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i. A/mhcl Enftmj VOLUME 1. Grininal. fOR TiiK IN'I>KPKM>KN'T PRESS. TO YOU! By David L. Roath. ■ Brightest, fairest, sweetest, iteaivst 1 To my heart forever nearest! Glancing on my dazzled eye, like a seraph flitting by, Hail thee! blessed spirit-balm. As tlie traveler hails the palm On the hot Sahara's breast, Ere the Sun sinks in the West! Where the stream is rolling ever— (Humanstream, to quiet never!)- Where the cry is almost single, • Money!" at the golden jingle. And eneh gazes on the other, Knowing no such word,as " brother!" Even there I linger, londv, Dreaming of thee, dearest, only! In the midnight, still and solemn, Bv some ancient mystic column, Or beneath the restless glory Crowning forest monarch hoary, When the World, with battle heated, Lies to mourn its hopes defeated — Then across my soul are driven. Thoughts of thee, like thoughts of Heaven 1 Yes! I revel in my spirit, Over wealth none can inherit ; Tis a heart—a peerless treasure. Leaving nought unknown of pleasure. Stain will never dim its lustre— Joys immortal round it cluster— Time will only make it brighter, Dearer, sweeter, purer, lighter! miscellaneous. FOR THE ISDFEXDENT PRESS. MY UNCLE SIMON’S PLANTATION; • OR sketches of southern life, &c. BY ABRAHAM GOOSEQUJLL, ESQ. THE COON'-HUST. ' Yocat irigenti claniore Cithreron, Taygetique canes.’'—Virg. Georo. hi. r The echoing hilll‘ai«l "CBiaiifg hounds luvite.’ 1 My last two numbers were descrip tive oi’ events which happened off the plantation. My readers must not. how ever, consider me as wandering from ray proper bounds; for I design giving accounts of many things which do not occur immediately upon Uncle's plan tation. Part of my title is “Sketches of Southern Life, &c,” which will com prehend almost any thing I choose to write about. '' Thus much I thought due to consis tency, and I now proceed to give an account of a scene which is often en acted upon Uncle Simon’s premises. Summer is passed and gone, and old Boreas occasionally gives us a blast by way of hint that winter will be upon us presently. In the meantime, he has sent before him a pleasant harbinger, whose surname is Autumn. Now it is that the pleasures of the chase are again coming in vogue, and “echoing hills Sad chiding hounds invite.” Until the cotton is all picked out, Reynard may still lie securely in his bed, and give himself no uneasiness about dogs; but in the meantime, the coon and some other game must pay the penalty of the negroes’ tardiness ‘ in harvesting the snowy staple. A day or two ago, Cousin Aristides told me that if I could afford to get up by day-break next,morning, w,e would go out and catch a coon. To this I readily gave my consent, for I have always been remarkably fond of hunt ing. So, after we liadJain down, and enjoyed all the pleasures which Mor pheus, by the aid of feather-beds and downy pillows^could bestow upon us, for the space of seven or eight hours, we rose manned for the task before us. Cousia Aristides’ first act was to take down a liam’s horn, which hung sus pended by a leathern string in the porch, swing i| around his neck, and blow as if a second Jericho was under siege. Thereupon, eight eager hounds rushed from their rating places, and came running and howling to their master, as if the walls of the aforesaid besieged city were about to tumble • down at their heels. “All’s ready,” said Cousin Aristides, '‘let’s go.” > I should have mentioned that both myself and my relative Nimrod, had put on some old clothes, and our worst boots and hats, The legs of our trow sers were stuffed into those of our boots ; for the cunning coon seeks the muddiest place he can find to avoid his pursuers, and we certainly did not want our Sunday rigging with mud, not even for “that samp old coon,” himself, - : Mvfflil| journal:—Pcbotrb to f iterator, politics, ant) CentralHisrcllanji. We walked down to the creek, about a, half a mile from the house, and my companion kept up a continual halloo ing bv way of encouraging the dogs. We had been near the stream for some time, and dusky morn was fast assum ing the place of sombre night. St ill not a single dog had once opened, ex cept a puppy or two, which made an astonished hare scamper at the top of hts speed across a neighboring broom sedge held. These were not yet ini tiated into the mysteries of eoon-hunt ing, having been reared since the last season. No attention was paid them, either by ourselves or by the dogs, which had more experience. Wo passed on by the creek, and by this time Phoebus peeped over the eastern bills with his merry face, and told us that if we did not soon get a trail, our sport would be up, as raccoons always seek their dens long before lie makes his appearance. At?this Cousin Aristides hallooed louder and oftener than he did before, and I joined , him. There was a small lagoon just ahead of us, and we knew that this was our last chance. 