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rather ordinary in every respect, though the building used by 

 the students and the collections was better. 



These collections consisted of minerals, birds, quadrupeds, 

 seeds, grains and grasses, and a fine collection of wax fruits. 



The instruction embraces, in the first term or winter, the 

 German language, arithmetic, botany, mineralogy, physics, gen- 

 eral agriculture, cultivation of meadows, rural architecture 

 and veterinary science. In the second winter the boys take up 

 zoology, physics, farm accounts, special agriculture, special 

 zootechny, horticulture, technology, veterinary medicine and 

 composition. 



The director had left for the International Exhibition at 

 Hamburg, so that I was obliged to find my way about without 

 much assistance. The price of farm labor there, I learned, was 

 thirty-six kreutzers, or twenty-four cents, a day, the men board- 

 ing themselves. 



HOHENHEIM. 



Many a grand enterprise, like many an illustrious man, grows 

 up from small beginnings. Schwertz, who may be called the 

 founder of the agricultural school at Hohenheim, began its 

 direction towards the close of the year 1818, with only eight 

 pupils, six of whom were natives of Wiirtemberg, and two from 

 abroad. It is now generally admitted, and I think with justice, 

 to stand at the head of the institutions for agricultural education 

 in Europe. I propose, therefore, to enter, to some extent, into 

 the details of this establishment, and to dwell upon them at 

 length, even at the risk of being tedious. 



I arrived at this celebrated agricultural institute on the 29th 

 of July, and took a room, such as is occupied by the students, in 

 the building, prepared to stay some days, or till I could " get 

 the hang of it." It was a strange feeling that came over me at 

 first, in the midst of a crowd of rollicking German students, 

 rooming among them, eating with them, and mingling with them 

 in their walks, in the lecture room, and in the long corridors of 

 this quaint old ducal palace, a monument of the wealth, tlie 

 luxury and the morals of a century ago, on which hangs a tale, 

 which I have not time to unfold. 



Hohenheim is some seven or eight miles from Stuttgart, the 

 capital of the kingdom of Wiirtemberg, the road lying through 



