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Remedies for Diseases of Cattle.
Colic j- The best remedy is 1 pint of
linseed oil, mixed with 1-2 laudanum.
Diarrhea . —Give half an ounce of
powdered catecku, and 10 grains of pow
dered opium, in a little gruel.
Fever. —Bleed ; and then if the bowels
are constipated, give half a pound of Ep
som salts in three pints of water daily,
in gruel.
Hoove or Hoven. —Use the elastic
tube ; as a preventative, let them be well
supplied with common salt, and restrain
ed from rapid feeding when first feeding
on rank grass and clover.
Manage. —Half a pound of black
brimstone, quarter of a pint turpentine,
one pint of train oil. Mix them togeth
er, and rub the mixture well in over the
affected parts.
Milk Fever or Garget. —Two ounces
of brimstone, two ounces of diapente,
one ounce of cummin seed powdered,
one ounce, of powdered nitre. Give this
daily in a little gruel, and well rub the
udder with a little goose grease.
Murrian. —Half a pound of salts, two
ounces of bruised coriander seed, one
ounce of gentian powder ; give these in
a little water.
Poisons swallowed by oxen are com
monly the yew, the water dropwort, and
the common and the water hemlock ; one
and a half pints linseed oil is the best
remedy.
Purge , in Poisoning. —Either one
pound of salts in a quart of water, or a
pint to pint and a half of linseed oil.
Sprains. —Embrocation ; one ounce of
sweet oil, four ounces of spirits of harts
horn, half an ounce of oil of thyme.
Sting of the Adder, or Slow worm. —
Apply immediately strong spirits of harts
home. For sting of bees, apply chalk
or whitening mixed with vinegar.
To take Film from a Horse's Eye. —
Blow loaf sugar and a little salt into the
inflamed eye, and in most cases it will
be relieved—Sassafras buds pounded, and
put in water, to stand till it becomes near
ly as thick as cream, applied to the eye
is an excellent remedy for inflamation.
To relieve Cholic in Horses. —Rub
spirits of turpentine on the breast of the
horse, and if he be drenched with it he
will be relieved. Horses should never
he put to severe work on a full stomach ;
more horses are hurt by hard driving af
ter a full feed, than by a full feed after
hard driving.— Eng. Far. Jour.
From the Boston Cultivator.
New mode of Farming.
I pray you, Messrs. Editors, permit me
to detail, what appears to me, a new
mode of farming. It was communicated
in the way of conversation with an hon
est old German, who informed me he had
purchased a small farm of 70 acres in
the neighborhood of the Lehigh coal re
gion, where also he had charge of a lock
on the canal; that the next year he
should have a taller (larger) farm and de
vote himself to its cultivation. I inqui
red if he would grow corn? ‘Yes.’—
And wheat? ‘Yes.’ Oats? ‘Yes, for
the fodder, and cut it all up together, grain
and straw.’ Would you keep a dairy?
* No, only one cow for my wife, as I do
not care for milk and butter.’ Hogs?
‘ No, only one or two to eat up the waste
about the house.’ Then what stock
would you keep ? ‘None in summer but
plenty in winter.’ I then desired him to
detail his plan, which he did in his quaint
manner, as follows:
“I keep no cow, no ox, no sheep no
hog all summer, nor plow much. All
my land so much as I can I give to grass.
Then when my neighbors say, oh, my
cows and my hogs get in my corn, and
eat all up; I say I keep no cow and no
hog —I very comfortable about my fences
they cost me nothing, for I have no cat
tle to break them. But I makes the hay
so much as I can, and my cornstalks so
big as I can, and my oats so much as I
can, and save all up for winter; a great
barn and stable quite full, and the ricks
in the yard. Then I watch my neigh
bors; for when I hear John Stone say, in
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the spring, oh, I got much grass, I must
buy two cows, when he hant ’nough for
one cow, I say to myself, oh, I buy your
cows in winter, when you got no hay for
them. So when he come and say you
buy my two cows ’cause you got plenty
hay; I say yes, I give you five dollar a
piece for them ; and so I gets them, ’cause
he got no hay nor nothing to give them.
