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then he goes at it early and rapidly and will get through with it by 

 the middle of the afternoon so he can "rest" the balance of the day. 

 In this way is most all the work done on the large haciendas (farms) 

 of Mexico. 



When in Mexico treat the laboring class firmly; the better class 

 as you would your other friends at home, only be as polite as they- are 

 and you will be respected, honored and beloved as you would in your 

 own country, for they are a kindhearted and generons people and 

 have many superior qualities, or at least I have found them such in 

 my few years of association in their sunny clime. 



Practical results were first demonstrated last year, when Messrs. 

 Stuart and Eobertson sent in May and June from La Virginia peaches 

 and small fruits over the greater part of Mexico and to many points 

 of Texas; and also in November shipments of oranges were made to 

 St. Louis and other markets of the United States, including Califor- 

 nia, which is very critical. These fruits excited general interest and 

 were declared to be of an excellent quality. Such gratifying results, 

 have interested the Mexicans and they are now putting out orchards 

 of budded trees, constructing seed-beds and adding many innovations, 

 "como los Americanos." 



With such new life Montemorelos will, without some unforseen 

 cause, become one of the most prominent orange growing sections of 

 the Republic. 



TIMIDITY A HINDOO FABLE. 



A silly mouse, thinking each thing a cat, 



Fell into helpless worriment thereat: 



But. noticed by a wizard living near, 



Was turned into a cat to end its fear. 



No sooner was the transformation done, 



Than dreadful terror of a dog begun. 



Now. when the wizard saw this latest throe, 



"Here, be a dog," said he. "and end your woe," 



But, though a dog, its soul had no release, 



F^.r fear some tiger might disturb its peace. 



Into a tiger next the beast was made: 



And still 'twas pitiful and sore afraid, 



Because the huntsmen might some ill-starred day, 



Happen along and take its life away. 



''Then," said the wizard, turning to his house, 



"You have a mouse's heart now be a mouse." 



'Tis so with men: no earthly help or dower 



Can add one atom to their early power. 



Them from their smallness nothing can arouse 



No art can make a lion from a mouse . 



Joel Benton. 



