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The Bean-Field n
Note: The title “Beans" appears in pencil at the top of the leaf containing Bean-Field 1.
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Bean-Field 1 written: A rewritten: F

(Ronald Clapper)
MEANWHILE my beans, whose continuous length of rows whose continuous length of rows whose continuous length of rows whose continuous length of rows whose continuous length of rows whose continuous length of rows the length of whose rows added together the length of whose rows, added together, the length of whose rows, added together, was seven miles already planted, were impatient to be hoed, indeed not easy to be put off indeed not easy to be put off indeed not easy to be put off indeed not easy to be put off indeed not easy to be put off for the earliest had grown considerably before the latest were in the ground; indeed they were not easy to be put off for the earliest had grown considerably before the latest were in the ground; indeed they were not easily to be put off. for the earliest had grown considerably before the latest were in the ground; indeed they were not easily to be put off. What was the meaning of this so steady and self-respecting, this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean labor, I knew not. I came to love my rows, my beans, though though though so many more than I want wanted wanted. wanted. wanted. wanted. wanted. wanted. wanted. They attached me to the earth & so I got health & strength like Antaeus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But why should I raise them? This had been my curious labor all summer—why—only heaven knows This had been my curious labor all summer—why—only heaven knows This had been my curious labor all summer—why—only heaven knows This had been my curious labor all summer—why—only heaven knows This had been my curious labor all summer—why—only heaven knows Only Heaven knows This was my curious labor all summer, why, only Heaven knows Only Heaven knows. This was my curious labor all summer, Only Heaven knows. This was my curious labor all summer, —to make this portion of the earth’s surface, which had yielded only blackberries and johnswort and cinqfoil cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, before, before, before, sweet wild fruits and pleasant flowers, produce instead this pulse. What shall I learn of beans or beans of me? I cherish them, I hoe them, early and late I have an eye to them; and this is my day’s work. It is a fine broad leaf to look upon on on on on on on on . My auxiliaries are the dews and rains to which which which which which which which water this dry soil, and what fertility is in the soil itself, which for the most part is lean and effete. My enemies are worms, cool days, and most of all woodchucks. They The last The last The last The last The last The last The last have nibbled for me a quarter of an acre clean. But what right had I to oust johnswort and the rest, and break up their ancient herb garden? But soon Soon, however Soon, however Soon, however Soon, however Soon, however Soon, however Soon, however , the remaining beans will be too tough for them, and go on forward forward forward forward forward forward forward forward to meet new foes.
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Bean-Field 2 written: A rewritten: B, F
B: A fair copy was made of only “And now to-night my flute … corn blades, and potato vines”.
F: A fair copy was made of only “When I was four years old … oldest scenes stamped on my memory”.

(Ronald Clapper)
24 years ago When I was 4 years old I was brought from the city Boston to this very pond—away in that country which was then but another name for the extended universe to me through this very field—so much further into the world I had but recently entered When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. It is one of the most ancient oldest oldest oldest oldest oldest oldest oldest scenes stamped on my memory. That woodland vision for a long time occupied my dreams. The country then was the world—the city only a gate to it I gave the preference to this recess among the pines, where almost sunshine and shadow were the only inhabitants that varied the scene, over the tumultuous and varied city, as if here were my proper nursery. And to this recess among the pines, where sunshine and shadow were almost the only inhabitants that varied the scene, over the tumultuous and varied city, as if here were my proper nursery. And And And And And And And now to-night my flute has waked the echoes over the that that that that that that that that very water. Hardly One generation of pines has fallen and Hardly one generation of pines has fallen, and The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, I have cooked my supper with their stumps, and a new growth of oaks and pines is rising all around the brim of the pond to greet other infants’ eyes preparing a wilder aspect for new infant eyes of oaks and pines is rising all around the rim of the pond preparing a wilder another aspect for new infant eyes is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. Almost the same johnswort springs from the same perennial root in this pasture, and and and and and and and and even I have at length helped to clothe that fabulous landscape of my infant youthful infant infant infant infant infant infant infant dreams, and the one result one of the results one of the results one of the results one of the results one of the results one of the results one of the results of my presence and influence is seen in these bean leaves, corn blades, and potato vines.
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Bean-Field 3 written: A rewritten: B

