An Ohio correspondent writes: "It is surprising to see how little the isolated farmer cares about the beautiful in nature or art. There seems to be a sad lack of intellectual attainments, home comforts, and refinement. With all the means within reach, to make home pleasant within, and the surroundings attractive outside, they absolutely ignore them, and appear to neither know of nor care about them, and are content to exist without sharing the truly good and useful things which God so abundantly gives. So different are the conditions in and about old settled towns and cities, that a dweller therein can scarcely understand how much the people vary in habits and views of life, in comparison with the denizens of the secluded plantation or farm, when almost the only literature, besides the quacks' nostrum almanac which enters the house, is confined to the false teachings or miserable drivel derived from some wretched political newspaper.

"Happily is it that the picture does not portray all the features of farm life everywhere. There is both an obverse and reverse side, on which may be seen the enterprising and intelligent, and often scientific husbandman. And such are what you or I would consider the true beau ideal of what a farmer should be. And such are they who can see and understand there is something in this world besides a place to grovel in, and can find time to read and profit by the Monthly and such like magazines".