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means to ward off the danger of falling out of the stomach 
in the course of digestion. In the months of June and 
July the following year (being deposited the August and 
October previous on the horse in the egg) they, by the 
coarse ot Nature, having been deprived of the nether ap- 
pendage, are thrown off by the course of digestion When 
once attached to the stomach (which is done as soon as 
they enter) they never relax their hold until forced by 
Nature, 
I have ?een them bedded in the stomach, having the 
appearance of young bees in the comb, their heads a frac- 
tion above the membrane of the stomach, when extracted 
forming cells, produced by partial inflammation from the 
smallness of numbers, upon the same principles of a tick 
bite on persons. Where the numbers are increased, and 
the horse well fed on corn, general inflammation ensues 
and gangrene; hence the expression, “ They have eaten 
through.’’ 
1 have never seen a horse die with botts that had been 
fed on grass or oats alone. Horses well fed on corn are 
more susceptible of inflammation than those on grass or 
which are allowed to graze. 
I would give you my remedies and experiments on botts, 
&c., but am fearful of intrusion. Yours, A. P. R, 
Salt Spruig. Ga., 1857. 
P, S. — Do you know anything of the Rio Mara% Some 
25 seed came to me for sale, from Messrs. May & Harris, 
of Spring Place, Ga. They stated that the leaves were an 
infallible cure for snake bite and an ornamental tree, &c. 
FItOST IN TEXAS, AND .SOME REFEECTIONS 
Thereou. 
Editors Southern Cultivator — It is now 9 o’clodk. 
The sun rose this morning with that peculiar majesty and 
beauly, which characterizes a lovely Spring morning 
The same blue expansive vault encircled us above, as 
though a warm invigorating Spring morning was ushered 
in. But how deceptive are appearances. All else is 
changed, and " such a change.” Now as I look forth from 
my window, I see the pride and beauty of the forest is 
gone ; the tendergrass and flowering herb, and the sturdy, 
stalwart son of the forest, are alike the sharers of one com- 
mon fate. Though they have struggled long against their 
comthon foe, they are again locked in the cold embrace ot 
the“ice King,” and their tender offspring, the leaves and 
flowers, are swept from thein by his cold and icy breath. 
Many conjectures have I, in regard to this withering si- 
moon. There is a resemblance between this affliction and 
the scourge visited upon the Egyptians by the destroying 
angel of a sin-avenging God, It is sure, I believe, in the 
fixed unalterable laws of Divine wisdom. Nor, do I pre- 
tend to say, that this is a direct and special Providence. 
But permit me here to indulge for one moment in a sketch 
drawn from mv own fancy; I will then compare this cold 
North Wind to the blighting influence of Northern fanati- 
cism : 
In its ice-like thraldom it has crippled and withered our 
Southern Institutions. Whenever, or whereever, the sun 
of our prosperity has gladdened our hearts, the cold with- 
ering’ breath of a jealous, envious brotherhood, has swept 
over Ms, paralizing our efforts, like as the touch of the 
deadly ‘ Upas tree,” whose venom poisons every current, 
and lays its victim beneath its shade. 
Where is California, with her gold, her fruits, her flow- 
ers I the withering breath of the “ Ice King” has swept 
over her, and her fate is sealed. Where is Kansas, the 
land of strife! The “ Ice King’s” fetters bind her in his 
chains, whose locks and bolts are doubly riveted. I could 
ask where several other States are, that once blossomed I 
«Jider the genial sun of Southern skies, but alas the fierce 
“Ice King” has bound them in fetters more strong than 
the Icebergs of eternal snow. 
Now the great lesson to be drawn from this fancy sketch 
is simply this: That we of the South have greatly over- 
looked our safest policy, while the North as an agricultu- 
ral people, have outstripped us, have been the wise hus- 
bandmen, have improved their soils, their stocks, their 
machinery, in short, their all (but fanaticism ) 
We have been the dupes of a miserable system Oui^ 
motto being to make all we could from our rich virgin soil,^ 
exhaust its capabilities in a few years as we could, then 
off to the woods again, and so on, and on still; we have 
struggled without attaining our desired object, until now 
we are forced to lament our departed greatness, and to 
wish for the bright stars of the Southern Galaxy which 
we have lost in unequal combat, or an unwise and distor- 
ted poliey. 
Now, whenever Southern Agriculture shall take that 
prominent stand in the eyes of her people, that it should ; 
when her sons, warmed now as they are by the genial 
rays of a Southern sun, shall eclipse in education, moral 
and intellectual, their brothers of the North, then, and not 
until then, may we expect the sceptre of our greatness to 
return. 
The fault of our present situation is not so much to be 
attributed to what we have done as to what we have left 
undone. 
The North has budded up her Agricultural Schools ; she 
has extended her manufactures; she has whitened every 
sea with her Commerce, and last, though not by any 
means least, she has aided that powerful auxiliary, the 
Agricultural press. 
Now these are things which, as Southern Politicians, 
Statesmen or Philanthropists, we have wofully neglected. 
Can we expect, let me ask, in any wise expect, a return of 
our former greatness, unless we aid the Agricultural press, 
that auxiliary alone which can mitigate the sorrow^s of the 
poor old field, or alleviate the pain of that suicidal and 
reckless course heretofore practiced by Southern farmers'? 
I answer no, and one word of advice to my brother far- 
mers, send your dollar and get the “ Southern Cultivolor 
for if my parents have not taught me augury in vain, this 
year will be one that will be numbered with the famous 
list of short crop years. Yours, R. D. H. 
Boston j Rome Co., Texas, April 1857. 
A Simple Cure for a Snake Bite. — Mr. Jno. Andrews, 
of this district, informs us that a few days since he was 
fishing; he had with him a small negro boy, who mis- 
taking a mocasin for a stick, picked it up and was bitten 
on the thumb. Mr. A. had frequently been informed that 
his grand-father, one of our oldest settlers, who was a 
great hunter, had never failed to prevent any evil conse- 
quences resulting from a snake bite by washing the 
wound in water, and at the same squeezing out the poi- 
son. He, in this case, resorted to this cure. Holding the 
wounded member under water, he washed it for some 
time. The cure was complete; the thumb did not even 
swell. The bite of the mocasin is as much dreaded as 
that of the rattle snake. This statement may be relied 
upon. Mr. Andrews is a man of character . — Darlington 
Flag. ^ 
Scalding Milk. — The Devonshire mode of managing 
milk, whether intended for the churn or otherwise, is to 
scald it immediately, as it is strained from the cow. After 
this operation, it does not sour so soon, even in summer ; 
and if it is intended for butter-making, you have sweet 
milk for family use, after the cream is taken off. In winter 
the cream that is taken from scalded milk will not re- 
quire more than 15 minutes churning to bring it to butter. 
