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plant some of them for seed. I am now writing on 

 the 10th of April. I send off these turnips to 

 market every week. The tops and tails and offal 

 go to the pigs, to ewes and lambs, to a cow, and 

 working oxen, which all feed together upon this 

 oifal flung out about the barn-yard, or on the grass 

 ground in the orchard. Before they have done, 

 they leave not a morsel. But, o^ feeding 1 shall 

 speak by and by. 



109. The other crop of turnips, I mean those 

 which were transplanted, as mentioned in Para- 

 graphs 51 and 52, and which, owing to their being 

 planted so late in the summer, kept on grotcijig 

 most luxuriantly 'till the very hard frosts came. 



110. We were now got on to the 17th of De- 

 cember ; and, 1 had cabbages to put up. Saturday, 

 Sunday and Monday, the 21st, 22nd and 23rd, we 

 had very hard frost, as the reader, if he live on this 

 Island, will well remember. There came a thaw af- 

 terwards ; and the transplanted turnips were put up 

 like the others ; but, this hard frost had pierced 

 them too deeply, especially as they were in so 

 tender and luxuriant a state. Many of these we 

 iind rotted near the neck ; and, upon the whole, 

 they have suffered a loss of about 07ie half An » 

 acre, left to take their chance in the field, turned out, I 

 like most other games of hazard, a total loss. They ! 

 were all rotted. 



111. This loss arose wholly from my want of 

 sufficient experience. I was anxious to neglect no 

 necessary precaution ; and 1 was fully impressed, 

 as I alwaj^s am, with the advantages of being e«r/?/. 

 But, early in December, I lost a week at New- 

 York ; and, though I worried my neighbours half 

 to death to get at a knowledge of the time of the 

 hard weather setting in, I could obtain no know- 

 ledge, on which I could rely, the several accounts 

 being so different from each other. The general 

 account ^vas, that there would be no very hard 



