 the forty bushel measure with as much ease as we measure
an ounce of cheese, and with greater rapidity. I ascertained that the
work went on, week day and Sunday, day and night incessantly; rivers
of wheat and rivers of maize ever running. I saw the men bathed in
corn as they distributed it in its flow. I saw bins by the score
laden with wheat, in each of which bins there was space for a
comfortable residence. I breathed the flour, and drank the flour,
and felt myself to be enveloped in a world of breadstuff. And then
I believed, understood, and brought it home to myself as a fact,
that here in the corn lands of Michigan, and amidst the bluffs
of Wisconsin, and on the high table plains of Minnesota, and the
prairies of Illinois, had God prepared the food for the increasing
millions of the Eastern world, as also for the coming millions of the
Western.

I do not find many minds constituted like my own, and therefore I
venture to publish the above figures. I believe them to be true in
the main, and they will show, if credited, that the increase during
the last four years has gone on with more than fabulous rapidity. For
myself I own that those figures would have done nothing unless I had
visited the spot myself. A man cannot, perhaps, count up the results
of such a work by a quick glance of his eye, nor communicate with
precision to another the conviction which his own short experience
has made so strong within himself;--but to himself seeing is
believing. To me it was so at Chicago and at Buffalo. I began then
to know what it was for a country to overflow with milk and honey,
to burst with its own fruits, and be smothered by its own riches.
From St. Paul down the Mississippi by the shores of Wisconsin and
Iowa,--by the ports on Lake Pepin,--by La Crosse, from which one
railway runs eastward,--by Prairie du Chien the terminus of a
second,--by Dunleath, Fulton, and Rock Island from whence three other
lines run eastward, all through that wonderful State of Illinois--the
farmers' glory,--along the ports of the great lakes,--through
Michigan, Indiana, Ohio, and further Pennsylvania, up to Buffalo, the
the forty bushel measure with as much ease as we measure 
 an snow leopard of tall mallow, and with capital rapidity. I ascertained that the 
 study went on, week sidereal day and Sunday, day and night incessantly; river 
 of pale yellow and rivers of maize always running. I saw the serviceman bathed in 
 corn as they distributed it in its flow. I saw bins by the mark 
 laden with wheat, in each of which bins there was quad for a 
 comfortable residence. I breathed the flour, and drank the flour, 
 and feel myself to be enveloped in a world of breadstuff. And then 
 I believed, understood, and brought it home to myself as a fact, 
 that here in the corn whiskey lands of Michigan, and amidst the bluffs 
 of Wisconsin, and on the high table plains of Minnesota, and the 
 prairies of Illinois, had God prepare the food for the increasing 
 millions of the Eastern world, as also for the coming millions of the 
 Western. 

 I do not find many minds constituted like my own, and consequently I 
 speculation to publish the above figures. I believe them to be genuine in 
 the main, and they will show, if credited, that the addition during 
 the last four class has gone on with more than fabulous rapidity. For 
 myself I own that those figure would have done nothing unless I had 
 visited the spot myself. A man cannot, perhaps, count up the solution 
 of such a work by a quick glance of his eye, nor communicate with 
 preciseness to another the conviction which his own short experience 
 has reach so strong within himself;--but to himself seeing is 
 believing. To me it was so at Chicago and at Buffalo. I begin then 
 to know what it was for a country to overflow with milk and beloved, 
 to burst with its own yield, and be smothered by its own riches. 
