Some years ago I bad the pleasure of visiling with the late Hon. George Sutton, whom I admired as a true type of American character of the good old school, and a first-class farmer. He had a very fine lot of winter apples with hardly auy insect marks. Upon inquiring in regard to this pomological s.uccess, he replied that he occasionally sowed peas in the orchard. When the pods were filled, he turned his hogs in, which harvested the erop of peas and wiud-fall apples, and were sold at once in the autumn. Friend John Nanry, of Superior, a superior farmer indeed, thinks that seed peas, which he sows annually, come very high. He intends giving the Jerusalem Artichoke a trial, needng no seed af ter started, for 40 years üowever, he is somewhat afraid thai ie will never be able to extermínate ;hem. His hogs, if turned into the field, will make tabula rasa with the tubers. When once established he wil never grow weary of this fat and rnilk producing plant, Whieh is a tuber il the grouud. and a sunflower above the ground. When dry in fall, these sim flower stalks will delight his sheep and cows, wliile the tubers will be enjoyec by man and beast. The tubers left ii the ground during winter, will come out of ttie ground as sweet aud fresh a Venus carne out of the sea foam. The Aprill brothers, of Scio. who ar wide awake farmers, not only in April but all the year round, have startec this Ileliauthus Tuberosus, I am sure they will make it a success. Had the Eussian autocratraised artichokes instead of Cossacks, his subjects would not be cursed with a famine, which is iiow as bad as last yeár. Does this fellow expect of Uncle Sam to be his beadle, to deliver to his clutches those tliat have fled from tyranny and starvation, to his big farm under the stars and stripes ? Never.