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MISS BRIDGET CRIMPLE’S GUNPOWDER IMPERIAL TEA DRINKING PARTY. Were you ever in the ' vora p^oT^jpP*' you like ■ hrrr-\ it “T.-xlcs-.f | Tnonth at a time with a bad cold, which al ternately attacked the head and chest, caus ing one day the nose to run streams of lim ped water and the next the broncheal ves sels to be in a stale of lilillalion from par tial congestion ? If you are a stranger to these three conditions of horror, then you cannot appreciate my pipsent state nor enter fully into my feelings. I am singularly constituted. Every full moon I have an at- j * tack of the blue devils. Why cruel fate has thus decreed I know not, J sometimes think myself a lunatic, and others 1 believe have come to the same sage conclusion. lam now hard pressed by my old enemy, and byway of shaking liimgfT, I am forced to note down the suggestions of a confused mind. The first idea then which pops into my head is the table-talk of a party ol old maids, i assembled at a gunpowder-imperial tea dink- j ing, at which 1 was an honored guest. It is i well known, I believe, that this portion of; our fair sex, without an exception, are much ! addicted to the habit of tea drinking. They cling with greater tenacity to their favorite beverage, than does the toper to his grog’ 1 the smoker to his pipe, or the chewier to his | tobacco. I cannot account why all old I maids should be so fond of tea, unless it ex- j erls a peculiar soothing influence over their | temperaments, which at this time of life are rather excitable and morose. But then this surmise as to the cause, cannot be entertain ed when we look at the effects. You never saw an old maid steamed up with Young Hyson, Bohea, or Imperial, that had not greater volubility of tongue than ever, and that was not more disposed to do greater injustice to all things aroml her. How and why this is I know not, but still, it is a fact which must be conceded, that all old maids; are proverbially fond of tea. Well to proceed—l had just returned from a pleasant walk the other afternoon, when upon my table I found a nicely folded note, written in a fair hand and addressed to my self. It ran thus— Miss Bridget Crimple present her compliments to Mr. and solicits the honor of his company to tea, at her house, on Tuesday evening next. Rose-bud Cottage, April 26, 1817. I read and re-read the note attentively, and then involuntarily exclaimed, “What in the devil is the matter with old Miss Bridget MIM ADVeXkM * — - —— - - - (Crimple, She must be coming out surely, j J never heard of her having invited a young I gentleman to her house before. 1 wonder il ■jshe will have any young ladies on the oc casion. There is something in the wind I rely upon it. 1 will go, that is reduced ton certainly, all things willing.” So with this ■ determination 1 hopped the PolTm step, hummed a line or two from a sentimental song and then cased oil upon a monthly magazine. I was kept in a sort of nervous state until the long-vvished-for Tuesday ! evening arrived. When it did come, had I any one peeped into my chamber about a (couple of hours before sunset, they would have seen me before the glass trying to tic ja beau Villar’s knot; with my face cleanly (shaved, rny hair oiled and perfumed, tav 1 Slrohmver pants fitting gaiter-like over a pair of Harman’s broad-toed boots, and my i while vest with a standing collar sliiily j starched, filling my person with un wrinkl ed precision. I had not as yet put on my I Paris coat, for my valid Cains Martins, ol i ebony complexion, was standing a one side i brushing the motes from its glossy black isurface. When lie had finished he handed lit to me, with a low bow saying, “Massa, j when yon puts on dis switch tail de repres sion upon de young ladies will be regular ! killin’, I links. I can’t see how dey can ! desist de charms of sich a nice young gemp i man any how—he! he! lie!” “Ah! Cains, i you are always disposed to flatter me — j come that will do now, just go to the stable land saddle my horse and have him here in double-quick time.” “Cartainly sir,” and with a broad grin mil be went. In the mean time i whirled about the room, sometimes peeping into the glass and thinking to my self that after all, when daessed, 1 was not (such a had looking fellow, j began to be i lieve with Cains, that I was almost irresis table, and if the 1 ulics had any taste I thought i was calculated to produce a few sighs, and cause a considerable disturbance about their finer feelings. In a few minutes Cains announced that uiv horse was icady. So with t!io joyous hope of meeting with the fair forest gtii.s and .