“RELIGION WITHOUT BIGOTRY, ZEAL WITHOUT FANATICISM, LIBERTY WITHOUT LICENTIOUSNESS.”
VOL. XXIV.
SUFFOLK, VA„ FRIDAY, MARCH 31, 1871.
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CQ3UIU VICATIOV8.
The Sabbath School.
Spring has made its appearance Those
'schools which have been suspended during
the pold season of the year, will now reor
ganize the good work again. The 8ep«r
inteudants should now atop out So$o the
field, and try to get volunteers t» enter their
army , to .fight for Christ. I do hope that
tbe people will become more interested in
the Sabbath Sobonl than they have ever
beeq heretofore, both old and young. I hare
he oh interested in the Sabbath School ever
since I waj ^uite a small boy. I am yet
•'hot a yoo’tb. There I first learned to lore
read the word of God, and therefore I
*love the name of the Sabbath Sehooi, and
by the grace of God I hope to love it
while on earth I stay.. For there is nothing
that ever penetrates my ear that sounds
'more delightful than to hear a Ifttle boy «r
i.girl say that they are a soldier in the Sab
■bath-School army.
It is the place for the little children to
form habits, that when they grow up to be
men and women they may not depart from.
.’How many little children are brought up
;regardte.«s of theSibbath day.
Now parents, a word t» you. Rcmem
'-ber the responsibility that rests upon yofi
in the training up of your children in the
way that they should go. Father, take
your son, or sons, and go to the Sabbath
School. Mother, take your daughter or
•daughters, and go to the Sabbath School.
And if there be orphan children, friend,
go and persuade them to go and join the
Sabbath School, and that may be the cause
of their being followers of Christ. If so,
God will inevitably reward you.
Remember tbe Sabbath day to keep it
Iioiy. Now. I estreat you, let us go to
work in the good cause more earnestly, and
with a greater vim thaa ever, and if we do
this God most assuredly will bless us, w ith
outpourings Of his spirit, and ho will also
g;iye this cause success.
(Joins ctmJren. to the Snbuatn bohcol
Young men come, young ladies come.—
Patter, come, and, mother come. I admon
ish you, and if not yourselves, let. your
childrru come, S'hid them and forbid them
net, for Jesus Christ lores Krtla a*hi!dren.
He says, “buffer little children to come unto
me, and forbid them not, "for of such is the
kingdom of heaven.
Tint us join, as a hind- of brethren, in
this good work. Hat us try to become
more interested in this r.reat and good
-cause. It is now a duty that tests upon
the children of G«d to pray for the success
of the Sabbat*1 School. I truly hope jhat
we may b*v’e a Sabbath School Convention
this summer in North Carolina. I pray
blessing upon the Sabbath School
everywhere. P. T. C.
Gamut, N. 0., March 1871.
'•Don't Stax Long.”—Don’t stay long,
husband, said a young^rife in our presence
once evening, as liar husband was preparing
to go out. The words themselves were
insignificant, hut the look of mental fond
BesS-Bith which they were accompanied
spoke volumes. It told the whole depth of
her woman’s love—of her happiness with
her husband—or her grief when the light
of his smile, the source of all her joy,
beamed not upon her.
Don’t stay long, husband, and I fancy I
esw the loving, gentle wife sitting.alone,
anxiously counting the moments of her
husband’s absence, every few minutes run
ning to the door to see if he were in sight,
and finding that lie was not, I thought I
could hear her exclaiming in a disappoint
ed tone, ‘not yet.’
Don’t stay long, husband, and again I
thought I could see the young wife rocking
horself nervously in the great arm chair,
and weeping as though her loving heart
would break, as her thoughtless “lord^and
master’' prolonged his stay a wearisome
length of time.
O, ye that have wives who say. Don’t
stay long, when you go forth, think kindly
of them whetryou are mingling in the busy
fiive of life, and try just a little to make
their home and hearts happy, for they are
gems too seldom repUeydey-tyou cagnot Sod
am<d the pleasures oF%h8 bowhl, the peace
and joy that a quiet home blessed with such
woman’s presence will afford.