1f we did not get a trail there, we should have to go home without any game. Soon we heard old Loud er open once in the lagoon just before we got to it. But he opened so hoarse ly, and with so little spirit, we knew it was a very cold trail. However, to make the best of a bad prospect, we cheered on the old dog with all our might. He was immediately joined by Bingwoodp and we heard them open alternately, as they slowly proceeded from us. We overtook them soon, and tried to get the other dogs to join them; but the trail was so cold, no others could discover it. There was quite a contest between Louder and Bingwood, to see which should be the first one to get the trail ■off; Now Uioy would smell tho wholo length of a log, and now swim to a chunk, or stump, or bunch of bulrush es, to find whether the coon had been there. They examined every tree par ticularly to see if the game had gone up any of them. But it all 'seemed like poor business; for the farther they re ceded in any; direction from the spot where Louder first struck the trail, the fainter became the scent, and the less frequently either of them opened.— Now might be seen the different plans of different canine tacticians. Ring wood circled round and round, each circle he described becoming larger and larger, to see if he could not get the trail off in some other place; while Lou der proceeded slowly on, running his nose over every inch of ground, first forwards and then backwards, now to the left, leaving scarcely a hair’s breadth untried. But our two dogs worked in vain. They could not trail, and they could not tree. The coon had been to the lagoon in the fore part of the night to get frogs, &c,, and had left soon after; so that by this time his trail had gotten so cold, even old Lou der and Ringwood could not follow it. We concluded that we would go round the head of the lagoon, about a half a mile off, and see if we could not have better luck. No sooner had we reached the head, than our two veter an dogs simultaneously opened, as if the scent of coon was tolerably hot.— Some of the other dogs joined in with them, and all who could smell the trail buckled down to it like clever fellows. After they had gone on in a galloping trail for nearly a quarter of a mile, the puppies raised their voices in concert with the other dogs. Like an animat ed torrent, the pack drove Toward, yell ing as if old Nick was before them. — Tire hills reverberated with the echo of their cry, and the sound of their voices was hurried along upon the glas sy surface of the strearmfor several miles. By and by, had run very nearly a mile, they came to adcad halt, and their voices ceased. We soon came up with them, by taking the chord of the arc they had described in running, having thus saved, on our part, a good de|l of traveling. When we reached them, they were scattered in all directions, smelling up all the trees, or trying to take up the trail again. Wc knew, by this, that the coon had taken a tree close by. It was not long before some of the more inexperienced hounds began to bark up a sapling of tolerable size,— Ringwood and Louder went to the tree, and commenced smelling on the roots, and thence up the body, as high as EATONTON, GA.. SATURDAY. JULY 8, 1854. they could reach by standing on their hind-legs. HHiey finally concluded that their companions were barking up the wrong tree, and so left them in their error. As, soon as the two old dogs were gone, however, the younger ones left also, so much confidence had they in their elders. It is a fact, notorious to every huntsman, that each dog com mands the respect of the pack in pro portion to his ability and veracity.— A puppy, (,r untrained dog, which is running here and there, and every where, opening whether he scents the game or not, is never noticed by the pack; while a stead) r , well-traineddog, which never, opens without smelling the trail, is heeded every time he barks, and the other dogs run to him, know ing that the can thereby be put upon the light track. Such is the force of veracity, even among brutes. There is one thing to be observed here, in regard to the cunning of the coon. Just before getting to the hol low tree which contains his den, he runs up other trees all around his lodging place, and then jumps off, so as to deceive the dosrs by making them bark up the wrong tree. Loud er and Ring wood were, however, so well acquainted with the tricks of the game which they were pursuing, that the one they were hunting could not deceive them, as he did the younger dogs. These latter barked up several other trees besides the one I have al ready mentioned, but their opinions were not endorsed by the old heroes in whom we had so much confidence. But, by and by, we heard Louder and Ringwood barking at a tree with a great deal of fierceness. They were soon joined by the other six hounds, puppies and all. We knew, from their manner of barking, that they saw the game, and hastened on as fast as we could. After emerging from the woods, we came to a marshy place, all over grown with saw-grass and small canc. Looking up a small sapling, about twen ty yards in the marsh, where the dogs were barking, we saw a coon. Going up to tlie tree, cousin Aristides threw a stick at the animal, which caused it to jump out. The hounds caught it, and soon killed