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# An Independent Family Newspaper, devoted to Politics, literature, and General Intelligence. Our motto is?Truth without Fear. * VOL. 2. NO. 16.] BEAUFORT, S. C., THURSDAY, JANUARY 11, 1872, Beaufort County $fpublifan THURSDAY, JANUARY 11, 1872. 9^lCBM^ L> rvY? P. M. WHITMAN, WATCHMAKER & EK6RAVER, MIYO'S BUILDING, BAY ST. WILL GIVE HIS PERSON \L ATTEXtlon to the repairing of of Watches. Clocks and Jewelry. Ornamental and plain Engraving done at short notice. Gentleman having fine watches can test them at this establishment by one of HOWARD cte CO.'S S500 REGULATORS. jau.4-tf. ~H. M. STUART M. D., BEAUFORT, S. C. Corner of Bay and Eighth Streets, DEALER in Drugs, Chemicals, valuable Family Med ieines. Fancy and Toilet Articles, Stationery, Per fumery, Brashes, Ac.; together with many other articles too numerous to mention. All of which will be sold at I the lowest price for cash. Physicians prescriptions care" fully compounded. feb 11 JJ G. JUDD, CLERK OF COURT 6 REGISTER OF DEEDS and UNITED STATES COMMISSIONER. CONVEYANCING. JtW Office in the Court House. Oct. 2t*f Ms. T.T HITCHCOCK. ATTORNEY & COUNSELLOR AT LAW. ?. s Bounty, Pension and Claim Agent. BEAUFORT, S. C. Dec lyr. M.POLLITZEH, COTTON F A 0 T 0 3 AND COMMISSION MERCHANT. BEAUFORT, S. C. Sept A. j7 A7 EMMONS r Dealer in fresh meats, vegetables and Ice. Which will ho rurnisnca in any quantity. AfL 'r.'-tf. * LIME! LIME!! THF I'.KST BRANDS STONK LIME CONSTANTLY oil hand au<i for sab- ai low orii?s lor cash. WATiilt HOUSE, Hay st. TOB A O. rpiIK STANDARD BRANDS OF VIRGINIA Pl.Ft X Toi?a.*e??, iu <'aJdi<-x, <'as-s. and llall-Kox s.r- i. <i direct from the manufacturers' a c? nts for sale in quantities to suit the trade at lowest whol saF pr;?-.?. v . <1. WATFRHOI SK.-Bay st. HAY AND (KITS. A large lot just received by the schooner ^ . Altoona. For sale cheap while landing, for cash only. FlIMTHE A\D WOODEl IV JRE.' Chamber sets, Bedsteads, Chairs, Tubsfc Pails and Wrapping Paper. G. WATEK1IOUSK, Dec. 7tf Bay St. SA\T0\ HOUSE. BEAUFORT, S. C. 4 0 ?y O ?JMIIS HOUSE SITUATED ON BAY St. com mauds a fine view of BEAUFORT RIVER, and many of the Sra Kinds. The travelling public wil| find here a desirable and CON V ENIENT IIO>fcE, and the Invalid will find no better or no more liealthfu climate on the S 0 U T IIE R N C 0 A S T to spend the winter. The House is within five minutes walk ofSteam Boat, and fifteen minutes walk of IJai Road communication. A good LIVE II Y S T A B L E has just been added to the House. Western Union Telegraph Office on first floor. M. M. KINGMAN, Proprietor: 0NE THOUSAND SWEET ORANGE Trees for sale, from one to three years old. Will be transplanted if desired. Apply to B. R. SAMS. OcL2G Kay Street. S. M A YO, BAY STREET, BE A UFO I IT, S. C. ?SiDCaiKEBS. 1ST BDKD3, QNWARE, HARDWARE, AND WOODI E.V WARE. Q ES nra.4n.fi ,< ran man v-^ tx .i.i/ i x vy vy 9 NET YARNS, FISII LINES, AND CORDAGE. GLASS, r>AIJJT3 A3V33 OILiS, WHITE LEAD AND TIHPEXTIXE. <> Special attention given to mixing Paints, and i/fass wt to order at any size. leb 11 Travelers' Sketches. u Fixing" the Hair in China. I submitted to the operation in Pekin as an experiment, and have to this day a lively recollection of the performance. Stretched at full length on a bamboo seat or easy cliair, I was pummelled all over the body, but more particularly on the chest, legs and arms by a stout, brawny attendant with his partially closed fists, after the style once so popular at the " Hammam," till I was fain to cry Peceavi. Sometimes the "douche" is administered, but only rarely. The barber's outfit is simple, consisting of a good razor, which costs about three pence, a strop which is usually nothing more thanastripof stoutish calico cloth costing a penny more. The chief items of expense in this elaborate " kit " are the accessories The metal basin and the bamboo pail underneath, and the pole surmounting all, which serves as the emblem of his craft, are, however, scarcely more expensive than the razor and strop, so that on the whole it does not cost very muali to famish a barber's shop iu China. The tariff of charges of those engaged in this branch of industry is correspondingly low. Threo "cash," equal to about half a farthing of British money is the sura ordinarily asked for simply shavinfr the head. If the queue is plaited and interwoven with fresh silk the scale of charge correspondingly rises* Shaving and braiding the queue, retailing a wornout stinnp and shampooing constitute all the arts required of the barber. False moustaches and beards of a rude kind, such as are worn by actors in the public shows, are not made by bis hands, and of making perukes and wigs, bo much in vogue among the civilized