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the thermometer in the shade ranging- from 

 70 to 80. I did not, however, feel any of 

 the oppression which, with the same degree of 

 heat, I should have suffered in our own coun- 

 try. 



The storm continuing, we took an early 

 dinner, and I was regaled unexpectedly 

 enough with some excellent Scotch whisky. 

 When it cleared we drove to the farm of a Mr 

 Macnaughton, who was in his fields when we 

 arrived, but soon returned, and was delighted 

 to meet me, a countryman of his own. He 

 is a hardy looking Highlander, about sixty 

 years of age, from Lord Breadalbane's country. 

 He came to America fifteen years ago, with a 

 small capital, and now he possesses 500 acres 

 of the best wheat-land, all cleared and his own 

 property. 



He showed me a field of sixty acres of 

 wheat, and mentioned in connection with it, 

 a circumstance furnishing a striking instance 

 of the rapid rise of the value of land in this 

 quarter. Soon after his arrival a neighbour 

 wished to purchase this field of him, and he 