(Ronald Clapper)
I planted about two acres and a half of upland; and as it was only about fifteen years since the land was cleared, and I myself had got out two or three cords of stumps, I did not give it any manure; but in the course of the summer it appeared by the arrowheads which I turned up in hoeing, that an extinct nation had anciently dwelt here and planted corn and beans ere white men came to cut and clear cut and clear clear clear clear clear clear clear the land, and so, to some extent, had exhausted the soil for this very crop. However, as it had lain fallow so long I got a good crop crop. However, as it had lain fallow so long I got a good crop crop. crop. crop. crop. crop. crop.
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Bean-Field 4 written: A rewritten: B
B: A fair copy was made of only “Before yet any woodchuck or squirrel … making the yellow soil”.

(Ronald Clapper)
Before yet any woodchuck or squirrel had run across the road, or the sun had got above the shrub-oaks, while all the dew was on, though the farmers said that would never do said that would never do warned me against it & by the way but I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, —I began to level the ranks of haughty weeds in my bean-field and throw dust upon their heads. Early in the morning I worked barefooted, dabbling like a plastic artist in the dewy and crumbling sand, but later in the day the sun blistered my feet. There the sun lighted me to hoe beans, pacing slowly backward and forward over that yellow gravelly upland, between the long green rows, fifteen rods, the one end terminating in a shrub oak copse where I could rest in the shade, the other in a blackberry field where the green berries deepened their tints by the time I had made another bout. Removing the weeds, putting fresh soil about the bean stems, and encouraging this weed which which which which which which which I had sown, making the yellow soil express its summer thought in bean leaves and blossoms rather than in wormwood and piper and millet grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, —this was my daily daily daily daily daily daily daily daily work. As I had little aid from horses or cattle, or hired men or boys, or improved implements in of of of of of of of of husbandry, I was much slower, and became much more intimate with my beans than is usual usual. usual. usual. usual. usual. usual. usual. But labor of the hands, even when pursued to the verge of drudgery, is perhaps perhaps perhaps perhaps perhaps perhaps perhaps perhaps never the worst form of idleness. It has a constant and imperishable moral—& moral, and moral, and moral, and moral, and moral, and moral, and moral, and to the scholar it yields a classic result to the literary it is literary & it is oftenest very often honest & honorable result. result. result. result. result. result. result. A very was I to travellers bound westward through Lincoln and Wayland to nobody knows where; they sitting at their ease in gigs, with elbows on knees, and reins loosely hanging in festoons; I the home-staying, laborious native of the soil. And But But But But But But But But soon my homestead was out of their sight and thought. It was the only open and cultivated field for some a great a great a great a great a great a great a great distance on either side of the road; of the road; of the road; of the road; of the road; of the road; of the road; of the road; so they made the most of it; and sometimes the man in the field heard more than was meant for his ear of travellers’ gossip and comment of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: “Beans so late! peas so late!"—for I continued to plant when others had begun to hoe,—the ministerial husbandman had not suspected it. “Corn, my boy, for fodder; corn for fodder."By the way, I have heard it said that the clergymen are as a class the best gardeners, in N. E., better gardeners than shepherds possibly fodder." fodder." fodder." fodder." fodder." fodder." fodder." “Does he there?" asks the black bonnet of the gray coat; and the hard-featured farmer reins up his grateful dobbin to know what he is inquire what you are inquire what you are inquire what you are inquire what you are inquire what you are inquire what you are inquire what you are doing where he sees no manure in the furrow, and recommends a little chip dirt, or any little waste stuff, or it may be or it may be or it may be or it may be or it may be or it may be or it may be or it may be ashes or plaster. But here were two acres and a half of furrows, and only a hoe for cart and two hands to draw it,— there being an antipathy to other carts and horses there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, —and chip dirt far away. Fellow-travellers as they rattled by compared it aloud with the fields which which which which which which which which they had passed, so that I came to know how I stood in the agricultural world. This was one field not in Mr. Colman’s report. And, by the way, who estimates the value of the crop which Nature yields in the still wilder still wilder still wilder still wilder still wilder still wilder still wilder still wilder fields unimproved by man? The crop of hay is carefully weighed, the moisture calculated, the silicates and the potash; but in all dells and pond holes in the woods and pastures and swamps grows a rich and various crop only ungathered and unimproved unreaped unreaped unreaped unreaped unreaped unreaped unreaped unreaped by man. Mine was, as it were, the connecting link between wild and cultivated fields; as some states are civilized, and others half-civilized, and others savage or barbarous, so mine my field my field my field my field my field my field my field my field was, though not in a bad sense, a half-cultivated field. They were beans cheerfully returning to their wild and primitive state that I cultivated, while and and and and and and and and my hoe played the for them.
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Bean-Field 5 written: A