So 1 do with the rest of my neighbors,
only I do not buy the bad cows, only the
good cows what will have calfs; and they
keep the bad cows, ’cause nobody will
buy them. So I keeps them well, and
cleans them very nice, and makes them
very fat and big; and when the little
calfs comes, I gives them all the milk,
and they grow fat and b;g; and then my
neighbors conies in the spriiJ£, and wants
to buy their cows again, for they got the
grass and no cows to eat it; and so I sells
them their own cows for 20 dollars apiece
and sometimes thirty or forty, hut I
keeps the calfs, sells my neighbors their
own cows again, but I gets all the dung ;
and as they gets no dung, they get no
crops; while I gets all the dung, and crops
and the profit too !”
Messrs. Editors, when I hear my
neighbors inquire what course they shall
adopt, so as not to follow exactly in the
path which others are pursuing, I think
of my old German friend who “gets the
dung, the crops, and the profits too,” and
am led to ask, if there he any objection
to tho plan here pointed out.
MI|gQI£LILAIKIEO<iiI§7~
The Peasant’s Bridal.
Stormanadeaun (the Black Death,)
had raged through Norway, and cut off
more than two thirds of its population,
and desolated whole extents of country
and large population districts. In Uldy
ing’s valley, in Hardenger, a young peas
ant by the name of Halgrim, alone, of
all the people who had died there, re
mained alive. He raised himself from
the sick bed on which he lay surround
ed by tho dead, and went out in order to
seek for living people.
It was spring, and the lark sang loud
in the blue clear air; the birch wood
clothed itself in tender green ; the stream
with its melting snow-drifts, wound down
the mountains singing on its way; but
no plough furrowed the loosened earth,
and from the heights was heard no wood
horn calling the cattle at feeding time.
All was still and dead in the habitations
of men. Halgrim went from Valley to
valley, from cottage to cottage ; every
where death stared him in the face, he
recognized the corpse of early friends
and acquaintance. Upon this, he began
to believe that he was alone in the world,
and despair seized on his soul, and hede.
terinined also to die. But as he was
just about to throw himself down from a
rock, his faithful dog sprang up to him,
caressed him, and lamented in the ex
pressive language of anguish. Halgrim
bethought himself, and stepped back from
the brink of the abyss; he embraced his
dog; the tears flowed, and despair with
drew from his softened heart. He began
his wanderings anew. Thoughts of love
led him towards the parish of Graven,
where he had first seen and won the love
of Hildegunda.
It was evening, and the sun was set
ting ns Halgrim descended into the val
ley which was still and dead as those
through which he had wandered. Dark
stood the fir trees in the black shadow of
the rocky wall, and silently rolled on the
river between the desolate banks. On
the opposite side of the river a little wood
en promontory shot out of the water, and
upon the light green tops of the birch
trees played the last rays of the sun.
Suddenly it seemed to Halgrim as if
a light smoke rose up from among the
trees. But he trusted not his eyes ; he
stared on it breathlessly. He waited,
however, hardly a second, when he saw
a blue column curling slowly upward in
the peaceful evening air. With a cry of
joy Halgrim darted forwards, and waded
through the stream, and soon stood on
the opposite shore. Barking and whi
ning, his dog, ran onwards to the cottage
from whence the smoke ascended. Upon
its hearth clearly burned the fire, and a
maiden stepped forward to the door—one
cry of inexpressible joy, and Halgrim and
Hildegunda lay in each other’s arms.—
Hildegunda was also the only living per
son in the valley after the terrible visit of
the Black Death.
On the following day, after mutual
agreement, they went to church and as
there was no priest to marry them, and
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nobody to witness the plighting of their
faith, they stepped alone to God’s altar,
and extended to each other a hand, whilst
Halgrim said with a solemn voice, “In
the name of God the Father, and of the
Son, and of the Holy Ghost.”
