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&quot; It s true I write some about Hookertown, but what I 

 get out of it that I don t write, is worth about five hun 

 dred dollars a year to me ; and I guess this town is worth 

 ten thousand dollars more in solid cash for the ideas they 

 have got out of the Agriculturist. 



&quot; Judd s a hull team ! &quot; ejaculated Twiggs, as he knock 

 ed his pipe on the round of his chair, with an emphasis 

 that sent the bowl spinning half way across the room, 

 &quot;and if that paper hasn t got a half a dozen big horses 

 hitched on to it, as strong as Pennsylvania roadsters, and 

 as fast as yer Morgans, then I m no judge of what s in it. 

 You re a bennyfacter, Squire Bunker, for getting me and 

 so many to read that paper.&quot; 



Well, I guess they ll all find it out by and by. Just 

 look at Dea. Smith s new underdrained ten-acre field, 

 where he harvested forty bushels of wheat to the acre this 

 summer. Look at Seth Twiggs garden with the tile in, 

 and subsoiled. He raises a hundred dollars worth of stuff 

 where he used to raise less than twenty. Look at Jake 

 Frink s new watering trough in his yard, and Uncle Jo- 

 tham s drained muskrat swamp, and new barn cellar ; and, 

 to cap all, my reclaimed salt marsh, cutting three tun of 

 hay to the acre. I made two thousand dollars by that 

 operation, and I might have thunk and thunk my brains 

 out, and I never should have thought of that, if it had not 

 been for the paper. Improvements are going on all over 

 the town, and it is because they read the Agriculturist. 

 All the way up to Shadtown, I can tell just what farmers 

 read it by the looks of the farms and buildings. You see 

 then, my recipe for getting rich by farming is, to take the 

 paper, read and digest inwardly, and apply outwardly. 

 Yours to command, 



TIMOTHY BUNKER, ESQ. 



Hookertown, Oct., 1860. 