(Ronald Clapper)
Near at hand, upon the topmost spray of a birch, sings the brown-thrasher—or red mavis, as some love to call it him him him him him him him him —all the morning, glad of your society, that would find out another farmer’s field if you were notthere. here yours were not here. yours were not here. yours were not here. yours were not here. yours were not here. yours were not here. yours were not here. While you are planting the seed, he cries,—“Drop it, drop it,—cover it up, cover it up,—pull it up, pull it up, pull it up." But this was not corn, and so it was safe from such enemies as he. You may wonder what his rigmarole, his amateur Paganini performances on one string or on twenty, have to do with your planting, and yet prefer it to leached ashes or plaster. It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith. It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith and I am not sure that the beans didn’t grow the better for it It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith
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Bean-Field 6a written: A rewritten: B
B: A fair copy was made of only “When my hoe tinkled against the stones … pinions of the sea”.

(Ronald Clapper)
As I drew a still fresher soil about my the the the the the the the the rows with my hoe, I disturbed as I have said the ashes of unrecorded unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled nations who in primeval years lived under these heavens, and their small implements of war and hunting were brought to the light of this modern day. They lay mingled with other natural stones, some of which bore the marks of having been burned by the Indian fires, and some had only been burned by the sun and also with in company with alone and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also bits of pottery and glass brought hither hither hither hither hither hither hither hither by the recent cultivators of the soil. When my hoe tinkled against the stones in my bean-field stones in my bean-field stones, stones, stones, stones, stones, stones, that music echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and was an accompaniment to my labor which yielded an instant and immeasurable crop. It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; and I remembered with pity pity, if I remembered at all as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, my acquaintances who had gone to the city to attend the oratorios. The night-hawk circled overhead in the sunny afternoons— for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it —like a mote in the eye, or in heaven’s eye, falling from time to time with a swoop and a sound as if the heavens were rent, torn at last to very rags and tatters, and yet a seamless cope remains remains remained; remained; remained; remained; remained; remained; small imps that fill the air and lay their eggs on the ground on bare sand or sand or sand or sand or sand or sand or sand or rocks on the tops of bare hills bare hills hills, hills, hills, hills, hills, hills, where few have found them; graceful and slender like ripples caught up from the pond, as leaves are raised by the wind to float in the heavens; such kindredship is in Nature. The hawk is aerial brother of the wave which he sails over and surveys, those his perfect air-inflated wings answering to the elemental unfledged pinions of the sea. 6b
Bean-Field 6b written: A rewritten: E
A & B: The material after Bean-Field 6a appears in the following order—Bean-Field 6d, 6c and 6b.

