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V Wuiex. rMitmr. ottiiw on Market street, l'te. n S.Ton.1 and Third, oyer fi ivt-dffire. O. N. WORIiEX. Yo(.rk-tor. The Soul's Refuge. Draw nigh lo the Holy, Bend low at His throne; There, penitent, lowly, Thy sinfulness own. There, there, if thou yearnest For pardon and rest, There, fervent and earnest, rrcfer thy request. Confess thy backsliding, Thy weakness and fears ; In Jesus confiding. There pour out thy tears : Think not He will scorn thee. Though wretched thy ease ; His hand will adorn thee With garments of grace. More precious than treasure. More wast than the sea. His lowe has no measure Nor limit to thee. His easy yoka wearing, His pleasure abide; Jo all thy cross bearing. He'll walk by thy side. Fear not the wild clangor That Satan may raise, So God's righteous anger But pass from thy ways. "W hom Christ has forgiven Goes safely along. Till in the high heaven He sings the new song. Then knee to the Holy, Bend low at His throne; There, penitent, lowly. Thy sinfulness own : There, Soul ! if thou yearnest For pardon and rest. There, fervent and earnest, Prefer ihy request. Th.M'Kcllib. Old Haids, Blessings on them ! We love to con Terse with a lady vrho has been denounced i an old maid, by the ignorant and nWt less. She is kind, substantial, intelligent, orrect We know of but few maiden ladies who have not superior intellects. Beau tiful to gaze upon, they may not be but they bare mental beauty that cannot fade, that will glow with more freshness as time dims the rosy flush of youth." What ladies set up business for themselves and make money ? The unmarried. Who arc our lest female authors? Old maids. Few men appreciate them few 6tudy their characters, and consequently the most tal ented of the female sex remain in a single state. They have more respect for them selves than to flatter or receive flattery. They will not put themselves forward to catch a beau, or do any mean thing but they silence the ill-bred and foppish, who denounce them as old maidish, when for sparkling wit, for mental accomplishments and real worth, they far, far outstrip the butterfly belles that hang so languidly on the arms of simple fops. We repeat, blessings on the heads of old maids. If there arc women wc should respect and love, they arc these. You will find them beside tho couch of pain and in the haunts of distress. They are moved by j.ity, and never withhold their sympathies and their aids. But for them, Low many a heart would be checr!c;a bow many an aching bead remain ua soothed. They go forth like God's min istering angels, wherever the footprints of poverty can be found, or consumption's fatal arrow has been sent, and light with joy the heavy heart, and carry peace and consolation to the abode of sorrow. Never speak a word of disrespect against an old maid. She is an honor to her acx. Wc could not spare her from our sin-polluted and afflicted world. Think of her virtues in your heart, and ever have a cheerful word and pleasant smile for her. Home Industry. A friend in Hanover has sent us a spec imen of a shingle, the production of female labor. It is of the best quality, regularly drawn, and "as straight at a shingle." It appears that the Virginia women in that region, having found that the men are not quick enough in establishing home indus try, have determined to set them an ex ample, and two of them in Hanover young, of handsome figure, and full of spirit having been reduced by necessity to self dependence, have taken hold of the saw, axe, and drawing knife, and get, up on an average, 6,000 shingles a week. We are desired to gay that, if there be any bachclora in this city who desire their bouses covered, (bachelor editors not ex cepted,') they can be furnished with any quantity by forwarding their orders to the Misses Christian, near the Slash Cottage, Hanover. Just think of being shingled by the ladies, and that too of the land of Clay, Henry, and other worthies. Rich. K'mlliai' The Nervous Gentleman. REMINISCENCES BY AN ENGLISH PHYSICIAN. The most troublesome patient which a medical man can possibly have, is a nerv ous, fidgety, Lypocbonarchical gentleman; ana WCTO It not mat SUCn puueuus are ratucr prolllablc, tUC mcmDCrS 01 tnc meuicai pro- a great outcry upon . j; i anl, nA nerves and "JC SUIIJCCC, SHU UUTVB au wouu ,,1 instead of being at lon(jc,i witu crcat eravity, and prescribed " fe - fc J i for Wltn great rcjrulanty, the " ordinary ,. . J; . , medicine eiven consisting of bread pills rolled in magnesia,and effervescing drau'ts of ad libitum, according to the patient : credulity and purse. I am a retired phy sician now, so I can afford to be a little candid now and then. Nearly twenty years ago, there lived in Bloomsbury Square one of my best patients, by name Augustus Brown. Mr. Brown was a gentlemen of compc. tent independence, and of a literary and virtuous turn of