it. This was a fe male. As soon as the fight was over, Ring wood circled around and soon struck another trail. All the other dogs join ed him, and after they had run about a hundred yards up the marsh, they treed up a gum-tree, whose top had been blown off by the wind. Looking up this tree, we saw a coon which, at. sight of us, popped down into his hol low. We knew, from the size of this one, that lie was a male. The female had also tried to reach this den, but the dogs had pushed her so closely, she was. compelled to take the small sapling from which we made her jump, when she was caught by the hounds. They had botli been out late. We bio wed the dogs off from .the gum, where they had last treed, to go home and eat our breakfast, and af terwards bring John with us to cut the tree down. After we had indulged in some good hot coflee, nice ham and bis cuit, which kind aunt Parmela kept upon the hearth for us, and fed the dogs, uncle Simon concluded he would go with us, and enjoy the sport of catching the second coon., He made John saddle his horse for him, while wc ate. As soon as all things-were ready, uncle mounted his horse, and cousin Aristides and myself preceded him on foot. John laid a keen-edged axe upon his shoulder, and followed us. The dogs leaped for joy, and ran off as fast as they could go to the tree where wo left the coon. When we got there they were barking, and gnaw ing the tree with all their might. John set in with a sturdy arm to cut the gum down. The hills sent back’ alternately the hayings of the dogs and the sound of the axe. By and by, the tree began to totter, and we called the dogs off a little distance to keep it from falling upon them. Presently there was a crash, as the gum flfcU iu a very thick place of saw-grass and small cane. The dogs were there in an in stant, but the coon ran off, and was hidden from their sight by the matted growth which I have mentioned. They bulged right through jhe grass and cane, guided by their unerring nostril. The thick vegetation offered but little resistance to their impetuosity,'and, al ter running it very .short distance, we, •* . .L' L>. If'tTliOlT M'l'.llC, Matron OH .1 i'f'KCTIO.V” saw the coon bounce up a stump about fifteen or twenty feet high-. As good luck would have it, lie had run right from the centre of the marsh, which was only about fifty yards wide, out to the bank, where uncle Simon sat upon his horse. When we got to the stump, up which he had run, there he stood on its top, with back and tail curved, and bristles erect iooking.fbr all the world as cousin Dorothy’s tom cat would look, if he were t\?ice as large as he is, His eyes flashed with rage, and his tusks, which were fully a half inch, long and keen as needles, together with the sharp claws of his fore-feet, showed that lie would! do bat tle ere he would die. We determined to make John hold Louder and Ringwood, for they, being old and experienced in killing coons, would have soon put an end to our sport. So John caught these two dogs by the backs of their necks, and cousin Aristides threw, a stick up the stump, at which the coon jumped down. As soon as he touched the ground, the puppies mounted him as if had been only a hare. At this he reared on his hind-legs, uttered a scream of indigna tion, and, placing one paw on each ear of one of the puppies, soused his head into the mud and water, at the same time burying his tusks in the poor fel low’s nose, whose yells were now ad ded tojlte squallings of the coon. This was all done in a second. . In another second, he had served the second pup py in the same way. Both of these contented themselves witlf howling and barking during the remainder of the fight. Nothing could induce them again to take hold. There were now only four dogs to fight, who were serv ed in a way similar to that of the pup pies. But they would return to the onset. They snapped, barked and yelled, and the coon screamed and fought like a tiger; while cousin Aris tides, uncle Simon and myself, halloo ed at the top of our voices. It requir ed all of John’s exertions to hold the dogs Louder and Ringwood. Mud and water splashed on every side, and such a hubub and confusion was raised as is rarely to be heard, except at the death of a coon. The coon kept fighting and retreat ing, until he got to a small pond, into the middle of which he swam, balanc ed himself on the water, and bade de fiance to his pursuers. The dogs swam to him, and, as each one approached, lie jumped on their heads, and sunk them under the water. This was oft en repeated, until the hounds began to grow tired of the sport. It is impossi ble for any number of dogs to kill a coon in swimming water. But dogs well trained have a way of managing which shall be illustrated in this place by old Louder. Cousin Aristides hal looed to John to let go his dogs. Old Louder swam directly to the coon, caught him about the breast, and turn ed immediately round to swim to a dry place. In vain did bis coonship bite, scratch and squall. The old veteran pursued the even tenor of his way to the bank, where, arrived, he pinned the coon down to the ground, by re taining his hold upon his breast. Ring wood got hold of his head, and the other four dogs catching hold in vari ous places, soon killed him. After he had been disabled, the puppies caught him, and guawed and bit, him, to wreak . their vengeance upon him for sousing their heads in the mud—thus aping their fellow-men when placed under similar circumstances. Cousin Aristides had both coons skinned, and their hides nailed up on the walls of the barn, among other trophies of his skill as a huntsman. — Old David barbecued the flesh, gome of which we all ate, and which the ne groes consider quite a dainty. r A Joke for the End of tjie Sea son.