nations of Europe, he is altogether ignorant In fact the Chinese gentleman is far from being so particular about his head as the English gentleman is about his beard ; where the latter shaves at all he usually 3haves daily, if he diuos out he will often repeat the operation during the twenty-four hours. On the other hand, the majority of even the better cla^pos in China shave but twice a week, and the laboring classes but once. In the case of mourning, the law?or ra:her recognized custom, more powerful than law?is to permit the head to go unshaven for months, the precise time being regulated by the measure of relationship to the deceased. But as the thirteen months' exemption from shaving prescriln-d for the loss of either of one's parents, if rigidly enforced, would produce r crop of hair too exuberant for even Chinese society to endure, where strict regard for eii^iette forbids the clean polish of the r.v/.or-blade, other expedients nro brought into re |aisit:o 1 to keep the stumps of the hair within due bounds. Since the incoming of the Mantcliou power, barbers' sliops, primitive and simple as they are now, must have u: dergone a more marfed chango than tlio-e we are accustomed to see nearer home, for the native Chinese, till they received this badge of a foreign yoke, did not allow either knife or scissors to pass upon their head, but were the "long haired rare" which the Taeping insurgents are wishing to become. Previous to their subjection by the Tartars, the fashion was to bind the long hair in a knot on the top of the head, and there to fasten it with a wooden or metal pin, as is often represented in the old pictures of the Ming dynnstry. The art of hair-cutting as practised in the West, is as yet unknown to the Chinese barber. It is hut rarely therefore, that a foreigner calls in the aid of native skill. Only, indeed, when he assumes the garb of the country and goes into the interior does he firul it necessary. This, indeed, fonne the coup dc qruci to the foreigner's metamorphosis. The "tail" fastened on to the back hair deceives even the pmetis d eye of the native, and, as Mr. Fortune has drily observed, "even the dogs cease to notice him." Scones and Adventures in Holland. An amateur sailor who is making a canoe tour of the Zuyder Zee, writes an interesting account of his experiences, lie tried to sail h'.s canoe, the Hob Hoy, over tho shallows called the Pampas, to reach a curious island in the Zuyder Zee, but failing in tnat ellort, went to sleep in his limited stateroom, while scores of boys sto^d. tering in the dark and wet, long into the nigliti amazed at the lone traveler. Next morning the Burgomaster of Mounikendam visited the scene. au:l a worthy gentleman with spectacles read al ud from (.Au*ot%nn/n o lull oo/?Aiinf r\P 111 l* luiQt (.UU U lUi! ?VVV/uuv "* V\ **-, stopping at each paragraph to certify the description by the reality. Before a favoring breeze the ca' -e sailed over the sea to the famed isle of Marken, whidh is uuit^uo iu several ways. The writer says: A thousand people live on a small aroa under the sea level. Their houses are in seven groups, all built of wood except three. Two pear trees are the onh forest and a dozen geraniums the only flowers. Standing on the little cemetery you see ships sailing all around you and all above your head. Let one breach be made in that sea wall and all the land will melt into the muddy oore of the Zuyder Zee. The " Preester" hero is the sole element | of intelligence, with Schiller and Goethe j on his bookshelves, a cigar in his mouth, and on his table a new English book translated into Dutch, "John Ploughman's 1 Talk," C. H. Spurgeon. All the men and ! boys are fishers. They have 150 little I sloops in their lilliputian port. Their trousers are two bags, such as :he Turks wear in Smyrna. Their church haa votive offerings hung from the ceiling, model ships, fishers' nets, and fish ski j,ping about in miniature over the clumsy pews. White caps cover the women's heads down to the eyebrows, and black curls come from below the front and turn upwards at the forehead. A long tress of hair hangs at the ear of each unmarried girl, and two for those who have husbands. About their bosoms are curiously wrought bodices. The stuff for these is no longer manufactured, so the dre^s is de: ! vised by will, and your niece wears tho mantle of her great grandmother. The interior of tho wooden houses is very peculiar. One large room holds one or more families, and it has> a pr at fire in the middle, and no opening for smoke or light or air. In the few richer dwellings there is an excess of ornament, all of one knickknack type: china, brass, and carved work. In one of these houses I found an old lady of eighty-seven ; the walls of the houses were entirely covered by about 300 delft pl?flfes, pans, and saucers, all suspended by strings ; bv Mack sculptural cabinets, ' brass cand1e?tje\?