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for ourselves ; the general distress, dismay, confusion, and suffer- 
ing — the excess of misery — which follow its paralyzing progress 
through a country, are only known to us as evils which our fellow- 
men have suffered, and from which we, and those we love most 
waiTuly, have ever been graciously spared. Year after year, from 
the early history of the country, the land has yielded her 
increase in cheerful abundance ; the fields have been filled with 
the finest of wheat, and maize, and rice, and sugar ; the orchards 
and gardens, ay, the very Avoods and wastes, have yielded all 
their harvest of grateful fruits ; the herds have fed in peace within 
a thousand quiet valleys, the flocks have Avhitened ten thousand 
green and SAvelling hills ; like the ancient people of God, Ave may 
say, that fountains of milk and honey have floAved in upon us ; 
the hummina: of the cheerful bee is heard through the long sum- 
mer day about every path, and at eventide the patient kine, yield- 
ing their nourishing treasure, stand loAving at every door. 
General scarcity in anything needful has been unknown among 
us ; now and then the failure of some particular crop has been 
foretold by the fearful, but even this partial evil has been averted, 
and the prognostic has passed avvay, leaving no trace, like the gray 
cloud overshadoAving but for an instant the yelloAV harvest-field, 
and folloAved by the genial glow of the full summer sunshine. In 
this highland A^alley we often hear fears expressed of this or that 
portion of the produce being cut off by the frosts belonging to our 
climate ; noAv we are concerned for the maize, noAv for our stock 
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of fruits, and yet hoAV seldom has the dreaded eA'il befallen us ! 
What good thing belonging to the climate has ever Avholly failed ; 
when haA^e Ave Avanted for maize, Avhen have Ave suffered from lack 
of fruit ? Every summer, currants have dried on the bushes. 
