: Ca COUNTY OF PER ERALD. Select Poetry. DRL LPP LPP LLP PLL LLL LLL LLL Christ Stilling the Tempest. 'T was night upon the lonely deep, And storms were raging high, And wildly tossed the angry waves Up towards the inky sky ; While o'er the bosom of the flood Resistless winds prevailed, And with appalling energy A little bark assailed. In that frail bark were sturdy arms That with united might, Toiled 'midst the horrors of the storm, To guide their ship aright ; Yet vainly toiled, for winds and waves Resistlessly swept by, And man's strong arm was all too weak Their fierceness to defy. Then lo! upon the water's breast, With high majestic mien, A glance that o'er the troubled deep Beamed awfully serere. | The Master came, and, as his feet The lab'ring bark drew near, His trembling followers cried aloud In agony of fear. For yet they knew not that it was Their own loved Master's form, That thus, in majesty serene, Was mingling with the storm ; They knew not, till, above the din, The silvery accents " Peace!" Breathed by his well-known voice beloved Bade the storm's fury cease. Hushed was the roar of battling winds, The tempest's voice was stilled, And every tried disciple's heart With grateful homage thrilled ; O Saviour ! thus, when o'er our heads, Earth's heavy storms increase, Be near us mid the tempest's strife, And sweetly whisper "' Peace !" Agriculture, Xe. PAP EAPAP AO PLOLOLOPLIWPOFOWPIOLPOOO™ shall we cook Food for Animals ? Philosophically, the pro and con of his question seem about equally bal- anced ; but practically, when done upon a large scale with the best con- veniences, cooking food for fattening stock seems to have gained the ascen- dancy. The philosophical arguments a- gainst feeding cooked food to animals are, in effect, that their digestive func- tions are naturally adapted to un- cooked food, and that which is cook- ed anticipates some of the required processes of digestion (passing into the stomach without sufficient insali- vation and not inducing a sufficient influx of gastric juices, being among the evils) thus unbalancing the pow- ers and deranging the functions of di- gestion. On the other hand, itis con- tended that cooked food requires less saliva and gastric juice, and hence saves an important draft upon the sys- 'tem. The results of experiments thus far seem to sustain the latter proposi- tion. Of course it is not desirable to gain $20 worth of meat at the expense of $15 worth of labor and $5 worth of fuel, but if, in a larger field of opera- tions, the proportionate cost of labor and fuel required for cooking be de- creased, while the proportionate gain in value of meat remains the same, cooking will pay. A errespondent of the London Gar- -deners' Chronicle, gives his experi- ence and system as follows: *' Ihave for 15-years fatted 20 to 24 bullocks, and 24 pigs, in boxes. My plan of feeding has been to give a morning feed, comprising about 30 lbs. of tur- nips sliced as thinly as possible, until I got pulping introduced, and then pulped, and very thoroughly mixed with chaff* as much as the animals would eat upclean. At mid-day the allowance of cake, commencing with 2 lbs per head, and gradually in- creased up to 6 lbs. per head, has been made into a soup with water by steam, and poured, while boiling, over chaff in a slate cistern, layer by layer, until this was well mixed and filled ; when fuil it contains a feed for 24 bullocks. After this has been covered down an hour, the soup has been absorbed, and the chaff has become soft and mellow, and, asI believe, saves the animal the exertion of secreting an extra * "Chaff" in England means cut straw or hay. quantity of saliva to bring about the same result. The morning feed of pulped roots and chaff is repeated in the evening. I have adhered to this system because I have had every rea- son to be satisfied with the results.-- I have fattened upwards of 300 bul- locks, and never lost one from first to last ; they have enjoyed, I may almost say, invariable health, for veterinary attendance and medicine occasionally would not amount to 6d. per head during the period I have mentioned, As respects quality, I perhaps need only say that the same butchers, from a distance, make their appearance at the farm buildings about the same time every Spring, from whom I have never heard any complaint of meat shrinking either in the pot or on the spit. fi The pigs have been fattened on car- rots, steamed, with an addition of meal after the first month, gradually increased from 3 Ibs. to 6 Ibs. per head. The apparatus we use is Ni- cholson's (now