the house was concealed behind a dense grove of red

    maples, te to

    buy it, before tor finisting out some rocks,

    cutting dorees, and grubbing up some young

    bircure, or, in s, had made

    any more of s.  to enjoy tages I was ready

    to carry it on; like Atlas, to take the world on my shoulders -- I

    never  compensation  -- and do all

    tive or excuse but t I might

    pay for it and be unmolested in my possession of it; for I knew all

    t it  abundant crop of the kind I

    ed, if I could only afford to let it alone.  But it turned out

    as I have said.

    All t I could say, t to farming on a large

    scale -- I ivated a garden --  I had had my

    seeds ready.  Many t seeds improve h age.  I have no

    doubt t time discriminates bethe bad; and when

    at last I s, I so be disappointed.

    But I o my fellows, once for all, As long as possible

    live free and uncommitted.  It makes but little difference wher

    you are committed to a farm or ty jail.

    Old Cato, icaquot; is my quot;Cultivator,quot; says -- and

    translation I he passage

    -- quot;ting a farm turn it t

    to buy greedily; nor spare your pains to look at it, and do not

    t enougo go round it once.  tener you go the

    more it  is good.quot;  I t buy

    greedily, but go round and round it as long as I live, and be buried

    in it first, t it may please me t last.

    t  experiment of