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NEW ENGLAND FARMER. 



Nov. 



ter an association with science and intelligence, as 

 you toil, remember, that you are America's noble- 

 men ! Sneering allusions have often been made 

 unto the dust beneath our feet, as follows : — 

 "I care no more for such and such, than I do for 

 the dust of the earth." Eut ought we not to care 

 for the dust of the earth ? What is there beautiful, 

 wonderful, and needful for our pleasure and life, 

 that does not originate from the earth ? It is in 

 the brown dirt, where the diamond, the topaz, the 

 amethyst, and the gold, lie embedded. It is from 

 the earth, that the food for millions of human be- 

 ings springs. The dust of the earth was the ingre- 

 dient which God used, when he made man after 

 his own image, and shall man blush, because it i? 

 his province to furrow into the rich soil ? I again 

 say, farmers, farmers' sons, and farmers' daugh- 

 ters, you are mistaken, when you once dream that 

 anything but dignity is connected with your noble 

 calling in lil'e. Seek to recognize the fact, that one 

 class of human beings depends upon another! 



Pause, and look into the future, and see what la- 

 bor, intelligence and ingenuity will eventually make 

 the science of agriculture. It is progressive, it is a 

 necessary art, and though attended with toil, it is 

 dignified! Let the rising generation be imbued 

 with the right kind of dignity. Let our scholars 

 apply their botany to the general economy of veg- 

 etation, their geology to j)ractical uses, so that rocks 

 may be pulverized, and miasmatic bogs be convert- 

 ed into fruitful meadows by chemical compositions, 

 till our fields shall vie with the western prairies. 

 Let them combine the real with the poetical. As 

 they attend scientific lectures, let them not be en- 

 abled to merely talk of the names of the gases, 

 striking phenomena of electricity, of the galvanic 

 battery and other popular exhibitions of the lec- 

 ture-room, but let them learn to take a general 

 survey of the laws of the universe, and bow to the 

 conviction that man has been created by a hand di- 

 vine, for some mission of good in the world. Let 

 them come to years of maturity cherishing correct 

 notions, realizing that there is true dignity connect- 

 ed with labor. 



Mr. Editor, can "Susie" once more be allowed 

 •to say a little in your "agricultural department ?" 

 She never would have had her "agricultural enthu 

 siasm" so aroused, had she not read the short arti- 

 cle entitled, "Why don't you sell your Farm," in 

 your weekly paper, which closed thus : — "I expect 

 under these circumstances to be respected yet." A: 

 she read this sentiment, she said, "Humph, I guess 

 he is respected, and so is every farmer, at least 

 ought to be, or any how, I respect them, and like 

 them too." This real dignity, must glow within the 

 farmer's soul, and I guess the time has now come, 

 when they will be respected, and even kindly re- 

 garded by all the ladies ! So don't chide, if "Su- 

 sie" will talk to you with her pen. 



Remarks. — ^The articles with the signature above, 

 are written by a lady of mature years, and living in 

 the country, and more or less engaged in the culti 

 vation of fruits and flowers, and who feels the live- 

 liest interest in everything relating to the farm 

 Could but thousands of our females catch her spirit 

 and enthusiasm, then, literally, would the "desert 

 blossom as the rose." Not the fields alone, — but 

 how would the home blossom with new attractions, 



with contentment and sweet affections and refine- 

 ments of every kind. If woman wills it, it shall be 

 done ! She has the power, and is answerable for 

 the trust. 



THE FARMEE'S SONG. 



Cackle and blaze, 



Cackle and blaze, 

 There's snow on the houso-tops — there's ice on the ways, 



But the keener the season, 



The stronger the reason 

 Our ceiling should flicker and glow in thy blaze ; 



So fire, piled fire. 



Leap, fire, and shout — 



Be it warmer within, 



As 'tis colder wilhout ; 

 And as curtains we draw and around the hearth close, 

 As we glad us with talk of great frosts and deep scows. 

 As ruddily thy warmth on the shadowed wall plays, 

 We'll say winter's evenings outmarch summer's days, 

 And a song, jolly roarer, we'll shout in thy praise. 



So crackle and blaze, 



Crackle and Haze, 

 While roaring the chorus goes round in thy praise. 



Crackle and blaze. 



Crackle and blaze, 

 There's ice on the ponds, there are leaves on the ways ; 



Bat the barer each tree 



The more reason have we 

 To joy in the summer that roars in thy blaze ; 



So fire, piled fire, 



The lustier shout, 



The louder the winds shriek. 



And roar by without ; 

 And as red through the curtains go out witli their light, 

 Pleasant thoughts of warm firesides across the dark night, 

 Passers by, hastening on, shall be loud in thy praise ; 

 And while spark with red spark in thy curling smoke plays, 

 Within the loud song to thy honor we'll raise. 



So crackle and blaze. 



Crackle and blaze, 

 While roaring (he chorus goes round in thy praise. 



THE SNOW. 



The snow was proverbially called the "poor far- 

 mer's manure" before scientific analysis had shown 

 that it contained a larger per centage of ammonia 

 than rain. The snow serves as a ja-oteeting mantle 

 to the tender herbage and the roots of all plants 

 against the fierce blasts and cold of winter. An 

 examination of snow in Siberia showed that when 

 the temperature of the air was seventy-two degrees 

 below zero the temperature of the snow a little be- 

 low the surface was twenty-nine degrees above ze- 

 ro, over one hundred degrees difference. The snow 

 keeps the earth just ijelow its surface in a condition 

 to take on chemical changes which would not hap- 

 pen if the earth Vi'ere biue and frozen to a great 

 depth. The snow prevents exhalations from the 

 earth, and is a powerful absorbent, retaining and 

 returning to the earth gases arising from vegetable 

 and animal decomposition. The snow, though it 

 falls Jieavily at the door of the poor, and brings 

 death and starvation to the fowls of the air and 

 beasts of the field, is yet of incalculable benefit in a 

 climate like ours, and especially at this time, when 

 the deep springs of the earth were failing and the 

 mill streams were refusing their m.otive powers to 

 the craving appetites of man. If, during the last 

 month, the clouds had dropped rain instead of 

 snow, we might have pumped and bored the earth 