mind. At about forty years of age, he began to study medicine a little, and to take care of his health a great deal. He bought medicine books, prowled about the wards of hospitals, and made himself as unhappy as any comfor table, middle-aged, single gentleman could wuh to be. I learned these particulars of bim from a friend who recommended him to me. When I was first called to attend him, not knowing that his diseases were all im aginary, I was quite taken in for about a quarter of an hour or so. I found him lying on his back on tho Wa, the room darkened, and he was groaning in an extremity of anguish. turned to his housekeeper, who had mar shalled me in, and said : What is the matter with Mr. Brown? He heard me, and called out : What is the matter the matter ? Oh ! oh ! oh 1 I advanced towards him. and said. I am sorry to find you so indisposed, sir. Oh 1 oh 3 oh 1 was his only answer. Perhaps, I continued, you will have the kindness to describe your symptoms. After a few preparatory groans, he com menced,! oh J oh 1 ah ! you'll scarcely believe it, but look at my leg ; down to my ankle;I mean. Oh I oh ! oh ! horrible, horrible. I cast my eyes down to his ankle, and to my surprise, saw that it was tied fast by a silk handkerchief to the leg of the sofa. What is this for? I said. You may well ask oh ! oh ! Whatever may be the matter with your ankle, I shall undo this most unsurgical and very improper bandage. Wretch ! he cried, would you destroy me? Destroy you? Yes. What dependence have I, if I am not ticd,what hold upon the world have I? What do you mean ? said I. Listen, he said. WclL I am too uoht. Too light? Yes. Pray, sir, explain yourself. You know why a balloon goes up ? Yes, surely. Why? Because it is lighter than an equal bulk of air. Very good. Well but, sir, how does that Apply to me, you would say, Doctor ? Exactly. This way. I am lighter than an equal bulk of air, and if I was not tied down, whiff I should go up up up ! Oh ! it's dreadful! oh! oh! ah! lie always put in the ah ! as if he had been suddenly seized with some dreadful pain, and it really had a most comical effect. I now saw through tho case in a mo ment, and said, are you sure you arc not mistaken ? Mistaken! he cried. Yes. You ought to know better. A friend of mine told me you were a very clever man. What! suppose now, I said, you were to allow me to undo this handkerchief. Up I should go ! he roared, and if the window was open out I would sail. Indeed, I said. Yes, he continued ; I have a very slight hold upon the earth. For some days I found myself getting lighter, until at last yon see I am forced to tie myself down,oh! oh! Suppose I hold your collar, said I.while the handkerchief is taken off. I don't mind, he replied, just to con vince yon. I therefore held his collar with one hand, and unbound the handkerchief with the other. Look there, do yon see ? he said, look at my leg, and he poked his leg up as high as he could. But you could put it down, said I. j No, no. J LEWISBDEG, UNION Oh! yes you could. I've let go your collar. There, you see, But I'm holding on, you perceive, and it's no little exertion. I begin to think you don't understand my case. Oh ! yes, I do, said I; you must have course of prcponJcraling pills. What ? he cried, suddenly dropping his leg- Preponderating pills. I never heard of them. Very likely. But, my dear sir, he exclaimed, bolting up-right. Dear me, Mr. Brown, I said, you are better. No, I ain't oh ! oh! ah! Well, I can remedy your disease. You can ? Yes, by the preponderating pills. They will increase my density, I sup pose, by contracting tho the absorbents. and so on. Exactly. Astonishing ! My dear sir, you arc the only medical man that ever understood my case, and last year, when I was grad ually V1TBIFYISO Gradually what ? Turning into a kind of porcelain Oh! Well, I went to Abcrncthy, and what do you think he did the fool ! I shook my head. What, he told me to squat down like Chinese, and try and have some odd colors burnt into me, so that by the time I was finished, I should be a respectable manda rin for an old China closet. Indeed ! Yes ; and when I remonstrated he ac tually turned me out ! oh! oh ! ah ! I flattered mvself that 1 bad made a great hit in Mr. Augustus Brown's case. by my mention of the preponderating pills, and I was only astonished at the amount of credulity upon the subject 1 sent him some extremely mild pills, com posed of a common harmless drug, and waited the result with some degree of pa tience, and a considerable degree of expec tation. In a few days a message came to me to mar v ! 