
before ire ohirnrcd into ensrascments. to
.1 -t . '1, " - 1
show me Johnson's and Dryden's haunts
the houso where our Franklin lived, and
other classic localities. -Ah! this goes to
swell my pathetic reiteration of the genera
lament, ' 1 have had my losses :
" ills manners dire those. of a man of the
world (in the best sense,) simple and natu
ml, without any apparent consciousness of
. name or fame to supportf'-lriis house, as
all the civilized world Hows, m acahinct
of art, selected and arranged wtdfeons
mate taste. , The house itselPis small;
I should think, more than twenty-five
front, and perhaps forty deep, in a most
lortunaie location, overiooxing tne urccn
t arte, i no nrst sight 01 it irom the win
dows produces a sort of coup-de-theatre, for
you approach tbo house and enter it by a
narrow street, tu very- men of it is appro
priated to some rare treasure or choice pro-
-jluoBon of art, Beside the pictures (and
'What,-you-might be tempted to ask,
4 can a man want beside such pictures?')
are Etruscan vases (antiques,) Egyptian
antiquities, casts of the Iwin marbles deco
rating the staircase wall, and endless adorn
ments of this nature, lliere are curiosi
ties of another species, rare books, such as
a most Dcauutuuy illuminated raissai.e.xqui
sitcly delicate paintings, designed for mar.
ginai oecorauons, executed inreo nunarea
years ago, and taken from the Vatican by
the trench, glorious robbers! In a ca
talogue of his books, In the poet's own beau,
tirui autograph, thero were Inserted some
whimsical titles of books, such as 'JNebu
chadnezzar on Grasses.' ;.
V But thejnosnterestf ngin
me collection was tno original aocument,
with Milton's name, by which he transferred
to his publisher for ten pounds the copyright
vi raraaise bost.jNexi in interest tomis
-was. portfolio, in which were arranged
autograph letters from- Pope and Drydeirp
Washington and Franklin, and several from
hhetfidanJUMlScQttHwwr
poet himself. Among them was that writ
ten by Sheridan just before his death, de
scribing the extremity of his suffering, and
praying Rodgers Xa come to him. J3ut I
must check myself. A catalogue raisonnee
of what our eyes but glanced over would
fill folios. 1 had the pleasure at breakfast
of sitting next Mr. Babbage, whose name
is so weU known among' us as the author of
4ne-self-calculatirjg-:rnachine. He batTt
most remarkable eye, that looks as if.it
might penetrate science or anything else he
chose to look into He described the iron
steamer now building, which has a larger
Jonnage than any merchant ship in the
orld, and expressed an opinion that iron
ships would supercede all others ; and an
other opinion that much concerns us, and
hich,I trust, may soon be verified that
o a few years these iron steamers will go
America in seven days ! '
n ' " Macauley was of the party. His con
versation resembles his writings; it is rich
RiLidightfulrfU!edthTBecd6teinand
"lustrations fr cm the abounding store of
his overflowing mind. Some may think be
talks too riid. ; but none, except from their
own impal-iit ranitjr, could wish it were
less,
"It mi
oither at -Mr. Rogers's, or at
breakfast
few cays after at Mr. Ra sis.
ter's (wh
j house, by-the-way, is a fair
pendant fo
uajlhat w had muchef Monk
barn's huntVrn worthy disciples of that
King of oil .bachelors, on tho subject of
matrimony! ' tie said thero bad been many
a time tn t ale when ne snoutd nave mar.
ried. if he ctun sotne fine day have walked
Siictly Into aVillehurch, and met at
e altar a UJl haHngcome as quietly into
another door,lnd Lhen, after the marriage
service, eacavo! departed their separate
way, vu;J p iVnidon, no epecula
tlonsllpon lfj ehagement,,,ho congratula.
Hons before or after. . Rogers; who seems
resolved to win the crown of oehbiat mar
tyrdom (is there a crown for itT)pronoune
ed matrimony a folly at any periad of life
and quoted a saying of some wicked Bene-
diet," that no matter Whom you married
yni would find afterward you had married
anotherperaonr
" No doubt; but, except with the ideal
izing lover, I believe the expectation is as
often surpassed as disappointed. Thcrfc is
agenerous opinion for a single woman of
your married fortunes J "
Jo ansa Baillib AtnoMK. " I believe
"of all rny pleasures hereVdcar J. will most
envy me that of seeing JoannoHaillie,, and
of seeing her repeatedly at her own home
the best point of view for all best women.
