A Woodbury, New Jersey, farmer writes to the Liberal Press of that place about the short coinings of Horticultural Book writers. Our friend believed implicitly in books, and when one good man thought that potatoes should be in three feet apart rows, he steadfastly believed, though more common sense hands demurred. They told him that a cart with manure could not be got through a field of three feet rows, without running in the row; - but he knew it would because the book said so. As he was " boss " he had his way, but the thing wouldn't work, and in spite of the good books his workmen now plant in two feet nine inch rows. The cart goes along smoothly. The workmen grin because they have beaten the "boss," and the latter grins because the book maker "sold" him.