Amies & Barford), consisting of a boiler in the centre, a galvanized iron vessel on the left hand side in which the roots are steamed, and another on the right hand side in which the cake is converted into soup, and which is contiguous to the slate tank. Adverting to Mr, Frere's pro- position in reference to extra cost of attendance and fuel, the case practi- cally stands thus in our case; The at- tendance of one man and a boy would be necessary to prepare the roots, in- corporate them with the chaff, feed, litter, and clean the stock of pigs and bullocks, whether the food was cook- ed or not. They perform the entire work, the chaff only being prepared for them. The cooking amounts to little more than lighting the fire in the steaming apparatus. Then as to the cost of fuel, we find the expenditure to average 5 lbs. of coal per diem, or from $12 to $15 per annum for 46 ani- mals," This writer also says that damaged hay and straw are rendered sweet and as valuable as any, by the boiling process necessary to the soup, and furthermore that the mustard seed so invariably found in rape-cake, ren- dering it highly objectionable, is de- prived of injurious qualities by the same heating process. Hints about Cooking, &c. Dressing ror-Turxeys, &c.--Take stale white bread, crumble it fine, and moisten with boiling milk. Add 2 ounces of butter to a pound of bread, the yolks of two hard-boiled eggs, a little parsley, and half a lemon peel, all chopped fine ; season with pepper, salt, and sweet marjorum. Mix all together with two beaten eggs. A little flour and water mixed with the dripping, if not too fat, will make good gravy. The above stuffing will be found to answer admirably for roast chicken, veal and lamb. Purr Puppine.--Take three eggs, nine tablespoonsful of flour, a pint of milk, and salt to taste. Pour the milk on the flour scalding hot, then add the eggs. Bake from twenty minutes to halfan hour. Serve with sauce to suit the taste. Green Tomato Pickie (Sweer).-- This pickle is particularly nice with mutton and beef, or any kind of fresh meat. Gather full-grown or green to- matoes, scald and peel them, Make a strong ginger tea, into which drop your fruit and scald well. For every two pounds of tomatoes take a pound of sugar and a pint of good vinegar, and make a syrup of this, and drop in the fruit. Let them cook until per- fectly clear. Add cinnamon, mace, and white ginger. Cover well with syrup, and tie up closely. Goop Appie Sauce.--Peel, quarter and core as many apples as you wish to cook ; put them in a tin or brass vessel, with just water enough to cook them tender. While they are cooking have atin cup or some other smail vessel on the fire, with about half a pint of water, one tablespoonful of butter, one of sugar, about half a nut- meg grated ; when this boils, stir in enough paste (thickening) to make it of the consistency of cream ; put your apples in a dish and pour this over them, and if you are fond of apple sauce you can't help liking this. Mear Picxe or Brivs.--To each gallon of water add 13 lbs. coarse salt, 1 pint of molasses, or 1 lb of brown sugar, 1 ounce saltpetre, and 1 teaspoonful of saleratus. Bring it toa boil, skimming thoroughly just before it begins to boil. Let _ it cool, and then pour it over the meat until entirely covered. Preservixe Hams.--A subscriber objects to smoking hams to preserve them, and recommends in its stead, a coating of pepper and flour--] pound of the pepper and 3 lbs of flour, well mixed together dry, to 500 lbs of meat. Rub thoroughly on the flesh side, and also where the leg is sever- ed fromthe ham. He affirms that this will keep insects from the meat, and obviates the strong taste resulting from smoking, besides being more easily and cheaply done. [The pep- per may keep off insects, but most persons like the smoky flavor, and the smoke acts as a preservative. Salt toughens meat ; and when hams are smoked, less salt will be required.-- Ed. Agriculturist. | To Preserve Lamp CHIMNEYS.-- One who claims to have thoroughly tested it, recommends to toughen glass lamp chimneys, by putting them in lukewarm water, heating the water to boiling, and then cooling slowly. All glass-ware is, or should be, baked in an oven and slowly cooled when first made (called "annealing.") If this were neglected, the above operation may be beneficial. We suggest, how- ever, that the annealirg will be best done, and be more lasting, and con- tinuous, if always before putting out the lamp, the wick be turned down gradually, so that the chimney will cool off somewhat slowly. Brown Breap.