Don’t stay long, husband,—and the
jW°& wife’s looks seemed to say, for here
labour own sweet home is a loving heart,
whose music is hashed when yea are absent
_here is a soft bieast to lay your bead
upon, and here are pure lips, unsoiled by
sin, that will pay you in kisses for your
coming baok.
•Think of-it, young men, whep yonr
wives say to you, Don’t stay long, and O,
don’t let the kind words pass nnheaded as
of little value; for though they may not be
to vou, the disappointment of fulfilment of
their simple, loving wish, brings grief or
joy to them. If you have an hour to
spend, bestow it upon them, and the pure
levs, gushing from their gentle, grateful
hearts, will lo a sweet reward.
8El.K€TtO!»*.
Jeans Loser of raj Soul.
A boat tbe tame that T«mO Watts was wrW1
tipR bis earliest hvinna at Southampton, in
South ifingiand, two brithers wctg born In
the little town of Bpworth, who were des
tined to:be better known nier the World1
than any two men whom Britain'produced
in that half century. White thdir Roily'
mother, tiSnsWnoa) wa* dying, she raid-to
iler weeping household, “My children, ns:
soon as my spirit is released, sin* a song of
praise to God.” . Among the group who
joined in the song of triumph With faltering
igiioes, worn Job a, -th« sounder of Method*
ism, and Charles, its sweet singer. John
was system; hut Charles was tony John
was the Bezaleel who laid the foundations
and hewed out the pillars of the new taber
nacle ; but .Charles pas tbe Asaph who
filled it with melody. Methodism was bud
ded rapidly ; but the wails never would
have gone up H fast had they not been
built to music.
Charles Wesfe) was horn la poet. Like
Toplady, be was all nerve, and fire, wud en
thusiasm. God gave him a musical enT,
intense emotions, ardent affections, and a
glowing piety that never grew cold. lie
ate, drank and dreamed nothing but hymns !
He must have beeu the ready writer of at
least four thousand. One day while on bis
itineracy bis pony stumbled and throw him
off. The only record he makes of the acci
dent m his diury is this ; ‘ My companions
thought I had broken my neck. But my
leg was only braised, my hard sprained*
and my head stunned, which which spoiled
my mhJctny hymns until——next day/”—
Truly, a man must have been possessed
.with a master-passion, who could write a
sentence like that.
Wesley found his inspirations "on every
hedge.” He threw off hyruos as Spurgeon
throws off sermons. For example, when he
w.rs preaching to a crowd of rude stone cut
ters and quarryimm at Portlund be turned
his appeal into metre, and improvised a
hymn, in which occur the vigorous lines:
“Come, O Thon all-victorious Lord 1
Thy power to us make known ;
Strike with the hammer oF thy word,
And break these\ hearts, jpf itnnm m*
Standing once on the dizzy promontory
of Land’s End, and looking down into the
bfdlirg waves on each side of the cliff, he
broke out into these solemn anu thrilling
words :
“Lo I on a narrow neck of land
’Twixt two unbounded seaS I stand,
Yet how insensible.”
For every Scene and circumstance of life,
for prayer meetings, for watch nights, for
love feasts, and for dying hours and fune
rals, he hud a holy, impassioned lay. But
like Watts, Cowper and Toplady, he had
his mastcr piece. The Lord of glory be
stowed on Charles Wesley the high honor
of composing the finest heart hymn in the i
English tongue. If the fiuest hymn of the j
cross is “Rock of Ages,” and the greatest
hymn of providence is Cowper’s, "God
moves in a mysterious way,” and the grand
est battle hymn is Martin Luther’s, “God
is our refuge,” then it may be said also that
the queen of all the lays of holy love is that
immortal song,
“Jesus, lover of my soul!
I.et me to thy bosom fly ;
While the bilows near me roll.
