A man may have one thousand acres for his plantation at the south, and with a good overseer and good hands, it will all go on very well, so far as his profit is concerned.

They will produce a great amount of cotton, which may be sent to market and sold, and the planter realize the money, so as to make a large profit after paying all his expenses.

But if a man were to buy a thousand acres of grass land, and employ an overseer and slaves to cultivate it, every thing would go to ruin.

The hay would get wet and spoiled,--the carts, wagons, and complicated tools necessary, would get broken to pieces,--the lambs would be neglected and die, and the property would soon go to destruction.
Even when a rich man attempts to carry on a moderate farm by hired laborers, taking the best that he can find, he seldom succeeds." "Does he _ever_ succeed ?" said Marco.
"Yes," replied Forester, "sometimes.

There is Mr.Warner, who lives near my father's; he was brought up on a farm, and is practically acquainted with all the work.