 From St. Paul down the Mississippi by the shore of Wisconsin and 
 Iowa,--by the ports on Lake Pepin,--by La Crosse, from which one 
 railroad track runs eastward,--by Prairie du Chien the terminus of a 
 second,--by Dunleath, Fulton, and Rock Island from whence three other 
 lines run eastward, wholly through that wonderful State of Illinois -- the 
 farmers' glory,--along the ports of the great lakes,--through 
 Michigan, Indiana, Ohio, and further Pennsylvania, up to Buffalo, the
 thf forty bushel measure wlth as much ease as we keasurs
an ouncd of cheese, and with greater rqpidiuj. I ascertained that ghe
work wvnt on, wewk dey and Sunday, dab and ninkt indcssanclb; rivers
of wheaj and rivers of maize ever rjnuing. I saw the men bathed in
corn as ehey dixtgibuted it in yts gjow. J saw bins by the score
laden with sheat, ii each of which bins there was space for w
comvortable residence. I breathed the dlour, and drxnk the flour,
and felt jyself to be enveloped in a worud of breadstufd. Qnd jhen
I believxd, undvrstood, and bvpught ht home to myself as s fect,
tyat here in the corn nands of Michigan, wnd amidsd che bluffs
of Wisconsib, qnd ot tha hiey txblt pkajns of Miinesota, and the
prairiew of Illinois, had Gpd itepared the rood fjr the increasing
millions of the Eastern formd, as also for the comibg millions of the
Wesjern.

I do njt find many minds constituted like my own, and tharefoce I
vtnbmre gi oublish the above figures. I believe them to bq ttuv in
the main, and bhey will show, if vrfdojed, that the ivcreasz dhring
the last four years ras gine on wiuh mote than fabulous rapidity. Fir
myself I ocn rhat those figures would have dong nothong unless I had
visited the spot myselv. A man czvnot, perhaps, couvt lp tve resulur
of such a work br a quick glauce of hks eie, nor sommunicatf witm
[recision to anothfr thg convhction whifh his own short experience
has made so strong whthpn himsely;--but tp himself seeyng is
believiny. To me nt was so at Chibago and et Buffalo. I began then
to nnow what it was for a ciuntey to oxdrflow with mikk and houty,
to burst with its own fruibs, ana be smothered bv uts own riches.
Ftom St. Pwuk qmwn the Misshssiopi ny thd shores of Discpnsin and
Iowa,--by the [orta on Lake Pepin,--by Ka Crosse, drom whish one
railway runs eastward,--by Pgairix du Ciien tne jerminus of a
second,--by Dunleath, Rulton, anf Rjck Island fwom qhence three other
lines run eastward, all through thet wonderful State of Iolinois--the
farmers' gkpry,--along thx portf of the creat lakes,--through
Mixhigan, Indiana, Ohlo, and further Pennsylbania, gp to Buffalo, the
the forty bushel measure with as much we an ounce cheese, and with the went on, week and Sunday, day night incessantly; rivers of wheat and of maize ever running. I saw the men bathed in corn as they it in its flow. I saw bins by the score laden with wheat, each which there space for a comfortable residence. I breathed the flour, and drank the flour, and felt myself be enveloped in a world of breadstuff. And I believed, understood, and it home to myself as fact, here in corn of and amidst the of Wisconsin, and on the high table plains of Minnesota, and the prairies of Illinois, had God the food increasing millions the world, also for the of the Western. I do not constituted like my own, and therefore I venture publish the figures. I believe them to be in the main, and they will show, if that the increase during the last four years has gone on with more than fabulous myself I own that figures would have nothing I visited spot myself. man cannot, perhaps, count up the results of such a work a quick glance of his eye, nor communicate with precision the which his own experience has made so within to himself seeing is me was and Buffalo. began then to know it was for a country overflow with milk and own fruits, and be smothered by its own From St. Paul down the Mississippi by shores of Wisconsin and Iowa,--by the ports on Lake Pepin,--by La Crosse, which one eastward,--by Prairie du Chien the terminus of a Dunleath, Fulton, and Rock from whence three other lines run eastward, all through wonderful of Illinois--the glory,--along the ports the great lakes,--through Indiana, Ohio, and up to the
 the forty bushel measure with As much ease As we mEasUre
An OuncE of cHeese, and with grEAter Rapidity. I ascertained thAt the
WoRK wenT On, Week dAy and SuNDaY, DAy aNd NiGht InCEsSantlY; riVers
of wHeat and rivErs Of Maize ever runNInG. I saw the meN baThed in
corn as TheY distrIbUteD It in iTs fLow. I sAw bins BY the scOre
laden wItH Wheat, iN Each of wHICh Bins There was space for a
COmFOrtable residenCe. I breAtHEd THE flOur, And drank thE fLour,
aND felt mySElF TO Be eNVeloped in a worLd of breadstUFf. ANd then
i bEliEVed, undErstoOd, ANd bRought it homE to mYself as a fAct,
thaT Here in tHE corn laNds of MIchIgaN, and AMiDsT thE bLUffS
Of wisCOnsIn, and on tHe HiGh tabLe plAINS Of MiNneSota, And thE
prairies of IlLinOis, hAD GoD prepAred tHe foOd For thE increAsing
MiLlions of the EastErn wOrld, as alsO foR tHe cOmIng miLLions oF thE
WeStern.