--Mrs 4H. Green, Saratoga Co N. Y., sends the follow- ing which she thinks will be found superior to anything yet published.-- (We know that a very similar prepa- ration is good): Mix 3 pints of sour milk or buttermilk, } cup molasses, 1 tablespoonful salt, 1 tablespoonful so- da or saleratus, 5 cups of wheat or rye flour, and 5 cups of Indian meal. Put it in a pan about 3 inches deep, and bake three hours in an oven heat- ed as for wheat bread. Seven-up. In a pleasant farm-house, one win- ter's eve, after supper, and a hard day's work at threshing, Samuel Grey rose from his chair with a sad, weary look, and stood before the drawer of an old bureau. 'Samuel, what is thee doing ?" ask- ed his mother, following him. 'Thee is not going out to-night, when so tired ? " 'Yes, mother,' he replied, taking up with a sigh a small calico bag, which seemed well filled. ' Why, this is the mortgage money, Samuel; what does thee want with that? It is not due till next spring.' '| know it, mother, but I must have this money to-night,' he answered in a determined tone. ' For what, my son? 'Thee has al- ways told me everything. We earn- ed the money together. '1 know it, mother. All these years we have toiled to pay off the mort- gage left on the farm at my father's death, and now it has all come to no- thing. Sit down in yourchair, moth- er, and I will tell you the truth, as I trust I have ever done. I do not fear your blame, as] have always loved your praise. This one egregious er- ror has taught me great lessons alrea- dy. They say women can bear trou- ble better than men.' Samuel's mother trembled very much, but she sat quietly down. Her face was pleasant to look at--healthy and fresh, with a clean Quaker cap crimped about it. She could not be- lieve her son had done any thing so very wrong; but all was a mystery. 'Last evening you know how late I stayed away, and I presume you thought I was with Ellen on the farm; but I was not; more is the pity. I went on an errand tothe tavern, to get some oil for our lame horse's leg.-- The bar-room was a blaze of light, and all the boys there, and I stepped in to warm. There were two finely- dressed gentlemen from Boston sitting at a table, calling for the best of port wine, and treating the company.-- They called me to join so cordially that I consented, and felt rested with the good fire and exhilarating glass. Soon one of the strangers brought out a pack of cards, and played with Joe Lampson and Jim White. I sat and smoked in the comer, and did not take much notice of the game. They play- ed for cigars and wine, and then for money, and the game was ' seven-up.' Now, when I wasa boy I used to have an excellent run of luck at cards, and beat everybody ; and I suppose I was elated with my reputation ; for when Joe Lampson said, 'I have won two hundred dollars,' I was astonished, es- pecially when the strangers paid it over as quick and as easy as they would brush off a fly. I thought, if dull Joe has won so quickly sucha sum, why may not I who am so lucky at cards? They urged me to take a hand, and the sight of the new bills on the ' Merchant's Exchange Bank' so won upon my better understanding, that I drew right up to the table. I thought only of winning, I never thought of losing. We played and won, and played and lost, and lost, and lost. O mother, I lost all this money quick as a flash; and they taunted me that I could not pay ; but I must pay it, or have my honor lost before the whole village. I know how wrong it was, but if hard work will make it up to you, you shall nev- er want.? Here Sam broke down and cried like a child. 'Thee is welcome to take the mo- ney, Sam,' said his mother quietly.-- 'I wish thee would promise never to touch a card again.' ' Dear mother, I solemly 'No, Sam! no oaths. Remember thee will be tempted this very night to try and win back this very money.' ' No, I have seen too many winks pass between those two men. They are gamblers, who have come down to impose on us 'greenhorns' in the coun- try. When I think how many hard days' work I have done, and how many chickens and eggs you have raised to sell, and for one good object, and that my cursed folly has ruined all, I am ready to despair.' ' 'T shall not live long to want mo- ney, Sam; I only thought of thee and Ellen, who is so soon to become thy wife.' Samuel groaned, and left the house with a heavy heart. He knew by the twinkling light across the field that Ellen sat watehing for his visit, but he sped on toward the village, till, stamping the snow from his shoes, he entered once more the tavern. Again, in a private parlor, he found the com- panions ofa previous night. He went firmly up to the table and deposited the mouey. 