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I know of none that presents a fairer opening to a farmer pos- 

 sessed of a small capital, but with a good knowledge of his business 

 and a hearty will, than Sweden. There exists, over all, a good feel- 

 ing between the Swedes and English. There is scarcely a farm in 

 the country which could not be improved doubly with a little 

 capital and a few years' proper management ; and when he once 

 acquired a knowledge of the language and manners of the people, 

 the emigrant would have no trouble to get on. 



I have endeavoured above, as far as I am able (for I must fairly 

 confess to the reader, that, like old Jorrocks's boy Benjamin, " I 

 don't profess to be a farmer,") to give a general insight into the 

 agriculture of the country, and I have been careful rather to be 

 under the mark than over it in my farming statistics. All I can say 

 is, if this should meet the eye of anyone who is about to emigrate 

 to more distant climes, I think it might be worth his while to turn 

 his attention nearer home ; and I can only add, that Sweden just 

 now offers a good opening for a practical, hard-working farmer, with 

 small capital ; but I should never recommend a man to invest one 

 shilling in land here in any way until he had spent a year in one 

 of the numerous farming schools which exist in the country, for it 

 would not be the slightest use a man commencing farming opera- 

 tions in Sweden till he understood something of the language and 

 habits of the people among whom he intended to settle that is, if 

 he means to conduct his farm like an English farmer, and manage 

 it himself. 



We will now turn to another subject, arid say a few words on the 

 ichthyology of this land, which is as rich in "flood" as it is in 

 " fell j" and as I resided for some time in its neighbourhood, I will 

 commence with a short description of the Lake Wenern. 



The Wenern is, next to Ladoga, the second largest inland lake 

 in Europe, lying between 58 and 60 north latitude, and about 

 sixty English miles from the North Sea, into which it empties 

 itself through the Gotha river, running into the Cattegat at Gothen- 

 burg. The length of this magnificent lake is about seventy 

 English miles, its breadth in places about forty, and it is computed 