She lives on Hempstead Hill,"a few-miles
from toWn, in a modest house, with Miss
Agnes Baillie, her only sister, a most kindly
and agreeable person. Miss Baillie -I write
this for J., for we women always like to
know how one another look and dress-
Miss Baillie has a well-preserved anpear.
ance ;. her, face has nothing of the vexed
expression that is often so deeply stamped
py a long experience oi lite, it indicates a
strong mind, great sensibility, and the be.
nevolence that, I believe, always proceeds
from it if the mental constitution be a sound
one, as it eminently is in Miss Baillie 'a case,
She has a pleasing ficrure what wo cal
laay-iiKe mat is, aeiicate, erect, and
graceful; not tho large-boned, muscular
frame of most English women. She wears
her own gray hair ; a general fashion, by.
uic-yray, uuie, wiuuii i wish eiueny lauies
of America may have the courage and the
taste to imitate ; and she wears the prettiest
Drown .silk gowns and bonca fitting the
beau ideal of an old lady; an ideal she
might .inspi re if it has no pre-cxi3tcnce.-
Toa would', of coarse, etf nect her to bo. as
sne ts, tree from pedantry and all modes of
attcctation t but 1 think you would be sur
prised to find you t elf forgetting, in a do,
mestic and coofidiig feeling, that you we
talking with the Voman whose name is
best established among the female writers
of her countryJa. short, forgetting every,
thing but that yoa were in the society of e
most charming private family. She might
(would that all female writers could l)take
for her device a flower that closes itself
against the noorttido sun, and unfolds in the
evening shadowi
" We lunchejl with Miss Baillie. Mr.
Tytler, the hbtrian, and his sister were
present. Lord Wtiodhousclie , tho Ihtimatd
friend of Scott, Was their father. Joanna
Baillie appears to Bs, from Scott's letters
to her, to have b;n his, favorite friend ;
and the conversation among so many per.
sonally familiar wth him naturally turned
upon him, and miny a pleasant anecdote
was told, many a thrilling word quoted. ,.
" If was pleasant to hear these friends
of Scott and Mackenzie talk of them as fa.
miliarly as we speak of W., B., and other
household mends. They all agreed in de
scribing Mackenzie as a ioviaL hearty sort
of person, without any indications in his
manners and conversation of the exquisite
sentiment he infused into his writings. One
of the party remembered his coming home
one day in great glee from a cockfight, and
his wife saying to him, f Qh, Harry, Har
ry, you put all your fine feelings on paper !
" I Was glad to hear Miss Baillie, who is
an intimate friend pf Lady Byron, spcaV of
her wiXh tendcjcmyfircnce, and of hereon-
jugal infelicity as not at all the result of any
qua hty .or deficiency on her part, but inev.
itable. Strange this is not the universal
impression, after Byron's own declaration
to-Moore that -' .there never was a-better or
even a brighter, a kinder or a more amiable
and agreeable being than Lady Byron. "
" I mav say that we have scaled the lad
der of evening entertainments here, going
from a six o'clock family tea up to a mag.
nificent concert at L --knse; and-the
tea at this homelike hour Ws at CarJyle's.
He is living in the suburbs of London , near
the Thames; my impression s, in rather
an humble way ; but when your eye is filled
with a grand and beautiful temple youdo
not take the dimensions of surrounding ob
jects and if any man can be independent
oi them, you might expect Carlyle to be.
mo cau wouia inrow a pnrenoiogisi mio
ecstacies. It looks like the forre of
thought' it is i and his eyes have a preter
natural brilliancy. He reminded me of
what Lockhari said to mfispeakinir of the
size of Webster's head, that he had brains
enough to fill half a dozen hats- Carlyle
has as strong a Scotch accent as Mr- Combe.
His manner is aimple, natural, and kindly.
