VOL. XVIII. NO. IS. 



AND HORTICULTURAL REGISTER, 



159 



"Colossal Statue of Peter the Great, taken 

 )ra the Penny Magazine." Gratuities of one dol- 

 r each, are recommended to Mrs Plicbe Weston, 

 Westminster, Mrs Eliza Warren and Miss Sarah 

 irker, of Leicester, and Mrs Josiah Cutting-, of 

 jmpleton, for rugs severally presented by tliem. 

 ■atuitios of fifty cents each, are also recommend- 

 to Miss Eliza D. Bliss, of Warren, and Mrs 

 mcy B. Sawyer, of Lancaster. Two were also 

 3sented by Miss Sarah Perkins, of Worcester, to 

 10111 a gratuity of one doll ir is recommended. A 

 atuity of two dollars is also recommended to C. 

 Peabody, of Sutton, for one presented by him. 

 Your committee feel that many articles, which 

 ntributed much to the e.xliibition, have escaped 

 ;ir notice; but they believe all omissions will be 

 nerously pardoned, when it is considered how 

 ich they had to do, and how little time they had 

 do it in. 



LEWIS A-. MAYNARD, Chairman. 



From Ihe Farmer's Cabinet. 



ALOGUE BETWEEN FATHER AND SON. 



sturdy witnesses that the cultivation and dung have 

 done much more for them than for the wheat, and 

 yet it is probable that Earmcr Grabb expects to 

 reap a profit from his crop '. 



Sykes. — I do not think that he will have either a 

 reap or a profit. Your present appearance war- 

 rants an early harvest, by the blessing of a good 

 season, and I am delighted with the prospect. Can 

 I do any thing more for you ? 



H'lieat. — No, but there is something that you 

 must do for yourself — you must increase the size 

 of your stack yard — I go for nothing less than for- 

 ty bushels per acre. 



'2. Corn. Sykes. — Well, 1 am glad to see you 

 looking so much better ; your first appearance was 

 very weak and sickly, and my neighburs wanted to 

 persuade me it was because I sowed the seed with 

 Buckminster's drill, but I knew that could not be 

 the cause, for I never saw any machine operate 

 better ; I only wish the handles were a little longer 

 and lower. 



Corn. — My sickly appearance was owing to your 

 own good management. 



Sykes — Why, how could that be ? 

 Corn — You know that you are in the habit of 

 ploughing a leetle deeper every time, and thus a 

 small portion of the sterile subsoil was brought to 

 the surface, and in this the seeds were sown ; and 

 the roller of the drill passing over, (a capital inven- 

 tion) pressed them so closely into the clay, and rain 

 falling immediately after, and following the track 

 of the roller, the surface became so hard and dry. 

 It was with difficulty that I could penetrate it, and 

 for a few days I know I looked miserably : I how- 

 ever soon got to the manure below, which you had 

 so bountifully supplied, and now I feel as though I 

 could mount to the height of ten feet. If the sea- 

 son should be favorable, you may put me down for 

 1 SO bushels per acre. I am in no fear of the weeds 

 which I see springing up around me — you'll take 

 care of them, I know. 



No. 3. Sugar Beets. Sykes. — Ah ! Mons. Su- 

 gar Beets, how do you do .' How you like our 

 country and climate ? How you like the exchange .' 

 Beets. — Ah I Mons. Farmer, I like your country ! 

 I like your fine, light and sunny days — they make 

 saccharine ; I like the exchange too, 'tis all in favor 

 of America. But what for you not make sugar.' 

 make plenty sugar — more than in France; great 



4. Potatoes, Sykts. — Well, the progress which 

 yon have made in growth during the last two days 

 surprises me ! But never, for a moment, have I 

 doubted the fulfilment of my most sanguine expec- 

 tations resp -cling this, my favorite crop. 



Potatoes. — But you have left us nothing to do 

 but to grow : your labors began last autumn, when 

 you ploughed the land deep, and laid it liigh and 

 dry for the winter ; and before others could get on 

 their land in the spring, you had planted your crop. 

 Then again, your judicious management in not 

 moulding us up — we have only to go on to matu- 

 rity, while the crops of those who keep moulding, 

 never know where to be, or what to be at; for just 

 as they have discovered the height at which to form 

 the bulbs, comes the hoe, and buries them so deep 

 as to ruin them: they are therefore compelled to 

 begin to form their bulbs higher, to be within the 

 influence of the sun, leaving their first formed bulbs 

 to their fate ; but, exhausted in a degree by the 

 double exertion, they are weakened, so as not to be 

 able to bring the higher crop, any more than the 

 lower, to perfection, and so both are much reduc- 

 ed, both in quantity and quality, having many small 

 and useless bulbs; happy, however, if they escape 

 a third, or even a fourth moulding. Men are very 

 silly to suppose that potatoes don't know their own 

 business best ; their fear, that without moulding, 

 they would form their crops on the surface, is very 

 childish ; why, even they themselves would not be 

 guilty of any thing so thoughtless ; their desire is, 

 only to find the spot wheie they shall be within the 

 reach of the sun's rays, and men need not fear that 

 they will get above it. All the crops that are not 

 moulded up, are free from those half formed bulbs, 

 or warty excresences, which are so apt to deform 

 those which have been nursed into the rickets ; and 

 there are very few small bulbs, for the root is not 

 anxious to form more than it knows it can bring 

 to perfection. By your excellent management, you 

 will secure a harvest ten days earlier than your 

 neighbors, a crop larger in quantity, and superior in 

 quality, and which will command an extra price in 

 the market — put us down for 780 bushels per acre. 