<. ' ?v*-?lers" of last cen- ! tury, ba-'' * ^ ry clocks that last told time in 1820, pictures of Van Tromp's battles, cats, tin cans, and a heap of odd things, each with a history to it. The people move about in boats from house to house ?long little canals six feet wide, with swing bridges turning on a pivot and weightod at one end. Their notion of England seemed to be this, "'It is an island," certainly larger than Marken." The North Holland canal, which was cut to save a roundabout lrom Amsterdam by the Zuyder Zeo, is more than fifty miles long, and enables large ships to enter Holland at its extreme Northern end. But this canal is too long, too narrow, too tortuous, and too shallow for the increasing length and depth of our largest merchant vessels. To save time, then, and mu' h transhipment, the new canal open.3 to the West instead of the North. It is fiifteen miles in length instead of fifty-two. Its depth is 2G feet available instead of 10 fear, and no bends or sudden turn, obstruct the pas-age anywhere. Six . .ars ago this work was begun by an English contractor, Mr. Leo. , At present the* work is precisely in that condition most interesting to inspect, being just beyond the 6tuto in which any doubt can remain us to its ultimate success. Very likely the success will sap the other canal, and reduce Niewe Diep to a mar ne depot; perhaps it will also draw the gold en tide from Rotterdam, but perhaps, too, the merchants there will shift their quarters to the better entrepot of Amsterdam, and y?t, p< rhaps, indeed, when all is done; n o in finrmuii Prinpn will at rwtcll Ollt. his iron band and atk lor tbo new road, and very graciously tbank those who made it for him. ^ Tue dredging Is far better dono than it was on the buez canal. The machinery 1 ha - been steadily improved and simplified, ami the latest and best appliunce was only compleicd in August last. ThiS consists of a tube resting near the ooze <rt the Lottom and containing a shaft witTi a centrifugal pump, whicu draws up the sa^id aud water bodily?about half of each in the m.vture?and forces it along wooden pipes floated on the surface of the wa;cr and flexibly jointed by leather hides. The slush is thus pouted through a conduct about 300 fee. long and one foot b:oud, which resembles a huge black snake coiled and asleep on the .water, with its tail turned over the bank at the side. Through tlws tail, even when it is raised eight feet above the level, a copious fluid rushes^ black as ink, but fertile for the next hundred generations of cheese making Hollanders. So simple is this plan, that ulreudy it is being applied to the great banks of the l'anube. The writer concludes: Holland, however, is just the place for a canoe voyage, as the rivers, lakes, canals, islands, and seas are all approachable on the shores, having no cliffs or rocks, and almost everywhere you can find a house. The Dutch seamen are a hardy race, and very kind to the traveler. Everv .-ailor dolled his hat to me in passing, even in the smallest creek, and much of my time has been spent in returning a universal salute, though that is not easy in my cos tume of a red nightcap. Now I am off to Friesland, leaving the canoe for a time, and I shall ever retain most pleasant and lively impressions of Holland and the Dutch, as seen from the bottom of a boat. The Great Canon of the Yellowstone. The Great Falls are at the head of one of the most remarkable canons in the world ?a gorge through volcanic rocks fifty miles long,and varying from lOWto nearly 5lXH) feet in depth. In its i escent through this wonderful chasm the river falls almost dOOO feet. At one jtoiut where the passage has beeu worn through a moun tain range, our hunters assured us it was more than a vertical mile in depth, and the river, broken into rapids and cascades, appeared no wider than a ribbon. The brain reels as we gaze into this profound and solemn solitude. We shrink from the dizzy verge appalled, glad to feel the solid earth under our feet, and venture no more, except with forms extended, and faces barely protruding over the edge of the precipice. The t-tillness is horrible. Down, down, down, we see the river attenuated to a'thread, tossing its miniature waves, and dashing, with puny strength, the massive walls which imprison it. All access to its margin is denied, and the dark gray rocks hold it in dismal shadow. Even the voice of its waters in their convulsive agony cannot be heard. Uncheered by plant or shrub, obstructed by massive boulders and by jutting points, it rushes madly on its solitary coarse, deeper and deeper into the