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spring I paid one dollar a bushel for seed — planted on good 

 pasture land plowed tlie previous fall, manured with the gua- 

 no and superphosphate. The bushel of seed produced over 

 thirty bushels, most of them the ugliest looking potatoes I 

 ever saw, lots of them averaging over eighteen ounces each. 

 John, of Patmos, saw in one of his visions, " a beast with 

 seven heads and ten horns." None of my Chenangoes had 

 horns, as I am aware of, but a large portion of them had 

 as many as seven heads. Wishing to send two barrels of 

 them to a friend in Boston, I dug ten bushels, and picked 

 over at least eight bushels of them to get one bushel of 

 decent shaped ones, such as I was willing to give away. — 

 From August till Christmas, we have been in the almost 

 daily use of them, and have not yet found the first rotten 

 Chcnancro. 