1 a so to Nr. jfrown imaeaiaieiy, iot no feared he was sinking fast. Sinking fast, said L Yes sir. Is he so weak ? Weak, sir ? Yes; you say he is sinking. Oh, it is because he is too heavy 1 Too what ? Too heavy, sir. Ridiculous ! Master says, sir, as he's got so heavy he's obliged to be on the ground floor. Tll him I'll be with him immediately. The boy who had come from Brown's departed and I felt myself thoroughly posed by this second extraordinary fancy of Mr. Augustus Brown. So much, thought I, for my extreme cleverness in inventing the preponderating pills. I however, lost no time m going to my eccentric patient. I found him in the kitchen, lying on his back, in the middle of tire floor, and groaning as nsual. Oh ! ah ! he cried, when he saw me, you arc come. Ma i on i an i Yes, I said, with difficulty repressing a smile; lam sorry to hear you arc not quite well, Mr. Brown. Quite well ! Oh ! oh ! ah I What is the matter now, sir? Oh, doctor, those preponderating pills. Oh ! oh I ah ! What of them, sir ? Thcv are too powerful. Much too strong, sh awfully strong. Too strong ? Yes, doctor ; they have driven me to the other extreme. Indeed ? Yes. Yon know how dreadfully light I was ; you naa, you reconcct, to now me from shooting out of the window. Hem ! said I. Well, do you know, be continued, I'm now altogether as dreadfully dense and heavy ? You see I'm forced to be on a ground floor, or eke I should go through the boards. Oh ! oh! ah! You must leave off the pills, said I. Ah, that's all very well, doctor ; but you see the mischief is done. - Here's a weight t So saying, up went his leg, and down again with a heavy dab. What do you think of my case now 7 he said. Here is a dreadful situation to be placed in. Heavier than lead horrible, horrible ! If I once begin, from my ex treme heaviness, to break through the crust of the earth,where shall I stop ? Oh! oh! ah! It's rather a serious case, said I; but there are remedies. Remedies ! yon bring me new life. Yes. You must take some anti-ponde rous draught, and be careful of your diet, Mydietf COUNTY, PENN., WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 6, 1851 Tsr.r.TKrrr.::7x.:7rj. Yes. What must I eat? Mutton, principally. Very good. Oh, doctor,you are a clever practitioner. I find you understand my case. You are the only medical man who ever took a sensible view of my situation. Oh! oh ! ah! ' Now, thought I, as I made up a draught of distilled water with some vegetable col oring matter, for Mr. Augustus Brown ; now I think I have managed this trouble some patient pretty well. Alas! how vain are human anticipations Just three nights after, I was rang up in the middle of my first sleep so violently, that I thought for a moment that the house must be on fire. I popped my bead out of window, and asked, Who's there ? Me, was the reply, a very usual one by the way, under such circumstances. Who's me? said I. with a laudable contempt at the moment for grammar. Please, sir, Mr. Brown's boy. Oh ! Mr. Augustus Brown 7 Yes, sir. Is he'light or heavy this time ? That's gone off, sir ! What, cried I, some new freak ? Please, sir, yes. Well what? Master, sir, says as how you must come directly, cos he's a going to be mebbtmo- rcssED. Eh? Merrtmofussetj, please, sir. Meny what? That's what he called it, sir. Just try and explain yourself, will you, my boy ? Why, sir, I think as he means he's go ing to be turned into rnmctkiug else. Oh! Metamorphosed. Something like that, sir, or some other wild animal. Tell your master Til be with him soon. The boy departed, and with great vexa tion, and which even the prospect of my fee could not subdue, I put on my clothes, and sallied out to soc Mr. Brown's meta morphosis. What put such a thing into his head I said I to myself. At least, my medicine is innocent this time. When I arrived at Bloomsbury Square, I found tho whole house in confusion, and I was shown into the drawing-room where sat Mr. Brown in a night-gown and slip pers. Good night, Mr. Brown, said I. He shook his head : Docter.oh ! oh ! ah ! Well, sir ? You have done it, at last f Done what ? Me, sir, me Augustus Brown, Esq. As how, sir? What directions did you give me when you were last nerc r xcs; now, uoni cavil. Certainly not. I told you to take the pills I would send to you. Well, sir ; and what else, sir ? I told you to attend to your diet But what did you tell mc to cat ? Mutton. Ah! Well, Mr. Brown, what of all that ? Mutton? Yes, mutton. Well, doctor, I have eaten mutton. I must havo taken mutton for breakfast, mutton for luncheon, mutton for dinner, mutton for tea, and, sir, I took mutton for supper. I could not, for my life, suppress a smile, and it put Mr. Brown quite in a rage. So, he cried, yon laugh, do you 7 Nay, my good sir Don't good sir mc you laughed sir. Very wclL Oh ! it's very well, is it? Well, doc tor, what do you suppose has been the re sult of all this mutton, eh, sir 7 I wait your answer. A great demand for sheep, said 1, smil ing. Don t smile, he cried. Well, then, seriously speaking, Mr. Brown, I do not apprehend any particular result 1 You don't Then I do. So I presume. But may I ask what, Mr. Brown? Yon may. Well, what, sir? Mi What? Hi Are yon mad, or joking? Neither, doctor, but