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it." Would you adopt a more prosperous course? Quit 

 planting as you understand it, and become farmers as 

 we understand it — raise upon your farm every thing as 

 far as possible that you eat, drink, wear, and use, and 

 never buy an article of cotton goods except it is of home 

 manufacture — that is, manufactured in the country 

 where the raw material grows — and never bale your 

 cotton in anything but cotton baling made from cotton 

 not worth sending to market in any other shape. Get 

 up and keep up agricultural associations, and give pre- 

 miums to that farmer who shall come the nearest to 

 raising everything he consumes, and to him who will 

 exhibit the greatest proportion of his negroes clothed in 

 plantation manufacture throughout — and above all things 

 else, read and support agricultural papers. 



After leaving Col. Hebron's plantation we passed over 

 another of those great ulcers upon the face of this rich 

 country, a tract of worn out and "thrown out" land, — 

 gullied to death — a frequent sight that the traveller can- 

 not avoid. Then crossing the railroad at "Bovina," a 

 name without a town, but a place that has lately been 

 selected for a site for a cotton factory which I hope will 

 cause the name long to be remembered — then after the 

 fashion of this country, having ridden through sundry 

 plantations, and more than sundry gates, and along a 

 "bridle path" to a new ferry over the Chittaloosa, and 

 through "the swamp," we reached Log Hall, by hard 

 riding, just in time to save us the necessity of spending 

 the night upon a road I should think might be impassible 

 in the dark, and it is next thing to it in day light. But 

 this is one of the ways to get to the worthy Doctor's, and 

 the others are not much better. So we will not attempt 

 to get away again till morning. 



Again adieu, Solon Robinson. 