—lt is not at all surprising that the Grand Opera of Meyerbeer, should have made such a hit at Convent Gar den ; lor it stands to reason, or, in oth er words, it is as plain as the nose up on our own face, that the Huge-noso (Huguenots) should be the greatest fea ture of the season. Sineelhe .days of- Oyidius Naso, or Ovid with the Nose, we have met with no Opera equal to the Opera we have named; in aptitude for leading the public by the facial prominence implied in the title of the Huguenots. A Stock'Company for trading with Japan is now organizing in New York '' • * :* The Aristocracy oe Money, and the Nobility of Learning.— The following just reflections occur in an address recently delivered by Hiram Ketchum, Esq., on the occasion of the death of Chief Justice Jones: Sir, there are now living in Europe, two very distinguished men, barons, both very eminent in their line, both known to the civilized world: one is. Baron Rothschild, and the other is Baron Humboldt; one distinguished for the accumulation of wealth, the other for the accumulation of knowl edge. What are the possessions of the philosopher ? Why, sir, I heard a gen tleman whom I have seen here this af ternoon, a distinguished member of this community, say that, on a recent visit to Europe, lie paid his respects to that distinguished philosopher, and was ad mitted to an audience. He found him, at the age of eighty-four years, fresh and vigorous, in a small room, nicely sanded, with a large deal table uncov ered in the midst of that room, contain ing his books and writing apparatus. — Adjoining this was a small bed-room, in which he slept. Here this eminent philosopher received a visitor from tlie United States. He conversed with him; he spoke of his works. “My works,” said he, “you will find in the adjoin ing library, but I am too, poor to own a copy of them. I have not the means to buy a full copy of my own work's.” Now, sir, which of these barons do you think, even in this age of gold, receives the greatest amount of the ho mage of the human race ? I speak not of the homage of intelligent man, but of the honor paid by the masses. Let them both come here and pass, through our streets, and see to which of them the hat of the multitude will be doffed with the most cheerfulness and alacrity. What they Won’t Own To.— Punch says, in his Pocket-Book for 1854, “there are several things' which you never can by any accident get a la dy—be she ypung or old—to confess to.” Here are some of them: “That she laces tight. That her shoes are too small for her. That she is ever tired at a ball. That she paints. That she is as-old sis clic loolc?. That oho hfts been more than five minutes dressing. That she kept you waiting. That she blushed when a certain person’s name was mentioned. That she is fond of scandal. That she can’t keep a secret. That she —she of all persons in the world—is in love. That she doesn’t want a now bonnet. That she can do with one single thing less when she is about to travel. That she hasn’t the disposition of an angel, of a saint —or how else could she go through one half of what she does ? That she does not know better than every one else what is best for her. That she is a flirt or coquette. That she is ever in the wrong.” The Gait. —One may judge of the spirit and disposition of a man by his ordinary gait and manner of walking. He who habitually pursues abstract thoughts, looks down on the ground, lie who is accustomed to sudden im pulses, or is trying to seize upon some necessary recollection, looks up with a kind of jerk. He who is a steady, cau tious, merely practical man, walks on deliberately, his eyes straight before him; and even in his most musing moods observes things at hand sufli ciently to avoid porter’s knot, or a butcher’s tray. But the man with strong ganglions—of pushing, lively temperament, who, though practical, is yet speculative—the man who is emu lous and active, and ever trying to rise in life, sanguine, alert, bold—walks with a spring, looks rather above the heads of his fellow passengers, but with a quick easy turn of his head, which is highly set on his shoulders; his mouth is a little open, his eye is bright, rath er restless, but penetrative; his port has something of defiance. Grasshopper Roast. —The editor of the Empire County (California) Ar gus describes a great dish among the Digger Indians, in the Districts where the Grasshoppers are very numerous, and gives the following account oftheir mode of preparing the