While the tempest still is high 1 ’’
Whatever may fee said of Wesley’s doc
trine of perfect holiness, there is not much
doubt that he “attained unto perfection”
when he wrote this hymn. It is happily
married atso to two exquisite tunes, * ‘Re
fuge” and “Martyn,” both of which are
worthy of the alliance. The first of these
is a geui.
The one central, alt-prevailing idea of
this matchless hymn is the soul's yearning
for its Saviour. The figures ofspe*ch vary
but not the thought. In one line we see a
storm-tossed voyager crying out for shelter
till the tempest is over. In another line we
see a timid,tearful child uestling in a moth
er’s arms, with the words faltering on its
tongue,—
“Lot me to Thv bosom fly,”
“Hangs my helpless soul ou thee! ”
h
Two fines of the hymn have been breath
ed fervently and often out of bleeding
hearts. When we were onee in the valley
of the death shade—with one beautiful
child in tbe new mado grave, and the oth
ers threatened with fatal disease, there was
no prayer which we uttered ofteuer than
this t
“I-eave, oh 1 leave me not atone,
Still support and comfort me.”
We do not doubt that tens of thousands
of other bereaved and wounded hearts have
cried this piercing cry. out of the depths:
'• Still support and comfort me /" The
whole hymn is at once a confession and
prayer: It is prayer in metre. And no
man is prepared to smg these words aright
unless bis soul is filled with deepest and
most earnest longing for tbe Lord Jesus.—
Btv. T. L. Cwjlrr, D. D.
Managing Children.
Our children nfre our TnhrofS. If we
'would know ourselves, Wehttve bnt to study
them. They give buck the true reflection.
C*n there be * sadder sight than tiro one so
often s«en of a Wowi and ant ions mother
scolding and shitting up, and whipping,
iyo, and praying over ber bright, waywaTd
child, when, were she but to return a clear
lofok. unblindod by self-love, inward, sbc
enwM ,.see that almost, it not all, which
causes her so much anxiety and annoyance,
sod her child so many punishments, is her
0>en fault? But children are not mere
reflections. They have inquisitive little
TnraSs, and- warm little hearts, and if we.
through weariness or thoughtlessness, with
hold information from the one, or sympathy
Hjpm the other, they are genuine sufferers
■Obildren not ODly imitate oar faults,
suffer by our carelessness, but govern us
through our weakness A friend came to
visjt me, and brought a generous. fraDk
and manly boy, of four years old. But be
disturbed our whole circle by his constant
crying. This habit was DOtin keeping with
the brave, proud, independent character
of the child. I therefore felt a curiosity to
find the cause. My first discovery was,
he never shed a tear.
Ilis mother wished to tako a trip, but
could not take her bey.
Leave him with me
He'll torment the life out o-t you.
I don’t think so.
I will, iudeed. be most grateful. You
may whip him as often as yon please
I should not strike a child, except in a
most extreme case.
Then you can do nothing with him
She was gone. The next morning, after
breakfast, Willie asked !
"May .I go and play in the yard?
It rained last night, and it is loo damp
now. You may go at f<n.
It isn’t damp, scarcely any a bit.
1 think it is. You may go at ten, not
before.
Boo, whoo, whoo, rest. I kept quietly
sewing.
Boo, whoo, whoo, bass. Boo, whno,
whoo, tenor. I sewed on. Boo,” whoo,
whoo, double bass. Boo, whoo, whoo.
, talr-r*fa» r I XT81'f
Now (nay I go ?
You may go at ten o'clock.
Conaert repeated, i silently sewing the
while.
Ain't your head most ready to split?
No.
Mayn’t. I go cut now ?
Not until ten o’clock.
Concert resumed; rest.
Ain’t you most crazy?
No. not at all.
Concert resumed, with the addition of
throwing himself no the fiooi.and knocking
iris feet up ami down. After awhile : Ain’t
yon most crazy yet. ? W hv don’t you shake
me. and oil ms the baddest boy ever was.
and send me out doors?
Because you are not going ont till ten
o'clock.
Concert resumed, with the addition of
bumping his bend. as well as toes ; rest; a
pause Then picking himself up. he stood
erect before me, vrith bis hands in bis pock
ets
Why don't you whip me, and send me
off. to get rid of my noise?