His conversation has the picturesque ness of
his writings, and flows as naturally, and as
free from Germanism , as his own mountain
streams are free from any infusion of Ger.
man soil.'
He gave us an interesUng ac
count of his first acquaintance with E n,
tie was living witli bis wife in a most te
eluded part of Scotland. 1 hej had no
neighbours. ' no communication with the
world," excepting once a week or fortnight
when he went some miles to a post-othce i
the hope of a letter or some other intimation
that the world was going on." Une day
stranger came to them a young A merican
and ' he seemed to them an angel.' They
spoke of him as if they had never lost their
first impression of his celestial nature.
Carlyle had met Mr. Webster, and express
ed a humorous surprise that a man from
over the sea should talk English, and be as
familiar as the natives' with the English
constitution and law.' . v .
" ' With all that priest orjurfat aaitb,
' ' Of model of law, or modea of faith.
" He said Webster's eyes were like da
furnaces, that only wanted blowing on to
lighten them up. And, by-the-way, it is
quite interesting to perceive that our great
countryman has made a cessation Here
where it is all but as difficult to makt one
as to- make a mark-oir tho ocean. Hiey
have given him the soubriquet of the Great
Western, and they seem particularly struck
with his appearance. A gentleman scid to
me,.' His eyes open, and open, and ooen
and you think they will never stop opening ;
and a painter was heard to exclaim, on lee
ing mm, What a head! what eyes! what
a mouth t and, mv God ! what coloring I'
JJ We had a very-amusing evening at llr.
Ilallam's, whom (thanks to F., as thatks
to her for all my best privileges in London)
l nave had the great pleasure of seeing two
or three times. But this-kind of seeing is
so brief and imperfect that itamounts to
little more than seeing the pictures of tltese
great people. ir. iiaiiam nas a very pleas
ing countenance and a most good-humored
a . . ir. ri it , ,
and playful manner. I quite" forgot he was
the sage of the' Middle Ages. .- lie-remind
ed me of ; but his simplicity is more
genuine ; not at all that of the great man
trying to play child. You quito forget, in
the freedom and case of the jsocial man
that he is ever the hero m armor. We
met Sidney SmitbaMri,jhouse, the best
known of all the wits of the ci vilized world
The company was small j he was i the
vein, which is like a singer being in voice
and we saw him, I believe, to advantage,
His wit was ncl7ajl.xpe"cred"rii TsucceWori
of brilliant explosions,4)ut a sparkling
stream of humor, very like when he
is at home, and i' the vein too; and, like
turn also, he seemed to. enjoy his own fun.
and to have fattened on it.
44 He expressed unqualified admiration
of Dickens, and said that 10,000 of each
number of Nicholas Nickleby was sold.
There was a young man present, who, be.
ing flushed with some recent literary uc
cesslTVentured to throw himself into the
arena against the old lion-king, and to a
over of such sport, . it would have been
pleasant to soo how he crackled him up,
flesh, bones, and all. v
A Concert at the Mahqtis op Lands
dowhe's. Ther Concert at L house
was in a superb gallery of sculpture with a
carved and gilded ceiling, and other appro
priatc and splendid accompaniments. I am
told that it is one of the choicestxol lection
of antique in tho kingdom, hut I had no op.
portunity of judging or enjoying, for tho
marble divinities were hid by tho glittering
mortals.. When K. and I entered, the
apartments were filled with some hundreds
of people of the first station and fashion in
the land, luxuriously dressed and Bparkling
with diamonds, a sea ot laces as strange as
their diamonds to mo. It was an ovBrpoWi
ering kind of solUudo. Lady L. had politely
directed me to a favorable position, and I
slank into the first vacant place I could find,
where I was beginning to feel quite -com
fortable in my obscurity, when K. said to
mo, with something of the feeling of Co.
umbus s men when they first cried 4 land !