delicacy: “A piece of ground is sought where they most abound, in the centre of which an excavation is made, large and deep enough to prevent the insect hop ping out when once in. The entire par ty of Diggers, old and young, male and female, then surround as much of the adjoining grounds as they can, and with each a green bough in hand, whip ping and thrashing on every side, grad ually approach the centre, driving the insects before them in countless num bers, till at last all, or nearly all, are secured in the pit. In the meantime smaller excavations are made, answer ing the purpose of ovens, in which fires are kindled, and kept up till the sur rounding earth, for a snort distance, becomes sufficiently heated, together with a flat stone, large enough to cov er the oven. The Grasshoppers are now taken in coarse bags, and after be ing thoroughly soaked in salt water for a few moments, are emptied into the ovens and closed in. Ten or fifteen i minutes suffice to roast them, when theyjre taken out and eaten, without further preparation, anl with much ap parent relish, or, as is sometimes tlie case, reduced to powdi r and made into soup. And having fro rn curiosity tast ed, not of the soup, but of the roast, really if one could but divest himself of the idea of eating an insect as we do an oyster or shrimp, wit iout other aration than simple roas ing, they would not be considered veryiad eating even Uy iiiwvo i’«fi ut'd epicure* tluqji the nig ger Indians.” "' . Vo .. . What does a Northern doughface ev er do but submit? The majority of tlie House was put under the iron rule of the slave plantation, and lashed in to servile obedience with a single crack of the slave-driver’s whip. — Tribune . Why die dickens don’t you send folks to Washington who are not doughfa ces ? You have been talking ten years about tlie unanimity of the Northern people against slavery, slaveholders, and tho South generally, yet these sla very-hating people never send Repre sentatives that suit Greeley, Garrison, and Fred. Douglass. Every time they vote with the South, no matter what it is upon, they are called traitors, ac cused of selling themselves, betraying their trust, and other vi llainous things. Still the people keep on sending them. Even Gerrit Smith is accused of not standing up to the rack as he ought.— What in the name of common sense do these fanatics want? Why don’t they send Greeley again, or Garrison, or Beecher, or Mrs. Stowe, or somebody who isn’t a doughface?—New York Day Book. The Largest Cannon in the W ORLI). —Among the objects of curios ity preserved at Bejapoor, is a large gun formed of a mixed metal, of which there is said to be some portion of gold, and a very considerable quantity of silver. The weight is forty tons, and it is allowed to be the largest piece of ordnance of the same description in the world. This splendid gun was the work of Chuleby Koomy Khan, an of flicer in the service of Iloosscin Nizam Shah, at Ahmud-nuggur. The mould in which it was cast is still in existence, and lies neglected in the garden of the tom of the founder, which has been converted into quarters for an English officer. This gun is supposed to have been taken in 1562, by Ally Adi- Shah. Lusus Natural —Avery great cu riosity may be seen at our office in the shape of a chicken or a pair of chick ens, we cannot exactly say which, or whether Shanghai, or not, we are equally at a loss to determine, having but one head and two entirely distinct bodies, with the usual complement of wings and feet. The egg was laid and the chicken or chickens ltatched on the premises of the Victoria Hotel, in this city.— Charleston Courier. *laron Burr and Jflrs. Alex ander Hamilton. A correspondent of the Detroit En quirer, under date of Allegan, March 6th, 1854, relates a striking anecdote concerning Burr and the widow of the distinguished man who fell by his hand in a duel. He says lie was an eye witness of a thrilling and painful inci dent about the year 1822, on board one of the old Fulton and Livingston line of boats, on his way from New York to Albany. All who travelled in those day's will recollect that the din ner hour was quite as interesting as now. The ladies were of course pro vided for first; and the gentlemen who stood near the foot of the tables could crowd upon the back seats (so that they retreated as the ladies came down,) until the latter were all seated; then such as were not crowded quite oft', could take a seat on the signal being given. Among the first that were passing up next to the berths, and back of one table, was Aaron Buit, and it was the lot of the narrator to be next to him. They got as far up as those ahead of us could go, before coming to seats oc cupied by ladies on that side, and all came to a stand facing the table. At that moment there came down oppo site to them a large lady, richly dressed in black, and veiled, and while yet standing opposite to Burr, she put her veil aside, and raising her eyes across the table, she saw, with his eyes direct ly upon her, Aaron Burr, arid 6nly separated by the width of the table.