'I have come,' he said, in a bold voice, 'to pay you what you won from me last night.' The man merely waved his hand on which shone a jewel, towards him, in a negligent manner, and went on with the game. 'QO, a mere trifle,' he said ; ' time enough by and by.' Sam turned toward the fire with a groan, Evil thoughts took possession of his mind. 'Can some men make money thus easily by the toss of a card or the turn of the die? and yet, after all my honest labor, must I be turned from my humble home, and my happy prospects broken up for life by two desperate gamblers?' _ Fierce passions seemed at war with him, as the sweet visions of former hopes pass- ed away. He did not notice that there were mutterings of wrath at the table, as one after another was fleeced in his turn. Cries of ' unfair, unfair play,' were met by contemptuous sneers from the successful men who pocketed the gains. Samuel's little roll of bills still lay upon the table, and he could not bear to leave it there. It seemed sacred money. How little my father thought when he left me the farm, with this only mortgage as an incumberance, that I should prove so recreant to my solemn engagement to take care of my dear mother. O, God forgive, and spare me, that I may do better in the future.' And at that moment a softer emotion sprung up in his heart. He felt a loathing for sin of all kinds that he had never felt before, and a deter- mination to shun even the smallest deviation from duty, if its retribution was so dreadful. This was a more desirable «state of mind; a humble spirit breathed its blessing over him, as he rose up and buttoned his thin overcoat over his breast, again to face the cutting of the wintery night. About this time a handsome sleigh had driven up to the door of the tav- ern. 'The horses were covered with foam, and _ the frost hung about their trappings, showing how swiftly they had travelled. 'Two strong men leap-- ed from it and hastily entered the house. The host came obsequiously tothe door. They drew him aside. 'We have tracked two notorious blacklegs from Boston here, and think- they might be making a little mis- chief, have come down. Indicate, I say, the room where they now are, or we shall arrest you as an accomplice ! quickly ! as the gleam of the revol- ver shone in the cold moonlight. 'In there, in there,' stammered the land- lord, trembling with alarm. 'The de- tectives came very softly, but not so gently that the gamblers did not listen intently. One said 'Throw the cards in the fire! raise the window! hark ! Just then the door was thrown vio- lently open. 'Ah, my hearties, well met! we have had quite a drive for you;' adjusting handcuffs all the time as if they were used to the business, in spite of the desperate struggles of the two men. ' Now, my birds, we will see what you have caged!' said these minions of the law, and forthwith began to pick their pockets, having laid them at length on the floor. ' Counterfeit bills in plenty, some golden eagles, silver! Get pen and paper, landlord, and state the amount. ' Now, young men,' the sheriff said, addressing Samuel Grey and_ his friends, who stood in silent amaze- ment beholding the scene, ' we might consider you under arrest for gam- bling, but presume you are just green enough to be entrapped by these Bos- ton youths. Did'nt understand the ways of our wicked city. However, we will just advise you to beware of bad company for the future ; it does not lead to pleasant results.' 'How much have you been robbed of this night !' pi j ' There is my money,' said Samuel, as each one stated the amount, and pointed to the roll upon the table. ' Well take it, and go instantly,' said the men. Samuel obeyed, and when once more in the silent fields, and within sight of his mother's cottage, he fell on his knees and wept aloud, giving thanks to God as he had never done before. He was not yet twenty-one ; life was before him; hope again dawned ; let us trust that the sad les- -- son was notin vain. The old mother could not knit the long, blue woollen sock that evening. She paced the low room with prayers and tears.-- Never, in her lonely widowhood, had sorrow come so heavily upon her heart; and when the door opened, and Ellen stole gently in to enquire what was the matter, missing her loy- er, Aunt Rachael threw her arms around her neck, and gave way to gtief So Samuel Shia them when he returned, most unexpectedly, to change their tears to joy. Mais. wes