There is Mr.;, -and Mr. -?!' These
gentlemen soon after'made their way to us,
nd dissipated pur forlornness
-In the -course of tha evening we met
many agreeable persons to whom we had
been before introduced, and several of the
mostiioteiliQnaof theXondon rncnagerio-
were pointed out to us, tfulwer, Taylor,
and Talfourd." Lady Seymour was there,
a superb -beauty certainly, and well entitled
to the-elective-crown sho is to wearrof
Queen of Xaandiuty-,-1 was intra-,
ducedto Mrs. Norton; who is herself a
most queenly-looking creature, a Semira-
rnisr Sappho, or an Amazon (the Greek
ideal Amazon, remember, uniting a mascu-
me force with teminine Alehcacy, or any
rting.that expresses the perfection of intel.
ectual and physical beauty).. There ia an.
other of these Sheridan sisters celebrated
for her charms. ' I had read but a few
mornings before, as I mentioned to you,
that miserable death-bed letter from their
pennylcss grandfather, and I was somewhat
struck with the shifting scenes of life "when
saw these women occupying the most
brilliant position of the most biilliant circle
in London. But what are gold and lands
to the rich inheritance of Sheridan's genius
and Miss Linley's beauty. ,
44 It is indeed a royal entertainment to
give one's guests -such singing as Grisi's,
Garcia's, Lablanche's, and Rubini's. and
can, I suppose, only be given by those who
have 4 royal revenues. u.
TrrcwAn old toper ia tbe last atama of the
draper, waa told-by hi physician that notKinr
wooJd aava hia bot bejni tapped. Rtoa(awit.
tr little ihiTBr) objected to tiuopertion, t ring,
t)ddy, .daddy, don't anbmrt to it; for yon know
uted mora thai a week- T
r Froni the French.
' Rosannali, the ugly one.
4 ' But look, then," said Mrs. MoorC, to
her husband, how ugly that little one is. Is
she not, William f" - ------ -; ;-.;;;
And Mr. Moore, who was sitting in
rochhig chair, amusing himself with poking
the fire, laid down the tongs he held, and
grarely answered his wife :
." But, my dear, you have already said
so oni hundred times, and were you to say
it onehindred times more, Rose would not
become Jess umy frr vour saying so.
Rosaina waa a little girl of about four.
teen, eho was their only child, and to do
her molier justice, was really very ugly
nf . "'most revolting : with her little grey
eyes, flat nose, large mouth, thick protrud.
ing lips, red hair, and, above all, a form
remarkably awry.
Rose was, then, very ugly but she was
a sweet girl, nevertheless. Kind and Intel
ligenjjjihe posscssedji . mind of. the highest
order.' Nature seemed to have compensa.
ted her with every good quality of the heart
tor thewant of every beauty of person
The poor little thing was profoundly hurt
as she listened to her mother's observation
4 Oh, you little fright, you will never get a
husband.".
The clock struck eight : Mrs. Moore was
sorely vexed.
44 Go to bed, Rosanna."
Trembling the little girl approached her
mother, to give nor tho kiss of good-tught.
" lis useless, you little monster, aid
her mother. , v
A tear rolled from the little one's eye.
She hastily wiped it away, and turning to
her father, presented him the yet humid
cheek. . '
He kissed her tenderly. .
" 1 am jiot altogether miserable, she
murmured, leaving the room. ".
Retired to ner chamber, she commenced
embroidering a scarf, and wotfted-th"s part
of tho night, for she desired to be ablo-tol
present it to her mother, when she rose in
the morning. -
The clock struck twelve. She had just
finished, and putting it by, the little gir
calmly resigned herself to rest. Her repose
was undisturbed.
On the morrow Rose presented the scarf
to her mother. What was the pain the lit-
tie Dne"Txnerienccdrwhcn1ier mrjttrerre:
ceived it coldly, ana- expressed,, none oi
those tender sentiments which were to have
been the sweet little one's reward,
Her eyes, by chance, glanced over a
neiirhbonnir mirror,
41 Yes," she said, internally, v l am ugly
they r rlcht," and ahe sought In her
young head to find a remedy for ugliness.
And then in the world new pangs wound
ed the little ugly One's heart. A first im
prcssion alienated all the young girls of her
own age but then she was so good, so
amiable, 3o amusing, that they approached,
then listened, and then loved her. Now,
indeed, our little one was happy.
