The tough malmy clay at the bottom of the hill comes very nearly down to the right side of the road here; […]

I planted last spring 100 acres of ground in corn, it was in fine order and the season was good, but the chince bug (an enemy I never saw before) attacked it and instead of 1200 barrils I gathered but 600.

Fat coleworts, and comforting perseline, / Cold lettuce, and refreshing rosmarine

OK then, let's say, Sambari Let's see if the fruit juicens instantly, or not greenlings ripen in the sunlight right up to the point of deception, or not.