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droutii. And ih.e more the surface has been 
broken up and pulverized, the lurther the sur- 
face roots vvili extend in search of nourishment, 
to mature line an i large ears. W e would here 
recommend, that the corn should not be turned 
down too- soon, by which error, the quality ot 
he corn is treqtently much injured. 
Ji'HN' H. Tuck:-:r, Chairman. 
June iSih^ 184i. 
From the Farmer's Cabinet. 
TREAT-MEN 1' t)F SICK AN’IM.XLS. 
There are many erroneous notions prevalent 
in the community, respecting injured or diseas- 
ed dome-siic animals, and such unnatural or in- 
jurious practices as a consequence of these in- 
correct views, that no apology is necessary for 
an attempt to subserve the cause and interest of 
these useful creatures which, it they had tongues 
to speak, would tell sad tales of the wrongs to 
■which they have been, and still are, too often 
subject. 
We do not propose to give an essay on the 
particular cases that require attention — our ob- 
ject is rather very briefly to ask the owners ol 
domestic animals to be guided by a few correct 
principles, which are applicable to nearly all 
cases, and which will at least prevent us from 
doing harm, and be the means, probabi}', of do- 
ing much good. 
In the first place, then, we would insist that 
when an animal is well he never requires any 
medicine; and when he is sick, we would pro- 
test against his being dosed with articles that are 
said to be ‘ good’ for a particular disease, with- 
out any reference to its violence or the symp- 
toms, as eomraGn sense woulddictate, that reme- 
dies the most opposite in their character and ef- 
fects, may be equally advantag;eo'us in different 
periods of the case. 
Always distrust a man and the remedy, when 
your friend declares that an article is olicaxjs 
good^ or a cerioAn acre for a disease, without re- 
ference to its symptoms — prescribing for the 
name of the disease itself— this is the very es- 
sence of quackery, in man or beast. 
A large portion ol the diseases of animals 
closely resemble those of the human family, 
and require a treatment conducted upon the 
same general principles — with some variations 
and some peculiarities, it is true; but none of 
those outrageous departures from common sense, 
which are too frequently witnessed. 
A horse with pleurisy, or inflammation in the 
lungs, or apoplexy, requires a widely different 
treatment from one with cholic or worms 
There is no more mystery about the disease of a 
horse or an ox than about those of a man, and a 
violation of natural Jaws is as productive of 
pain and injury in one as in the other. 
There is too great a propensity, everywhere, 
to resort to active treatment in all cases — a feel- 
ing that is encouraged by the ignorant or design- 
ing for selfish purposes. An adviser in sick- 
ness is often most useful, and shows most skill, 
where he only tells us what is to be avoided and 
waits for indications for more active measures — 
doing little more than preventing ignorant but 
well-meaning persons from interfering with the 
salutary and useful changes that may be going 
on. 
Remember that there is a restorative power in 
nature, to which it is always better to trust, than 
to direct active remedies without knowing for 
what particular purpose they are given. 
There is never occasion for the administra- 
tion of the disgusting combinations which the 
poor animal is made to swallow, from the mere 
whim of an ignorant horse or cow-doctor. Ma- 
ny a fine beast has been lost by his owner trust- 
ing to such prescriptions. 
_ When your animal has fever, nature would 
dictate that all stimulating articles of diet or 
medicine should be avoided. Bleeding may be 
necessary to reduce the force of the circulation — 
purging, to remove irritating substances from 
ihe bowels — moist, light, and easily digested 
food, that his weakened digestion may not be 
oppressed — cool drinks, to allay his thirst, and 
to some extent, compensate for diminished se- 
! creiions — resiand quiet, to prevent undue excite- 
ment in his system, and so on through the whole 
catalogue of diseases — but nothing to be done 
without a reason. Carry out this principle, 
and you will probably do much good— hardly 
great harm; go on any other, and your meas- 
ures are more likely to be productive of injur}’^ 
than benefit. But as we have before said, our 
object now is not to speak of diseases in detail; 
it is rather to encourage our agricultural friends 
to before they r/,cf; to have a reason that 
w'ill bear examination for every step in the 
management of a sick or injured animal; to re- 
member they have a powerful assistant in no^ 
ture, (being fairly used,) and that specifics, as 
they are called, are much fewer and less to be 
trusted, than their proprietors would have us be- 
lieve. 
We might, indeed, almost sum up what we 
would desire, in one general direction of five 
words; — tee.it your brutes like men. 
From the Western Cultivator. 
COUNTRY LIFE. 
“ God made the country, and man made the town.’" — 
Cowper. 
At this season of the year, when Nature has 
resumed her beautiful attire, and decked her 
awful aspect with the radiant smiles ofgrace- 
iulness and love, how much ought he to felici- 
tate himself, who has early cultivated her ac- 
quaintance, and is now her well-tried and cho- 
sen companion. His solitary walks, amid her 
old familiarsccnes, are fraught with light to his 
soul. With the prospect of woods, and mead- 
ows, and flowers, and “ every green thing,” 
with the voices of winds and waters, old pleas- 
ant memories throng into his heart, and noble 
aspirations start te'life, adrdng a glorjrto his fu- 
ture hopes. 
What farmer’s boy has nut dwelt with raptu- 
rous delight on the hallowed associations of his 
childhood; or his labors in the field, and his 
rambles in the woods, or his every day sports, 
and his holyday glor}" ; his mimic mill-dams, 
and stupendous domes, scarcely inferior to the 
Emperor of Lflipot’s palace ; his excursions af- 
ter wild plums and black haws, not to mention 
walnuts and hickory nuts; the incomparable 
exploits of the sugar-making season; his school- 
boy days, and all those things which he knows 
so well, yet cannot find words to describe, even 
to himself. It is really a melancholy thought, 
that the happiest period of our lives, (as we aft 
terwards clearlj^ discern,) flies awmy ere we are 
sensible of its priceless enjoi^ments. 
