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the town, and the turn bronght the colloquy to an 

 end. "Well, I shall keep to your promise, Sir, 

 howsomever. Please to look out for a trespasser 

 on Monday morning! you'll be most likely to catch 

 me early. I haven't forgot your words last autumn 

 about the matty what was it the mattytynial 

 hours." 



"You'll be my fast prisoner to luncheon-time. 



Well, good day, Greening, and a good fair!" 



Ah! those "matutinal hours!" I repeated to myself, 

 as Mr. Greening's good-natured face nodded away, 

 and the ash stick and the well-worn spur, and the 

 click, click, click, of the hind hoof were lost up the 

 street toward which Nelly swerved sympathetically 

 for a pace or two before she swung again into 

 her usual trot, and forgot her little rough-coated 

 companion.* 



* Our author gives utterance to a well-merited rebuke 

 upon the continued cropping system without the intervention 

 of turnip and grass culture, and stock feeding, so necessary 

 to maintain good land, and of consequence good husbandry, 

 in England. His remarks are equally applicable to America, 

 so far as rotations of grass and its consumption by neat cattle,*t 

 and sheep are concerned. Our dry and hot summer climate .:' 

 is not so favorable to turnip culture as that of Britain* ,. ^ 

 and happily that most valuable grain, the Indian Corn, so 



