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with hundreds of grains of gold, every one possessing the same wonderful properties as the parent grain, every one instinct with the same marvelous reproductive powers.

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13. There are seven hundred and twenty grains on the ear which I hold in my hand. I presume there were two or three such ears on the stock. This would give us 1440, perhaps 2160 grains as the produce of one. They would yield, next season, if they were all successfully planted, 4200, perhaps 6300 Who does not see that, with this stupendous progression, the produce of one grain in a few years might feed all mankind? And yet, with this visible creation annually springing and ripening around us, there are men who doubt, who deny the existence of God. Gold from the Sacramento River, sir! There is a sǎc'rament' in this ear of corn enough to bring an atheist2 to his knces.

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87. AGRICULTURE- -CONCLUDED.

UT it will be urged, perhaps, sir, in behalf of the California gold, that, though one crop only of gold can be gathered from the same spot, yet, once gathered, it lasts to the end of time; while our vegetable gold is produced only to be consumed, and, when consumed, is gone forever. But this, Mr. President, would be a most egregious error bōth ways.

2. It is true the California gold will last forever unchanged if its owner chooses; but, while it so lasts, it is of no use; no not as much as its value in pig-iron,3 which makes the best of ballast; whereas gold, while it is gold, is good for little or nothing. You can neither eat it, nor drink it, nor smoke it. You can neither wear it, nor burn it as fuel, nor build a house with it; it is really useless till you exchange it for consumable, perishable goods; and the more plentiful it is, the less its exchangeable value.

'Såc' ra ment, an oath or vow; a holy rite; the Lord's Supper.— A' the ist, one who denies or disbelieves the existence of a Supreme Being. Pig'-iron (l'urn), masses of iron not manufactured.— Bål' last, weight put into the hold of vessels, when not loaded, to make them float steadily.

3. Far different the case with our Atlantic gold; it does not perish when consumed, but, by a nobler alchemy' than that of Paracelsus,' is transmuted in consumption to a higher life. "Perish in consumption," did the old miser say? "Thou fool, that which thou sowest is not quickened except it die." The burning pen of inspiration, ranging heaven and earth for a similitude,3 to convey to our poor minds some not inadequate idea of the mighty doctrine of the resurrection, can find no symbol so expressive as "bare grain, it may chance of wheat or some other grain." To-day a senseless plant, to-morrow it is human bone and muscle, vein and artery, sinew and nerve; beating pulse, heaving lungs, toiling, ah, sometimes, overtoiling brain.

4. Last June, it sucked from the cold breast of the earth the watery nourishment of its distending sap-vessels; and now it clothes the manly form with warm, cordial flesh; quivers and thrills with the fivefold mystery of sense; purveys and ministers to the higher mystery of thought. Heaped up in your grăn'aries this week, the next it will strike in the stalwart arm, and glow in the blushing cheek, and flash in the beaming eye; till we learn at last to realize that the slender stalk, which we have seen shaken by the summer breeze, bending in the cornfield under the yellow burden of harvest, is indeed the “staff of life," which, since the world began, has supported the toiling and struggling myriads of humanity on the mighty pilgrimage of being.

5. Yes, sir, to drop the allegory, and speak without a figure, it is this noble agriculture, for the promotion of which this great company is assembled from so many parts of the Union, which feeds the human race, and all the humbler orders of animated

1 Al' che my, chemistry, as practiced in former times; or the proposed, but imaginary art of the changing of base metals into gold, and of finding some universal remedy for all diseases.-2 Par a cel' sus, one of the early alchemists, was born about the year 1493, near Zurich, a city in the northern part of Switzerland. He is considered as the founder of the modern science of medicine. He died in 1541, in his forty-eighth year.- Si mil' i tùde, likeness; comparison.- Fivefold mystery of sense, the senses, hearing, seeing, smelling, touching, and tasting.-" Stalwart (stol' wort), brave; bold; strong.- Al' le go ry, a story in which the apparent meaning is not the real one, but is intended to declare some important truth with greater force and spirit.

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nature dependent on man. With the exception of what is yielded by the fisheries and the chase (a limited, though certainly not an insignificant, source of supply), agriculture is the steward which spreads the daily table of mankind.

6. Twenty-seven millions of human beings, by accurate com putation, awoke this věry morning, in the United States, all requiring their "daily bread," whether they had the grace to pray for it or not, and, under Providence, all looking to the agriculture of the country for that daily bread, and the food of the domestic animals depending on them; a demand, perhaps, as great as their own. Mr. President, it is the daily duty of you farmers to satisfy this gigantic appetite; to fill the mouths of these hungry millions-of these starving millions, I might say, for if, by any catastrophe,' the supply were cut off for a few days, the life of the country-human and brute-would be extinct.