—■ She gave a loud scream and fell, but there being quite a number standing by, they caught her and took her out. The boat was then about approaching Newburgh, and she insisted on being put ashore at once, and she would go no further in the boat with Burr on board,"and it was done as she wished. During the whole scene at the table, adds the writer, Burr stood like a statue, looking on with a stoic-lilce in difference and composure, never mov ing a muscle ; and, as soon as Mrs. H. was removed, he sat down and ate a very hearty dinner, and went on his way as usual. It was remarked at the time that Mrs. Hamilton said it was the first time she had ever set her eyes on Aaron Burr since the day he killed her husband, and.no doubt, it was the last. , .... : : ... -3- . .. {terms, §2,00 A YEAR; NUMBER 12. Benefit of Action —SffTar from ! complete inaction being perfect enjoy ment, there arc few greater sufferings than that which the total absence of ocr cupation generally induces. Count Caylies, the celebrated French am tiquary, spent much time in engraving the plates which illustrated his valua-; ble work. When his friends asked him why he worked so hard at such . i n£U?.]umui£il nPplinntlOTl- 110 said — u Je grave,pour ne pas rue —I engrave lest T should hang my self. When Napoleon was slowly withering away from disease and ennui together, on the rock of St. Helena, it was told him that one of his old friends, an ex-colonel in the Italian army, was dead. “What disease killed him?” asked Napoleon. “ That of having nothing to do,” it was answered.- “Enough,” said Napoleon, “even had he been an emperor.'’ Aijrunltnval. How to Determine the height a Colt will attain when full Grown. —Mr. Jarhes 11. Martin of Kingston, Kentucky, gives out the fol lowing upon tins point, which is cer tainly novel and perhaps it may be true: “I can tell you how any man may know within half an inch, the height a colt will attain to when full grown.— The rule may not hold good in every instance, but in nine out of ten it will. When live colt gets to be three weeks old, or as soon as it is perfectly straight ened in its limbs measure from the edge of the hair on the hoofs to the first joint, and for every inch it will grow to the height of a hand of four inches when its growth is matured. — Thus if the distance be found sixteen inches, it will make the horse sixteen hands high. By this means a man may know something of what sort of a horse, with proper care, he is to expect from his colt. Three years ago I bought two very shabby looking colts for twenty dollars each, and sold them re cently for three hundred dollars. So much for knowing how to guess prop erly at a colt.”— Kentuchy Yeoman. How to Plant Cucumbers, &c., to avoid Bugs. —As the cost of seed is trifling, we have for the past few years succeeded in getting good vines by the following process: Instead of planting a few seeds in hills at the dis-. tance they would ultimately be requir ed to grow, we have put in a large quantity over the whole ground; so that at first we have had a hundred plants where only pne was needed.— Sometimes we have had a plant come up on every two inches over the whole bed. As fast as the expanding leaves of the vines interfere with each other, we cut off the weaken ones with a pair of shears, so as not to disturb the roots of those remaining. The “bugs” have always materially assisted in the thin ning process, but we have never failed to find twice or thrice the needed number of plants entirely untouched. When beyond the reach of danger* from insects, all the weaker points are removed ; and a solitary vine left here and there has been enough to cover the ground. . ’ / '' ' The same ground will yield much better, by having the vines at equal distances from each other, than if two or three are left together in the same hill, since the roots have more room to grow, and they find a greater amount of nourishment when thus isolated.- — The fruit will also be more solid and of better quality. It should also be remembered that air and light are essential to the growth and maturity of the fruit; and it is better to occasionally cut out a thrifty plant, than that the ground be too densely covered. Just vines enough to thinly cover the ground, will pro duce better than double this number. [American Agm.ulturist The Sugar Crop. —The New Or leans Picayune says the sugar crops>f Louisiana will not be inferior, either in quantity or quality, to what it in either of the last two years. SagjPP planters in various parts of the State have commenced grinding. African Cotton.— ln LibeHriteh rica, there is a plaid which grows enty feet high, and bears cotton in bolls similar to the common cotton plant of this country. The staple is very short, but has a soft silken texurc arid is of a delicate fawn colour. The odor is exactly like cotton/though its appear ance is quite unlike it. • : ■■ ■■ t ,r - 1 '2 iiljjMi The Island Creek bottpm laais in McCracken county, Kentucky# are growing over with beautiful Clover;! ust as thick as if it had been sown. The growth is spontaneous, rendering those landslip that section of the State, very larger yield known this year tha; ;