The needle of the tailor has many a new stuff to pierce, the small shopkeeper sets up his store between the cottages, the village schoolmaster complains of the multitude of his scholars; a second school is built, an adult class established; the teacher keeps the first germ of the lending library in a cupboard in his own room, and the bookseller in the next town sends him books for sale; and thus the life of the prosperous agriculturist is a blessing to the district, nay, to the whole country.
But woe to the landed proprietor when the ground he treads has fallen into the power of strangers.

He is lost if his crops fail to satisfy their claims, and the genii of nature give their smiles to him only who confronts them freely and securely--they revolt when they discern weakness, precipitation, and half measures.

No undertaking any longer prospers.

The yellow blossoms of the turnip and the blue flowers of the flax wither without fruit.

Rust and gangrene appear among the cattle, the shriveled potato sickens and dies; all these, long accustomed to obey skill, now cruelly avenge neglect.