(Ronald Clapper)
Or when I rested in the shrub-oaks sometimes sometimes sometimes sometimes sometimes sometimes sometimes I watched a pair of hen-hawks circling high in the sky, alternately soaring and descending, approaching, and leaving one another, as if they were the imbodiment of my own thoughts which soar as high & circle as majestically there thoughts. thoughts. thoughts. thoughts. thoughts. thoughts. thoughts. 6c
Bean-Field 6c written: A rewritten: B

(Ronald Clapper)
Sometimes Sometimes Or Or Or Or Or Or Or I was attracted by the passage of wild pigeons from this wood to that, with their slight tantivy a slight quivering sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound and carrier haste; or from under a rotten stump my hoe turned up a sluggish portentous and outlandish spotted salamander, a trace of Egypt and the Nile, yet our contemporary. 6d
Bean-Field 6d written: A rewritten: B

(Ronald Clapper)
When I paused to lean on my hoe, these sights & sounds I saw and heard sounds & sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw any where in the row, a part of a part of a part of a part of a part of a part of a part of the inexhaustible entertainment which the country offers.
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Bean-Field 7 written: A
A: Bean-Field 7 follows Sounds 15a and precedes Sounds 21.

(Ronald Clapper)
On gala days the town fires its great guns, which echo like popguns to these woods, and the waifs and loose strains some waifs some waifs some waifs some waifs some waifs some waifs some waifs of martial music occasionally penetrate thus far. To me, away there in my bean-field at the other end of the town, the big guns sounded as if a puff ball had burst; and when there was a military turnout of which I was ignorant, I have sometimes had a vague sense all the day of some sort of itching and disease in the horizon, as if some eruption would break out there soon, either scarlatina or canker-rash, until at length some more favorable puff of wind, making haste over the fields and up the Wayland road, brought me information of the “trainers." It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared.
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Bean-Field 8 written:

(Ronald Clapper)
I felt proud to know that the liberties of Massachusetts and of our fatherland were in such safe keeping; and as I turned to my hoeing again I was filled with an inexpressible confidence, and pursued my labor cheerfully with a calm trust in the future.
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Bean-Field 9 written:

(Ronald Clapper)
When there were several bands of musicians, it sounded as if all the village was a vast bellows, and all the buildings expanded and collapsed alternately with a din. But sometimes it was a really noble and inspiring strain that reached these woods, and the trumpet that sings of fame, and I felt as if I could spit a Mexican with a good relish, —for why should we always stand for trifles?—and looked round for a woodchuck or a skunk to exercise my chivalry upon. These martial strains seemed as far away as Palestine, and reminded me of a march of crusaders in the horizon, with a slight tantivy and tremulous motion of the elm-tree tops which overhang the village. This was one of the days; though the sky had from my clearing only the same everlastingly great look that it wears daily, and I saw no difference in it.
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Bean-Field 10 written: A

(Ronald Clapper)
It was a singular experience that long acquaintance which which which which which which which I cultivated with beans, what with planting & hoeing & harvesting and threshing and picking over and selling them. The last was the hardest of all. I might add eating too, for I did taste what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. I was determined to know beans. When they were growing, I used to hoe from five o’clock till 12—and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly spent the rest of the day about other affairs. Consider the intimate and curious acquaintance one makes with various kinds of weeds,— it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, —disturbing their delicate organizations so ruthlessly, and making such invidious distinctions with his hoe, levelling whole ranks of one species, and sedulously cultivating another. That’s Roman wormwood,—that’s pigweed,—that’s sorrel,—that’s piper-grass,—have at him, chop him up, turn his roots upward to the sun, don’t let him have a fibre in the shade, if you do he’ll turn himself t’other side up and be as green as a leek in two days. A long war, not with cranes, but with weeds, those Trojans who had sun and rain and dews on their side. Daily the beans saw me come to their rescue armed with a hoe, and thin the ranks of their enemies, filling up the trenches with weedy dead. Many a lusty crest-waving Hector, that towered a whole foot above his crowding comrades, fell before my weapon and rolled in the dust.
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Bean-Field 11 written: A rewritten: F
A: “Though I gave them no manure … twelve bushels of beans” does not appear in the manuscript.
F: A fair copy was made of only “other farmers of New England … twelve bushels of beans”.