-pending a pleasant evening, I sat out in a last ranter ior the house of Miss Bridget Crimple. It becomes me now to speak in reference to Miss Bridget, so that my readers may have some idea in regard to so imp ntanl a personage. She is then, first, a spinster, with a good deal of gaul and wormwood worked up in her composition, whi'h sure' ingredients have been reiv'mjj-i a little snore pungent since she ' u Uifutl *h*>V inokA* upon luemas very w- ' ipv”' r gently nen to see her r ~~mprr ~ ~ 1 wru surpris ed when she honored me with an invitation. Her appearance is not the most prepossess ing, being somewhat of the Meg Merriiv’s or der, with thin visage, sharp nose, small black eyes, thin lips, and a mouth ornamented with only two teeth in front, an upper and a lower, incisa. She is close on to fifty, and the grey .hairs have .icuriy rooted out 'all those which were ones jetty black.— I Miss Bridget also has a tongue, which con i trary to all principles in mechanics, has ac- Iqnired sharpness from constant usage, bhc can be very agreeable to those whom she likes, but don’t incur her displeasure, for blasting is the tempest she will raise about your ears. An hour’s ride brought me to Rosc-hud Cottage. The sun was just sitting and as his last rays fell upon the cottage windows, surrounded as they were with woodbine and honeysuckle, 1 dismounted my horse at the yard gate, walked to the front door, and i was ushered by a smut into a neat little par j ior, well furnished and having about it the i air of every comfort. I expected to find as I entered several ladies assembled, but to !my surprise there was no one in the room save a tall, honey and gaunt gentleman, who from all appearances had seen some two score and ten winters. His hair was of a dirty sandy color and cropped around like the Round-heads in the time of Charles I. i lie stooped much in the shoulders. Had a | low receding forehead, with bushy eye j brows which nearly concealed a pair of j twinkling grey eyes. His nose was long land hooked ; liis mouth wide and teeth pro l.. 1 jecting. The nether man was not more captivating, for a pair of striped pants, strap ped down with strips of white leather, con cealed his broom-stick legs, and a pair of heavy Yankee hoots decked out his feet, which projected much backwards in the shape of heels. He wore also on this oc casion a snuff-colored coat of ancient cut, with heavy collar, short waist and swallow tail. His vest was black, and his cravat be ! ing snowy while was tied in such a manner as to prevent his very high shirt collar from cutting the lower portion of his cars. I must confers 1 was a little tickled at the outre appearance of this gentleman. I had never seen him before and wc were stran gers. 1 commenced a conversation, how ever, about the weather, the very late spring, the crops, Oyc. I found him a man of few (words, and rather disposed to be taciturn. We sat for some time perfectly silent, he twirling one thumb around the other and ' occasionally sighing, “ah imo jieclore ,” and I fit to burst with laughter, wondering what 1 sort of an “hanimal” this could be. In a i few minutes my awkward condition was rc- PORT TORACCO, (MD.) THURSDAY, MAY 13, 1817. lieved bv the appearance of Miss Bridget, who spoke to me rather cordially and ex pressed some gratification at my being pre sent. Perceiving 1 was a stranger to her friend, she immediately observed, “Mr. ; let me make yon acquainted with Mr. Eze kiel Shanks;** Mr. Shanks, Mr. .” Whereupon we both arose, extended to each other the right hand, and then took our seals. I learned afterwards that this Mr. Shanks was a bachelor, tiie patriarch of the neigh borhood w hom all the old women and old (maids idolized. He was also a half-way sort of temperance lecturer and preacher and the Delphic oracle that was consuked in troublesome limes. !t was in .v candle-light, and the next room was made musical by the rattlingrfof tongues. My expectations were all on tip toe. I thought the young girls were hiding themselves, and were too bashful to make their appearance. 1 was wishing to mys ; If that Miss Bridget would make them co.nc into the parlor, wdien the next door opened and a negro girl as black as “midnight in a coal pit” announced that tea was ready.’— Miss Bridget led the way, saying “Walk'in gentlemen to tea.” Mr. Shanks and my; .df followed. i In the whole of my intercourse with •so ciety I never recollect of having been so sadlv disappointed, or having had so great a damper pul upon the ardor of mv feelings as when 1 entered that room. Expeciing to see a party of light-hearted young girls with floating ringlets, bright eyes and w in- o “ “ nine smiles, what did I behold !