18 THE TIM BUNKER PAPEKS. 



No. 5. GUANO IN THE HILL AND NO PAPER. 



&quot;We recently met a man, driving fast, with a very long 

 face. He was in pursuit of the editor, and reining up his 

 steed, he opened his complaint. 



&quot; I heerd tell great stories about the dewings of that 

 foreign manure in your paper. Deacon Smith tried it and 

 I seed the account of it in Tim Bunker s papers. So I 

 sent down to York this spring and got a half ton of gua 

 no and put it on to my corn. I was detarmined to give 

 it a fair trial, and slap d a hull handful into every hill. I 

 planted it more than three weeks ago, and it aint up yet ; 

 and I am plaguy fraid that aint the worst of it. Now I 

 want to know what is the matter and what I shall dew.&quot; 



&quot; My dear sir, I see you do not take the papers, but 

 only borrow Tim Bunker s paper occasionally, and do not 

 half read that.&quot; 



&quot; True as gospel, Mr. Editor, but how did you know 

 that?&quot; 



&quot; Know it ! Why your story convicts you of not tak 

 ing the papers. You cannot find in the country an agri 

 cultural paper so poorly edited that it would not tell you 

 better than to put guano into the hill, especially a whole 

 handful. That is enough to rot a whole handful of corn.&quot; 



&quot;Dew tell!!&quot; 



&quot; Your corn will never see the light, neighbor, and you 

 must plant it over again.&quot; 



&quot;You don t say so!&quot; 



&quot; You should have sowed your guano broadcast, and 

 plowed it in immediately ; then it would have been diffused 

 equally in the soil, and would have given you a good 

 crop.&quot; 



&quot; I never thought of that.&quot; 



* You ought to have taken the papers. In this opera- 