bowels of the rocky firmament. The solemn grandeur of the scene surpasses description. It must be seen to be felt. The sense of danger with which it impresses i you is harrowing in the extreme. You feel the absence of sound, the oppression ! of absolute silence. If you could only hear that gargling river, if you could see 1 a living tree in the depth beneath you, If I a bird would fly past, if the wind would I move any object in the awful chasm, to break for a moment the solemn silence that reigns there, it would relieve that tension of the nerves which the scene has oxcited, and you would rise from your prostrate condition and thank God that he has permit- 1 ted you to gaze, unharmed, upon this majestic display of natural architecture. As it is, sypathizing in spirit with the deep gloom <J{ the scene, you crawl from the dreadful verge, scared lest the firm rock ! give way beneath, and precipitate you into the horrid gulf.?P. Lavgford. Betting on Raindrops. The Calcutta merchants have adopted a novel plan for whiling away idle hours. According to the Pioneer, beting on drops of rain is just now the fashion in Calcutta, where even respectable native merchants bet very large sums about the rainfalL When the weather becomes cloudy wagers are laid as to the time within which the downpour may be expected. The wager ; being laid, the crowd wait patiently to see the water run out of the spouts, for a drizzle is not recognized, and unless the water drips from the spouts, the party who bets that it will not rain has not lost. Sometimes the utmost confusion prevails; it rains for a few minutes and the cro^d look anxiously at the spouts; if the water does not drip the yell is terrific, l-u-ars stt-ibnte it to foul play, and boyn are itn- 1 mediately sent up to the top of the home to see whether the spout has been tsiupec- , ed with. A. SMUGGLER FOR 0XC2. One bitterly cold morning in December, I, John Ca Iton, stood leaning upon the pate of my little garden, gloomily thinking over the badness of trudo. I was .what they call in our parts a "jouster," that is, I kept a horse and cart, and went about the country jousting or selling fish. For several weeks there had been nothing doing; indeed, so bad a season bad not been known for years, and my wifo Mary, the old horse and myself were get ting unpleasantly near starvation. I could have borne this if I hod to Lear it alone; but Mary had been a valued servant in tho parson's family and not used to roughing it, and it cut me to the heart ! to see how thin and pale she was getting for want of the necessaries cf life, which 1 did not know how to get. Poor girl 1 weuk as she was, she was the bravest of the two. Many a time when I was ajmost in despair, her loving anna would be thrown round my neck, and she would bid me cheer u;> and bear my troubles like a man; and I have answered that if I could bear th- m as patiently as a woman, it would do better still. While standing at the gate, puzzling mvsolf what to try that I hadn't tried already, I saw Tom Davies, a cousin of mine, coming along the lane, looking as sleek and comfortable as a well-groomed horse. It had always I een a mystery to mo how Tom lived, for let trade be ever so bad. he never seemed to suffer, but was well clothed, and looked jolly and happy. He was always civil, but as he stopped now to give me time of day, he noticed how queer I looked ; and though I'm not given to talking of my troublos, his sympathy loosened my tongue, and I told him how there wasn't a morsel of bread in the cupi oard, and I didn't know how to put anv there. He t >ok a few whiffs of the short pipe he was smoking, eyeing me hard the while, and then told me that if I could keep a secret, he thought he could put me in the way of earning a triffe. I was ready to promise anything when I heard this ; and when 1 assured him that I would be as secret as the grave, be bade me bring my old horse to Hidlor's Cave on the following night, punctually at twelve. He would be there to meet me, but I wae to ask no questions. There might he a trifle of riek in what I should have to do but nothing wrong ; at least, Tom saw no hurui in it, though others might. " It's smuggling!" I said to myself; and I thought of Mary, who would sooner die than know me to do anything that was not just right. I was about to say no to Tom's offer; but Mary's wan face rose up before me, and as I remembered how biting want was dragging her down to her grave, I grew desperate. " I'm your man, Tom, risk or no risk. Ill be there to my tim^never fear me." lie grasped the hand I held out, left a shilling in it, and with a nod walked on> leaving me with a weight on my conscience that bad never rested upon it before. All that d&v and the neat, I could not meet