The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-11-03
Two Kinds of Farmers.


Forrest Moreland, of Heuvelton, N. Y,
in writing to the Country Gentleman says
The farm Of the careless, slotbful, igno-
rant farmer, is separated from that of his
more intelligent neighbor by boundaries
more plain than line fences Mr.. A., while
driving poor team attached to an inferior
drag by malicious harness which had al.
ready taken its revenge on the poor ami
mails by calling in numerous places, sud
denly strikes stone and breaks the drag
long since deserving pension for previous
injuries. To quote Mr.. AS own words,
"This is just my luck" In fact, as fast
as his tools grow old from too much expo
sure to the weather and lack of suitable
care, it is just his luck to have them break
ing when he is in a hurry. This, by no
means uncommon accidedt, furnishes re-
spite for the horses and journey to Mr..
As favorite haunt-the blacksmith s
shop.
Passing farmer BIS well fenced aud
highly cultivated farm, he observed several
young men also engaged in preparing the
soil and sowing grain, but in quite a diff
ferent style. One is driving well-kept
team hitched to the cultivator on which he
is riding. 1t is an improved implement,
which has frequently caused Mr.. A. to
wonder 'why on airth Mr.. Il. wanted to
pay so much for cultivator when drag
is Jest as good" The cultivator leaves the
ground in good condition for the improved
grain drill seen in another portion Of the
fold; still another invention, as Mr.. A.
unintains, for making lazy farmers. He
"alers believed in larnin' boys to SOW by
hand, as their fathers and grandfathers did
before them" Mr. AS boys left him years
ago to learn trades. 1t was easier for the
devout Hindoo to pass the lines of caste
Chan for Mr.. A's boys to overcome their
fathers overweening confidence in the ag-
ricultural lore of the past, or pass the
boundary lines that separated their condi-
ton from that of the more fortunate sons
of Mr.. B. boundary lines that hedged
them in, warping their very souls, until
they were driven in disgust from vocation
they should have learned to love-
The substantial fence that separates Mr..
AS farm from that of Mr.. BIS, is second
only to the strong line of contrast that sep
arsted them to their farthest extent, On
the one hand, farm well laid out and con-
venient in all its arrangements; a farm well
titled and susceptible of the highest culti-
vation. On the other hand, farm that
was never permanently laid out but, is laid
out anew, year after year, to suit the con-
Yeniences and varying taste of the owner.
Variety is the spice of life, and Mr. A..
(has only to look at his farm, and the view
there has so much variety in it) should make
him feel quite spicy. The variety in the
shapes of his different fields is simply as
tonishing. His fields are regular and ir-
regular. No two of his fields are alike. In
one the stones have broken his plow and
his drag; have worried his team and his
tesinster year after year. "But, says Mr..
A., 1T never did pay to give that ere field
any extra work /; it don't give half crop
anyway" The result is that the stones
get permanent letting alone. In another
there is an obvious want of understanding,
and Mr.. A. has 'ibearn somethin' some
where bout underdrains, but never really
did believe in this ere fancy farmin." Mr..
AS farm is devoid of all that pleases the
eye or pocket Of the intelligent farmer,
for his crops are SO poor that they do not
pay for even his poor cultivation. Seasons
are getting awful:onsartin, says Mr.. A. f;
in fact, seasons do not seem to be as good
for Btr. A.'s farm since he began selling his
hay and grain instead of feeding it on the
farm. Mr.. A. is a practical (s) farmer.
Men Of his stamp are found in every farm
ing community. They have been unfortu-
nately placed on farms, and they stay
there. The world moves they do not