Dn&tiav Mr.-Moore went homo in a vio.
ent passion, and became, in consequence
ot some trifling prevarication, highly in.
censed against his wife- Their domestic
felicity was troubled, for . eight-long days
for eight long days Mrs. Moore was con
tinnahyxrying. Rosanna tn vain "racked
her young brains to discover why but her
father still continued angry, and her mother
was still continually weeping. At lust she
reflected in her mind how to reconcile them
They were all three seated in the parlor
Mr. Moore was arranging the fire when
this was concluded, he threw the tongs
from him, snatclled a book from the mantel
and opened it abruptly : but after a moments
perusal, he closed it again, in a violent hu
mor, cast a fierce glance at his trembling
wife, and hurriedly roso from his chair.
Rosanna. deeply moved .clasped her arms
about i his neck, as he was about to rise,
and affectionately caressed him. He could
not reject "her innocent coaxing, andthe
lttlc girl thinking she had .succeeded in
touching his heart, took in her hand the
moistened handkerchief wherewith her mo
ther had been drying her weeping eyes, and
dried them a second time therewith ; she
then lenderly-xmhraccxLJiet .mothcri-uho
returned her affectionate caress with all a
mother's fondness.
The parties being now favorably dispos-
ed
nought remained but to establish the
peace,
This was no easy matter neither
would make the first overturer-ajid without
the penetration of little Rose, the reconcili
ation would not then have taken place.
She took her fattier s hand between her
own littlo hands, and pressed it tq her bo
som ; she then took her momer s hand, and
joined it to her father's, as it lay near her
heart Human pride could resist no longer
bcr alienated parents rose at the same
moment and cordially embraced each other.
From that hour, Rose was the idol of then
both.
Six years after thispRosannarthe ugly
Rosanna. was the ornament df every socie
ty to which her mother presented her.
Amiable, witty and ooserving, her conver
sation was universally courted.
One summer evening, the sun, which,
during the day, bad shed over nature an in."
tense heat, had just disappeared leaving
the. horizon covered with long, wida hanks
of red clouds more and more dark were
heaping themselves on the eastern sky the
tmospbere was suffocating, and one would
deem the earth was returning to the sun
beat sne bad been receiving Irom the latter
daring the day. .AH was heavy and wearv
the air inhaled seemed rather to suffocate
than nourish. . ' A drosyTangtior overcame
every one. v
In a soloon whose every window Was
thrown open, might be seen gliding, here
and there, in the darkened light, groups of
young females, whose white dresses slight,
ly agitated by the rising breeze of tho eve
ning, offered something mysterious and po
etical, whereon the imagination loved to
dwell. A low, languishing whisper was
then heard, like the soothing murmur of
some distant rivulet. A woman, seated
before a piano, was expressing her .heart's
sentiments by an extemporary melody, now
smooth and tender, now weeping and trem
bling. ' - '
IS o more whispering, but a general si
lence took place,- for here wa a celestial
symphony, a seraph's sonf. ,
Lord UnderWood, a fine bh e-eyed, young
nobleman, was so deeply touched by tbe
melody that his frame seemed agitated by a
momentary convulsion. He listened to the
angel's voice, so softly harmonizing with
the sweet tones of the instrument, And .felt
-an indescribable sensation thrill through his
frame. . t
-TtieTiiusicceased7luFThOweel Voice"
still vibrated on Underwood's ear, and there
was a charm in the witty and original trifle
to which he listened, that transfixed turn
where ho stood." ..r--.: ; xi.
44 How beautiful must that youhggirl be,"
thought Underwood. 44 Happy the man on
whom may fall her choice," and he invol-
untarily sighed. ' - 1
suddenly- lights-are brought-. 1 he
young; woman was the ugty Rosanna.
Lord Underwood was stupified he clo.
sed his eyes, but the charm of that voice
haunted his memory. He gazed on her a
second time, and he found her less ugly ;
and Rose was indeed less ugly. Tho beau
ties of .her mind seemed transferred to lier
person, and her grey eyes, small as they
were, expressed, wonderfully well, her in
ternal sensauons, . ,
Lord Underwood wedded Rosanna, and
became the happiest of men in the posses
sion of the kindest and most loving of wo
men.
Beavty deserts us, lut virtue and talents.
tne Jailhjxu companions or our lives, accom
pany us even to flie grave. - - ' D. D.
