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days ; for, really, the sun seemed as if it would 

 burn up the very earth. At the close of the 

 second day, news was brought me, that the 

 Corn was all dead. I went out and looked at 

 it, and though I saw that it was not dead, \ 

 suffered the everlasting gloomy peal that my 

 people rang in my ears to extort from me my 

 ' consent to the pulling up of tlie rest of the 

 plants and throwing them aivay ; consent which 

 was acted upon with such joy, alacrity, and 

 zeal, that the whole lot were lying under the 

 garden fence in a few minutes. My man in 

 tended to give them to the oxen, from the cha 

 ritable desire, I suppose, of annihilating this 

 proof of his master's folly. He would have 

 pulled up the two rows which we had trans 

 planted ; but I would not consent to that ; for, 

 I was resolved, that they should have a weeks 

 trial. At the end of the week I went out and 

 looked at them. I slipped out at a time when 

 no one was likely to see me! At a hundred 

 yards distance the plants looked like so many 

 little Corn stalks in November ; but, at twenty 

 yards, I saw that all was right, and I began to re 

 proach myself for having suffered my mind to 

 be thwarted in its purpose by opinions opposed 

 to principles. I saw, that the plants were all 

 alive, and had begun to shoot in the heart. I 

 did not stop a minute. I hastened back to the 