Because you are not going out until ten
o’clock.
He stiod a moment..
Tf T hump my head, ain't you afraid it
will kill me ?
Not in the least.
But it does hurt me, awfully.
I am happy to bear it.
lie drew along breadth.
What can I do next ? I’se done all I
knows how.
Bee if yoa cannot think of something
el so
.May I lake my blocks ?
Certainly At nine ho started up.
Now mav l go ? That’s nine. He went
back to his blocks without a murmur.
At tea he went out.
He had beefMjsed to kneel by his mother, 1
say bis prayers and hopintobed. I wished j
him to kneel with me, by the bed, and say ]
his prayers slowly, and then I would make
a short prayer for him. The arrangement
did not please him, so the third night he
'give battle Being tired, my head did
feel as if it couldn't or wouldn’t bear it.— j
Out of all patience, I determined to give
him a good whipping. But never having
struck a child, I was not quite hardened
enough to take my slipper, and couldn’t see j
anything else. As I looked around, a
voice—my God—speaking through my
conscience, asked, What! whip in anger,
whip a little boy. because he cannot govern
his spirit, when you cannot govern your
own l Another than the boy needs to be
prayed for. And kneeling, I asked my
Father to give me his strength, his grand I
patience, with a° disobedient, self-willed
child. As I kneeled, Willie orawled under '
my arm, and commenced to say his prayers
very slowly, and then asked?
Now, naay’nt I pray niv own self?
¥es, darling.
And these were his words : Ise a real
mean little hoy. She won’t Jo nothing ugly j
a bit, and I knows I'so made her head most,
split O God, don’t let »e be a mean little j
hey any more at all. Tho splendid little
fellow had had a tair trial of strength, and
was conquered, ar.d surrendered manfully;'
and I had nn farther trouble er annoyance
during the seven weeks he stayed with me. ■
But how nearly I had lost my vantage
ground. If we would rule our man spirits. 1
how easy it would be to rule our children I
and our servants. But oh, to govern aur !
^ Manners at Table.
Writers oil good manners have made one
code lor the bnii-fncm, another for the par
lor, another for the church, and another for
the table. Tbeso are supposed to have
their foundation io that capacity for cul
ture which is common among civilised peo
ple, though they may he unacquainted
with the conventionalities of fashionable
society.
Attempt have been made to reduce good
manners to • pystem, and to prescribe rules
having all the apparent accuracy of a mili
tary drill-book. Some of these are useful
tp diffident yoking people, who imagine that
good manners involve an awful mystery
hidden from all except the favored /ew.
There are fashions in manners as wel! as in
dress, and it is upon the basis of these that
most of the popular guides to etiquette are
baschl. The rules are generally arbitrary,
and many of them abused.
Good manners at table are only 3 result
of natural refinement, and come from ha
bitual association with these who arc re
fined. The most congenjal atmosphere tor
this species of culture should be the home
circle, where it can shed its influence upon
young and old alike. Eich family should,
in some sense, bo a law onto itself in the
practice of tabic manners and for that mat
ter, every man, iustead of trying to ape the
manners of others, should endeavor to de
velop his own ; to form and mold them in
such a way that they will best conduce to
his development as a true and original gen
tleman. L»t him not, however, mistake
oddity for independence There is more of
studying books of etiquette than there is
of practicing what is already known of good
manners. And hero we fear there is a
great dereliction of duty at the home —
Most parents know better than they practice.
