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be far out of the way. Notwithstanding this, which 

 I have represented to him in the mildest manner pos- 

 sible, (seeing his infatuation,) Mr. Urban still wants 

 a fifty-acre farm. Of course, he is no farmer ; and his 

 idea of a good farmer is of one who raises large vege- 

 tables, keeps his fences and buildings in Pimlico 

 order, and owns fine stock. It is, I must be allowed 

 to say, a somewhat imperfect idea. He has not the 

 slightest doubt of his capacity to treat land ju- 

 diciously, and make it produce huge crops at a min- 

 imum of cost. How he expects to accomplish this, I 

 do not know ; neither, I think, does he. 



Naturally, he does not mean to buy a farm full 

 of rocks ; on the contrary, he wishes smooth land 

 rich, of course, with no uncouth assemblages of 

 brush gently undulating withal giving fine views 

 not hard to till, with serviceable buildings upon 

 it in a healthy region, convenient to schools, rail- 

 ways, churches, mills, steamboats, and the world 

 generally with ample society in the neighborhood 

 plenty of the choicest fruit abounding in good 

 spring-water no incumbrances, and at a very low 

 price. All this, he thinks, is to be found easily, any 

 day in the week, and that a moderate sized check 

 will transfer it to his possession. 



There is a little presumption in the thought ; 

 but, if the advertisements are to be believed, not 



