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on rich bottom lands, wheat cannot be raised at all, the stalks grow so rank and mat, together, there successive crops of corn are raised for twenty years, the ears three times as large as Yankee corn grows on New Eng. rocks, and so high that a man cannot hang his hat on the ears: - one man can cultivate 40 acres, yields 75 bushels to the acre: it is quite common to see log houses with corn growing around them, higher then the house & almost hiding it. Mr. H. told me that when he lived in Ohio, and the severe laws of that State against runaway slaves were in force, a number escaped to Ohio, and took refuge in a fifty acre field of corn then nearly ripe, which concealed and sheltered them like a thick grove of trees, affording them sustenance till they could make good their escape. Mr. H. is quite a story teller a very pleasant man, a vermonter, but lived several years on the shores of Lake Champlain in New York, in rather humble circumstances I judge, from his remarks, not from his present appearance -

 He was speaking of fishing one day and described to me his home: on the outlet of Lake George separated from Lake Champlain by a low range of hills: - at the foot of the range is a small plateau on the shore and near the old fort of Ticonderoga where he said he had many a time played dug up lead &e. His mother was famous for fishing, would often come to the door when he was ready to melt with heat and fatigue on a warm summer afternoon, and he would hear the welcome sound 'Hopkins' - so she called her husband: - will you let 'Tim' go fishing? when they would go out on the lake together in a small boat take the fine large fish, frequently staying till the moon silvered the placid lake: no doubt he tasted some of the purest and sweetest of life: pleasures in that mountain home, - the vivid remembrance of which, no after scenes will have power to dim -- Perhaps my brother in their boyish exploits and excursions on the quiet and solitary river and around the retired home of their childhood, had pleasures more free, fresh and joyous that will ever again be