Ponola [sic] weekly register. (Ponola [sic], Miss.) 1843-1843, 1843-07-01

Court House and new Methodist church
reamong the most elegant. The rap.
ids ofthe Ohio here extend 8 IL miles,
with fall Of "a feet. over solid bed
ofiimestone. These are passed except
in high water, through a!s.eamboat can't
al of about two miles in length, cot
through the solid rock, reminding US,
though without the length and depth,
of the deep cut ofthe Erie canal of Lock-
port.
Louisville has considerable trade,
and pretty largely engaged Ia hemp
manufactures, the whole process ofwhich
is BY machinery, driven By steam pow
er. Il is said that the manufacturing
Of cotton bagging does not cost over
three cents per yard. This may seem
very cheap, but u single power-loom
will weave $50 yards per day with one
hand to tend it, and all the other opera
tisns are equally facilitated With hemp
at IS per cwt., the manufacturer can
successfully compete with the imported
fabric, and even without . protective
duty, will soon drive the foreign article
opt Of the market.
CULTURE or Pooa Sandy SOILS II
KeNTUcEY.-Journeying from Louis
vile to Frankfort, Our attention was at
tracted upon thsroad TO burIy-heaIed
negro, with 4 long beard somewhat griz-
zled with. age, encased in stout cow
hide boots, hiekary-colored jean clothes,
and huge, white felt hat, the wide
brim cooked up before and behind in
military style, giving him rakish and
somewhat consequential appearance
He sat astride of the nigh OK ofhis team,
hitched on to one Of the smaller kind
OF Dutch wagons filled with corn in the
ear. and topped off with vegetables, and
fresh killed pigs and poultry '.fxlns"
Of various kinds, bound the Louisville
ket.
He Aourishel tall whip, which
wo. as thick as our arm, and braided
from hemp Of some six feet length
| fe sat him well, WIN a jaunty air, md
was cheering on his patient team by
singing in q Iugubroas tone, TO the pop
uIar old negro air of''Long time ago."
/ probably an unprecedented song, every
stanza Of which, in order TO take fresh
| breath, and give vent to tho exuberanee
Of his feeling, he would up in chorus
Of loud cracks OF hil whip.
'Den goin' down to Loudevillo,,
Long lime ago,
Where all de wagons chacky fill
! SIAM in row;
Crack crack crack!
"Ob pig and turkey chicken big,
Longtime ago,
Who neber more his foot he dig,
In garden OBJ Sambo;
Crack crack crack!
Here tie coach stopped 10 deliver q
| passenger while another took the ogpor-
tunity Of questioning our ebony serena
der.
$50 then sambo, you have garden
it seems?"
eyes, sartin, master give ne garden,
and one day week to work him.
'And what do you raise ,here!"
Here he handed cut sundry vegetables,
and among Others a huge carrot about
as big as his leg from the hip down mot
Including his foot thought measuring it
off with great pride.
"Pray how did you produce that?"
He placed his finger significantly up
oh his nose, and replied: "Masier think
him garden never grow nothing,' poor
dry soil; I wheel him on manure, work
him late, | work him arly."
As working slate and arly,' as san1bo
had it, when the dew is on the ground,
is the very philosophy OF tililng dry
soils, and IS our certain knowledge has
been the means ofdoubling crops in sew
eral instances, without any addition Of
fertilizing materials, we began now 10
listen to The colloquy with great interest.
"Sambo, you are genius to grow
such carrots. a scientific ngricullurist,
did you ever read Dayy or TaH?n