Their children arc ungovernable and ill
bred. And they (tender at it, If they ex
peot them to be refined, they should fur
nish the example. If any man renders
himself disagreeable at table,\hy spitting,
bv blowing his nose, by drinking with his
mouth fall of food, by thrusting 4is knife
half way down his throat, picking his teeth
with his fork—if he do these and other
equally disagreeable and evep disgusting
tl,o ^.ui„ nart'-nn fl.^r t... allowed
to do them when a boy, and that his chil
dren will follow his example. Will a son
heed the admonition to eat slowly, when he
sees his father swallow his dinner in eight
or ten minutes? The children will not
learn to wait at table until they are helped,
when the rule at home is, pitch in. Go
down town, and enter one of those human
feeding places kuown as 2u cent lunch rooms,
where fifty men will go in and swallow fifty
dinners, and come out again, withrn ten to
twenty ruinates. They stand up to their
meals as a horse to the manger They
shoot down the soup, then toss in the pota
toes. pickles, bread, butter and meat take
a drink—a spasm or two and all -has gone
down. Refine^ home training would im
prove this state of things. The sixteen or
eighteen years that most spend under the
paternal roof are enough to give them man
ners easy, self-possessed and refined, even
to the nicer points of social etiquette, pro
vided their parents teach as well as they
know, and praetfee what they teach.
TflE Love of Little Children.—If I
were to choose, among all gifts and quali
ties, that which, on the whole, makes life
pleasantest, I should select the love of
children. No oircumstanee can render the
world wholly a solitude to one who has this
possession. It is a freemasonry. Wherever
one goes, there are the little tretbren and
races or tongue makes such differences. A
smile speaks the universal language. If I
value myself on anything, said the Law
throne. it is on having a smile that chil
dren love. They are such prompt little
beings, too; they require so little prelude;
hearts are won in two minutes, at that
frank period, and so long as you are true to
them they will be true to you They use
no argument, no bribery They have a
hearty appetite for gifts, no doubt but it is
not for these they love the giver. Take the
wealth of the World and lavish it with
counterfeited affection ; I will win, all the ;
children’s hearts away from you by empty- j
handed love. The gorgeous toys will daz
zle them an hour ; then their instincts will
revert to their natural friends.
To love children is to love childhood, !
instinctively, at whatever distanoe, the first!
impulfe being oue of attraction, though it
may be checked by later discoveries. Un
less your heart commands at least as long a
range as your eye, it is not worth much.
The dearest saint iu n>y calendar never en
tered a railway oar that 6be did not look
round for a baby, which, when dhoovered,
must always be won at once to. her arms
If it was dirty, she would baTo been glad
to bathe it; if ill, to heat it; it would not
have seemed to- her anything worthy the
name of love to seek only those who were
wholesome and clean.
Slow and sure is better than fast and
flimsy.'
Cheap Pleasure.
Did you ever 3tudy the cheapness of
pleasure? Do you know how little It takes
to make a multitude happy ? Such trifles
l as a peony, a word, or a smile will do the j
| Work-. There ere two or three boys passing j
along—givo them a cbesnut, and how
| smiling they look / they will not be cross
! for sometime. A poor widow lives in the
' neighborhood, who is the mother of a dozen
cbidren. Semi them a half peck of sweet
apples and they will be happy
A child has lost his arrow, the world to
him—and he mourns sadly ; help him to
2nd it, or make him another and how
i quickly tile sunshine Bill play over his
j sober face. A boy has as much as he eaa
| do to pile up a load of wood; assist him a
few rno’inonts, or speak a pleasant word tc
him, and ho forgets his toil and works
! away without minding it. Your apprentice
j has broken a mug, or cut a vest too large,
j or slightly injured a piece of work. Say
j You scoundrel, and he feels miserable; but
remark, I am sorry and he will try and do
better.
You employ a man, pay him cheerfully,
and he leaves your bou«e with a contented
1 heart, to light up his own hearth with
| smiles auii gladness.
As you pass along the street, you see a
■ familiar face, say Good morning as though
I you felt happy, and it will work'admirably
! in the heart of your neighbor. Pleasure is
cheap. Who will not be bestow it liberally ?
i It there are smiles, sunshine and, flowers all
about us let' us not grasp them with a
i miser’s fists, and look them up in our hearts
| No, rather let us take them about us, in
j the cot of the widow, among the groups of,
| children, iu the crowded mart, where men
of business congregate, • in our families and
everywhere We can make the wretched
happy, the discontented cheerful, the afflic
ted resigned at an exceedingly cheap rate.