—three old maids as prim and stiff as a may-pole, w till looks that would have soured the swecmsl j pan of milk from the best country dairy. There they stood the faded emblems of un fortunate humanity dressed out in fancy silks with rnuiton-lcg sleeves, and having a 'deep frill of rufllcs around their necks some thing after the manner of old Queen Bess. I was introduced hv Miss Bridget to one as .Miss Chtvrloitc Spinkey; to another as Miss Betsey Dnhhs, and to the third as Miss An gelica Sniiile. To each 1 made a formal how r which they returned with a slight mo tion of the head. Having gotten through will; this part of the ceremony, Mr. Sha *ks 1 was requested to take the foot ol the table, which ho did after having pronounced a i grace which a hungry man would haveron . sidered rather 100 lengthy. The table fvas 1 neatly spread, having upon it a print of Ucsli ' butter, hot rolls and corn cakes, a diskof : | apple sauce, smoked herrings, radishes i pit* her of sweet milk. Bn; there vjMgßa iT niinJJ; aiiu mat ~oI;ee. This however was not a n •■’liking party. Instead of collet there cat ■ j on the right of Miss Bridget a black earthen tea pot, through the spout of which poured , a current of steam scented with the odor of ( the gunpowder-imperial. Upon the fire was ja large iron tea kettle boiling ‘ufskly. in each corner dosed two cats near lie chair ol Miss Budget stood a eme-eyed if c, with tail tightly curled anxiously looking . up in the face of his mistress for something .•to cat. When tea was dished out the ■ tongues of this interesting party began to ; revolve like the paddles of a steam boat un der a high press of steam. Miss Spinkv 1 j commenced by saving, “Have you heard the ■ news?” “No! No!” was the answer of ail. “What is it?” “Well you see they say Alice Jones is going to marry Frederick Dawson!” “What a pity,” observed Miss Duhbs. “Yes, indeed,” said Miss Sniiile, i(“l thought Alice had more sense. 1 would not marry such a man if there was no other gin the w’orld. Do you know that this young man gels drunk, gambles and is (spending his money fast? Lor me, how ■ I foolish some of those young girls are! 1 iam surprised at Alice’s mother. 1 wonder . she don’t put a stop to it. Alice might he ■ a very fine girl, but poor thing she has been spoilt by the attentions shown her, anti she is very weak-minded, yon know.” “Oh !” ■ replied Miss Bridget, “old Mrs. Jones thinks Mr. Dawson is rich, and so fond is she of money that she would be willing for Alice to marry any sort ol character provided he ■ had wealth. Don’t you see how she in vites no one but rich young men to her bouse, and howr she honevsthetn up? —don’t • toll me —can’t you see what she is after ? And she pretends to lie religions too, when ■ she is going to all the balls in the neighbor ■ hood and having card parties at her house ■ for the young folks! Yes, and the next ’ Sunday she will come to church and look , as sanctified as a saint. Oh, what a world is > this?’ “Yes, ladies,” observed Mr. Shanks ■ in a deep hoarse voice, “it is a very wicked , world and the people, instead of growing ■ heller, arc becoming worse.” Here there - was a pause of about a minute. 1 felt afraid - to speak lest 1 might bring upon myself this i battery of vituperation. Miss Dnbbs was I on the eve of finishing the fourth cup of tea, ; when she let out upon a certain Mr. Muggs 1 and his w’ifc. “Now, there is John Muggs -(who lias just been married a twelve-month, . and he treats his wife like a beast. Sallv , Stiggins came to my house yesterday and r told me they had a regular fight; but 1 bc . lieve he is not to blame, for they say his 2 wife drinks.” “Is it possible!” exclaimed 1 all. “Yes,” continued Miss Dnbbs, “and 1 what’s more she swears like a trooper.”— t “I’ll be bound,” replied Miss Bridget, “the i poor woman is not so much to blame.— - Don’t tell me about these men—l know something about this 31 r. John Muggs—he was very near going to the penitentiary for forgery, and is no better than he should be.”; ;“I wish he had gone,” said Miss Snitlle. “It would have saved his poor wife a good deal of misery. Oh! have you heard,” continu ed Miss Sniffle, “that Mary Dun has behav ed very badly?” “No! How?” “Why, .she ran off the other day with Peter Coal, the blacksmith’s son. Old Dun is furious— lias disinherited her, and wont suffer her to come to his house,” “1 am glad of it,” ex claimed Miss Dubbs, “it serves him right.; Old Dun was a perfect hog. He treated I that child shamefully. They say when he j 'took a whim he would lock her up for two days at a time, and feed her upon bread and, water. Oh, the old brute! I should likei to lie his wife for a short time; I lay I; would lead him a dance.” Here Miss Snif- j lie slopped to catch her breath and wipe the! persperalion from her bumpy face, which! was now Hushed by the heal of the gun-j powder-imperial. In the name of common sense, thought I, what is coming next? 1 would give any thing reasonable to gel clear i of ibis party. 