SIGNS OF A POOR FARMER,
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ne SrdzeS ms moving land late m the spring. Some of his COWS are much past their prlme' He neglects to keep the dung and ground from the sills of his buildings. lie sows and plants his land till it is ex- hausted before he thinks of manuring. He keeps too much stock, and many of them are unruly. He has a place for nothing, and nothing in it's place. If he wants Q gimblet, a chisel or a hammer, he cannot find it. He seldom does any thing in stormy weather, or in an evening. You will often hear of his being in the bar-room, talking of hard times Although he has been on piece of land twenty years, ask him for could not raise them, for he never had any luck. His indolence and carelessness sub ject him to many accidents He loses cider for want of a hoop his plough breaks in his hurry to get in his seed in season, be- cause it was not housed, and in harvest time, when he is at work on distant part of his farm, the hogs break into his garden, for the want of a small repair in his fence. He always feels in hurry, yet iu his busi- est day he will stop and talk till he has wearied your patience. He is seldom neat in his person, and generally late to public worship. His children are late at school, and their books are torn and dirty. He has no enterprise, and is sure to have no money, or if he must have it, makes great sacrifice to get it and as he is slack in his payments, and buys altogether on credit, he purchases every thing at a dear rate.- You will see the smoke come out of his chimney long after daylight in winter,- His horse stable is not daily cleansed, nor his horse eurried. Boards, shingles, and clapboards are to be seen off his buildings, month after month, without being replaced, and his windows are full of rags He feeds hiS ho0S md horceC ,uifh 1,hnla oroSp TT the lambs die, or the wool comes off his sheep, he does not think it is for want of care or food. He is generally a great bor- rower, and seldom returns the thing bor- rowed. He is poor husband, poor ia ther, poor neighbor. a poor citizen, and 8 poor christian.

 Ho,o to boil Irish Potatoes.-Good and in- different potatoes depend very much upon the manner in which they are prepared for the table. Some cooks always have heavy, hard, watery potatoes; while others, for the most part, have them dry, Fnealy, and excellent. This difference depends, gene- rally, upon the difference of cooking. The first cook puts the potatoes into cold watesr,' warns them through by slow fire, and cools them as slowly; while the other puts them into boiling water, stirs the fire till they are just dun, takes them out immedi- | ately, throws wet cloth around them. and gently squeezes each with the hand tilt 1t cracks open, for the watery particles to es- cape in the form of steam, then peals them and they are exactly right. By this plan, almost any potatoe will eat we'll.

 NasAUisls Agrieusturiss ] Ferer and Ague.-The editor of the Chan- fpion of Democracy thus lets out" WO do not envy the man his ague, but we are not sorry he has it. Il shakes capital arti- cle out of him: - . ........t We cun shake hnnds with an earthquake, crack jokes with 6 tornado, dance on the top ofa volcano, out laugh thunder storm, whis- tie the wind out of COuntenance, drive hur- ricane tandem, catch whales .in the Msel- stroom and boil them in the crater of vesuvi- us; we can kiss pretty woman, ANd laugh when we feel our cheek Jingle under the in- 1 hiction of her delicate hand--but we cannot write editorials, when our ague fit IS threat. ening to make ten thousand little stars from the fragments of this world on which we live. All that we mean to say is. that man ternating between those agreeable states of heat and cold, wherein consist the beauty of fever and ague. Some old philosophers were of opinion that the wicked would be punish- ed hereafter by being first par-boiled and then cast into an ice bath and this process was to be continually repeated. Only think of it, a whole eternity of fever and ague

 A poet once said "variety's the spice of life that lends existence half its zest ;" but the poet, although he was good at theory. knew nothing at all of practice. Hot and cold, cold and hot, there's variety; no "spice" about it, unless quiniDe comes under that genus and so far from "lending exis- tence' to any thing, it knocks man into nonentity, much quicker than rail-Soad could. .

 Confound the fever and ague!

 Hold on we take that back. Spoke too late, by George! Here it comes with kind of a sh.a-a-a-a.k.ing, and sh-sh-shi-yer- ing, and. hu, hu, hu-hudling, and a, ., a. oh, Lord! .....

 Legal Pleasantries.- They originate moro than half the current wit of the day in the great West. There is Q racy freshness,

 moreover, about tho pleasantries of that re- zion, that is delightful. From the Missouri Journal we have clipped the following anec. dote of an eminent legal gentleman of that State. If it be as new to the reader as 1t iS to us, we will guarantee his favorable suf- frage. Being once opposed to Mir. s., late member of Congress, he remarked as follows, to the jury, upon point of disagree ment between them; "Here my brother S. and differ. Now this is very natu- ral. Men seldom see things in the same light. and they may disagree in opinion up. on the simplest principles Of law. and tnas very honestly; while, at the same time, nei- ther can see any earthly reason why they shOuld-and this, as they look at different sides of the subject, and do not view t in all it's bearings. Suppose, for illustration. . -Lo..fA o&s,~. :ss hMrM MNA Anl1lv~ ma..a~e