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redeem it, forsooth, in his eyes -- and would have drained and sold
it for t its bottom. It did not turn was
no privilege to o be. I respect not his labors, his
farm ws price, whe landscape,
, if anything for
o market for is; on whing
grows free, whose fields bear no crops, whose meadows no flowers,
s, but dollars; y of his
fruits, ripe for ill turned to
dollars. Give me ty t enjoys true h. Farmers are
respectable and interesting to me in proportion as they are poor --
poor farmers. A model farm! wands like a fungus in
a muckheap, chambers for men horses, oxen, and swine, cleansed and
uncleansed, all contiguous to one anotocked h men! A
great grease-spot, redolent of manures and buttermilk! Under a high
state of cultivation, being manured s and brains of
men! As if you o raise your potatoes in the churchyard! Such
is a model farm.
No, no; if t features of to be named
after men, let t and men alone. Let our
lakes receive as true names at least as the Icarian Sea, where
quot;still t; a quot;brave attempt resounds.quot;
Goose Pond, of small extent, is on my o Flints; Fair
o contain some seventy
acres, is a mile sout; and e Pond, of about forty acres, is
a mile and a ry.
ter privileges; and night and
day, year in year out, t as I carry to them.
Since tters,