1 tried to change the topic and edge in a word now and then, hut it was no go. Miss Spinkcy, upon the filling up ol her eighth cup, commenced a tirade against all denominations of Christians ex cept her own. She contended that half of, the preachers now-a-days were hypocritsi and only preached for money. When she! had finished her desection of the clergy, she; Hew off in a tangent upon one Mr. Moony, j “Yes,” said she, “there is Moony riding a-i bout in a tine carriage and living like a na bob, when this very day he owes our fami ly one thousand dollars. He conveyed his‘ properly and then took the benefit. 1 be-1 lieve there is no justice in this land. And there are his daughters as proud as pea cocks. Do you think they would speak to me at church last Sunday! 1 suppose they thought they would be degrading themselves, : | ha! Never mind, they will suffer for it yet.” By this time the sixteenth tea pm had been exhausted of its contents. The cals had left the corner and were mewing about the table. The Jiltfe dog’s patience had tired and ho was pawing the lap of i, Miss Bridget. The party now arose from the table, and I felt as it a mill stone had I been taken from around my neck. Mr. Shanks and Miss Spinky remained in the supper room while the rest went into the i parlor. 1 thought when at supper Miss .Spinky smiled upon Mr. Shanks very gra ciously. I now felt assured that love was iat tne bottom of it, and true 1 soon heard that this Miss Spinky was very anxious for a husband; that she was practising the ■ theory of Levi Snoffenslidengutzs, and was| i then making a demonstration upon Mr. j Shanks’ tender affections; that she had! j made the same assault upon the hearts of j several other gentlemen but had not as yet ! j been successful. And how could she sue-! ceed when her appearance was enough to frighten all sentiment from the soul of the ! most romantic. She was short and chunky, I pigeon-toed and round shouldered, with a jl'ace like a small pumpkin, having eyes, | nose and mouth cut into it with a penknife, j I did not envy Mr. Shanks his fair one.— Whether he reciprocated her love 1 know) not, but certain it is while 1 was trying to j entertain the ladies in the next room we! heard a loud smack like a cork flying from! ,a bottle. It started Miss Bridget from her 1 o . j chair, who went to see after the young doves,! ami though Miss Spinky protested it was nothing but the stopper which had popped i out of the yeast jug which sat in the cor ; ner, yet I concluded, as did the others from their looks that the lips of the two lovers I i had come in too close a juxla position.— •|They both after this interruption joined our J | parly looking somewhat confused. Miss i j Dubbs got into such a fit of laughing that ‘ I several limes 1 thought some of her stays ’ | would give way. 31 iss Snillle looked as if ; ' the “green-eyed monster” was preying upon 1' her vitals. And Miss Bridget was trying to compose matters by asking me about the :: members of Stag Hall. Says she, “What ■ !sort of a club is it ? I hear you arc all very ■ bad—fond of frolicking, and don’t care for t the ladies.” “Not so, mam,” replied I; - “your informer has basely slandered us.— i Our club is devoted to mysterious, literary - and scientific pursuits, and no set of gcntle- J! men can be found who possess more gal t lautry or who arc more devoted to the fair.” : Miss Bridget seemed to doubt, and here the ? I conversation ended. It was now growing 3 1 late and lime for me to take my departure; I so after partaking of some of the sweet J! things which were handed around, I made 3 j my bow and was off for home as fast as my 1 horse could carry me. What a change when 3 I felt the fresh air! How J enjoyed the 31 stillness of the night after coming out of , such a Pandimonium! The moon shown 3 brightly down. The stars twinkled in their 3 azure vault like isles of light. No sound , could be heard save the clattering of my r horse’s hoofs. 1 fell into a state ot musing. 11 reflected upon the character and condition -of old maids ; —asked myself the question, ? for what were they destined ?—and echo 1 answered, what! A political idea struck 1 me, that it would bo policy in every Stale - to legislate strictly in reference to this por -3 tion of creation; that it would be well to - erect a large building for their accommoda -• tion, one purl of which should be occupied by the old maids and the other by the old bachelors. Thus, probably, matrimony would be promoted between them and their i happiness greatly enhanced ; another thing ; 100, some communities would get rid of a species of population not the most interest- j ing. With such thoughts running through my mind I readied home about 11 o’clock, and feeling fatigued, I went to bed to have in a dream a second edition of Miss Bridget Crimple’s Gunpowder-Imperial Tea Drink ing Party. Your ob’t serv’t. You KNOW WHO. For the Port Tobacco Times. I RANDOM PAPERS FROM THE PORT FOLIO OF MARTIN SCRIBLERUS.