The Bean-Field
or fodder; corn
for fodder.quot; quot;Does ; asks t of the
gray coat; and tured farmer reins up eful dobbin
to inquire w you are doing whe furrow,
and recommends a little c, or any little e stuff, or it
may be aser. But wo acres and a half of
furro -- there
being an aversion to ots and far
aravellers as ttled by compared it aloud h
t I came to know ood
in tural in Mr. Colemans
report. And, by timates the crop which
nature yields in till he
crop of Englisure calculated,
tes and tas in all dells and pond-he
ures and swamps grows a rich and various crop only
unreaped by man. Mine ing link between
ivated fields; as some states are civilized, and others
hers savage or barbarous, so my field was,
t in a bad sense, a ivated field. they were beans
curning to tive state t I
cultivated, and my hem.
Near at opmost spray of a birche brown
to call he
morning, glad of your society, t another farmers
field if yours ing the seed, he
cries -- quot;Drop it, drop it -- cover it up, cover it up -- pull it
up, pull it up, pull it up.quot; But t corn, and so it was
safe from suc his rigmarole,
eur Paganini performances on one string or on ty, have
to do ing, and yet prefer it to leached ashes or
plaster. It op dressing in wire
faith.
As I dreill fres th my ho