Mary's eye without feeling as if l^were hiding a crime from her. When evening came I told her I was wanted for a little job of moving at the next village, and should not be home till late. She never doubted the tale, but smiled and kissed me when I went away, leading old Bob by the bridle, and fancying that I had never seen a darker night, nor heard the wind moan so dismally before. Rldler's Cave is situated in one of the most lonely parts of the Cornish coast, and there is not a house within a couple of miles of the spot. After riding for about half an hoar, I came oat of the lanes on to the beach, and another mile or so along the foot of the cliflfe brought me to the io T Infn It I liooa say cautiously, "All right, John, the boat will bo here directly,-" and I was not sorry to And Tom Davies mounted on a cob alongside of me. Handing me a flask with some brandy in it, he bade me take a nip ; at the same time telling me with no little glee that the "ooastics ' were napping, and we hhould do them jolly! After waiting some flew minutes we heard the regular click of oars in the row. locks, followed by the grating of a boat's * keel on the shingle. We rode out and soon had several parcels strapped on either side of the horses; then with scarcely a word spoken we set off; Tom giving me instructions where to leave my load, and adding that it would be as well to part as soon as we got off the beach. Away we went, but only to find out first ?just as wo quitted the shore?that the Coast-guardsmen were not nap'plng after all; two of them sprang upon us from behind a boulder, and clutched at the horses' bridles; but the creatures swerved, and that saved us. " Spur for your life!" muttered Tom in my ear, at the same moment riding his staunch little cob right at the men, I saw one of them roll over od the sand, while the other jumped aside shouting to us to stop, but we never paused until we were some distance down the lane leading from the beach. Then Tom pulled up. " We must part now," he said. " Keep to the right and ride hard, for they will cut you off If they' can where the lane winds toward the cofit; but give the nag whip and spur, and you will be there before them. Off with you !" and so we parted. After Tom had left me I began to remember how akwardly dose to the shore the windings or the lane Drought it, and li< w easy it would be for swift runners to take a short cut across some fields and com? up with me. Bitterly I regretted i being led into each a dangerous affair ; and telling myself, with clenched teeth that for Mary's sake I wouldn't be taken, I rode cn more furiously than before. The nearer I got to the sea, the more I dreaded a surprise, and it seemed as if I were so long threading the inn and outs of my road, that they must be the first to reach * the spot where I anticipated danger. Sud- ! denly I w;ib seized with the idea that if I i oould leap the hedge 1 might evade them, and quick as thought 1 put Boh at the d?rk line of thorn bushes that loomed ahead, just where the lane made the last gharp turn toward the beach. I remember the rising in the air, the crash through the top of the hedge, and my own fall, which was followed by the most unearthly yell it is possible to imagine?a shriek*that seemed to die away into the bowels of the earth. Then a hundred stars danced before my eyea? there was a strange dizziness in my head ?all grew dark and I knew no more. IIow long I lay before coming to myself I cannot tell; 4or could I recollect, for a considerable time after my senses returnod, what it was that had happened. Numbed with the intense cold, I was lying on my back with the wind shrieking above me; but where was the horse ? and what meant the awful yell I heard after taking the leap ? I found that I was lying on & slope, and turning over on my right side I reached out one hand intonding to lean upon it and raise myself. To my horror I grasped nothing, for?it makes me shudder to think of it?I had turned over into the mouth of a partly disused piu Already I was hanging half within it, and while struggling to recover my balance, could feel myself slowly but surely slipping further into the hideous gulf yawning to receive me. I gave one cry for mercy, and grasped wildly about till I succeeded in clutching on? of the boards with which the shaft was lined. In another second my body had slid down with a jerk that nearly wrenched my hands from their hold ; but the strength of dispair was ft that clutch and I held ou. Then a death ly faitttness crept over me as I thought of the depths below, and. imagned myself falliug, falling helplessly into them. The strain upon my arms became intolerable, and to ease it, I tried to insert my toes between the crevices of the boards, crying frantically