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I ever owned never would eat anything but corn and never seemed to 

 ^et enougli. It was the largest horse I ever saw. Your theory won't 

 stand, sir." The bystanders were evidently well pleased, but I little 

 suspected what a triumph was near. 



"I cannot help what you think, and can only give you my expe- 

 rience. But your horse must have got some other food, hay, clover, or 

 used hard lime water." " No, sir; cistern water and corn." "Well, all 

 I have to say is this: If the animal was as heavy and lived as you 

 say, I wonder his weight did not break his legs." "It did; one leg 

 broke by his weight. How is that?" exclaimed he. "That is just 

 what 1 have been trying to beat into your understanding. Bone is con- 

 stantly being exhausted and corn gives no bone supply." " You must 

 be right, then, for we examined into his ' carcase ' and the bones were 

 all like a sponge." 



And thus, like multiplying vilanies, these proofs do swarm upon 

 us. Yet those twin-brothers of ruin, ignorance and carelessness, lead 

 us forever in the same ruts. 



When one considers of only a few of the wastes and needless bur- 

 dens of society, the wonder is that there remains a tribe above the 

 Digger red men above ground. With thousands starving and millions 

 dropping into penury even a few abuses that exist waste more than 

 enough for all. Nothing saves the race but nature's wondrous liber- 

 ality. And yet we are fast doing our level best to exhaust that, with 

 only a few old antedeluvian Noachian " cranks " to comment on it. 



Mangels, turnips and the like, if fed with corn, enable the animal 

 to digest almost as much again. During the pomp of summer, while 

 nature is sending above ground all the various grasses, stalks, fruits 

 and flowers, she is quietly storing in these roots all the nourishing 

 qualities of her green things, the juices of fruits and the exquisite 

 boquet of her flowers. In them is the concentrated essences of 

 meadow, garden and orchard. 



In a great mangel one may imagine the consumate perfection of 

 spring, summer and fall seeding, growth and harvest. Then come the 

 leguminous expulse plants before named, all having their place, and 

 all should find infinite demand in this grandest region for manufactur- 

 ing flesh the world now has. There is nothing equal to diversified in- 

 dustries, but each should begin on the lowest planes and grow up by 

 reciprocity of demand and supply at home. Thus one nourishes the 

 other and all are connected by one beautiful chain, none owing boasted, 

 swollen, sickly importance, to petting, patronage and indirect robbery 

 of others. Each thus develops as the fiat of demand calls it, and 

 nothing is neglected or wasted. In this country the waste of material 