I've eaten so much mutton that yon sec, as a natural result, I am in process of becoming a sheep. Mr. Brown, said I. Ma a a, he replied. Sir? Let me tell you, once for all X 7S unhappy victim I know it Ma a a Of self-delusion. Eh?. Self-delusion, I repeat, Mr. Brown. What, sir? You are a nervous hypochondriac, sir. I am no such thing, sir. You are, Mr. Brown. Your complaints arc delusions, the creatures of your own fancy. You don't understand my case, sir. Perfectly I do. You are a fool ! (I smiled) an idiot,sir ! Delusion, indeed ! Ma a a oh oh ah! (I laughed outright) Leave my house, ignoramus ! he cried. Thus ended my first connection with Mr. Augustus Brown, the nervous gentle man, whom, however, I attended formany years afterwards. JonN G. Saxe, a Lawyer and Whig Editor somewhere in Vermont, thus hits off (in a recent Collegiate Address) the grandiloquence of our "4th of July-ars;" Let Uie bold riceptie whs denies ear worth, J art baar It proved an any "Glorious Ponrth," When patriot toapus the thrilling tale n-hearss In rraod orations, or rvsoonUa verse; When poor John Bull beholds bis navies sink Before the blast, In swelling Soods of ink, And vents his wrath, till all around is blue, To see his armies yearly flogged anew ; While honest Dutchmen, 'round the speaker's Stand, Forget, for once, their dear-loir ed father-land ; And thrifty Caledonians bless the fate That gives then freedom at so cheap a rate, And a clear ritrht to celebrate the day, And not a bautx-e for the boon to pay; And Gallia's children prudently relieve Their banting boeoms with as lend a "vive" For " r Ameriqne" as when their voices swell With equal glory for " la bagatelle;" And ardent pons of Krin'e blessed Ile Grow patriotic in the Celtic style. And, all for friendship, bruim aach otlier'a eyes, An when St Patrick claims the sacrifice; While thronging Yankee, all intent to hear As if the speaker were an auctioneer, Swell with the thorns, till every mother's soa Feals all hi eeamtry's magnitude his own. The Potato in Ireland. In a work entitled "Annals of the Fam ine in Ireland," by Mrs. A. Nicholson, wc find the following interesting extracts. The writer traveled through Ireland during the famine of 1847, 1848, and 1S4U, and what she says is from actual observation : ATTACHMENT TO THE POTATO. A brother of Theobald Mathew had planted a field of twenty-seven acres, in almost certain faith that they would not be blasted ; for weeks they flourished, and promised to yield an abundant crop. The poor people in the neighborhood were blessing the good God for the beautiful patch of the "kind gentleman," and seemed as happy as though they were rip ening for their own use. They have been known to go and look into the field, and take off their hats, and in humble adora tion bless the name of God, for his great mercy in sending them the potato again. This was their usual practice when they saw a field looking vigorous. But in one night the spoiler came this beautiful field in the morning had, in isolated spots, the withering touch of the fatal disease. In a few days the rich extensive crop would not pay the laborer for his toil in gathering it. All was over, and in silent despondency each one submitted to the stroke. The "still small voice" seemed to say, "Be still, and know that I am God." It was something for which man could n t reprove his brother ; and he dared not ret proach his God. "And what," said an old woman, sitting by her vegetable stall, "would become of us miserable bodies, if God Almighty had sent the blast on us and left the potato 7" This was in the Autumn of 1845, when but a partial failure took place the blast had not yet fallen on man ; but it did fall, and swept them down as grass before the mower's scythe, yet not one of the victims, through long months of starvation, was heard to murmur against God. They thanked bis holy name, both when they saw the potato grow in luxuriance, and when they saw it dried, as by a scorching heat It was one of the most touching, striking features of tho famine, to sec a family looking into a withered pateh,which the day before looked promising, and hear the exclamations of wonder and praise, weeping and thanksgiving, mingled to gether, "He's sent the blast, blessed be his holy name." "His blessed will be done and we'll all dic with hungcr,and praise God we're all poor sinners," &o. They literally and practically carried out the principle of one in ancient days, who said, "Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him;" for though year after year tbey saw the root on which they and their fathers had lived, melt away, yet they could not be persuaded but that the good God would give them the potato again ; and in 184G-7-8-9, when each successive year had pro duced the same if not worse effects, they yet persisted in saving, oftentimes by stealth, some part of a sound potato, to keep it from