Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1840-04-23
From the Portland Aduertistr.

From the Portland Adueristr.
The Life Of the Husbandman.-"I am
true labofet, | earn that | eat, get that |
wear, owe no man hate, envy no mans
happiness: glad ofolher mems good, con-
tent with my farm, and the greatest Of my
pride is, to see my ewes Craze, and my
lambs suck."-Shahspears.
We have come to the conclusion, that
natures truest nohleman is the man who
earns his bread by the sweat of his face,
upon his own bought, and paid for pladta-
ton. An independent farmer may stand
upon his house top and say 10 himself, as
Selkirk did
am monarch Of all survey,
My right there is none 10 dispute
From the centre all round to the sea.
am Lord Of the fowl and the brute "
He is truly monarch-wi,h landed
title more secure than that of feudal Lord
or Baron-morc easily protected and pre-
served, not by deeds or valor, through the
shedding of blood, but by the lawful labor
OF the hands. His house is his castle, his
acres are his dominions. His gardens are
his parks, his grass plals his lawns and
his forests his groves. His cattle, sheep,
and poultry, are his subjects, aud he be-
comes at pleasure, either the execulioner
or the muIiplier Of such subjects. Tell US
if The king upon the throne has more pow
er worth possessing. His happiness, ne
know is less, as he increases his tolls. cares
and rowsin proportion as the culliva,ot
OF the soil dminishes his.
In the spring lime he sows, and in the
autumn he reaps. Providence has as
sured him that spring time and harvest
shall not fall and lie has The assurance
OF the Giver of every good and perfect
gilt, that as he sows, so shall he reap.
dis grounds are watered in the season Of
drought, with the rains aud dcws of heav-
en-, and in The damp season, the sun shines
to cheer, invigorale, and give PROMISE to
his abors. The severer tasks of the sum-
mer are succeeded by The lighter labors
of the winter. AS we have said, in the
words of William Shakespeare, he learns
that he eats, and gets that he wears"
and his philosophy is, that of the Shep-
crd who said that "good pastures make
fal sheep" lie may say truly, and with
al honest pride
eat my own Lamb,
My chickens and ham,
shear my own fleece and wear i'll
What could a man want more, and how
eau fnrmer, capable of enloylns life.
possessed Of his farm houses, his farm, and
his necessary implements of husbandry,
ever sigh for a residence within the en-.
closure OF a cily-ctoosing bricks and
mortar, for The elbow room of spacious
farm house, The smoke and dust of The
town for the village, the three or four story
brick f'ou.e, for the srauary or the hay
cock-the Purest air Of heaven, for the
atmosphere Of a thousand smoky houses,
and Ten thousand unwholesome brealhs
How could farmer make such choice
as this! We would pause fot reply,
dld we not know that the only answer
which could be devised, after a long sIu-
dy, would be the unsatisfactory one. tha,
something better was anticipated only
Tor It would be a miracle almost, for a
man to find himself happier, or in better
circumstances after change of residence,
from r the country tn the city. No, no.
The true Elysium--the real paradise on
earth, is the countryside green, fruitful,
beautiful country. The city for The task
master, and his hard working servant ;
but The country for man who wishes for
health and Observation-Disclosures and a
long life.
The ancient Romans venerated the
plough, and in the earliest, purest times oI
the Republic, the greatest praise which
could be given TO an illustrious character
was To- say that he was judicious aud
Industrious husbandman.