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NEW ENGLAND FARMER. 



Sept. 28, 1831. 



MISCELLAIVY 



jFeast at jftuits anij jyiotocvs. 



A SONG, 



Wrilli'ii by T. G. Fessejiden. and sung by Joseph VV. Neweli 

 at li.e MassachuiC-tts Ilorlicullural Festival, September 21, 1831. 



Come Ctiltivators, leave awhile 



Your Gardens, Fields and Bowers, 

 And join with us to celehrate 



Our Feast of Fruits and Flowers ; 

 With blameless luxury enjoy 



Rich products of the soil, 

 Rewards which crown the Art of Arts, 



When skill enlightens toil. 



What though within our temperate zone, 



No burning sun sublimes 

 The Fruits the Destinies bestow 



On pestilential climes ; 

 All health and happiness require. 



All man should ask of heaven 

 To satiate innocent desire 



Is in profusion given. 



Tlie worst privations we endure 



Prove blessings in th' event, 

 And should our gratitude excite 



Instead of discontent ; 

 For ills which task our highest powers 



To conquer or evade 

 But bid the human race aspire 



To reach its highest grade. 



No imps of sloth lie basking here. 



Like serpents in the sun. 

 Even mountain streams to turn machines 



Must labor as they run ; 

 Within Nev/ England's granite bounds 



No useless beings lurk. 

 The rough and raging elements 



We yoke and set to work. 



When sentimental zephyrs blow 



l''or love and rhyming fit. 

 Our wmdmills make tlie'm work like dogs 



CompeU'd to turn the spit ; 

 Niagara's thundering cataract 



Our power shall hamper till 

 It toils like Dutchman in a ditch 



Or Samson in his mill. 



Since fire arid water harness'd here, 



Compose a yankee team, 

 Perhaps our General Government 



Might go as well by steam ; 

 But as this case were better brought 



Before some higher court, 

 'Tis lea for Congress, when they meet 



To argue and report. 



The Lime nor Olive will not grow 



Spontaneous here — what then ? 

 We've Ileal ts of oak and nerves of steel 



In noble crops of men ; 

 Our f lant call'd Female Excellence 



No hot bed culture needs 

 To yield sublunar Seraphim 



Of pure celestial breeds. 



When winter dissipates the heat, 



Beneath an iron sky. 

 Hot-houses with hot water fraught 



Caloric will supply ; 

 Thus gard'ncrs by and by will make 



Fine climates of their own. 

 And raise by manufactured heat 



The plants of every zone : — 



With Lime and Sulphur doctor off 

 Vile insects by the host, 



Till art at length of Nature's plagues 



Completely clears the coast. 

 Thus every blessing may be ours 



Which Providence has given 

 To every land and clime beneath 



The canopy of Heaven. 



FAMILY SCENES— IS it not so ? 

 Roinping Sally runs against the corner of the 

 table, raises a bump on her head, and of course 

 begins to cry lustily. The mother comes to her 

 assistance. 



' Did it hurt its pretty head ? What was it hurt 

 my Sally r' 



The sobbing child points to the table. 



' Was it the table ? naughty table ! beat it well.' 

 [Slap ! slap ! on the offending table.] ' That 

 will teach it to hurt my Sally anotlier time. — 

 Beat the naughty table again. It shan't hurt my 

 Sail.' 



Ill the meantime Sully's contusion has become 

 less painful, the red eyes are dried, and the child 

 is pacified — at the expense of a practical lesson 

 in revenge. Miss Sally, fifteen years afterwards, 

 lliiows the blame of every mischance or misfor- 

 tune which her own clumsiness or folly has caus- 

 ed, upon her companions and dependants, siinjily 

 because she must still have a table to heat. 



The mother's pet, Tommy, has been playing 

 all the morning with his new toys, has broken up 

 bis drum to see what was iiisicie of it, and tossed 

 liis penny trumpet and windmill into a corner; 

 and now he comes crying to his parent, tired of 

 his play and play-thiiigs, and expects her to spend 

 her time in inventing new amusements for him. 



' No, I'm busy. The clothes have just come 

 in from the washing, and I must put them away. 

 I can't play with you today. Tommy, indeed I 

 caii'i.' But Tommy knows better. He has hceii 

 told fifty times bidbru that his mother was busy 

 and could not attend to him ; and he remembered 

 well, tliat a little teaziiig gained him the victory. 