And God blessed the faith plighted in
his name. From this happy pair des
cended generations wlm peopled anew
this region, and the names of Halgrim
and Hildegunda are to this day in use
among its inhabitants.
Early Impressions.
You can hardly be aware how deep
may be the impression which you make
on the mind of your child, even in a very
few moments of time. For one, I can
truly say, I never met with any loss so
great as that of losing the care and in
i structions of my mother during my child
hood, in consequence of her having lost
her reason. But I can recollect, that
when a very little child, I was standing at
the open window, at the close of a love
i ly summer’s day. The large, red sun
■ was just sinking away behind the west
ern hills; the sky was gold and purple
commingled; the winds were sleeping,
I and a sofi, solemn stillness seemed to
: hang over the earth. I was watching
the sun as he sent his yellow rays through
i the trees, and felt a kind of awe, though
I I knew not wherefore. Just then my
i mother came to me. She was raving
with frenzy, for reason had long since
; left its throne, and her a victim of mad
ness. She came up to me, wild with in
sanity. I pointed to the glorious sun in
the west, and in a moment she was calm!
She took my little hand within hers, and
:■ told me that “the great God made the
sun, the stars, the world, every thing;
! that he it was who made her little boy,
and gave him an immortal spirit; that
yonder sun, and green fields, and the
- world itself will one day be burned up ;
but that the spirit of her child will then
: be alive, for he must live when heaven
and earth are gone; that he must pray
( to (he groat God, and love.and serve him
forever!” •
She let go my hands—madness return
ed—she hurried away. I stood with my
eyes filled with tears, and my little bo
som heaving with emotions which I could
not have described ; but I can never for
get the impressions which (hat conversa
tion of my poor mother left upon me.—
O, what a blessing would it have been,
had the inscrutable providence of God
given me a mother who could have re
peated these instructions, accompanied
by her prayers, through all tho days of
my childhood ! But, “ even so, Father,
for so it seemeth good in thy sight!—
Rev. John Todd.
I I r ■ ■■
Watching for a Tiger.
The spot I selected was the edge of a
tank where a tiger used to drink
There was a large tamarind tree on its
banks, and here I took my post. A vil
lage shikaree accompanied me, and soon
after sunset we took our position on a
branch about twelve feet from the ground.
I should first mention that we had fasten
ed an unfortunate bullock under the tree
for bait. Well, we remained quietly on
our perch for a couple of hours without
any thing stirring. It might be eight
o’clock, the moon had risen, and so clear
was the light that we could see the jack
als at the distance of half-a-mile, sneak
ing along towards the village, when a par
ty of Brintpqjries passing by, stopped to
water their bullocks at the tank. They
loitered for some time, and becoming im
patient, I got off the tree with a single
rifle in my hand, and walked toward them
telling them I was watching a tiger,
upon which they started off immediate
ly. I was sauntering back to my post,
never dreaming of danger, wh'en the shi
karee gave a low whistle, and at the
same moment a growl rose from the bush
es between me and the tree. To make
my situation quite decided, I saw his (the
shikaree’s) black arm pointing nearly
strait under him, on my side of his post.
It was very evident that I could not re
gain the tree, although I was within
twenty paces of it. There was nothing
for it but to drop behind a bush, and leave
the rest to Providence. If I, had moved
then, the tiger would have had me to a
certainty; beside, I trusted to his kill
ing the bullock, and returning to the
jungle as soon as he had finished his sup
per.
It was terrible to hear, the moans of
the wretched bullock when the tiger ap
proached. He would run to the end of
his rope, making a desperate effort t£
break it, and then lie down shaking in
every limb, and bellowing in the most
piteous manner. The tiger saw him
plain enough, but suspecting something
wrong he walked growling round the tree
as if he did not observe him. At last he
made his fatal spring, with a horrid shriek
rather than a roar. I could hear the tor
tured bullock struggling under him, ut
tering faint cries, which became more and
more feeble every instant, and then the
heavy breathing, half growl, half snort,
of the monster, as he hung to bis neck,
sucking his life’s blood. I know not
what possessed me at this moment, but I
could not resist the temptation of a shot.
