The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1847-10-02

est crop of clover in the country, and will
soon be fit for the scythe.
CLOVER. And no thanks to me- for YOU
made me what lam, 10y that magnificent COW
erlng ofcompost by which ! was Utterly bur
led alive. 1.-THE season remains favorable, !
can promise you two tons of bay per acre
the first crop, one ton per acre the second,
aud capital aftermath for your dairy, and if
that won't yield you profit, why then quit,
and go fishing!
q. Cows IN Pasture. SYKES. Well, Fan
ny, Kitty and Judy, what have you done with
Cows-Oh! he lies under yonder hedge,
complaining ii is easier to lie dOton Ha3, 10 rise,
aud thinks it hard to have TO accompany us
twice to the yard when we go to be mlkod--
indeed he will soon he too fat to he healthy
SYKES. We'll ! think you all live in cloy-
or, and the return which you make Of ten
pounds of butter each per week. is II proof
of your gratitude for good treatment.
Cows. We are very happy, and the prov
CRIB says, "withOut comfort you can't make
butter" But our happiness is owing to
your excellent care Of us, especially in divi-
ding our pasture into three compartments,
and changing us oitcn--f men were but
sensible oftle advantage this is to the dairy
their cows would not he compelled to lie in
the same pasture until the very atmosphere
is contaminated with their filth: the milk
would keep longer, and the butter would not
be so soft in hot weather, TO say nothing of
the b!Ring circumstance of about two pounds
ofbutcr week from each COW, in favor of
your plan.
SYKES. Well, | never heard cows talk so
reasonable before! and wish YOU would read
Grabb lecture upon Dairying; but unless he
is the mercst idiot alive, Inc must sometimes
have heard aud read, and felt the rcproach-
iul looks and low nurmurings Of his poor
half starved animals in the garlicky meadows
below, but he is sunk so low that it must be
up hill work for him, ! know.
l. Sheep. SYKES. 1t is remarkable tIat
Just as had determined to dispose of my
Leicester, and purchase sheep of Il smaller
breed, more suitable for short pastures, that
Farmer Grabb should decide upon parting
with his Southdowns,o ON the principle, that as
sheep is sheep You know, (glancing his eye
nj Frank,) large one must he more proiita-
bic than n small one" FraHk-lIhnt' q
capital hit at mel | shall never forget the
lesson which | have been taught)-so our
exchange was no robbery.
SuEEr. To us it was, call tothcr way"
MS Farmer Ashfeld says, but Grabb's sheep
declare it was robbery; for they have been
robbed of the means Of existence.
SYKES. To me it has been advantageous,
and has proved the truth of the calculation
on proporlioning sheep stock to land-"Thc
same land which carried ndifierenlly, forty
five long wooded sheep, maintained in good
plight one hundred and fifty Rylnnds." | am
therefore satisfied with the exchange.
:. SYKES. But here comes the Horses,
We'll, my beauties! why, where are We going
in that troicsome mood?
lloRsEs--Oh, we have eaten our supper,
and are now going to rest in the upper pas
turc: we say to rCSt-farncr Grahb's horses
90 10 labor for as they get no food in the sta
bic after their days work, they are compcll-
ed TO gather their supper before they feat it.
and hard work it is, with n bite so short; and
after laboring ut the plough all day, and all
night at a short bite, It's no wonder that it
cost him more in whips than in corn. We
shall therefore he ready by break of day for
whatever you will put us to, for "wth horses
who are kept above their work, their labor is
play"
SYKES. Well but take care now, and if
you meet Grabb's horses down the road,
don't 90 to play with them, for they have
something more scrious,to think Of lIalloa!
where did that groan come from? ''Aud yet
another and another" as the man says in the
play. OH tits only the hogs, who have over
eaten themselves again; this is butter making
day, and they are always little uneasy after
that.
Hoes. And so would you be, if you had
swIled as we have;but your men have no fee /.
ling for poor dumb brutes!
BY this time Sykes had reached his house,
and entered, singing the last verse of that
fine old song, "No glory covet;" it runs thus
allow vainly through infinite struggle and
strife,
The many their labors employ!
Since all that is truly delightful in life,
Is what, ifthey will, may enjoy"
SYKES. Well, wife, your elegant supper
table looks very inviting!
WIFE. Frank get your fathers slippers.
SYKES. And my bettcrmoSt "Blousc,"] !
mean now to crest and be thankful" And |
Frank, after supper, aud while your mother
aud sister arc "plying their needles, you shall
read TO us "Tho Yellow Shoe strings" which
l read when ] was boy; and to the golden
rule contained in that little book, "Notbng |
is impossible to Il willing mind,"I owe the
chiefbessings ofmy Iife," don't wife?
WIFE. Well, confess that lift had not
been for your perseverance, the difficulties
which opposed our union would never have
been surmounted, s. thst guess would have
been unfortunate for both ofus.
SYKES. Well, after that, think we may
go to supper!
FRANK. Thank you, father, these stories
will make "A beautiful pair of portraits ana
shall be preserved hy me with gratitude to-
gether with those beautiful lines which YOU
gave me yesterday and which have since
been continually in my thoughts
For every evil under the sun
There is remedy, or there is none;
Ifthere be one, try to find it,
fthere be none-never mind 1t.
*The French rrock, most convenient and
suitable dress for farmers.