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1. I am a hale and heart - y boy, As one would wish to 6ee, And of - ten, though a lit - tie chap, I 
2. All scenes of na - ture I ad - mire, None else so smil - ing seem, The sha - dy nook, the flow-ery grove, And 
3. I love to look at pleas - ant fields, I love the balm - y breeze, I love to hear the lit - tie birds, All 
4. I love to fur - row up the ground, And cul - ti - vate the soil, I love to see it spring-ing forth, The 
5. I would not be a doc - - tor, The sick to cure or kill; I would not be a law - yer, no! To 
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warbling in the trees, And those who live a country life, Such things as these may see; 
good and luscious spoil; For fields of wheat .and corn, indeed, I dear-ly love to see; 
talk a - gainst my will; I may not be a preacher, Tho’I like him of the three; 
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doctor good morning, and left the room. He went 
home, feeling that he had “ looked a gift horse in the 
mouth.” The next time any of our young readers 
receive a present they do not quite like, let them 
remember the wedding gift and the doctor’s fee. 
X Song for Ifon. 
Here is a song for all of you Boys, and note the * 
that “ the Girls may join them.” Indeed that is es¬ 
sential, we think, not only because girls should 
enter into the spirit of the words , but also because 
their voices are needed to make the harmony com¬ 
plete. Latterly, it has seemed to us that boys are 
less fond of singing, than they were a few years ago. 
We find in almost every school a few boys, or 
half-grown men, who seldom try to sing. They 
seem to think themselves too large to sing ! Per¬ 
haps the boys are becoming rougher in temper 
and disposition. Music, especially singing, has a 
softening, sweetening effect upon the temper. No 
people in the world are less quarrelsome than the 
Scotch, and a distinguished writer attributes this to 
the fact, that in Scotland, more than anywhere else, 
the boys and girls, large and small, and the men and 
women too, all sing; they sing at school, at the 
fireside, at the festive gathering, at their work in 
the fields and in the houses—indeed, everywhere! 
Boys, if you feel cross frequently; if you are some¬ 
times out of humor with yourselves because you 
feel that you are cross, then learn to sing; and 
when you feel sour, sing all the more earnestly. We 
believe that almost every body could sing, if they 
tried hard enough, and especially if they began early. 
—Well, here is a pretty song, one that will leave a 
good impression, composed expressly for the boys 
who read the American Agriculturist, by our friend, 
Wm. B. Bradbury, whose sweet music is sung in 
every church, and in almost every Christian family 
the country over. Mr. Bradbury loves rural pur¬ 
suits ; he has a beautiful home over in New-Jersey, 
and in the song he has doubtless spoken out just 
what he feels. We are glad to learn that he is pre¬ 
paring a new song book for Boys and girls, to be 
called the “ Carol;” and he says he likes this song 
so well, that he would like to retain the copyright 
for his own book. 
We very eheerfully leave over a lot of stories, 
puzzles, etc., prepared for this page, to make room 
for the song. Let all the Boys and Girls learn it 
and sing it. Let those of you who can not read 
the notes, get somebody to teach them to you. 
Boys, don’t omit the notes to be whistled !—We pro¬ 
pose that on the first day of May all our young 
readers sing the song with us at sunrise. You in 
Maine, and you in New-Brunswick and Nova Scotia 
begin, and the thousands of our Canada Bo 3 - s join 
in, and let it ring through the land, away through 
the Middle and Western States, and on to the 
Pacific, and even to the Sandwich Islands. 
Here we go: “ A Farmer, a Farmer I will lei" 
