the country are at this time produced, where only one grew 

 before ; besides which, there are now more stones of fine 

 beef produced in Norfolk than there were pounds of com- 

 monly-fed beef when Mr. Coke first came into possession 

 of his estate. This justly estimable person may, therefore, 

 be considered as one of the greatest benefactors to his 

 country, and it must be a mosl satisfactory reflection to him 

 in these his latter years, to feel that he has by his exertions 

 rendered his country such important services. 



It must be very gratifying to those who take an interest 

 in agriculture, to know that the King takes very great inte- 

 rest in that pursuit. His Majesty when at Windsor, gene- 

 rally looks round his farms Iwo or three times a- week ; one 

 is called the Norfolk, the other the Flemish farm. These, 

 by a letter of introduction from Sir William Fremantle, I 

 saw just as this harvest was beginning. It is much to the 

 credit of the superintending steward, Mr. Kendal, that such 

 good crops of corn are produced on so poor a clay soil as 

 that of the Flemish farm. 



An agricultural tour through England and Scotland was 

 recently made by Baron Eckarstein, of Proctzel, near 

 Berlin. The examination of the agricultural implements of 

 this country, and the purchase of Southdown ewes to cross 

 with his Merino sheep, were peculiarly the objects of the 

 Baron's visit. Having purchased in London a copy of the 

 former edition of this little work, he was induced to visit 

 the writer at Thorpelands. He arrived on the morning of 

 the 17th of August, and passed the entire day with me. 

 The Baron farms on an immense scale, and his crops 

 would not a little astonish our British farmers. He culti- 

 vates annually 2,000 acres of potatoes, producing from 225 

 to 300 bushels per acre, according to the quality of the soil. 

 One-fourth of this produce is consumed by his sheep ; the 

 remaining three-fourths being distilled into a brandy which 

 the Baron describes as resembling whiskey. The soil of 

 his farm is a sand, too light, he says, to grow wheat. But 

 it appears that after potatoes he can raise as large a 

 quantity of rye and barley as can be raised on the good 

 fair quality ot sandy soils in this country. Having no 

 pasture land, the chief part of his barley is consumed by his 

 sheep. With the aid of gypsum he can raise clover, but 



