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with other manure from the linter, and other hay, mulch and rock 

 weed put in. The sohd part is river mud, making probably one 

 third of the -whole mass. The urine of the cow linter is all made 

 to run into the hog yard, which is also kept well supplied with ma- 

 terial for manure. 



Mr. W.'s method is to keep but little land up, but to manure 

 well, and keep it up two or three years. He has now six and a 

 half acres in tillage, planted with corn and potatoes. He has 500 

 bushels of potatoes in the cellar, and 150 to dig. The potatoes 

 were large, as potatoes are everywhere this year. He planted 

 small ones altogether, — another fact subversive of the theory, that 

 none but large ones should be used for seed. Out of 290 bushels 

 in one bin now in his cellar of the finest potatoes for size, he took 

 out only /owr barrels of smaZ? ones! Mr. W. spreads his manure 

 for potatoes always. In 1853 he raised 257 bushels of the Brad- 

 street potato, and had no disease among them. 



Mr. W. limits himself to eight bushels of seed j^ofafoes to the 

 acre. It is not to be understood that he ^jrefers the small ^potato 

 for seed ; he usually takes those of medium size ; but never the 

 large ones. He declares, however, in the most decided manner, 

 that he has obtained as fine potatoes from the small ones as from 

 any. 



It would be strange if any member of the Committee should visit 

 Mr. Worcester's farm without stopping to see lohat manner of stones 

 and what buildings are here. To say nothing however of the Jail 

 and House of Correction, which are much the same probably, erery- 

 where, the Asylum for the incurably Insane attracts the attention 

 of all. Whatever humanity could desire or ingenuity invent for 

 the comfort of mind-smitten man, has been made to contribute to 

 his comfort. A?, details however cannot be entered upon, one only 

 may be named, the water. It is brought from an inexhaus- 

 tible fountain upon Town Hill, so called, one hundred rods, and such 

 is the elevation of the fountain that it pours into the upper story 

 with Croton force and purity, and in any quantity. The inmates 

 appear to receive more than a momentary relief from the agony of 

 a mind diseased by looking into and laving in its cool fountains. 

 The whole number of inmates in the Asylum at this time, is sixty, 

 of whom ten are females — proportions not easily accounted for, 



