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NEW ENGLAND FARMER. 



Jan. 



devoted to his land ; cutting wood and poles in 

 winter; then fencing; then in spring, planting 

 in hope ; cnltivating, haying, composting, &c. 

 through the summer; reajjing the fruit of his la- 

 bor in autumn ; while his sales all the year round 

 bring in the dollars, and the difference between 

 his cash outlay and his cash receipts is his profit, 

 and yet our farmer is a stay-at-home man ; he 

 don't hire out on the road, or go about hewing, to 

 get money to ])ay his taxes ; for the old proverb 

 teaches, that "The foot of the owner is the best 

 manure." There is always enough to do on his 

 own land, by which his future work will be easier 

 done, with greater profit. 



lIo])ing to recur to this subject again, when I 

 will enter into figures bearing upon the first and 

 fourth requisites, as above, I remain as usual, 



Annapolitan. 



Clarence Centre, Nova Scotia, Oct. 18, 1862. 



PRODUCTION OF QRAIIf. 



We compile from WelWs Produce Reporter, 

 published in Chicago, a few figures relating to the 

 amount of grain received there at different periods 

 of the year. Total receipts of wheat for the week 

 ending" October 25, 18(52, 4:36,091 bushels, of the 

 value of >?;}91,144 ; previously, since January 1st, 

 10,184,481 bushels, of the value of $8,755,385. 

 Of corn there was received during the week end- 

 ing October 25, 1862, 951,140 bushels, of the value 

 of §31.'3,751 ; previously, from January 1st, the 

 whole amount was 26,677,877 bushels, of the value, 

 in toio, of $7,858,511. 



Look at the amount of grain, and then look at 

 its value ; and these are but two staples out of 

 four or five great ones. Rye, oats and flour we 

 have not quoted at all. Up to October, 25, 1862, 

 grain to the amount of 30,862,358 bushels, of an 

 aggregate value of $16,613,896, passed through 

 one poi-t of the great grain-growing countries of 

 the West. 



In connection with these figures, examiwe the 

 quantity produced in Iowa, as compiled from a 

 journal published in that State. The yield of 

 wheat is estimated at 20,000,000 bushels this year ; 

 being 1,750,000 bushels more than the crop of 

 1861. There have been 1,325,000 acres of corn 

 cultivated this year, which will yield 76,250,000 

 bushels, or an excess over the crop of last vear of 

 16,000,000 bushels. Oats will reach 10,000,000 

 bushels ; hay, 1,000,000 tons ; sorghum syrup, 

 3,000,000 gallons ; and potatoes double last year's 

 q\]antity. What arc the fables of the valleys of 

 diamonds and mines of rubies and gems, compared 

 wich such solid and substantial wealth as this ? — 

 Scientijic American. 



A CfUK Foil Wakt.s. — Apply nitric acid (aqua- 

 fortis) to the centre of the wart, till it begins to 

 become painful ; then rub it over with sweet oil 

 or any other, and in two or three days the wart 

 will come ofl". 



Another. — Dissolve as much common washing 

 .soda in a tablespoonful of water as the water will 

 take up ; wash the warts with this for a minute 

 or two, and let them dry without wiping. This, 

 repeated, is said to destroy the ugliest warts in a 

 short time. 



For tfie New England Farmer. 

 PUNCTUALITY. 



I noticed in the Farmer of Nov. 1 an article 

 from "vSarah," entitled "Being in Season." The 

 beneficial results of promptness cannot be ques- 

 tioned. But 1 do question whether a farmer's 

 wife can be so strictly and unwaveringly punctual 

 as Sarah recommends. Many a wife has "tried 

 it ;" indeed, nearly every young wife commences 

 housekeeping very systematically, but soon finds, 

 to her sorrow, that "rules will not work." Could 

 she be suppfied with all the assistance which she 

 needs, but which so few young farmers can afford, 

 — and could she also receive the sympathy and 

 co-operation of her husband, I have no doubt 

 there could be perfect success. But the fact is, 

 men, as a class, do not believe in punctuality ; at 

 least, they do not show their faith by their works. 



Suppose that twelve is your appointed dinner 

 hour. After a morning of unceasing toil, perhaps 

 with a fretful, teething baby in your arms, the nice 

 dinner which is to go so far toward keeping the 

 love of your husband, is all prepared just as the 

 bell i-ings for noon. You smooth out the wrinkles 

 of care and weariness from your face, the "pleas- 

 ant smile and kiss of welcome" are all ready, but 

 the "lord" comes not. Five minutes pass, — ten, 

 — the steam from the roast meat and potatoes 

 grows thin and vanishing, — fifteen, and potatoes 

 and pudding are placed in the oven "to keep 

 warm," while you snatch a book or paper to fill up 

 the spare moments. Half an hour passes, and the 

 wrinkles return in spite of all your efforts to "pos- 

 sess your soul in patience." You are glad of the 

 time to read or tend baby, but you cannot help 

 thinking how the washing or ironing, which was 

 left unfinished, might have progressed in that half 

 hour, and how the afternoon which you depended 

 upon for sewing must be shortened and broken. 

 No. "Better" 7iot "wait fifteen minutes yourself, 

 than cause your husband to wait five." Why isn't 

 a woman's time as valuable as a man's ? Why 

 must she be the soul of punctuality, or be met by 

 her husband "on his pinnacle of sternness," while 

 he waits without reproof to finish just that bit of 

 work before he leaves it, or to talk over the last 

 war news with the neighbor who is passing? 



Will it do to excuse yourself to morning callers ? 

 You have no girl, and answer the ring of the door 

 bell yourself. You meet a friend who has few 

 family cares herself, and does not know or realize 

 yours. You really value her friendship, and a 

 half hour's chat with her would do your soul good. 

 Now, will you inform her that she interferes with 

 your domestic arrangements, that husband expects 

 his dinner at twelve o'clock precisely, and will 

 take no excuse if it is delayed, and therefore she 

 will oblige you by going her way? How many 

 friends would you have? And how comfortable 

 would you feel ? "Invite them into the kitchen." 

 I, for one, do not want my visitors in the kitchen. 

 They are in the way there. Just so surely as I 

 continue my baking or ironing before the criticis- 

 ing eyes of a caller, the dough adheres provokingly 

 to the moulding board, and the iron to the shirt- 

 bosom, until I am M'orried into a fever heat, and 

 seek relief by inviting my visitor to her proper 

 station, the parlor. In my humble opinion, the 

 man who will take no excuse for an occasional late 

 1 meal, and who will not patiently and cheerfully 