Who will refuse to do it?—Pet. Index.
Is Heaven l’ocit IIoue?—The following
beautiful Eeutiuieuts ire from one of ILob
ertson’s sermons’:
"Home is the one place, in all this world,
where hearts are sure of each other. It is
the place of confidence. It is the place
where we tear off that mask of guarded aud
; Huspt^t^ua T-oixtuess which the world forces
| us to wear in self-defence, and where we
! pour out the unreserved corun.uuications of
lull and confiding hearts. It is tbe spot
where expressions of tenderness gush out
'without any sensation of awkwardness, and
without any dread of ridicule. Let a man
travel where he will, home is the place to
which his heart, untrammeled, fondly turns.
He is to double ail pleasure there. lie is
to divide all pain. A happy home is the
single spot of rest which a man has npon
this earth for the cultivation of his noblest
sensibilities. And now, brethren, if that
be the subscription of home, is God's place
of rest your borne ? Waik abroad and
alone by night. That awful other world,
[ in the stillnes and the solemn deep of the
i eternity above, is it your home? Those
graves that lie beneath you, holding in them
the infinite secret, and stamping upon ail.
earthly loveliness, the mark of frailty, and
change, and fleetingness—are those graves
to which in bright days aud dark days, you
can turn wlrhout dismay 7 God, in his
splendors—dare we feel with him affection- ;
ate familiar, so that trials enne. soficuid ,
by this fueling ? It is my Father, and en- |
jovment can be taken with a frank feeling;
my Father has given it me, without grudg- j
ing. to make me happy. All that is having j
a home i%*tsod. Are ws at home there?
Judge Lowe, of Alexandria, in deliver- ‘
ing the sentence of death upon Newton 1
Smith, convicted of child murder in that 1
city last week, says the Gazette, made some 1
impressive remarks- After referring to
to the fair trial the prisoner had—the con- !
elusive evidence against him—the strenuous 1
efforts that had been made in his defence. '
and exhorting him to make his peace with
God, aud not to rely upon hopes of pardon
or commutation of puuishment by the
State Executive, he jnade this appeal to
those who were present on the occasion .• j
To those who-surround -this unfortunate i
man, bis fate should bo a warning Few
in this court-room could prove as g<jnJ a
character as be has done None could 1
prove a better. But lured by evil passions j
into commission of siu he has, in seeking to j
destroy the fruit of that sin! domipitted a
crime which has forfeited his life to the law I
All of you have similar passions. Many of I
you will encounter similar temptations. In :
your moments of temptation may this scene ]
rise before you, aud, .reminding you of the j
fate which has overtaken him, inculcate iu
your minds aud hearts the.certain trath
that there is no security.here, no hope of
happiness, hereafter, which has not its
foundation in a life of virtue,
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Heaven.— Much of its happiness will
be that saints no longer misunderstand ooe
another.
These is enough in Christ for you, when
you have nothing in yourself.
FARM A.'ND GARDES.
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Uloxsom’s Improved Cotton Plow.
Mr. Wm. II. Blossom, ofSolTolt, asked!
Dr. George W. Briggs, some time since, to
give him an opinion, in reference to li:-» Tin- 1
proved Cotton Plow, saying to him, that he \
was anxious to “introduce it only after be
ing satisfied that, it possessed true merit.
The following is the reply of Dr. Briggs *
Desk Sie :—In reply to your inquiry
| respecting the value and Ssaa of yo"3r “Im
proved Cotton Plow” sent me some months
I sihee for tinl, I send you the opinion of
Mr. Henry T. Philips, my farm manager
| for the present year. He is considered one
of the best ploughmen rn the. county, truth
ful and honest in the expression of his
opinions, and has used yonr plow tbte pre
sent season, mostly in cottoD, peanuts and
trucks. lie says :
“That it is one of the very lest I have
ever used or seen in, use,, for surface stir
ring and earthing up,, pushing up the earth
without covering the plants, and leaving the
ground iu admirable order.”