I do not make pretensions to any uncommon 
enthusiasm in regard to these matters, nor am I 
at all indisposed towards looking with sanguine 
hopes into the future; yet i certainly wmuld not 
resign the pleasing memory of the past, for all 
my future hopes of this world. As the days oi 
ray bo3 hood are verging "o their close, I hope I 
shall find indulgence in regretting the everlast- 
ing departure of that delightful season. I in- 
tend, as the last act of my boyish life, to write a 
tribute to those golden hours of thoughtless con- 
tent and unmingled happiness. 
It is in this spirit that I delight in the associa- 
tions which the season calls forth. Even the 
wilderness of uncultivated and unadorned na- 
ture awakens pleasing emotions. The tall 
poke-weed by the highway side, the white blos- 
somed elder, the wild rose, and plum, and apple 
tree, the willow overhanging the stream, — all 
these have an inexpressible charm. They lead 
back our thoughts to the time when “the un- 
pruned forest” waved over this fair country, and 
caused us to reverence the memory of those iron 
men who made the wilderness blossom as the 
rose, as the heritage of their posterity. 
While thinking of this subject, I will make a 
suggestion which has often occurred to me con- 
cerning the planting of trees. Every spot of 
ground unfit for cultivation, should be planted 
with a useful or ornamental tree or shrub. 
There is no occupation more pleasing, healthful 
and innocent. And setting aside all other ad- 
vantages, it would greatly add to the beauty and 
moral appearance of the country. 
But to return. It nas often struck me, at first 
thought, in viewing a populous town, as some- 
thing bordering on the ridiculous, that men 
should huddle together amidst noise and filth 
and confusion, carefully economising the pal- 
try space, while Nature’s boundless domain, 
rich in all her most precious gifts, opens a free 
range around ; 
“ Pure flows the limped stream in crj'stal tides, 
Thro’ rocks, thro’ dens, and ever verdant vales, 
Till to the town’s unhallowed wall it glides, 
Where all its purity and lustre fails.” 
I have no spile against towns or their inhabi- 
tants, 3et I can appreciate the feelings with 
which a backwoodsman would survey these lit- 
tle things of man’s contrivance — the theatre of 
his vanity; the feelinRs which caused Daniel 
Boo-ne to loathe the effeminate train which fol- 
lowed in his footsteps, and sickened his great 
soul with the bitterness of human pride. I can 
truly sa^q with regard to divers little villages 
within my knowdedge, that if the ground they 
occupv' tva-s devoted to cultivation, it would 
greatly improve the aspect of the country and 
the morals of the inhabitants. There is some- 
thing in a city lile which contracts the mind, 
and unfits it for the contemplation of the beauti- 
ful and grand in creation. The greatest men of 
j our CGuntri^and of the world were not born and 
bred in cities. Ver}’’ seldom have the3’'iui'nish- 
ed the world xvith a George Washington, or a 
Robert Bruce ; such plants requires a better soil. 
Like the oak “ monarch of the hills,” they rise 
proudly from the soil, until their boughs spread 
broad and high in the face of Heaven, and the 
tempest assails them in vain. 
Let ns lejoice, my honest, sturdtq independent 
brethren of the plow, that our lot has bet n cast 
in circumstances so highly favorable to health, 
virtue, and prosperity ; and we will bless the 
memory of our fathers for bequeathing to us 
this legacy of freedom and happiness. There is 
no human dignit}’ superior to yours, and no oth- 
er country on earth in which talents and virtu- 
ous independence find so congenial an atmos- 
phere. If you have learned to view things in 
this their true light, you will never give v;ay to 
a repining spirit, nor look with longing ev’es on 
the charms ot wealth and state ; and, least of 
all, upon those callings brought forth and nour- 
ished b3’ ignorance, for 'the support of idleness 
and knaver}^ The proudest votaries of ambi- 
tion have in every age paid a silent but expres- 
sive tribute to the surpassing dignity of rural 
life, in finally courting retirement, the sponta- 
neous and innocent pleasures which it affords. 
Wisely did lhe3' act, w’hen wearied with the un- 
substantial vagaries of the wmrl I, and the vanity 
of popular applause, in repairing to that living 
fountain of bliss vouchsafed by Providence to 
the restless children of men ; but wiser had been 
their course, had their footsteps nev'er strayed 
prom the flowery banks of its refreshing waters ; 
“For the calm comforts of an easy mind. 
In yonder lonely cot delight te dwell, 
.And leave the statesman for the lab’nnghind, 
The regal palace for the lowly cell.” 
Wayne County, Indiana. Isaac Julian. 
ECONOMY. 
M. Sat, the celebrated French -veriter on po- 
litical economy, has the following story ; 
“Being in the country, I had an example of 
one of those small losses which a family is ex- 
posed to through negligence. From the want of 
a latch of small value, the wicket of a barn- 
yard, (looking to tire fields,) was left open , eve- 
ry one who went through Lew the door to, but 
having no means to fasten it, it re-opened. One 
day a fine pig got out and ran into the wood, 
and immediately all the world was after it ; the 
gardener, the cook, dairy maid, all ran to reco- 
ver the swine. The gardener got sight of him 
first, and jumping over a ditch to stop him, he 
sprained his ancle, and was confined a fortnight 
to the house. The cook, on her return, found all 
the linen she had left to dry by the fire burned ; 
and the dairy maid having ran oflT before she tied 
the cows, one of them broke the leg of a colt in 
the stable. The gardener’s lost time was worth 