the hungry mouths of their children, that they might put it in the ground, and "Praise God we will have the potato again," would be the persevering reply to all expostulation. So wedded are they to this root, that notwithstanding many know and deeply feel that it has been their rod of oppression, yet they emphati cally "kiss the rod, and Him thathath ap pointed it," and could a decree now go forth that the potato should be restored to its pristine soundness and health, and that the present generation and their posterity for ever should feed on this root exclu sively, and have work six days a week, at fourpence or sixpence a day, there would be a universal jubilee kept through moun tain and glen, and bonfires from hill top to bog would extinguish the light of moon and star, for many a joyful night And let it be expected by those who would do good to Ireland, and elevate her in the scale of being, that it will be many a long year before the sickle will be as joyfully and heartily worked as the spade. This spade has a thousand associations, entwin ing in aud about the hearts of parent and child, which no other instrument of hus bandry can claim; it has cut the tnrf that lighted up the mud-wall cabin, and boiled the "blessed potato ;" it has dug the pit in front of the cabin for the duck pond, it has piled the raunurcheap at the comer, mountain high ; it has planted the ridge which furnished their daily bread ; it has made the ditch, and repaired the road; it has stood by the hearth or door through many a dark aud stormy night, to guard the little stack for the cow against the tithe gatherer ; it has been a fireside and field companion ; and above all, and over all,it has measured and hollowed out many a last sleeping bed for a darling child, a beloved husband or wife, and in the dark days of the famine it has often been the only companion to accompany the father, mother, husband, wife, or child, who has had the corpse of a hunger stricken rela tive in a sack or tied to the back, to con vey it to the dread uncoffined pit, where are tumbled, in horrid confusion, the star ved dead of all ages. The sickle has not that claim to the af fections of what is generally called the "lower order." It is more aristocratic in iU station and occupation. It Las been used in the hands of the poor, to reap down the fields of the rich "for nought ; it has cut the wheat and the barley for the tax-gatherer, the landlord, and the sur- pliced "hireling," who "reaps where he sowed not," and "gathers where he had net strewed." Jenny Llnd. JcncyLind's second concert at Roches ter, was as before fully attended, and gave general satisfaction. The premiums at the auction sale of tickets, amounted to $2,500, which goes to charities. Apropos we learn that Mad'lle Lind made her appearance on foot in the streets of Auburn several times, while in that city and because she could do so without the annoyance of a train of followers. She visited the prison, also, and was conducted through the shops, occasionally speaking encouraging words to tho convicts, who were permitted by the keeper, under the relaxation of the rules to reply. In one of the shops, a convict, aware of her pres ence, sent round a shaving among his fel lows upon which her name was written with chalk. The kind interest she exhibi ted in their behalf, seemed to touch the hearts of not a few of them. Mad'lle Lind also vbitcd Owasco Lake, famous for its echo. She sung the echo song there, and was enchanted with the precision with which her own notes came down to her. Albany Argus. An Incident. Yesterday morning a number of Cue looking Indians, men and women, were favored with an interview by Jenny Lind, in her apartments at the Eagle Hotel, where she sung several of her most admired songs, greatly to the delight of the children of the forest. The melody of the "Nightingale" was over heard in the street, and in a few minutes a crowd of several hundred pcoplo had col lected in front of the Eagle to catch as well as they might, her witching notes. Rock. American. A Scene In Court. "Were you present, and did you sec the prisoner at the bar strike Mr. Jones 1" asked an attorney of a witness in a recent suit. "Yes, sir-rec! I did'nt sec nothing else, an' he struck him a purpose too, for I seed him, I did, and I'm gwine to swear all about it, too, for he tried to buy me off for a dollar and seventy-five cents; but I just told him old Josey Rouse did'nt swear to no lies for a dollar and seventy-five cents, by a jug full, and if my edification war'nt worth two dollars, he might go to thunder, and I'd out with the whole story and more too if Jones wanted it Ugh ! a dollar and seventy-five cents! Old Jo Rouse hain't bought up for that money !" The Judge fainted. Be not Affronted at a Jest If one throw salt at thee, thou wilt receive no harm unless thou hast sore places. A philosopher in New Orleans has dis covered that