We find on trial that it will run quite
well in rather rough land, by the bold
which it takes of the ’earth, steadied by- the
heel, it can also be run quite close to the
plants,- and in returning, push the earth
sifted of grass and weeds ep near them. On
the contrary, the old pattern of cotton plow
is useless, except preceded by cultivator or
some implement to break the land. By
changing the wings its breadth of farrows
may be increased or diminished at pleasure,
giving a larger or smaller wave of fresh
earth as the plowman may desire. After a
good preparation of the soil by deep break
ing aud harrowing, I knew of no more use
ful implement fur laying oft rows, surface
stirring, and earthing or pushing np the
earth in broad ridges for any crop, none
superior to “Bloxsom’s Improved Cotton
Plow." Its lightDess, and ease of draft,
excellent workmanship,aud cheapness, com
mend it to the cotton planters and truckers
of Virginia and North Cirolina.
Will Commercial Fertilizer? Pay •
This question is very easily answered, if
you will inform us what is to be the price
you nro,tn get for your cotton, and whether
you get a short ton of Long Island or
Maryland dirt, (and not very rich at that.)
with a few dead rats and dogs init to make
it offensive to your natal sensation.
Tn the first place, . admitting it to be
genuine and cotton to be twelve and a half
cents per lb., it will hot pay one farmer in
ten who uses it, except it can be purchased
for less money.
In the seoond place, we believe it has
never paid but few, however good the arti
cle and tiigh the price of cotton, because of
misapplication.
We believe that the genuine articles will
pay, by the following application, when
you sow your seed- sow three dollars worth ;
to the acre in the drill with the seed, with
one bushel of plaster. Fof instance, make [
compost of rich earth and marl, or lima,and
drill this under the cotton, and this guano
will certainly pay you-at present prices, for
it will hurry the young plant off early in
the scasun, and the compost below will con
tinue it to maturity. In short, we believe
it will pay oa any. good land that is well
drained, i t three debars per acre,-as above
described. One cause so many persons fail j
with guanp is, that they put it on land that-j
is not half drained, or on land that is so |
poor it is impossible, with the amount com- j
rnonly used, to produce a remunerative j
crop. There is another and very impor-!
taut reason why another class fails, which j
is, they are so slow in cultivating Jhe crop j
that the grass and weeds monopolize the j
profits. This class is generally loud iu
their denunciation of guano.
We have experimented with stable ran- j
nure. cotton-seed and guano, 6u poor and"!
Itnd of medium production, iu corn.-*-1
Where we applied a shovel full of1
stable manure ou poor land we made a fine !
stalk early in the season, but before earing I
time, it failed. Such was the case where j
we used twenty bushels of cotton seed and
one hundred and fifty pounds of guano to
the acre, cm poor land. l?ut on laud that
produced twenty bushels per acre, stable
manure, guano, and cotton seed, paid.—
Reconstructed Farmer.
EjrERTM Taffes.—Melt iu a shallow
vessel one-fourth of a pound of butter, aud
add to it otte of -brown sugar. Stir them
together for fifteen minutes, or until a little j
of the mixture dropped into a basin of cold ’
water will break clean between I lie teeth
without sticking to them. Any flavoring
'that is desired, should bo added just before i
the caoking is complete. The tafiey when !
done should bo poured into a shallow dish, :
which is buttered on the bottom and edge,
M ilasses may be used instead of sugar in
making tafiey, but it is not so brittle. Try
it.
From bad to worse is poor improve
The Christiaju
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Wliat Shall We Plant?
This is a question which h*s tJooblleS*'
been occupying lha mlad^cf alb the fprriSer
readers o[ the Gazelle during the winter;'
and while many have decided to pursers
their regular rotation of crops, regardless
of their past failures, and past and present
market value, others are saying this won't’
pay, that I have tried and lost money ; it
is With difficulty that I -can piy Tbjdfcbffi'
fur family sippliofr, in4 keep the "Sheri if*
from the door.
[Almost every congressional district of
our State has its different money crops in
addition to those grown for home cons imp
i tion of the family and his domestic animals.