I crept up softly within ten yards of him,
and kneeling behind a clump of dates
took deliberate aim at his head, while he
lay with his nose buried in the bullock’s
throat. He started with an angry roar
from the carcase when the ball hit him.
He stood listening for a moment, then
dropped in front of me, uttering a sullen
growl. There was nothing but a date
bush between us ; I had no weapon but
my discharged rifle. I felt for my pis
tols, they had been left on the tree. Then
I knew that my hour was come, and the
sins of my life flashed with dreadful dis
tinctness across my mind. I muttered a
short prayer, and tried to prepare myself
for death which seemed inevitable. But
what was my peon about all this time—
he had the spare gups with him ? Oh,
as I afterward learned, he, poor fellow,
was trying to fire my double rifle, but all
my locks have bolts, which he did not un
derstand, and he could not cock it. He
was a good shikaree, and knew that
was my only chance, so when he could
do no good he did nothing. IfMohadeen
had been there, he would soon have re
lieved me, but I had sent him in another
direction that day. Well, some minutos
passed thus.
The tiger made no attempt to come at
me; a ray of hope cheered me ;he might
be dying. I peeped through the branch
es, but my heart sunk within me when
his bright green eyes met mine, and his
hot breath absolutely blew in my face.
I slipt back upon m’y knees in despair,
and a growl warned me that even that
slight movement was noticed. But why
did he not attack me at once ? A ti
ger is a suspicious, cowardly brute, and
will seldom charge unless he sees his
prey distinctly. Now I was quite con
cealed by the date leaves, and while I re
mained perfectly quiet I had still a
chance. Suspense was becoming intol
erable. My rifle lay useless by my side;
to attempt to load it would have been in
stant death. My knees were bruised by
the hard gravel, but I dare not move a
joint. The tormentingmusquitoes swarm
ed round my face, but I feared to raise
my hand to brush them off. Whenever
the wind ruffled the leaves that sheltered
me, a hoarse growl grated through the
stillness of the night. Hours that seem
ed years rolled on ; I could hear the vil
lage gong strike each hour of that dread
ful night, which I thought would never
end. At last the welcome dawn! and
oh, how gladly did I hail the first streaks
of light that shot up from the horizon,
for then the tiger arose and sulkily
stalked away to some distance. I felt
that the danger was past, and arose with
a feeling of relief which I cannot des
cribe. Such a night of suffering was
enough to turn my brain, and I only won
der that I survived it. I now sent off
the peon for the elephant, and before 8
o’clock old Goliah had arrived. It was
all over in five minutes. The tiger rush
ed to meet rne as soon as I entered the
cover, and one ball in the chest dropped
him down dead. —Sporting in India.
A Damper.
A correspondent of the New Haven
Courier, writing from Sachem’s head,
where he has been rusticating, gives the
following amusing account of an adven
ture which occurred within his hearing
while there:
“Upon my arrival at this place, I
noticed a pretty girl who, from her youth
ful appearance and manners, I supposed (
to be a candidate for matrirpony. She
was accompanied by a young brother and
a sister rather older than herself. In the
course of the afternoon, a handsome and i
well dressed man of about thirty, alighted
from a carriage and entered the house.
Between the two strangers an instant
and friendly recognition took place, mu
tual inquiries were made and answered I
concerning each other’s health, family, 1
Arc. I left the long separated lovers to- <
gether, for such I at once surmised them I
to be, and strolled along the shore to my ;
favorite seat. I had not remained thero !
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many minutes, when I discovered the
pair approaching, and concealed by a
projecting Fragment of rock, surveyed
them unobserved. They advanced di
rectly to the spot where I was, and stood
so near to me that their conversation
>vas audible.