 Like a good general, he tries the same manoeuvre 

 again. 



' Come and play with me, Ma ! I don't know 

 what to do. I can't play alone, and Dick won't 

 be home from school till two o'clock.' A firsli 

 denial provokes a second fit of crying, and Tom- 

 my's perseverance triumphs. His mother plays 

 nt hare and bound with him, tells him ghost sto- 

 ries, makes a cat's cradle for him, and mend.s his 

 drum, till the clock strikes two. The fiular 

 comes homo, sees no dinner ready, looks for his 

 wife and fiiuls her at the nappery pre.ss. ' My 

 ilear, how is everything so late today ?' • Oh 

 that teazing Tonuny would have me to play with 

 him this whole livelong morning ; and I have not 

 been able to do anything since breakfast.' 



Thus a petted child'.s whims are allowed to 

 derange the economy of a whole family ; and 

 the good mother never dreams that she is bring- 

 ing up her favorite to be a selfish, self-important 

 being ; a burden to himself, and a plague to society. 



Even the odious vice of lying is most uncon- 

 sciously, but most effectually inculcated by the 

 weakness and inconsistency of parents. 



' Frank, you shall not go outside the garden 

 wall again to play with these dirty boys in the 

 street. I have told you ffli/ limes I would not 

 have it ; and I won't. If you ever go again with- 

 out my leave, I'll never s[ieak to you afterwards. 

 I'll sell you to the gipseys, and they may do what 

 they like with you.' 



They say man would leap over the wall of a 

 paradise, even though it were surrounded by a 

 desert, to escape confinement. At any rate, 

 Frank does not choose to be cooped up ; so he 

 leaps the garden wall the next day, and is the , 

 merriest and noisiest amongst his ro ugh compan- ' 

 ions. His mother finds him. Does she cease 

 all intercourse with her own child, as she prom- 

 sed ; does she sell him to the gipseys, as she 

 said she would ? 



Yet she expects him, when he grows up, to 

 consider his word, once given, sacred and invio- 

 lable. If she detects him in a lie, she wonders 

 how on earth he learned such wickcdne.'is ; and 

 were you to suggest that her own example, (at 

 all times more powerful with children than pre- 

 cept) was the cause, it would be considered an 

 insult never to be forgiven. No wonder that a 

 man's word goes, for so little in this world, and 

 that we must have oaths and pledges upon al! 

 occasions. — Free Jmjuirer. 



Auciion. 

 Farm, Stock.Utensils &c. To be sold at public-auction 

 on Tue^•day, Oct. 4ll», at 11 o'clock A. M. on the premi- 

 ses, the well known Farm sittiated in West Newbury, 

 called the Carr Farm, containing about fiftyfivc acres of 

 most excellent land, with a good two story house and out 

 buildings, well fenced and watcre{| ; it i-i ahout one milo 

 from the chiircli in the 1st parish, and about the same dis- 

 tance from Indian Hill Farm, on the road leading from 

 West Newbury to Byfield, Rowley, Salem, Ste, — 

 ami five miles from Newbiiryport. On the highest part 

 of the land the view of the MerriinacRiver and the land- 

 scape view in every diiection is very beautiful. West 

 Newbury as a town has increased remarkably within the 

 last ten years. Taxes are low, (it being an inland town) 

 and the society very good, as almost every residi-nce is 

 owned by the occupant. Title indisputable. Half the 

 purchase money may remain on mor'gage al 6 per cent 

 if desired. 



.\lso, immediately alter the sale o( the Farm, a valua- 

 ble stock of Oxen, Cows, Heifers, Swine, Brood Slares 

 and tbeir Colts, I pair Horses well matched in color, &c. 

 1 pair Colts three years old next spi ing. Also, 1 supe- 

 rior new ox cart, with p lent hubs, &c. 



A great variety of other articles, catalogues of which 

 can be obtained two weeks before the sale, at the jiriiit- 

 iiig ollices of those newspapers that publish this adver- 

 tisement, and also of Mr Gary, at the maikct house, 

 Newburyport, and tlie Auctioneer. 



[p* Conditions (which will be liberal) made known at 

 the sale. 



Sept. 9. JOHN E. BARTLETT, Auctioneer. 



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