much of the sickness in that town is owing to bad health. Volume Villi Wnmber 19. Whole Number 383. The Farmer. Frum the People'! Own. Drilling Wheat Messrs. Editors : Having a little leisure, and being desirous of saying some thing that would be of benefit to the Far mers of this county, I will Uko the pre sumption to intrude upon your columns, and the patience of your firmer readers for a brief space, whilst I shall endeavor to show them the advantages of Drill Has- bandry over the old system. In doing so, I am not actuated by the vain thought that I am wiser than my neighbors, but will merely say what I have learned from the truthful teaching of that sage instructor, experience. In England and in China, where the population is very dense, and where every inch of ground is cultivated to the best ad vantage, drilling is very fully and exten sively practiced. But we need not go so far from home for evidence of its superi ority. In our sister States of Pennsylva nia ami Delaware, it has been practiced for several years with signal success. In the counties of Lancaster and Chester in Penn'a, and in New Castle in Delaware, it has almost entirely superceded the old plan. And why ? Surely it must have some advantages over the old system, or those keen-eyed, money-saving farmers of Lancaster would not adopt it From Dr. Noble, of New Castle county, Delaware, where farming is carried to a greater per fection than perhaps anywhere else in the United States, we have published facts, sustained by the sworn certificates of dis interested persons, clearly showing tho superiority of drilling wheat over broad casting. The result of his experience was that, in his crops, averaging from 28 to 35 bushels per acre, the drillel wheat pro duced from 7 to 8 bu&huls per acre more than the broadcast But now to our experience. The writer of this, long since impressed with the idea that our old system of seeding wheat was radically wrong, was determined as soon as be could do so, to obtain adrilL This he did two years ago, and the result of his experience has fully confirmed him in his previously formed opinions. He reasoned in this wise : If we plant one grain of wheat, it should bring us one stalk, and that stalk one head, containing SO grains. Now this is low, for one grain almost in variably brings 3 or 4 stalks, and often many more. lut to show more clearly the strength of our position, wc will niako it as low as possillc. If then we get for every gram wc sow, one head containing o0 grains, we get 30 for 1. But is such the case in our old practice of sowing wheat ? No ! aud I am sorry to say very far from it I have, for a number of years, kept a regular account of my crops harvested, and tho seed sown to produce that harvest For 10 years, from 1S39 to 18 IS, inclusive, the average yield for wheat sown broadcast, has been 71 to I sown, which was 15 per acre, assuming 2 bushels to have been sown per acre. In 1843 it was as low as 5 to 1, and ia IS 18 as high as 11 to 1. Now if, as we have showu, 30 to 1 can be raised at tho lowest rate wc can put it, and our data show a yield of ouly 7 to 1, 1 ask where is the enormous loss ? Certainly the grea ter part of it is in tho manner of putting in the seed. When put in with the plow, some is covered so deep that the influence of the sun and air never roach it, and it rots. Some is put in so shallow that iu the winter it is frozen out, and also lost. Whilst but a small portion that happens to be in the right place remains to repay the husbandman for his arduous labor. But when planted with the Drill the case is different. Being planted at a regular depth, comparatively none is lost, and be ing in the bottom of the furrow, the action of the frost in winter tends to feed it with the crumbling earth,thereby cultivating it. My drilled wheat last year, that was un injured by the fly, from 1J sown per acre, produced me 15 to 1. Now this is consid erably above the broadcast This year it promises much better. I knew a lot last year which was drilled, that produced 22 to 1 sown, without manure. But the ad vantage of drilling is not only in the in creased proportionate yield, but also ia the saving of seed and labo. ,W lich is a consid erable item. In seeding 100 acres with the drill, you save from 50 to 75 bushels of wheat in the seed; you save the trouble of furrowing out your ground, of sowing your wheat, of shovel ploughs, and of the extra force required to shovel it in. With the drill, after the ground is ploughed and harrowed, one man, a boy and two horsed will put in 7 or 8 acres a day, and that can be done whilst the plows are going in some other fields. ; In conclusion, let me advise any Farmer who doubts what I have said, to procure a good drill and try it fairly not only once, but several times, and my word for it, ha will never quit it But my advice is, get
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