(Ronald Clapper)
Those summer days which some of my contemporaries devoted to the fine arts in Boston or Rome, and others to contemplation in India, and others to trade in London or New York, I thus, thus, thus, thus, thus, thus, thus, thus, with the other farmers of New England, devoted to husbandry. Not that I wanted beans to eat, for I am by nature a Pythagorean, so far as beans are concerned whether they mean porridge or voting and exchanged them for rice and the like so far as beans are concerned, whether they mean porridge or voting, and exchanged them for rice; so far as beans are concerned, whether they mean porridge or voting, and exchanged them for rice; but, perchance, as some must work in fields if only for the sake of tropes and expression, to serve a parable-maker one day. However it It It It It It It It was on the whole a noble rare rare rare rare rare rare rare rare amusement, though my labor there had not much to do with the crop that was to be harvested in the fall though my labor there had not much to do with the crop that was to be harvested in the fall though my labor there had not much to do with the crop that was to be harvested in the fall though my labor there had not much to do with the crop that was to be harvested in the fall though my labor there had not much to do with the crop that was to be harvested in the fall which continued too long might have got to be a dissipation which, continued too long, might have become a dissipation. which, continued too long, might have become a dissipation. Though I gave them no manure, and did not hoe them all once, I hoed them unusually well as far as I went, and was paid for it in the end, “there being in truth," as Evelyn says, “no compost or lætation whatsoever comparable to this continual motion, repastination, and turning of the mould with the spade." For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere “The earth," he adds elsewhere, “The earth," he adds elsewhere, “especially if fresh, has a certain magnetism in it, by which it attracts the salt, power, or virtue (call it either) which gives it life, and is the logic of all the labor and stir we keep about it, to sustain us; all dungings and other sordid temperings being but the vicars succedaneous to this improvement." Moreover, this having been being having been being having been being having been being having been being having been being being being one of those “worn-out and exhausted lay fields which enjoy their sabbath," had perchance, as Sir Kenelm Digby thinks likely, attracted “vital spirits" from the air. At any rate I got harvested At any rate I got harvested At any rate I got harvested At any rate I got harvested At any rate I got harvested At any rate I got harvested I harvested I harvested twelve bushels of beans.
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Bean-Field 12 written: A rewritten: C
A & C: Bean-Field 12 follows Economy 76a.
C: A fair copy was made of Bean-Field 12 on a leaf from B that had been taken into C.
A: The hoe appears sixth in the list of outgoes, after turnip seed and before white line for crow fence.

(Ronald Clapper)
But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; for I would give a complete account of myself As I wish to give a complete account of myself I must add the details of my farming & there is the more excuse for this since it is complained that Mr Colman has reported only chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; my farm outgoes farm outgoes farm out-goes for the first season were— outgoes outgoes outgoes outgoes outgoes were,—
For a hoe, $0.54
Plowing, harrowing, and furrowing, 7 50, that was too much Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much.
Beans for seed, 3 12½
Potatoes “ 1 33
Peas “ 0 40
Turnip seed, 0 06
White line for crow fence, 0 02
Horse cultivator and boy three hours, 1 00
Horse and cart to get crop, 0 75
In all, $14 72½
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Bean-Field 13 written: A rewritten: C
A & C: Bean-Field 13 follows Economy 76c.

(Ronald Clapper)
From From From My income was (patrem familias vendacem, non emacem esse oportet,) from My income was (patrem familias vendacem, non emacem esse oportet,) from My income was (patrem familias vendacem, non emacem esse oportet,) from My income was (patrem familias vendacem, non emacem esse oportet,) from My income was (patrem familias vendacem, non emacem esse oportet,) from
Nine bushels and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts of beans sold, $ 16 94
Five “ large large large large large large large potatoes, 2 50
Nine “ small potatoes, 2 25
Grass, 1 00
Stalks, 0 75
In all, $23 44
Leaving a pecuniary profit, as I have elsewhere said, of $ 8 71½. Leaving a pecuniary profit, as I have elsewhere said, of $ 8 71½. Leaving a pecuniary profit, as I have elsewhere said, of $ 8 71½. Leaving a pecuniary profit, as I have elsewhere said, of $ 8 71½. Leaving a pecuniary profit, as I have elsewhere said, of $ 8 71½.
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Bean-Field 14 written: A rewritten: F
F: A fair copy was made of only “This is the result … sitting erect like”.