7. How nobly this great duty is performed by the agriculture of the country, I need not say at this board, especially as the subject has been discussed by the gentleman who preceded me. The wheat crop of the United States the present year, is variously estimated at from one hundred and fifty to one hundred and seventy-five millions of bushels; the oat crop at four hundred millions of bushels; the Indian corn, our precious vegetable gold, at one thousand millions of bushels! a bushel, at least, for every human being on the face of the globe.

8. Of the other cereal, and of the leguminous crops, I have seen no estimate. Even the humble article of hay,—this poor timothy, herds' grass, and red-top, which, not rising to the dignity of the food of man, serves only for the subsistence of the mute partners of his toil,-the hay crop of the United States is probably but little, if any, inferior in value to the whōle crop of cotton, which the glowing imagination of the South sometimes regards as the great bond which binds the civilized nations of the earth together. EDWARD EVERETT.

1Catastrophe (ka tås' tro fe), unfortunate event; calamity; disaster. - Cè' re al, relating to grain that is good for food.-3 Le gu' min ous, peas, beans, and other vegetables that grow in pods.-Tim'o thy, a name applied to an excellent kind of grass.

88. MEMORY.

1.

IS sweet to remember! I would not forego

'TIS

The charm which the past o'er the present can throw, For all the gay visions that Fancy may weave

In her web of illusion, that shines to deceive.
We know not the future-the past we have felt-
Its cherish'd enjoyments the bosom can melt;
Its raptures anew o'er our pulses may roll,

When thoughts of the morrow fall cold on the soul.

2. 'Tis sweet to remember! when storms are abroad,
To see in the rainbow the promise of God;
The day may be darken'd, but far in the west,
In vermilion' and gold, sinks the sun to his rest;
With smiles like the morning he passeth away-
Thus the beams of delight on the spirit can play,
When in calm reminiscence2 we gather the flowers,
Which love scatter'd round us in happier hours.

3. 'Tis sweet to remember! When friends are unkind,
When their coldness and carelessness shadow the mind:
Then, to draw back the vail which envelops a land
Where delectable3 prospects in beauty expand;
To smell the green fields, the fresh waters to hear
Whose once fairy music enchanted the ear;
To drink in the smiles that delighted us then,
To list the fond voices of childhood again ;-
Oh, this the sad heart, like a reed that is bruised,
Binds up, when the banquet' of hope is refused.

4. 'Tis sweet to remember! And naught can destroy
The balm-breathing comfort, the glory, the joy,
Which spring from that fountain to gladden our way
When the changeful and faithless desert or betray.
I would not forget!—though my thoughts should be dark,

'Vermilion (ver mil' yun), bright red.—2 Rem i nls' cence, memory; remembrance. De lect' a ble, delightful; very pleasing.- Banquet (bång' kwet), a rich feast; an entertainment.

O'er the ocean of life I look back from my bark,
And I see the lost Eden, where once I was blest,
A type and a promise of heavenly rest.

W. G. CLARKE.

HOPE

89. MEMORY AND HOPE.

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OPE is the leading-string of youth; memory the staff of age. Yet, for a long time, they were at variance,' and scarcely ever associated together. Memory was almost always grave, nay, sad and melancholy. She delighted in silence and repose, amid rocks and waterfalls; and whenever she raised her eyes from the ground, it was only to look back over her shoulder. 2. Hope was a smiling, dancing, rosy boy, with sparkling eyes, and it was impossible to look upon him without being inspired by his gay and sprightly buoyancy. Wherever he went, he diffused gladness and joy around him; the eyes of the young sparkled brighter than ever at his approach; old age, as it cast' its dim glances at the blue vault of heaven, seemed inspired with new vigor; the flowers looked more gay, the grass' more green, the birds sung more cheerily, and all nature seemed to sympathize in his gladness. Memory was of mortal birth, but Hope partook of immortality."

3. One day they chanced' to meet, and Memory reproached Hope with being a deceiver. She charged him with deluding mankind with visionary," impracticable schemes, and exciting expectations that led only to disappointment and regret; with being the ignis fatuus of youth, and the scourge of old age. But Hope cast back upon her the charge of deceit, and maintained that the pictures of the past' were as much exaggerated by Memory, as were the anticipations of Hope. He declared that she looked at objects at a great distance in the past, he in the future, and that this distance magnified every thing. "Let

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'Ståff.—2 Vå' ri ance, dispute; difference; quarrel. —-3 Dân' cing.— 'Buoyancy (bwal' an cy), lightness; flow of spirits.-- Cåst.— Vâult, e continued arch or circle.-' Gråss.- Sym' pa thize, join in the same feelings. Im mor tål' i ty, perpetual life.-" Chanced (chånst).—" Visionary (viz' un a ry), dreamy; impracticable.- Ig' nis fåt u us, a deceitful fire; any thing that deceives.—13 Påst.

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