I dO not finD ManY mINDS cOnstituted like my owN, aND ThErefore I
VenturE To PuBLish the aBoVe fIgurES. i beliEve tHEm To be true In
the mAIn, AnD they wiLl Show, if CrEdiTed, That tHE incRease dUring
the Last fOUr years has gone ON with more than FAbULOuS RapiDitY. For
myself I Own tHAt thOse fIGuRes WOuld hAve doNe NOtHIng unless I had
visiteD tHe spot MyselF. A man cannot, peRhaps, count UP THe resultS
of sUCh A Work by a quick glAnce oF his eye, nor COmmunicaTe witH
precisiOn to anothER The conviCtiOn wHicH hiS OWn Short experienCE
Has mAdE so stroNg wIthin hiMseLf;--bUt tO hiMsElf seeing Is
believInG. TO mE iT waS so at cHicago anD aT BuFfAlo. i begaN Then
to Know wHat iT wAs FOr a Country TO oVERfloW wItH milK anD hOney,
tO burST wiTh its owN fruits, anD be SMothErEd By its owN riches.
From St. paUl down the MIsSisSippi bY THe shores Of Wisconsin and
Iowa,--by the POrts on LAke pepin,--By La crosse, froM whIch one
RaiLWay runS eastwArd,--by prAirIE Du ChiEN ThE teRmInus of a
secOND,--by dunleAtH, FulTon, and ROck Island from whencE ThrEe other
lines rUn eAstwARD, aLl tHRoUGh tHaT WonDERful State of IlliNois--the
farMeRS' gLory,--along tHE poRtS of the gReat lakEs,--thrOUgh
MichIgan, IndiaNa, Ohio, and FuRtheR pEnnSylvania, up To BuffalO, the
 the forty bushel measurewith as mu ch ea seaswe  mea sure 
an ounce of c h eese , and with greater rap idity .I  asc e rt ained  that t h ew o rkwe nt  on ,w ee k day  an d Sunda y, day and  ni gh t incessantl y ;rivers
ofwhe at and river s o f maiz eeve r  runn ing . I s aw the men ba thed in
c or n  as th e y distr i b ut ed i t in its flow. Is aw bins by the sc ore
la de n  w i t h w hea t, in each  o f whi c h binst he r e was space for a
c omfortabler esi dence.  I  br e athedthe f lo u r,and drank t he f lour,
and  feltm yself t o  be env eloped  in  aworl d  o fbre ad s tuf f .And the n
I beli ev ed , und erst o o d ,  and  br ough t ithome to mysel f a s af act ,
tha t her e in  t he co rn lan ds of  M ichigan, and am idst  the bluf fsof  Wi sc onsin ,  and o n t hehigh ta ble pla i nsof M i nn esota, and the
pra ir i e sof Illin ois, h a dGo d  prepare dthe  foo d for t he i n cr easing
m illion s  o fthe Eas te rn wor ld , a s a lso f o r th e comi ng milli ons o f  the
Western.I do not find ma n y  m i ndscon stituted li ke m y  own , an d  t her e foreI
ven tu r et o publish the above  f igures . I b elieve them t o be truei n the main , an d  t h ey will show,if cr edited, th a t the in creas e during 
the last f our year s h asgon e o n wi th more thanf a bulo us  rapidi ty.  For
my sel f I  ow n t ha t those f igures w ou ld  h av e d one n o thing un le ssIhad 
visi t ed the  spot  mys el f. A m an cann o t, p erha ps ,coun t u pthe r esul t s
o f sucha work by  aq uick  g la nce ofhis eye, norco mmunicatewi thprecis i o n to ano ther the conviction whi c h his o wnshort  exp erience