From the Yankee Farmer.
Stir the earth often.
It is necessary to stir the earth often among
vegetables, not only for tho purposeof keep
ing down the weeds, but for the purpose uf
keeping it loose for the passage of the roots,
for the admission of the air and water, and
to form finely pulverised soil on top as a pro.
tcction against drought. When the earth
is hard, the water in time of rain will run
off from some places, where a mellow soil
on ,top would readily imbibe it:"
In some cases we have observed that after
a powerful jain, where the groundjvas hard
it was not wet down half an inch, while it
was thoroughly wet where tho surface was
loose and fine. In dry weather the ad van
tages -of-frequently- stirring-thft-soilard'
equany great a it prevents in a measure the
evaporation of the moisture, as loose earth
will not conduct off the moisture so readily
as close earth.
We are aware that some persons will say
it is a poor rule that will not work both
ways, and.-if looso earth readily absorbs
rain, it Will allow the escape of moisture,
iMlbiiisjiQUhe-case as experiments plainly
pro vc .and wojmusLba go vcrnc.d.byJac.ts
that are well established, though there may
be a seeming inconsistency from our not
understanding the operations of nature.
vv ater falls by its own weight, ftnd will
readily sink into the looso earth, running
down between the particles; but -if the
ground bejclose and hard, and very dry,' it
will run off, barely wetting the surface.
The dryness, which at first view would lead
qneAo suppose Jhatitwouldatjonce. imbibe
the water,' servps only to repel it. This
fact will appear evident to any one, who,
in a dry time, examines the state of the
soil as to the moisture, before the fi rte;4ocwe
earthandthe pathot place-besideiL that
pas long remained unmoved.
Many experiments have been tried by
hoeing freouently, in a very dry time,-part
of a piece of laridonvyhioheorn orvege
tables wero growing, and IeavTng-apart ;
and it has been found, that the crops suffer
ed mdeh less from drought where the earth
was often stirred..
Writers on the advantage of frequent hoe.
ing, attribute its valuable effect; in this re.,
spect to the dews penetrating more rapidly
the fine earth, and passing to the roots "of
plants ; this opinion is erroneous, for a hear
vy dew will penetrate the fine earth but
ittle it will lay mostly on the ton .and soon
evaporate when the sun shines upon it
In thisrntry-lhedewsnttreToglirTo
penetrate to the roots of the plants, as they
do. not go so deep. "The great object is to
retain the moisture in the earth, and prepare
the surface to receive and convey the rains
directly downward, even when they come
suddenly, inplentifu showers, and this is
done most effectually by stirring tbe earth
frequently and finely. -
borne farmers hoe their com only twice,
excepting they cut up the weeds after the
haying season is over, to prevent their pro
ducing seed, utbers use a light norae nar
row, and stir the earth frequently, thinking
there is a'greaf advantage in this method
that will repay the expense, which is bet
trifling where the ground is light and free
from obstructions. v
Fctdlns; milcli cows.
In reply to an inquiry in the Cultivator
Ss to the best and cheapest manner otfeed
i.ig milch cow3, Mr; J. A. Grimes, of liar
rodsburg,; Kentucky, gives the following
method as prtcused by him.; We woula
add , there are few substances more nourish
ing than corn fodder, and the large stalks
that are usually lost, if treatedJn,ihe way
recommended by Mr. G. make tlw best
food for cattle or horses: 44 We procure
in the fall, all the corn shucks we can, as
the farmers put little value upon them.-
When we commence feeding, we have a
large kettle in which we can heat water j "
and a basket holding the quantity we intend .
for each animal. We then take the shucks
to a common cutting box, and cut them as
you would ' hay or oats, and scald" them a -"
few minutes in the kettle. - Then take them
out and rprinkle three quarts of meal to the
bushel of cut shucks, and you will have R '
better feed. thatL three gallons of corn, or
meal, fix it as you will. When I was last
in Mississippi ,the corn crop was very shortt
and suggested this way of feeding to some
of my friends, for feeding moles and horses
as well as their milch cows ; and before I
left, was told the cows had improve'd very
much in the quality as well as the quantity
of their milk. r-
Mr. G. is a most successful breeder of
Berkshires, and has sold great numbers ofT
the pure breed, as well as crosses with the
Irish and Bedford. Mr. Grimes' stock is
represented as one of the first quality, of
which there can be little doubt, it having
been derived from Jlhe best Sources.
