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had his misfortunes. One year he lost a horse, and 

 another year his finest cow got choked by a turnip and 

 died ; but these things, which we have seen helped to 

 ruin his neighbour Tim, though, of course, they vexed 

 Pat much, and Avere a great loss to him, yet did not 

 seriously injure him — his land, as I have said, being 

 in good heart, the very first crop set him all right 

 again. 



Ten years after the time, when my story begins, the 

 bad times had passed away, and all thanked God that 

 the good times had come again. But what a difference 

 it found in the situation of the two neighbours. It 

 found poor Tim without a farm, living in the neigh- 

 bouring town of , doubting whether he should go 



to America, or what he should do with himself — his 

 family nearly starving about him. It found Pat one of 

 the most comfortable farmers in the country, having 

 paid his sisters their fortunes — not owing a sixpence 

 to any man, and with money in his pocket ; just on 

 the point of getting another farm, still larger than his 

 old one. 



A gentleman who had been out of this country for 

 some years, but who had known Pat formerly, one day 

 asked him the question, — " How it was his circum- 

 stances had so improved]" His answer was a very 

 short one : " Sir, under God's blessing, I owe it all 



TO HAVING FOLLOWED MY LANDLORD'S ADVICE, IN 

 GROWING CLOVER AND TURNIPS." 



That you may all be in Pat's circumstances, this time 

 ten years, is the object and hearty wish of 



Your sincere friend, 



William Pence Jones. 

 Agiialusky. 



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