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hundred and cut them for themselves. They will 

 set this year about 4400. 



The market price of hops is very fluctuating, 

 and the risk of curing them well is very considera- 

 ble, and requires great experience and care. The 

 ordinary yield per acre I am not able to state, as it 

 varies greatly. In some parts of this state they are 

 extensively cultivated; and on land, which, with- 

 out great attention, would make very small returns. 

 A former in Boxborough, Mass., recently from 

 five acres of land gathered 10,000 pounds; and I 

 have been credibly informed that a farmer on the 

 river, about 12 miles above this, the year before 

 the last, received from twelve to fourteen hundred 

 dollars from the sale of his crop of hops. The cul- 

 tivation, I am persuaded, might be extended to 

 great advantage, as there is little fear that the 

 market will be over supplied. It must not be for- 

 gotten, however, that the quality and condition of 

 the article, when sent to market, is of the first im- 

 portance. Good hops will always command a faii- 

 price. Damaged or ill-conditioned hops are 

 worthless. 



n. c. 



Meadowbanks, May, 1S35. 



From tbe Massachusetts Agricultural Repository. 



PEACH TREES. 



Mr. William Phillips, of Pennsjlvania, has 

 derived great benefit from the application of air 

 slacked, old effete lime to peach trees, the effects 



of which, according to his own account, have 

 been very great. He puts about a peck of lime 

 to each tree; he thinks it useful as a preservative 

 against the insect so fatal to these trees. We 

 have then two applications recommended, un- 

 leached ashes and lime, and from our own experi- 

 ence are able to recommend both. We are not 

 sure which has the preference. The lime and 

 ashes should both be dug up every spring. A 

 friend suggests that he killed his young peach 

 trees by lime; caution is needed in the applica- 

 tion. 



From the Southern Agriculturist. 



GEXERAL OBSERVATIONS ON THE OLIVE, 

 ORANGE AND DATE TREES GROWING IN 

 GEORGIA RUTA BAGA TURNIP AS A SE- 

 COND CROP AFTER CORN. 



St. Simon's, (Georgia,) June 17, 1S35. 



I am unable to excuse myself for not sooner 

 replying to your esteemed letter of the. loth of 

 January. I did intend writing you something on 

 such matters, as had come under my observation, 

 particularly respecting the olive, orange, and 

 dates. The frost of February has destroyed 

 those trees, leaving nothing but stumps and 

 wrecks behind. I shall, however, still make some 

 observations: — 



I had a very pretty grove of 200 olives, import- 

 ed about 10 years since, their stems from 8 to 12 

 inches diameter, and, perhaps, averaging 20 to 25 

 feet high to the top; they have borne fruit for 

 some years. I had also near 600 trees, or plants, 

 from 11 to 5 years old. From comparisons be- 

 tween the olive and orange, in previous severe 

 frosts, where the orange was much hurt, the olive 



was uninjured. I have, therefore, no hesitation 

 in believing the olive is well adapted to, and will 

 succeed on our sea-coast, of both Carolina and 

 Georgia. 



I have been personally acquainted with sour- 

 orange trees, both on St. Simon's and Jekyl, for 

 58 years, and believe they were planted near 100 

 years since; and have never been killed by frost 

 until last February, when they were all destroyed. 

 I therefore, conclude, that since the first settlement 

 of Georgia, the olive, would have succeeded. It 

 occurs to me, that notwithstanding the present im- 

 mense value of the olive in France, they have 

 been cut down in some severe frosts. 



The olive and orange seemed so completely de- 

 stroyed, even to some depth under ground, that I 

 cut them down, and planted corn in their place; 

 on examination about a month since, the lower 

 roots still appeared fresh, I concluded that opening 

 the ground around them might encourage vegeta- 

 tion; and have now the satisfaction to see the 

 olives pushing out abundance of fine strong shoots, 

 not one failing. The oranges are doing the same, 

 though some appear dead, not yet decided; by re- 

 turning the earth to the olive shoots, they will 

 throw out roots, and furnish fine plants. In fact, 

 I am better satisfied respecting the success of the 

 olive than I was before the severe frost. 



I had little hopes of any date trees surviving — 

 some appear certainly gone, others are sprouting 

 from the roots, some from the tops; a few put out, 

 blossoms — so I close the list of my misfortunes in 

 that way. 



I like to have some hobby in the agricultural 

 line — my present is, raising ruta baga, a double 

 crop after corn. In prudence I should wait another 

 year's experience, but as the season advances, I 

 shall relate what I do know. Every horticulturist 

 in the southern states must have his mortification, 

 after preparing land, to find his seed bad; indeed, 

 he is quite an honest seedsman, that only mixes 

 three-fourths of bad, to one of good seed. 1 have 

 seldom ever been sofovtunate. Accident threw in 

 my way an advertisement of William Cobbett, 

 No. 11, Boltcourt, Fleet-Street, London, offering 

 warranted seeds lor sale, of his own raising, par- 

 ticularly rutabaga seed, warranted, at the follow- 

 ing rates, if 25wt. price 9d. str. per pound, if 50wt. 

 8(1., if lOOwt. 6d. I got some of his seeds last 

 year, all good; and have some arrived this year. 

 These particulars I mention for the benefit of 

 those who may attempt the culture of turnips or. 

 other articles. 



Mr. Cobbett sends his seeds to any place (cash 

 first paid;) mine were sent to Liverpool, expense 

 trifling, and there put up in an air-light tin canis- 

 ter, sufficient to hold half barrel of flour, expense 

 5s. lid. But. to the turnips. 



My corn, as usual, in rows five Ccet apart, land 

 well ploughed in the spring by oxen, and entirely 

 attended during summer by a small cultivator har- 

 row of three teeth, and a light mule — no bed to 

 the corn. In all August and September, say to 

 the 15th of September, I consider the season in our 

 sea-islands — the corn was stript of their leaves, and 

 tops cut, a furrow was drawn between the rows 

 with a shovel plough, and two bushel baskets of 

 manure, dropt into each task row; a furrow on 

 each side with a bar-share, covered the manure, 

 and made a small bed; the top being levelled with 

 a hoe, draw a small trench, two inches wide, one 