—No. I. j Scribimus indocli doclique. —lion. I -1 There arc those who make it the business j ; of their lives to rail against the world in set | j terms, deploring its degeneracy and wishing ! it were belter, not remembering that they j individually help to make up the number of | those who dwell here, and also that as there ' is no chance of our gelling another we | ought to be satisfied with that which we | have. I should not object so much to this if these presumers had earned the right to complain, by putting their shoulders to the* ! wheels of reform and by strenuous exertions endeavoring to carry out those principles and theories of which thev ought to be liv mg examples. But they are content with | preaching the worthlessness of the human I ' race and never by practice confirm their o- j pinions; and in this respect are not unlike : to oaremen, who look one way and row an other. This inconsistency in the character j of men in not uncommon, and is brought on by the inherent desire we all have for change, tire dissatisfaction with things as they are.! When old age lias crept upon us, and with | iit increased infirmities, we view not the world as it is, but through the medium of | an imagination warped by sickness and dis ease. We look back to the days youth, when with a sound mind in a sound body we could enjoy the varied repast of plea sure spread before us, when struck with the contrast though not mindful of the causes, we exclaim,“the world is not now as it was.” J This is manifestly unjust. Because our ca j pacifies for enjoyment are diminished, it is, | no reason why we should bring ourselves to believe the world is changed. Diognes O O ! the cynic was no doubt a Philosopher, but I consider him as having been from all ac ■ counts rather a disagreeable man, one who : bad not carried out the great ends ot cx j istcnce. As some are said to wrap them selves up in the mantle of selfishness, sy Diognes under his tub covered himself with the garb of moroseness, and in this trait of bis character much resembled some of the j canine species. He no doubt bad some 1 reason to complain, for as some authors ; state he was banished his native city for pas i sing counterfeit money. Before we take it upon ourselves to criticise the world, we | must show that we are not liable to the ;j failings and follies we condemn, that being ; superior to, we arc not of the “million.” ■ j But arrogating to ourselves a superior un ! derstanding, we cry aloud, “Hcu palric! ; I hen plches scelcrala cL pram” and expect to be looked up to as suns in the moral •| sphere and listened to as oracles. The : I world is good enough for us and we are no Letter than our neighbors, so e’en let us ;■ let both it and them alone. There arc also f those who conceive great plans lor refonn i! iug the world, calculating by the power of i their influence, example and eloquence, to ■ cflect a mighty revolution in the minds of t men. But their zeal in most cases is great ■ cr than their abilities, and from proceeding without reflecting they very often get ahead ; of common sense and advocate impossibili - tics. Si) hounds from over eagerness are • apt to overrun the prey they are in chase of. - “Rome was not built in day” is an old say - ing and a good one, and “more haste, less ’ speed” is full of truth. But old maxims 3 and proverbs arc not attended to by those r who arc occupied in carrying out something ; original. They wish to show themselves t wiser than Solomon by proving that there is 3 something new under the sun. That it is r laudable and praiseworthy to deviate from i the old beaten track, to dare to brave the 3 prejudices of the mass in favor of that which f is manifestly better, no one will gainsay.— i For had noisome one done this we had still r been groping amid the ruins and rubbish of 1 ancient customs. But prejudices arc hard 7 to overcome and mankind at this stage of . j the world will not be taken by the nose i whithersoever it may be expedient to lead , them. As in war fortresses are often taken v by undermining instead of storming, so opi tl nions must be dealt tenderly with and a 3 change be effected by gradual approaches. - It is not sufficient merely to affirm that such )j causes will produce such effects. Proofs - clear as the sun at midday anil drawn out 1 with the precision of a proposition in Eu- did are necessary. Out even these some times fail, for “Convince a man against Ids will lie’s of the same opinion still.” We arc not liberal enough in our sentiments towards each other, especially in matters political and thcologcial. 