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wards on this business ; the wife remaining 

 in the market to sell them. 



These are the general comforts which an 

 English farmer enjoys in America. As 

 soon as I landed there, the pleasures I had 

 were those of hearing my countrymen, as a 

 mark of esteem, tell me these uncomfort- 

 able stories, until, I must confess, I was 

 afraid to meet an Englishman. If I asked 

 my family, one by one, how they liked 

 America, the answer uniformly was, "Not 

 at all." I very soon considered myself as a 

 fool, or like a man in deep water, who 

 would swim out if he could ; which I have 

 done, and sincerely thank God for it. 



There is an English farmer, from the 

 neighbourhood of London, living only 

 three miles from Baltimore. The last time I 

 saw him, he was stripped to his shirt, mak- 

 ing a milk-cart. He told me, that he 

 brought six thousand guineas in hard cash ; 

 but he has got rid of all that sum by buying 

 cheap land, farming, &c. and he says he is 

 not worth one shilling, being so much em- 