From the Tennctsee Farmer.
The pleasures of country life.
One-of the -most - ex.iileraiingcircurn7 "
stances in the Agricultural life, is the never
ending succession of change and variety in
tho-scenery and labors of the farm.-' This -pleasing
diversity makes itself felt through
out the lapse of the seasons, there is
some little monotony, it istrue , in tho bronzo
countenance and icy breath of surly old
Winter; but even he, hard-featured and
cold hearted old gentleman as he is, has
his freaks of fancy to beguile the usual dul
ness of his presence ; treats us to an oc.
casional glance of most blessed sunshine ;
and now and then throwa off his rusty
. - ,. , ...
orown coai, ana puis on ins rooo oi siaic so
exquisitely white and cleanly, as no ermined
judge of ball-room beauty may ever aspire
to rival. And then his storms and torna.
docs !' where is the theatrical mechanism
which can ever compete with him in these t
His torrents of rain and sleet ,,too ! Tho
magnanimoua Mr. Kspy may drag as be,
pleases about raising the Ohio at pleasure
with his manufactured article, we believe
he will never be able to come up to the ev
ery -day doing of old Winter, in this line of
business. y
" Winter, too,-witnesses many cheering
changes in the arrangements of the farm.'
Under the magic of the woodman's axe, the x
tangled forest suddenly becemes the open'
held, and takes its place as an internal part
of the regular plantation. The stately
fence rises up erect, in its long lines, with
its formidable appearances of strength and
security ; and a re-arrangement of fields
and enclosures ofteiTstrikes the "eye" with a7
sentiment of gratification.
But, sad as is the havoc he mokes in the
vegetable world while ho does stay, even
stormy old Winter passes swiftly on his
way; and with his departing footsteps, that
famous vounc artist. Soriuir. comes for
rto--touchthchT.lasccrio-with hertints
of greenond to. remodel iillthat rough old-
Winter has destroyed.
Spring brings her balmy skies and frcu
grant breath to all ; but none so sensibly as
the farmer feels the exhileration of the sea.'
son, the release from his winter s inacuvi.
ty, and the excitement of his rural labors
none looks forward, to the prospect before
him, and to its succession of changes, with
more joyous expectation. ' I ho fresh soil
is now upturned in every 4irection,a-change
of scene which somor may .. regard as not
very decidedly picturesque. But as a prep.
a ration for his crops, it is inexpressibly
pleonng" to tlwforrncr: Andif-thcbtartr"
mould-isndced-UTisightly to the eye of re.
fincmcnt, one might suppose that the moat
fastidious could not fail to bo pleased with
the various fancy colors which are brought
to light on some of our farms by this han-
dy work of the plough. Tho most brilliant
dics-are often exhibited red, yellow, or.
' t - - ni- i :
aiig, Qc. -. jwns inigiii p.aae even
tho ndian taste, which delights in lively
colors, but wc appeal to the farmer if he '
had not better- go to work with the soil
which shows these gaudy hues, and bring it,
with all possible speed to the color and qua!-
ities which accord with the standard of true
agricultural taste. .-.
Very soon, however, this , aspect of tha
fields is succeeded by'anotlier far more viv. ,
Id and.: pica sing. Natu-reVownavorite-"
color, green, sheds its soft mantle upon the
whole scene, ihe small grains, in disor
dered array, but beautiful in their disorder,
thrust up their bright spires in such profu.
sion that the soil is no longer visible ; while
the stately corn, marshalled in ranks like
regular troops on review day, stands' erect
as a grenadier, and rustles its flags in the
breeze with great dignity. -
But another glorious-change comes with
tne coming or harvest 1 he small grains
have shed their verdure, and they now rip.
pie m the wind like a sea of molten gold. .
Before the touch of the reaper that rnajet.
tie grain is eat down b a day ; and tbe field
from which, in the morning, the. footsteps
of man and beast are carefully excluded, is
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