1859. 



NEW ENGLAND FARMER. 



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fall, and am so well jileased with them that I 

 think if I should live another year, I shall make 

 use of more of them ; for I think them to be 

 much cheaper and better than stone or slabs. 

 I now have this piece about one-fourth under- 

 drained, and if those who succeed me for fifty 

 years will do as much as I have done, I think it 

 will be thoroughly drained and in a high state 

 of cultivation. I hope no persons will think it 

 impossible to improve their lands till they have 

 made more than one experiment. 



I think it quite possible for most of the land 

 in New England to be improved, if every one 

 who owns it will labor with his own hands, and 

 spend all of his surplus money in improvements, 

 rather than to buy more, till he has got it all un- 

 der a high state of cultivation. 



Thomas Haskell. 



Oloucester, Nov. 25, 1858. 



Fur the New England Farmer. 



KOOT3 ¥o:e. stock— crops—adulter- 

 ated MILK. 



I have read with a great deal of interest the 

 discussion in your paper relative to the value of 

 turnips for feeding to cattle and hogs. I have 

 raised rutabaga and English turnips, and fed them 

 to cows, and my opinion is, if a man keeps cows 

 to make butter from, that turnips are poor prov- 

 ender, except to give perhaps two messes per 

 week for a change. If he sells the milk, and his 

 customers do not know the difference between 

 good milk and thin, he might, instead of adding 

 Mater to thin the milk, feed with turnips. Last 

 year I wintered ten swine. I sold one-half of 

 my turnips and bought corn. I fed part with the 

 corn, and they fatted well ; those that were fed 

 on cooked turnips lived, and this fall, after hav- 

 ing been fed on corn, are no larger than the oth- 

 ers were last spring. 



I have found beets the best root for cattle and 

 swine, but those I think should be given in mod- 

 erate quantities. Corn meal suits me better, with 

 beets enough to give a relish, and with this feed 

 the cattle come out in the spring in a thriving 

 condition. 



On a lot of land, 50 by 100 feet, (ten feet 

 square being deducted for a hog pen,) I planted 

 a new kind of beans to me, and between the hills, 

 eight feet asunder, squash seeds. The yield was 

 250 squashes which average six pounds each ; 

 1,500 pounds. I sold ten dollars worth of green 

 beans, and this same kind of squashes I sold in 

 April this year for three cents per pound, the 

 purchaser saving the seed for me. At this time, 

 JJec. 11, there is but one specked squash in the lot. 



Is there an instrument to detect the adultera- 

 tionof milk in this country? S. C. 



Cape Elizabeth, Dec. 11, 1858. 



Remarks.— J. S. F. Huddleston, 96 Wash- 

 ington Street, Boston, will furnish you with an 

 article for detecting adulterated milk. 



1^= The Oliio Valley Farmer, published at Cin- 

 cinnati, B. F. Sandford, Editor and Proprietor, 

 is one of the neatest and best conducted agricul- 

 tural papers that we SEE. 



"ISrOTHING TO DO." 



What a swelling chorus of that constant cry 

 comes on every gale, reaches our ear at every 

 turn, whether on the public highway or in pri- 

 vate conversation. Such a young man has noth- 

 ing to do. Poor soul, we pity him. In this 

 great, bustling, active world, he stands for a cy- 

 pher ; has no aims, no ambition, no desires. He 

 has nothing to do. The town has been hastily 

 looked over, no work presents itself, and so one 

 able-bodied man sinks into the slough of idle- 

 ness, convinced that the world is all money. — 

 How many such pictures we have, and yet "how 

 ! needless that we have any. There is work enough 

 [for the whole creation. While one young man 

 I is spending his days in idleness, the merchant is 

 looking for a clerk, the lawyer for somebody to 

 assist him in his writing, and if nothing else 

 turns up, there is at least an opportunity every- 

 where to saw wood. There is no necessity for 

 an idle man on the face of the earth. Industry 

 is one of heaven's best blessings. It endows a 

 man with his manhood, and calls into action his 

 tact, reason and judgment. We say to young 

 men, never be idle. If nothing better turns up, 

 saw wood. Anything is better than spending 

 your days in idleness. A youth so wasted be- 

 gets habits that a life will not cure. Crime, the 

 twin sister of idleness, will next be on hand and 

 claim you for her own. The sparkling bowl will 

 present its allurements, and then down, down 

 you go into degradation, and one mind is lost to 

 the world, one star in the great human constel- 

 lation is gone. 



Habits of industry in early life follow a man 

 to the grave, and whatever one's occupation may 

 be now, such habits are a mine of wealth when 

 one is engaged in business on his own account. 

 Success, says Gov. Banks, is a duty, and howev- 

 er exacting or sweeping the remark may seem at 

 first glance, an examination proves its truthful- 

 ness in every particular. Success is the result of 

 industry, attention to business and steady habits, 

 all of which are duties society imposes upon 

 man, and the result of such causes is a duty equal 

 with each of them. Let us have no more talk 

 about young men who have nothing to do. If 

 nothing comes, make or find something. How 

 many bi'ight names in the pages of our country's 

 history left home for their journey through the 

 world with their raiment tied in a handkerchief 

 and their capital comprised in a few dollars. 

 Yet there was determination, perseverance and 

 energy there, which were worth more than the 

 wardrobe of clothing or mines of wealth, and 

 those names now fill honored places, and live and 

 will live in beating hearts to the end of time. 

 With such examples before us why should young 

 men be idle. What has been done, can be done 

 again, and any young man can do it, if he will. 

 At all events, go to v,'ork, be a man among men ; 

 you are then on the road to wealth, distinction 

 and honor, and how far you get depends entirely 

 on how hard you work. Depend upon it, noth- 

 ing ever came of idleness, nor never will. An 

 idle man is a cypher in the world, and one of the 

 most unhappy, miserable beings in existence. — 

 Hunterdon Republican. 



Common salt adds to the weight of grain. 

 Bones tend to fill the ear. 



