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and does everything at the proper time. It is not drudgery ; it is not 

 servitude ; it is cheerful and free. It rises with the lark, when the dew 

 is on the lawn, and begins as merrily the labors of the day. It retires 

 at evening like the setting sun, peaceful and serene, after the accomplish- 

 ment of its appointed task. Industry is labor, guided by intelligence and 

 prompted by free will. It is a sure staff by which all men may walk, by 

 which the farmer must. The warrior wins glory and renown by a single 

 battle. The merchant fills his coffers by a single venture. The miner, 

 sacrificing health, comfort, and repose, amasses wealth in a few months. 

 But the tiller of the soil, by slower and surer processes, aims to better 

 his condition. His labors distribute themselves throughout the year. He 

 lives and enjoys himself as he goes along. His hope and expectation is, 

 to make the years' ends a little more than meet, to find his farm im- 

 proved in condition, his stock enhanced in number and quality, his house 

 better furnished, his family better clad, his debts, if he has any, some- 

 what reduced, and perhaps, his capital at interest a trifle augmented. 

 He ventures cautiously, manages economically, accumulates gradually. 

 To such a man, industry is the very handmaid of prosperity. Though 

 the seasons may be backward — though wet and drought may impair his 

 crops — though disease may infest his cattle — though the rust may blight 

 bis harvest — though prices may be low and the market dull — still indus- 

 try cheers him on — "Sovereign o'er transmuted ills;" still his course, 

 guided by her, is forward and upward, and he carries the whole circle of 

 the virtues with him. 



The farmers should also he skilful. The condition of the arts gene- 

 rally, marks the progress of civilized over savage life. As light dawns 

 upon the head and hearts of nations, they advance in Agricultural know- 

 ledge, and as this science is cultivated, society uniformly progresses in 

 refinement, intelligence and social elevation. Not many years since, a 

 few implements of agriculture were sent out to a company of Mission- 

 aries established among the Hottentots, near the Cape of Good Hope. 

 Permission was obtained from the swarthy king of the tribe to make an 

 exhibition of the working of the Plow — and his majesty, with his royal 

 family and chief officers, consented to be present and witness the spec- 

 tacle. Arrangements were made accordingly. The novelty of the scene 

 attracted a great crowd of idle and ignorant natives. It was the first 

 time a plow had broken the soil of that ancient realm. One of the Mis- 

 sionaries held the plow, and drove the team after the American fashion j 



