Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1855-03-24

modern poets and poetry. What siiouiu a
farmer know critically of such things Ii l
were only in those fields-if the conversation
could be made to turn upon crops or cattle
then should feel quite at home" | finally
nointed out n field Of wheat, and remarked that
It was very fine The lady observing it, said,
Sir. ! think it is too thin--i, common fault
this season, as the seeding was late. Those
drills" she added, turning to her husband for
confirmation, "cannot be more than ten
inches apart, and You see, sir, ground is not
| completely covered-twelve and even fifteen
inches is ROW preferred for width OF drills, and
two bushels of seed to the acre will then en-
tircly cover the ground, on good land, so you
can hardly distinguish the drills"
If the goddess Ceres had appeared with her
Sheaf, or her cornucOpia, | could not have been
taken more by surprise. \ lady descanting
on the acjdth Of ocheat drills and the quantity
Of seed!
81 will try her again." said |, this may be
chance shot ; and remarked i'll reference to
field of pIowed ground we were passing, that
it broke up in great humps, ahd could hardly,
be put in good tilth "We have much clay
like this" she replied, "and formerly it was
difficult to cultivate it in q tillage crop but
since the Introduction of CRosKrL's Clod
Crusher they will make the most beautiful tilth
on these lands, and which are now regarded as
among the best wheat lands"
The conversation turned on cattle. She
spoke of the best breed of COWS for the pail
Ayrshires and Devons told me where the best
cheese was made-Cheshire the best butter
| ireland where the best milk-maids were to
| be found-Wales
ooh " said /, al was mistaken ; this
| charming, intelligent woman, acting so natural
and una tfected, dressed so neat and so very
plain, must be farmers wife and what a
| help-mate he has in her yes, single brace
let clasps a fair, rounded arm-that's ALL"
The train stopped at York. No sooner had
my travelling companions stepped upon the
| platform, than | noticed they were surrounded
! by half dozen servants men and women-the
men in full livery 1t turned ont to be Sir
JOHN and Lady H. This gentlemen, | learn
ed was one of the largest land proprietors in
| Berkshire, and his lady the daughter OF a noble
man, a peeress in her own right but her title
! added nothing to hcr-She was noble woman
without it.
1t is part of our task to excel III horticul-
| ture, in which female tact and skill must aid
| us. We must embellish our homes : we must
make them sweet and pleasant homes. The
brave old oaks must be there, the spacious
lawn with its green sward, and the fruit
orchard and the shrubbery, and the roses, and
the vines festooned and trained about the bal
comics Even the birds will think that sweet
home, and will come and sing and make melody,
as though they would "teach the art to initiate
man"
Such a home would be entdlted to our
children, and to their chidren-not by statute
laws of entail, but by a higher law, the law
of nature-through the force of sympathy
the associations of childhood.
" The orchard the meadow the deep tangled wildwood,
And every loved spot which my infancy knew"
These will hold them to it-these early
memories-which we should take care to deepen
with q binding and indissoluble tie.
Talk not, then, 0 you fathers and mothers
to your sons of forensic fame-of Senatorial
halls-of the distinction of professional life
or the gains aud emouments of commerce
1t is not for our class, surely, to furnish more
recruits to this hazardous service in which so
many of the country have already been lost
lost to any useful purpose of living-themselves
miserable from hope deferred that makes the
heart sick-or disappointed of the objects of
life, have become overwhelmed by bankruptcy
and ruin Gre to gour sous the pursuit of
WASHINGTON, who gloried in being a FARMER.
The field and the council chamber he sought
from duty but his farm at Mount Vernon,
where he wisely directed the plow, from choice
and pleasure.