(Ronald Clapper)
This is the result of my experience in raising beans I got 12 bushels, by the way beans I got 12 bushels, by the way beans I got 12 bushels, by the way beans I got 12 bushels, by the way beans I got 12 bushels, by the way beans,—I have already stated the pecuniary profit— beans. beans. Plant the common small small small small small small small white bush bean about the first of June, in rows three feet by eighteen inches apart, being careful to select fresh round and unmixed seed. First look out for worms, and supply vacancies by planting afresh afresh afresh afresh afresh afresh anew. anew. Then look out for woodchucks, if it is an exposed place, for they will nibble off the earliest tender leaves almost clean as they go; and again, when the young tendrils make their appearance, they have notice of it, and will shear them off with both buds and young pods, sitting erect like a squirrel. But above all harvest as early as possible, if you would escape frosts and have a fair and saleable crop; you may save much loss by this means.
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Bean-Field 15a written: A
A: “Alas! I said this to myself … and so did not come up” and “This generation is very sure … for himself to lie down in!” are interlined.

(Ronald Clapper)
This further experience also I gained. I said to myself, I will not plant beans and corn with so much industry another summer, but such seeds, if the seed is not lost, as sincerity, truth, simplicity, faith, innocence, and the like, and the like, and the like, and the like, and the like, and the like, and the like, and the like, and see if they will not grow in this soil, even with less toil and manurance, and sustain me, for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. Alas! I said this to myself; but now another summer is gone, and another, and another, and it turns out I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, that the seeds which I planted, if indeed they the seeds of those virtues, were wormeaten or had lost their vitality, and so did not come up. Commonly men will only be brave as their fathers were brave, or timid, it may be or timid. or timid. or timid. or timid. or timid. or timid. or timid. I perceive that this This This This This This This This generation is very sure each new year to raise to plant to plant to plant to plant to plant to plant to plant corn and beans each new year precisely as the Indians did centuries ago and taught the first settlers to do, as if there were a fate in it. I saw an old man the other day, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, making the holes with his a a a a a a a hoe for the seventieth time at least, and not for himself to lie down in! But why should not the New Englander try new adventures, and not lay so much stress on his grain, his potato and grass crop, and his orchards?—raise other crops than these? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? We should in some degree be cheered and fed really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered if when we met a man we were sure to see that some of these qualities we so much prize the qualities which I have named which we all prize more than the latter productions the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, but which are for the most part broadcast and floating in the air, had taken root and grown in him. Here comes such a subtile and ineffable quality, for instance, as truth or justice, though the slightest amount or new variety of it, along the road. 15b
Bean-Field 15b written: A rewritten: F

(Ronald Clapper)
Our ambassadors should be instructed to send home such seeds as these, and Congress help to distribute them over all the land. Our ambassadors should be instructed to send home such seeds as these, and Congress help to distribute them over all the land. Our ambassadors should be instructed to send home such seeds as these, and Congress help to distribute them over all the land. We should never stand upon ceremony with sincerity. We should never cheat and insult and banish one another by our meanness, if there were present the kernel of worth and friendliness. We should not meet thus in haste. Most men I do not meet at all, for they seem not to have time; they are busy about their beans. 15c
Bean-Field 15c written: E

(Ronald Clapper)
We would not meet deal with deal with deal with a man thus plodding ever, leaning on a hoe or a spade as a staff between his work, between his work, between his work, between his work, not like as as as a mushroom, but partially risen out of the earth, something more than erect, like swallows alighted and walking on the ground.—
 
