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has sheep. I kill fatter lamb than 1 ever saw 

 in England, and the fattest mutton I ever saw, 

 was in company with Mr. Harline, in Philadel 

 phia market last winter. At BRIGHTON, near 

 Boston, they produced, , at a cattle shew this 

 fall, an ox of two-thousand seven-hundred pounds 

 weight, and sheep much finer, than you and 

 I saw at the Smithfield Show in 1814. Mr. 

 Judge Lawrence of this county, has kept, for 

 seven years, an average of Jive hundred Merinos 

 on his farm of one hundred and fifty acres, besides 

 raising twenty acres of Corn and his usual 

 pretty large proportion of grain! Can your 

 Western Farmers beat that? Yes, in extent, 

 as the surface of five dollars beats that of a 

 guinea. 



990. I suppose that Mr. Judge Lawrence's 

 farm, close by the side of a bay that gives him 

 two hours of water carriage to New- York ; a 

 farm with twenty acres of meadow, real prairie; 

 a gentleman's house and garden ; barns, sheds, 

 cider-house, stables, coach-house, corn-cribs, 

 and orchards that may produce from four to 

 eight thousand bushels of apples and pears : I 

 suppose, that this farm is worth three hundred 

 dollars an acre: that is, forty-five thousand 

 dollars ; or about, tivelve or thirteen thousand 

 pounds. 



991. Now, then, let us take a look at your* 



