Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 21 June to November 1860 . in WestchesterCounty in September last, and saw a board nailedup on a post in the yard of a farm-house, with thesign painted on it: This Far:^i for Sail. Alwaysready for a little pleasantry, and seeing a woman inchecked sun-bonnet picking up an apronful of chipsat the wood-pile in front of the house, he stopped, andasked her, very politely, w^hen the farm was to sail ?She went on with her work, but replied to his ques-tion instanter, Just as soon as the man comes alongwho can raise the wind. Jones hit Dobbin a suddencut with the w
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 21 June to November 1860 . in WestchesterCounty in September last, and saw a board nailedup on a post in the yard of a farm-house, with thesign painted on it: This Far:^i for Sail. Alwaysready for a little pleasantry, and seeing a woman inchecked sun-bonnet picking up an apronful of chipsat the wood-pile in front of the house, he stopped, andasked her, very politely, w^hen the farm was to sail ?She went on with her work, but replied to his ques-tion instanter, Just as soon as the man comes alongwho can raise the wind. Jones hit Dobbin a suddencut with the whip, and dashed on, calling out, Galong there! what ye doing here ? A ROvn^G correspondent writes from Kentucky tothe Drawer, and makes the signs following: As the Signs of the Times have lately metwith some attention at your hands, I send you thepicture of one which is yet, I think, visible in thesweet town of Plainville, New York, although twoor three years have passed since I gave it placeamong my Pencilings by the Way. Economy ofspace and paint, surely :. There is an excellent moral to this stoiy; it hitsNorth Carolina no more than other States : A few years since business of importance calledme to the northwestern part of North Carolina. Asmy business prevented me from traveling by rail-way, I procured a horse and set out alone. This Ifound was rather dull and tiresome work; but asnecessity compelled me to proceed I did so, and byway of amusing myself I would now and then stopto have a little gab, as they termed it, with thenatives—and a queer set most of them were. Oneday the following amusing conversation by a farm-house, I saw a white man andfour negroes very busily engaged in some kind ofwork. I rode up, and thus addressed the whiteman: Good-morning, Sir. Would you be kindenough to tf 11 me Avhat you are making ? Certainly, stranger—plow-lines, was the la-conic reply. Well, said I, how many can you make in aday? About four, responded the native. 8G
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