There are certain quite well established
i rule? which those farmers whom we observe
! succeed best in their pursuit invariably fol
low :
First. Ample provision in grain, meat’
! and grapes for home consumption, and a
little to sell if possible.
Second. That money crop, be it corn;
wheat, tobacco, peanuts of cotton, which is ‘
best adapted to my land, and the one which'
from past experience I aui the most expert
in cultivating and managing.
We have seen during the past year ai~~
most total ruin to men who owned land and
teams, and were free from debt at the be
ginning of the year. A money Crop of
cotton or peanuts was planted, both of
which are very expensive to gruff, Sod the'
result is that partial failure of the crop? ancF
low prices have left them without a dollar
to pay for labor the present year, po corn1
in tho crib, no meat io the Smoke house,
with a balar.-Se in some cases due the com
mission merchant who sold their crops, hav
iog advanced mosey to prepare and move'
the crop to market and paid orders for sup
plies. Their eggs were ail in one basket.'
The reverse of this is equally fatal to suc
cess ; too many crops, and not enough of
any one to make it a speciality, and in the '
multiplicity some are neglected, causing
los3 of labor, time and money, which if
expended on another would have paid double
returns.
A rotation and system once adopted ot
cropping lands sliould not be hastily aban
[ doned, except the old one of antebellum'
| days, of cultivating double the surface of
poor land by scratching the surface, so
'common in tide-water Virginia.
Truckers and truck farmers cannot of!
course be expected to grow their own meat
and bread to a full extent; they are nearer '
market ; they use more fertilizers, and in !'
lieu of thirty to forty dollars per acre in
corn or wheat, they expect to realize several
hundred, since they frequently expend oner *
hundred per acre for seeds, fertilizers and
labors. . .
There is, perhaps, no State in the Union ■
which has a greater diversity of elimate aod
sot7 than our own, and nature has Set her
marks and fixed her limits, beyond Which
certain crops cannot be cultivated with
profit for a series of years. The Sandy '
pine lands of tide-water are dp more adapted*
to the profitable growing of clover and the '
grape, tbau the red lauds of Albermarle for
cotton aud peanuts
reanutg after the war became a money7
crop to quite an extent of country in tide- -
water Virginia anil North Carolina; it can’
never be a staple crop, or one of necessity, •
and is subject to so much uncertainty in
the growing and fluctuation in market value, -
that it has lost favor. Cotton away from'
the cotton belt proper, where soil saits and
season admits of its free development, is
not a source of profits Without going into
details, and from the above consideratidns,
it will readily bo inferred that each farmer '
can decide the question heading this article r
far lietler than your corre-pondent or tho ’
editor of the Fanner's Gazette. With freiP
and expensive labor difficult to obtain and '1
efficiently central, we1 must cultivate less
laud and make a larger yield per acre to * ;
succeed iu profitably growing . any crop, ■
aud either singly or by combination of
of neighbors take advantage of Itbor-sav- -
mg agricultural machinery. The same''
taxes and labor are expended on an. aepe of*
laud producing ten bushpis of tyb^t or ’
twenty of com; as it' the product was don
bled, and quite recently at our-seig^l^prjhood 1
agricultural club; it was decided to be that
true policy to put the same laboeKnd tna- •
uure on one-half the surface formerly .cul
tivated, aud give extra attention to deep
plowing, aud iuct easing the depth of the
soil. We see repeated reports ;froattfiftyT
acres of cultivated lands in certain StotrrtJ
with labor nearly double that, w$4®hlN->
pay, yielding several thousand dollar*'k-r
come clear, while we 2nd in our Sftjt four'
or dec times,the same area, givingi»u profit
and barely paying taxes and affording sub
sistence. If the oorrect explanation ef this*-"
is not given above, more thsrn Stf thp-ndture
and value ct crops grown-; will s*£k
your readers throw light on the
through your columns—lYattst
Fanner's Gazette.
Old ribbons will look quite
washed in cool suds made of fine •
ironed when damp. * ’ * .
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