‘“lam rejoiced to hear,’ said the girl,
* that you have succeeded so well in busi
ness, and I suppose, (she added with a
laugh) that you intend taking a wife back
with you. Well, let me choose one for
you; there are plenty of pretty girls now
in .*
‘I shall not return, Hetty,’ said the
other with a smile. ‘ I intend huilding a
neat house near your mother’s on the
B lot, and making your town my
place of residence.*
‘O!’ replied his fair companion, ‘that
will be very agreeable—it will make the
neighborhood so lively.’
‘I hope it will prove so to you, Hetty,
for I have indulged the hope,’ responded
the gentleman, with a warmth which
brought the blushes to the cheeks of his
beautiful colloquist, and made her retreat
a step or too from him, ‘as we have been
associates from childhood, and our fami
lies always upon terms of intimacy, that
we should be mutually conducive to
each other’s happiness.’
‘ Certainly !’ returned the lady, almost
breathless with surprise. ‘ I trust that
we shall never cease to be friends.’
‘ More than friends, Hetty,’ ejaculated
the lover.
* Mercy on me! Henry, Mr. , I
mean—Julia, John, come here!’ said she,
beckoning to her brother and sister, who
were a few rods distant. ‘I do not un
derstand you, sir.’
‘ Then you are already engaged ?’
‘ No—yes—why, Mr. , you are
jesting—are you not aware ’
‘Speak—for heaven’s sake—of what?’
‘ YVhy,’ said the lady, recovering her
composure, and ultimately breaking into
a merry laugh, ‘ that I have been a mar
ried woman these six weeks !
‘ Oh !! ’
But I have no room for more, and if I
had, it is very doubtful whether I ought
to write it.”
Jonathan's Hunting Excursion.— “ Did
you ever hear of the scrape that I and
Uncle Zeke had duckin’ on’t on the Con
necticut?” asked Jonathan Timbertoes,
while amusing his old JJutch hostess, who
had agreed to entertain him under tbo
roof of her log cottage for, and in consid
eration of, a bran new tin milk pan.
“ No, I never did—do tell it,” was the
reply.
“ Well—you must know that I and Un
cle Zeke took it into our heads on Satur
day arternoon to go a gunnin’ aiier clucks
in father’s skiff; so in wo got and skull
ed down the river; a proper sight of
ducks flew backwards anu forwards, I
tell ye —and a few on ’em lit down by the
marsh, and went to feedin’ on muscles, —
I catched up my peauder-horn, to prime '
it, it slipped right out of my hand, and
sunk to the bottom of the river. The
water was amazingly clear, and I could
see on the bottom. Now I couldn’t swim
a jot; so I sez to Uncle Zeke, “You’re
a pretty clever feller, just let me take y«ur
peauder horn to prime,”—and don’t you
think the stingy critter wouldn’nt!—
‘ Well,’ says I, ‘ you’re a pretty good di
ver, and if you’ll dive and get it, I’ll give
you a primin’. I thought he’d leave his
peuder-horn, but he didn’t; but he stuck
it in his pocket, and down ho went—and
there he staid.”
Here the old lady opened her eyes
with wonder and surprise, and a pause of
some minutes ensued, when Jonathan
added—
“l looked down and what do you
think the critter was doin ?”
“Lord!” exclaimed the old lady, “I’m
sure I don’t know.”
“ There ho was,” said our hero, ‘‘ set
tin’ right on the bottom of the river, pour
in’ the peauder out of my horn into hiz
ez!”— N. Y. Sat. Emp.
“John Smith, come up with your les
son. What does g-l-a-ss spell ?” “ Well,
I knew once, but I’ll be hanged if I don’t
forget now.”
“Psfhaw! what is ill your mother’s
window sash ?” “ There’s so many things,
that goshbust if I can remember ’em all.
Let me see. Thar’s the boss blanket in
one place, brother Job’ white hat in ano
ther,sister Patience’s bonnet in another,
and dad’s old breeches in the hole that
Zeb and l made yesterday.”