1861. 



THE ILLINOIS FAEMER. 



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Du Page Couxtt Nubseribs. — Messrs. L. EUs- 

 w.orth & Co. present the readers of the Faeeek 

 with an attractive list of trees and plants in this 

 number, not only attractive in quality and quan- 

 tity, but in the extremely low price. With such 

 announcements as these and others in our paper 

 of this month, we hardly think many of our 

 readers will be seen buying New York exchange 

 and waiting until the season is far advanced for 

 trees, delayed by transportation. Send for a 

 catalogue or order at once. 



Rock me to Sleep. 



Backward, turn backward, oh Time, in your flight. 

 Make me a child again, juat for to night ! 

 Mother come back from the echoIesB ^ore. 

 Take me again te yuur he rt as of yore — 

 Kiss from my forehead the farrows of care. 

 Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair — 

 Ove my slumbers yoar loving watch keep — 

 Rock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep ! 



Backward, flow backward, oh, tide of years ! 



I am so weary of toils and of tears — 



Toil wit bout recompense — ^teai s all in vain — 



Take them and give me my childhood agsun I ' 



I have grown weary of dust and decay. 



Weary of flinging my soul's wealth away — 



Weary of sowing for others to reap ; 



Rock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep ! 



Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue. 

 Mother, oh, mother, my heart calls for yon I 

 Many a summer the gruas has grown green, 

 Blossomed and faded— our faces between— 

 Yet with strong yearning and passionate pain, 

 Long I to-uight for your presence again ! 

 Cume from the silence so long and so deep — 

 Rock me to sle p, mother — rock me to sleep ! 



Over my heart In days that are flown, 

 No lo ve like mother-iove ha^ shone — 

 No other worship abides and endures. 

 Faithful, unselflsh, and patient, like yours, 

 N one like a mother can charm away pain, 

 From the sick and the world weary brain; 

 Slumber's sort calm o'er my heavy lids creep — 

 Rock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep ! 



Come let your brown hair, just lighted tritb gold, 

 Fall on your shoulders again as of old — 

 Let it fall ovei my forehead to-night. 

 Shading my faint eyes away from the light — 

 For with its sunny edged shadows once more, 

 Happily will throng the sweet vis ons of yore, 

 Loviugly, softly, it > bright billows will sweep — 

 Rock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep I 



Mother, dear mother ! the years have been long 

 Since I last hushed to your lullaby song — 

 Sing then, and until my soul it sbail seem 

 Womanhood's years have been but a dream ; 

 Clasped to your arms in a loving embrace. 

 With your ligut laahes j ust sweeping my lace, 

 Never herealier to wake or to weep — 

 Rock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep ! 



Egtptia;« Nukberies. — Our friends in South 

 Illinois will do well to look over the list of this 

 nursery, and they will be repaid with a fine show 

 of valuable plants, besides the usual stock of 

 'ruit trees. 



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Special Notice. — For terms see prospectus on 

 last page. All exchanges and communications 

 for the eye of the editor should be directed to 

 Illinois Farmer, Champaign, 111. Electrotypes 

 and business matters, and subscriptions, to the 

 publishers, Springfield, 111. Implements and 

 models for examination should be sent to the edi- 

 tor. The editor will, so far as it can be done, 

 personally test and examine all new machines and 

 improvements submitted to his inspection. He 

 will be found at home, on his farm, nearly all of 

 ihe time. So far as it is possible the conductors 

 on the I. C. R. R. will let off passengers at bis 

 place, which is directly on the road, three and a 

 half miles south of the Urbana station, now the 

 city of Champaign. , *^ 



Springfield Nursert. — Messrs. Hood & Co 

 have entered the capital of the State and propose 

 to adorn and beauti'y, not only the city, but the 

 adjacent country with the useful and the beauti- 

 ful. Our Springfield friends are rather enthusi- 

 astic planters, but they have been badly sold 

 with French roses and other foreign fixings, 

 and we are pleased to see that they can find 

 something at home well worth their attention. 

 Give the new men a thorough trial and we trust 

 you will not repent it. You cannot be worso off 

 than with itinerant tree and plant pedlars and 

 bogus nurserymen who squat down for a season's 

 sa!e. 



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The Grove Nursery.— The old Doctor has 

 probably some of the most superb evergreens to 

 be had. in the State. He took the first premium 

 last year on the best acre of young forest trees, 

 and to do this must have had fine trees. The 

 Doctor is the oldest of the northern nurserymen, 

 and his grounds are rich in rare and valuable 

 trees and plants. 



— Why is a retired carpenter like a lecturer ? 

 Because he is an ex-planer. 



WooDBUEN Nursery.— Our friend Huggins 

 keeps on in the even tenor of his way in supply- 

 ing the planting public with a superb assortment 

 of stock. Mr. H. is a thorough cultivator, and 

 a close observer, and will make you good selec- 

 tions for the orchard, besides, he sells cheap 

 when you consider the fine trees and plants that 

 he sends out. 



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Chester White Pigs, — We have inquiries in 

 regard to this breed of pigs. They are for sale 

 by our S. A. Bushnell. See his card. 



