The Sun.
London, England, 1858-08-31 00:00:00

usually about a mile or a mile and a half apart in
districts as well settled as this. In this manner
counties, towns,* and farms are laid out almost in-
variably in squares and rectangles. Farms usually
occupy either 40, 80, 120, or 160 acres, the last
number constituting a section ; but of course tbcre
are some individuals who own many sections. wal-
worth county is one of the most thoroughly cultivated
in the State, and there is scarcely any forest left within
it. The price of land ranges from $2O to $7O per
acre. New settlers generally prefer rich prairie laud,
because it is so soon brought under cultivation, and
it therefore commands a high price. Old settlers,
however, always prefer a wooded farm, as the land
is better for pasturage, and more productive fer
everything but corn. Of course a farm on the edge
of a prairie, and including a portion of "oak
opening," is the most desirable of all. Unlike the
prairies of Illinois, ours do not cover the State, but
are scattered over it ; in some parts of Wisconsin
the country is even hilly. Our own farm is an
opening (wooded country), and extends to the edge
of Big Foot Prairie, which is only some ten miles
across. The neighbouring farmers are chiefly miles
English and Welsh origin, and have been formerly
settled in different parts of the Eastern States, but
have been induced or compelled to come out here,
and, after several years of pretty arduous
have been enabled to establish comfortable homes-•'
but no more. If any one can renounce
all hope of growing rich, is blessed with health,
and enjoys hard labour, it is well enough to fares
it west ;' but it is scarcely the life to fascinate Me.
Yet there is a strange sort of idyllic pleasure in or'
veying a hundred acres of land, one's undivided owns
and in ordering the seed-time and the harvest, sulr
ject only to the seasons and to God !" My corral'
pondent adds .that there is every prospect of SO
abundant harvest in Wisconsin.
I must add a small quota to the stock of American
literature known in Europe. The usual annual con'
veutions of coloured people were held in different
parts of New England on August 1, the anniversary
of Jamaican emancipation, and the proceedings were
in many cases highly amusing as well as highly CO'
loured. A friend in Boston sends me a newapsPer
containing the following touching ballad, sung at the
New Bedford Convention. Pleasantry apart, 401
looking rationally at the artless language employeut
there is a deep meaning, as well as sentiment, in tile
song. I quote one verse only
I heard Victoria plainly say,
If we would all forsake
Our native land of slavery,
And come across the Lake,
That she was standing on the shore,
With arms extended wide,
To give us all a peaceful home
Beyond-the rolling tide.
Farewell, Old Master!
That's enough for me—
I'm going straight to Canada, _

Where coloured men are free."
The words and air (they were sung to the tune 01
" Susannah") may provoke a smile ; but there Is 11
saddening shadow for a citizen of the United State.
in the closing words, " Where coloured men are
free !" “ of
A more ambitious composition was a " poem „.
about 150 lines, writen by a Mr. Perry, of which tt'
following is a good specimen brick. Ido not Imo"
whether it is epic, lyric, or dithyrambic :
" The polluted grasp of the miscreant Taney,
Who boldly instigated on the many
Judges of the Court Supreme to make a law,
Such as the world before had never saw.
All men are born both free
And equal.
Here would they see near three
Million souls in chains ;
And one, the nominally free,
Despotism reigns
Triumphantly supreme,
With the indignities which all have seen,
Emanating from lands where Liberty has never beell•,,„‘
For the edict of the recreant Taney had gone forth, ,1"-
if in caverns found were they,
Come forth they must without delay, ,
Because they had no rights that white men must °WY'
I have read less sensible poetry than even this.
* It is scarcely necessary to say that the American tOO
corresponds rather with the French commune titan with sw
English town. It is a political—or, better, civil—WO.