but faintly for help the while, though the sound of my own voice startled me, it was so strangoly hollow. As I raised myself a little, a piece of the rotten wood broke off, and for a dreadful moment I was hanging by one hand; but ere my quailing heart could give another fluttering throb I had regained my grip, and found foothold too. More than this I dared not venture in that profound darkness, but I told myself that 1 was comparatively safe as long as my aching limbs would sustain me. When they failed I knew that I should go down?down?down ?until 1 lay a mangled corpse by the side of the poor horse whose dying cry stillrings in my ears. f Those were minutes of horror, and I believe I must have gone off my head a bit, for I fancied that fearful sounds came waiting up from the pit, and that some invisl- - ? ble power was trying to drag me down into it Then a temptation assailed me to let go, to end at once the anxieties of my life and the pain and terror 1 was endur' ing. But the poor, pale face of MaryMary who was watching for me at homerose before my eyes, and wiih renewed strength I held on, and prayed to. Heaven to save me. As if in answer to the prayer, a gleam *1? ?IS-V* !,iv.1.,?k ?I.A' U1 Vlio U1WU D ii^Ub Uiuav vuavrugaa vuv murky clouds, vanished, and then shone out again so clearly that I was able to perceive the ladder not many feet away. As cautiously a3 my cramped limbs would permit, I worked my way toward it, and before the clouds gathered again, I was kneeling on the bank above the pit, saved Y Cold, weary and sad, I made my way home without interruption, and told Mary what had happened. As she hung about my neck, shivering and sobbing, she made me promise that I would never again be drawn into anything that my conscience told me wasn't just right; and thank God 1 wnvEbie to et%y that, eorrro "ftrtT" Hftbm - or foul, I have been faithful to my word. -m m. How Men of Yarions Nations Grow Old. Nationalities have a specialty as to how they grow old, and I believe in my heart Irishmen are not inferior in this respect to any. A Frenchman cannot do it at all. In the first place he will not accept the march of time, but resists it like an enemy he is determined to conquer; and by certain appliances of false whiskers and cosmetics, and a forced energy of spirit, and a super charge of levity, he fancies he has achieved the deception that has only succeeded with himself, and made others believe he is as young as he wishes to imagine himself. It is not easy to say how a German grows old, for he is never young. The beer-bemuddlement of centuries is in the life-blood of the ra'-e, and their very childhood is dreary, fog surrounded, and misty. The gnarled complexity of their uncolloquial language impresses silence on a race, who would need the impetuous ardor of the South to clear the barriers of their terrible compounds, and thr?se rough gutturals that suffice to them for expressions of passion. Italians grow old gracefully enough. They have leas of the levity that offends ns in the Frenchman, and, though dignified, have none of that pomposity which an Englishman occasionally assumes, as though to make bolieve that it is a matter of choice, and not of necessity, that he is white-haired and large- wai a ted, solemn of gait and grave of utterance. I am not sorry to be able to speak of the lriSillilall do ui uuutucr uutiimaiit> t auu iu say why I think he meets years in a better spirit than most men. First of all, that large stock of geniality which supplied high' spirits in youth, subsides by time into a species of humoristic pleasantry, sufficiently dashed by fancy to be brilliant, and enough matured by experience to avoid the impertinence of levity. Few men go through life more enjoyably, and, in consequence, few men's experiences are less darkened by discouraging impressions of their neighbors, or by that distrust of humanity, in the main, which shows itself hi great depression or melancholy.?Cha/rlet Lecer. Half Acre Garden will Pay# A correspondent in the Oermancoicn Telegraph thus sets forth the blessings of a well cultivated garden : Half an acre of land in a well cultivated garden, will produce as much towards subsisting a farmer's family as any three acres on the iarm, ue-iae me aavantage in ine cuitivation of which would gratify a diversity of tastes, and contribute much to secure the blessings ofhealth, the labor of which can be shared by the too young or too old to toil in the heavier operations of the field, and occasionally by the female inmates of the house, or tho plowman from the field, by way of relaxation from legtoil, without any material impediment to other labors. Every farmer will promote his interest by bestowing on the garden m due share of attention, . i