 Clover. Sykes. — Well, this is the finest 

 crop of clover in the country, and will soon be fit 

 for the scythe. 



Clover. — And no thanks to me, for you made me 

 what I am, by that magnificent covering of compost 

 by which I was literally buried alive. If the sea- 

 son remains favorable, I c-in promise you two tons 

 Sykes. — I am not prepared to make sugar this | of hay per acre the first crop, one ton per acre the 

 year — next year I will do it without any fear of second, and a capital aftermath for your dairy, and 



ipposed conversation beitveen a provident and im- 

 provident farmer, and their respective crops and 

 stocks, Sfc. 



Frank. — Well, father, you see the book is right : 

 I othing is impossible." When shall you be ready 

 jive us the other side of that picture which you 

 iterday drew for farmer Grabb .' 

 Father. — The twin brother of the above proverb 

 " nothing like time present"— by means of both, 



!may perform prodigies ; so let us try at once, 

 e will take our neighbor Sykes for the converse 

 the picture, and suppose him going into his fields 

 I ' meditate at eventide." 



No. 1. Wheat. — Ah, Farmer, I am glad to see 



1 ; 'tis not often that you are absent for two 



fnings — I was afraid you were sick. 



Sykes. — V\'hy, you see I had promised my wife 



attend to some little alterations about the house, 



i that has prevented me Irom seeing you as usu- 



— we must take care of the women, you know, or 



7 will not take care for us — but you look well. 



ff'heat. — Yes, thanks to your bounty. I am now 



^ding on that niagnifisent coat of manure which I remuneration ! sweet recompense — no trouble all 



1 gave to the young clover last spring, and just | pleasure— all profit 



tlie time too, when it is needed, for if you will 



imine the plants on your left, you will find that 



! ear is already formed in the blade, and that 



)y are all Jive chesters, too. 



Sykes — That's capital ! Now that comes of be- 



J kind to the soil. 



Wheat. — And now, will you cast your eye over 

 ! ridges, and say if you see any piece of wheat 



the county so uniform and regular in its growth. 

 le color of the plants on the sides of the ridge, is, 

 iny ting, of a deeper green than are those on 

 ; top or crown of the ridge — a sure prognostic, 



this season of the year, of a heafy crop. The 

 Id just below is wheat, sown after a whole year's 

 low, with dung; but there the order is reversed, 

 ■ the plants which are near the furrows on the 

 les of the ridges, are weak and yellov,-. And 

 ly trace the rows of green spots, in straight lines 

 ;ht across the fields ! They were occasioned by 

 8 heaps of dung, which remained unspread for 

 ieks, until they were overgrown with weeds, upon 

 lat was termed a fallow I The weeds now are 



the result: In the mean time, unlike most other 

 speculations, the growth of the sugar beet is about 

 the most profitable crop which a farmer can grow 

 for winter food ; horses, cattle, sheep, hogs and 

 poukry, all are fond of it; and better than all, it 

 contributes, in a surprising degree, to the farmer's 

 comfort during the dreary time of winter, as it ena- 

 bles him to meet his animals without reproach, and 

 gives him the means of fattening his stock at a 

 time that others are starving ; and he can rear 

 house lamb, which about Christmas, would bring a 

 fine price in the market. In the introduction of 

 this crop to notice, there has been no mistake, and 

 in substituting it for a crop of barley, I have re- 

 liered the land of an exhausting crop, and adopted 

 one that is ameliorating ; requiring neither fallow 

 or dung, when the land is in good heart — so fare- 

 well, Mons. S. Beet. 



if that won't yield you a profit, why then quit, and 

 go a fishing ! 



6. Cows in Pasture. Sykes. — Well, Fanny, 

 Kitty and Judy, what have you done with Bill .' 



Cou's. — Oh ! he lies under yonder hedge, com- 

 plaining it is easier to lie down than to rise, and 

 thinks it hard to have to accompany us twice to the 

 yard when we go to be milked — indeed he will 

 soon be too fat to be healthy. 



Sykes. — Well I think you all live in clover, and 

 the return which you make of ten pounds of butter 

 each per week, is a proof of your gratitude for good 

 treatment. 



Cows. — We are very happy, and the proverb 

 says, "without comfort you can't make butter." — 

 But our happiness is owing to your excellent care 

 of us, especially in dividing our pasture into three 

 compartments, and changing us often — if men were 



S. Beet. — Adieu, Mons. Farmer — "vive larepub- i but sensible of the advantage this is to the dairy, 

 lie America !" | their cows would not be compelled to lie in the 



