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bute to that end, the young farmers of our country may be assured that, for excel- 

 lence in the most laudable and useful of all occupations, one voice, at least, shall 

 be heard in their praise, even though that be but as a still, small voice in the 

 wilderness. To Van Rensselaer and Wadsworth of New- York, and Peters of 

 Pennsylvania, and to Liebig and Loudon of other countries, justice has already 

 been attempted. Their portraits have been delineated, and their labors described. 

 If the same has not yet been done for other American benefactors of your pur- 

 suit, it has been because those who could, and whose filial piety should prompt 

 them to aid us, have declined or postponed the solicited favor. In an early num- 

 ber will be presented the likeness of the ill-used Whitnet, the inventor of the 

 cotton-gin, and the creator of so many millions of national wealth for our country 

 • — one whose genius may be said at this moment to give activity to the millions 

 of capital, itself the fruit of noble industry, now so skillfully employed through- 

 out your Commonwealth, in communicating vitality to the dormant powers of the 

 Merrimack and other rivers — raising up, as if charmed into existence by the music 

 of their waters, great, active, expert and moral communities, to consume on the 

 spot the surplus products of your fields and gardens. 



Some have objected that, even in the failure of their relatives to aid us in giving 

 memorials of eminent Awiertcan cultivators, vie should display in an Americanvior\. 

 the features and labors q{ foreigners, however distinguished by their contributions 

 to agricultural science and literature, even of such men as Liebig and Loudon : 

 but is it not the boast, the pride of your profession, that those who follow it in the 

 true spirit are, by its very nature, imbued with a catholic temper that embraces 

 the whole Avorld in the bonds of a common fellowship ? With them the maxim 

 is that science owns no country — that Agriculture is of no politics — that horticul- 

 ture belongs to no religion. The earth is their country — the common happiness 

 their common religion. To Him Avhose hand spanneth the heavens, and who 

 caused the waters to flow out of the rock, do they owe their allegiance ! And 

 as to England — the land of Tull, of Young, of Sinclair, of Loudon, — of Bacon, of 

 Locke, of Shakspeare, and of Milton — what country can compare with her in what 

 her illustrious men have done to make matter subservient to art, and all the gifts 

 of Nature auxiliary to social purposes, and to the glory of the human intellect ! 

 And then, again, is nothing to be allowed to the pride of ancestry, that conserva- 

 tive spirit, given to us by God himself, to stimulate, to save, and to exalt us ' 

 That spirit which prompts History to cast her shadows of immortal deeds before 

 and so beckon us forward in the road to virtuous renown ! What American doea 

 not participate the noble sentiments of Allston, where he makes the daughter, 

 in this very spirit, address the mother country ? 



"Tliongh iiges loiii^^ have passed 

 Since our fathers left tlieir home, 



Their pilot in the blast, 



O'er untraveled seas to roam, 

 Yet lives the blood of England in our veins ; 



Anil shall we not proclaim 



That blood of honest fame, 



Which no tyranny can tame 

 By its chains? 



" While the manners, while the arts, 

 That moidd a nation's soul, 

 Shall cling around our hearts, 

 Between lot oceans roll. ,**' 



Our Joint communion breaking with the suu I 

 Yet still from either beach 

 The voice of blood shall reach, 

 More audible than speech — 

 Wo arc one ! " 

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