01 late years the most popular leader in parly is he who has the greatest command of words, and who with this advantage can heap on his oppo nents the full quantum of abuse. II a man wishes to become acquainted with the his tory of his forefathers and even of his own family and private life, he has only to pul himself before the people as a candidate for ! some public office and his desires will be | gratified. He may be somewhat astonished | at his previous ignorance in many respects, iand mav even have the exquisite pleasure of reading that his great-grandfather was hung, or that he himself ,in infancy developed i traits of character likely to bring him to the : same interesting fate. But after a while he becomes accustomed to these things and take : them as a matter of course. And this illiber ! ality is carried to almost as great an excess | among those whose very conductshould be lan epitome of charity. A slight difference ion doctrional points is enough to excite the • | most bitter feelings and even personal ani- I mosily between two religious sects, until at j length if either had the power it would like Mahomet proffer its opinions in one hand ami the sword in the other. The Puritans to escape persecution crossed the ocean and underwent innumerable hardships and trials, |and yet were no sooner firmly established ! on this soil than they denied to others that I for which they had suffered so greatly, re ligious toleration. Misht makes right and mankind seem to have forgotten what is ; truly called the golden rule, ‘■•Do unto olh j ers as you would have them do unto you.” ! Small things in the aggregate form Immense j bodies. The ocean is composed of drops, i the seashore of grains of sand. Small cau [ses often result in great effects. A spark I may blow up a city. “Guild cavat lapidem. | ' non ri, sed cccpe cadendo. v If a point is to be gained press forward steadily, unswerv- j ingly, but let your course be marked by m prudence. The fable of the contest between j die sun and wind to deprive the traveller of J his cloak is a good illustration. The whulfl with all its blustering effected nothing, the quiet, but resistless soon caused him to throw it aside? I). AGRICULTURAL. jJ From the American Farmer, ' COL. CAPRON ON THE RENOVATION WORN-OUT LANDS. Dear Sir, — I have frequent letters different pans of this State and asking my experience as to the effects different manures —particularly <md of mv success in renovating these out lands, the modus optt £.*. JBjSmSm Now my farming operations being (fl • secondary consideration in ray general ness, 1 cannot spare the lime from ther occupations to answer in detail various communications, and therefore concluded to reply to them your very valuable paper, and hope it maSH reach through this channel every one of correspondents. For to this paper, and o ther agricultural publications, together with v a natural fondness for the pursuit, I am in debted for whatever success 1 have met with. You know my whereabouts in this desert of old fields, gullies and poverty grass, and are well acquainted (as who is not, who has ever travelled from the city of Baltimore to the seat of Government) with the total bar renness of the land, generally. I, therefore, need say but little on the general character , of the land to start with ; and will begin t : bv giving the reasons for my first attempt- . , iiig, what appeared at that lime, a Herculean J . | task, the renovation of these barren old fj fields. , Having been reared amidst the green f fields and lowering herbs in one of the most . fertile regions in the State of New York, r could not look upon the barren face of this j country, without its producing a feeling of . melancholy. I came to the conclusion it would never do for me, to plant myself ■_ down here with the expectation of making . it a permanent residence, with such a pros -3 pect always before me; I therefore resolv -3 ed either to change the general aspect of the ; country, in this respect, or leave it. The r former appearing the most feasible, I made • j the effort, and I have the satisfaction to say, j; that as far as the vision extends from my ; residence, 1 have succeeded. , This country with all its faults, has re > deeming qualities. Favored with Heaven’s i greatest blessings, universal health and a . never-failing supply of the purest spring wa [ ter —with a soil possessing naturally theel f ements of fertility, a beautiful rolling sur -1 face covered with clumps of trees, which for f, richness and variety of foliage, and beai^^. of proportions,—for landscape | poses, cannot be surpassed in x'USBBmBgBSk i it is not indebted to - appearance, but to i cultivation too generally . of the Southern States. i There are two ways, Mr. 5 ovating these old fields, one t' mended frequently in your - j (Continued on fourth pagJ) ' ■ NO. 2.