wealth in the Union ; and with agriculture its leading interest, why pursue a nar 

 row, picayune policy in its development ? No ; that is not the way. If the funds 

 of the society are not sufficient, compel, as you can do, your Legislature to give 

 you the means. This saving at the spigot, and losing at the bung, is no way 

 to perfection in agriculture. Try the thing, and my word for it, you will find it 

 pay. 



Planting and Pruning. — A most complete and conclusive article from the pen 

 of an accomplished master. It needs not a word of comment, only to urge its 

 diligent reading upon every tree planter once a month throughout the entire 

 planting, pruning, and growing seasons. I hope we shall have further lessons 

 from so instructive a teacher. 



The Apple Scale, or Barlz Louse. — It seems to be the destiny of us poor mortals 

 who are sent into this troublesome world to work out our own salvation, or some- 

 thing worse, to find every blessing with which we are surrounded in the way of 

 vegetable or animal life followed up by some destructive enemy, in the way of 

 disease, or living creature of prey, to cut it down before we can enjoy its benefits. 

 "Were it not for the labor of counteracting these scourges, the great command, 

 " In the sweat of thy brow shalt thou eat bread," would be shorn of half its bitter- 

 ness. We are told by the naturalists who use the solar microscope, that even 

 fleas get lousy ! No wonder then that cattle, some sorts of humanity, and even 

 our trees are thus affected. We are indebted to Mr. Hanford, and all others who 

 can assist us in extirpating these marauders into the peace and quietude of our 

 gardens and orchards. Thorough scraping, and soapsuds, or lye washing, with 

 good culture, are the best methods I have tried. It is a pottering job, and I hate 

 it, but it must be done, or the trees will suffer. 



Ornamental Iron Work. — I like these specimens, for they don't require much 

 paint, and they never rot. With stone foundations, bedded in the ground below 

 frost, and the posts well drilled and leaded into them, fhei/ stand forever — that is, 

 as long as our human forevers are likely to want them. 



The Pea-Bug and its Allies. — Yes ; the " allies," with the " bug," are quite as 

 fatal to the pea as allies of another kind, with the Turks, are to the Crimea — a 

 " pea" of another sort; but which they, "the enemy," are equally ready to ap- 

 propriate, as we are the less important vegetable. I'll file away this cure in the 

 same pigeon-hole with the bark louse. 



Our Native Wines. — In the simplicity of my younger housekeeping days, I used 

 to drink wine, for years, as a daily beverage at the dinner table. But when I 

 found that, added to the folly of imitating a senseless fashion, it did me no good, 

 and more, that the bulk of the foreign wines in this country were a vile compound 

 of drugs, alcohol, and the cast-off washiugs of European wine-presses, I let 

 them alone; yet, I do not embargo the tastes or the appetites of those who choose 

 to indulge " temperately" in the use of a health-promoting, or life-enjoying stim- 

 ulant — if such a thing exists. The " native" wine interest is getting to be a 

 no" one in the neighborhood of Cincinnati, and if men will use it, I commend 



