ELEVEN) COME AND SEE MY CABBAGES 
fork was invented for digging, and the plow was 
made of steel — after which it occurred to the gar- 
dener that he could avoid most of his back-break- 
ing work, and get better tilth, as well as more beets 
and turnips, by using a horse. This change of 
tools threw the garden open, instead of keeping it 
surrounded with hedges, and quite changed its 
character. It is now adjacent to the corn and po- 
tato fields, instead of being an adjunct of the 
kitchen and flower garden. The horse does the 
work of ten men, and does it better. The farmer 
does not grow stoop-shouldered, and Markham’s 
“Man with the Hoe” becomes a slander. 
In a small place of five or ten acres it will not pay 
you to undertake to grow all sorts of vegetables, 
unless you devote yourself to truck farming. There 
are very few gardens in New England and the Mid- 
dle States, outside of the Connecticut valley and 
similar locations, where onions can be grown as 
cheaply as they can be bought. If you are crowded 
for room, or short of help, do not even under- 
take your own cabbages, while cauliflower needs 
special care and extra good culture. I have lately 
found it cheaper to buy my celery of experts. This 
hint is quite important, for there is a knack in 
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