THE GENESEE FARMER. 



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ing with the head against a fence or barn ; eyes 

 flail and sunken, and horns cold. 



^'- Remedies. — Bleed and physio, shelter and feed 

 properly. 



" Take a half pint of good vinegar, two table- 

 spoonfuls of salt, one teaspoonful of pepper, and 

 mix and pour into each ear, holding the head on 

 one side for two minutes, 



"Bore with a large gimlet on the under side of 

 the horn, three or four inches from the head ; and 

 if hollow, bore nearer the head and let out all the 

 matter, and syringe two or three times a day with 

 salt and water, or soap-suds, or salt and vinegar. 



" Spirits of turpentine rubbed in around the base 

 of the horns will arrest the disease in its incipient 

 stages. 



"Pour a spoonful of boiling hot brimstone into 

 the cavity between the horns. 



" Pour a teakettle of boiling water on the horns, 

 holding so as to prevent injury to the other parts. 



" Soot and pepper given internally are good." 



If our correspondent likes to send us his receipt, 

 we shall be happy to publish it. But we cannot 

 recommend our readers to send him a dollar for it. 



DIFFICULTY OF GETTING GOOD FAEM LABORERS. 



Wk have all heard the story of the Irishman 

 who wished for work, and was asked by the farmer 

 if he could hold plow. " Faith and I can," says 

 he. So the farmer engaged him and sent him to 

 plow, but thought he would go and help him start. 

 Pat took hold of the plow and the farmer started 

 the team. The Irishman held back at the plow- 

 handles with all his might, but finding the horses 

 too strong for him he shouted: "Wo — ho! — 

 Wo— ho !" " What's the matter ?" said the farmer. 

 "I thought you could hold plow." "So I can," 

 said Pat, " hut not with those great horses pulling 

 at the other end .'" 



The story told of the man who, on being sent 

 to give the horse some corn in the ear, poured the 

 grain into the ear of the horse, is probably not 

 true, but those who have had much experience 

 with "green hands" must know of occurrences 

 almost as absurd and ludicrous. We once sent a 

 man to plow with three horses abreast, and notic- 

 ing from the house that he was not getting along 

 very well we went to the field and found that he 

 had attached the two horses to the long end of the 

 whiffletree I 



A short time since we had an Irishman working 

 for us, and on being told to ga and do so and so 

 with an old horse, gentle as a cow, he replied : " I 

 know how to drive an Irish team, but I dare not 

 trust myself with American horses." This was 

 rather provoking, under the circumstances, but he 

 deserved credit for not professing more than he 

 was able to perform. In this respect he differed 



from many of his countrymen. As a rule, the 

 " greener " they are the greater their pretensions. 

 A New Jersey correspondent of the Country 

 Gentlevian gives the following item from his expe- 

 rience the last summer : 



"At the hurrying time in June, when weeds 

 grow faster than crops, two of my best hands left, 

 and I went to Oaatle Garden, where the only biped 

 that was willing or looked like work, was a Ger- 

 man in soldier's uniform; and when I took him 

 inside to get his name registered, was congratulated 

 on securing the services of an honest German — 

 (the Lord have mercy on the dishonest ones, if 

 this was an honest one.) 



"I noticed his hands were rather delicate, but 

 he assured me he was always brcight up on a 

 farm in Germany. On reaching home I ordered 

 something for him to eat, when the provisions 

 disappeared as they would if his carcass was 

 hollow. 



" After eating I ordered him to go to hoeing 

 cabbages, when he turned and asked me how he 

 should hoe them. If not before, I was now fully 

 convinced that I -was sold; however, I must make 

 him do if I could. A Dutchman asking a Jersey- 

 man how to hoe cabbages was a ricii idea, and I 

 wondered why Barnum liad not gotten hold of 

 this rare specimen, as he is usually very fortunate 

 in securing such. 



" I watched Dutchman work for half an hour, 

 sent for him, told him he was a liar, could not 

 work, and must clear out. Here he begged ; told 

 me he was tired ; could do any kind of work on 

 a farm, and my son interceding I assented to his 

 staying another day on trial. 



"Had him sleep on hay in the barn, for the 

 Irishmen swore if I let him into the house he 

 would steal all their clothes. Next morning I told 

 hhn to go weeding carrots; sent him to work by 

 the side of an old octogenarian darkey, who was 

 more aristocratic than the Irishmen ; would not 

 work beside him. Verily, I had an Ishmaelite in 

 my midst. 



" At noon I returned, and looking into the field 

 asked Pat what Hans was doing; his reply was, 

 'he is milching!' He is what? asked 1; 'he 

 worked awhile this morning, then came»up here 

 for the milking-stool, and is down there milching 

 the carrots, I think, sir, for I don't see him stir.' 

 Afraid that I might lose my temper, I told Pat to 

 go and tell Hans to bring up the milking-stool, and 

 I want to see him. Hans comes up; brings stool 

 along quite innocently, and tells me that weeding 

 in his country is all done by women and children, 

 and not fit work for a man. Here my son again 

 interceded, and begged me to try him once more. 

 I then took a digging-fork and went to a very fine 

 young asparagus bed two years old, that I had 

 taken great pride and expense in, and told him, to 

 carefully turn over the surface soil, to better: de- 

 stroy the weeds between the asparagus shoots,- 

 showing him at the same time how to do it. About 

 two hours after I returned, and found Hans hard 

 at work, rooting up the whole thing, and saying 

 '•me find dis very hard, sir P 



"Usually a very mild man, very; T looked 

 around, took up a hickory stick somewvhere be- - 