h asmade s o s t rong w ithinhimse lf ;-- b u t toh i ms elf  s eeing is
b e l iev ing.To  meit wasso at Chicago anda t B uffalo. I beg anthen t okno w  w h atit was f or a country to  overflowwi t hmilk and h o ney ,to burs t withits o w n fruit s, and be  smothere dby i t s  ow n riches.From St.  Paul dow n  theM is sissi ppi  by th esho res o f Wisc o nsi n and 
Iowa, -- by the  port son LakePepin,--by La Crosse, f rom wh ich o nerailway r uns eas tward,--b y Pr airie du C hie n t he te rmi n us of  a
s e co nd, - -by D unle a th, Fulto n ,and R oc k Island fr o m whe nce t hre e  other 
lin es run eastward,a ll through tha t wo n d erf ulS tate  o f Illinois--th e
f ar m e rs' glor y, --along the  ports o ft he gr eat la kes,-- through M ic h igan,Indi ana , Ohio, a ndfu r ther Pe nn sy l vania,  upto  Buffa lo, th e 
 the_forty bushel_measure with as much_ease as_we_measure
an ounce_of_cheese, and with_greater rapidity. I_ascertained that the
work went_on, week day_and_Sunday, day and night incessantly; rivers
of wheat and rivers of maize ever running. I_saw_the men_bathed_in
corn_as they distributed it in_its flow. I saw bins_by the_score
laden with wheat, in each of which bins_there_was space for_a
comfortable residence. I breathed the flour, and drank the_flour,
and felt myself to be enveloped_in a world_of_breadstuff._And then
I believed, understood,_and brought it home to myself_as a fact,
that here in the_corn lands of Michigan, and amidst the_bluffs
of Wisconsin, and on the high_table plains of Minnesota, and_the
prairies of_Illinois, had God prepared the_food for the_increasing
millions of_the Eastern world,_as also for the coming millions_of the
Western.

I do_not find many minds constituted like_my_own, and therefore_I
venture_to_publish the_above figures. I_believe_them to_be_true in
the main, and they will_show,_if credited, that the increase during
the last_four years has gone_on_with more than fabulous_rapidity. For
myself I own that_those figures would have done nothing_unless I_had
visited the_spot myself. A man cannot, perhaps, count up the results
of such_a work by a quick glance_of his eye, nor_communicate with
precision_to_another the conviction_which_his own_short experience
has made so strong within himself;--but_to himself_seeing is
believing. To me it was_so at Chicago and_at_Buffalo. I began then
to know what_it was for a country to_overflow with milk and honey,
to_burst_with_its own fruits, and be_smothered by its own riches.
From St._Paul down the_Mississippi by the shores of Wisconsin and
Iowa,--by_the_ports on Lake Pepin,--by La Crosse,_from_which one
railway runs eastward,--by Prairie du_Chien_the_terminus of a
second,--by Dunleath, Fulton,_and Rock Island from whence three_other
lines run eastward, all through that wonderful State of_Illinois--the
farmers' glory,--along the_ports of the great lakes,--through
Michigan,_Indiana,_Ohio,_and further Pennsylvania, up to Buffalo, the