“And as he spake, his wings would now and then
 
Spread, as he meant to fly, then close again,"
so that we should suspect that we might be conversing with an angel. Bread may not always nourish us; but it always does us good, it even takes stiffness out of our joints, and makes us supple and buoyant, when we knew not what ailed us, to recognize any largeness generosity generosity generosity generosity in man or Nature, to share any unmixed and heroic joy.
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Bean-Field 16a written: A rewritten: E, F

(Ronald Clapper)
All history & mythology at least suggest that Husbandry was anciently All history & mythology at least suggest that Husbandry was anciently All history & mythology at least suggest that Husbandry was anciently All history & mythology at least suggest that Husbandry was anciently All history poetry & mythology whose truth indeed, is chiefly prophetic not historic, suggest at least that husbandry was anciently Ancient poetry & mythology at least suggest at least that husbandry was anciently once Ancient poetry and mythology suggest, at least, that husbandry was once Ancient poetry and mythology suggest, at least, that husbandry was once a sacred art; but it is pursued with irreverent heedlessness and haste irreverent heedlessness and haste irreverent heedlessness and haste irreverent heedlessness and haste irreverent heedlessness and haste and heedlessness irreverent haste and heedlessness irreverent haste and heedlessness irreverent haste and heedlessness by us, our object is being is being is being is being is being being being being to have large farms and large crops merely. Our thoughts on this subject should be as slow as the pace of oxen. The difference between the ancients and us may be seen in their different treatment of their fellow laborer the ox. We are accustomed to say that the ox is more profitable than the horse, because it not only costs less to keep it, but when it is past labor we can slaughter it, and it will furnish food for our families—we treat it as a slave rather than as a servant. If other nations, as the Egyptians, have been idolators in this respect, and made animals objects of adoration, we have gone to the other and an equally fatal extreme—for every animal should be approached with a feeling of reverence.—“According to the early laws of Greece, the ploughing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom and repose. It was forbidden, by decrees of Triptolemus, to put to death this faithful ally of the labors of the husbandman, who shared the toils of ploughing & threshing. Whenever therefore an ox was slaughtered, he must first be consecrated or devoted as a sacrifice (ίερειου), by the sprinkling of the sacrificial barley; this was a precaution against the barbarous practice of eating raw flesh (Вονφαγία). A peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) at Athens, at which a slayer of the ox fled, and the guilty axe was thrown into the sea, on the sentence of the Prytanes, yearly placed before the people a visible type of the first beginnings of their social institutions." Ancient writers on agriculture speak of such things as the “dignity of the herd." Varro suggests that the object of the Argonautic expedition was a ram’s fleece—The golden apples of the Hesperides were by the ambiguity of language goats and sheep which Hercules imported. The stars and constellations bear their names. The Aegean sea has its name from the goat—and famous mountains & straits—as the Bosphorus or ox-passage. Ovid makes Italy to be from vitulas. The fine or tax (mulcta a mulgendo) anciently paid in kind refers to this. The oldest coins bore the figures of cattle—Our word pecuniary is from the Latin pecunia which is from pecus or herd—which was the oldest currency or medium of exchange. Celebrated Roman families have derived their names from the same source. As Porcius Ovinius—Capritius—Equitius—Taurus—Capra—Vitulus &c merely. Our thoughts on this subject should be as slow as the pace of oxen. The difference between the ancients and us may be seen in their different treatment of their fellow laborer the ox. We are accustomed to say that the ox is more profitable than the horse, because it not only costs less to keep it, but when it is past labor we can slaughter it, and it will furnish food for our families—we treat it as a slave rather than as a servant. If other nations, as the Egyptians, have been idolators in this respect, and made animals objects of adoration, we have gone to the other and an equally fatal extreme—for every animal should be approached with a feeling of reverence.—“According to the early laws of Greece, the ploughing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom and repose. It was forbidden, by decrees of Triptolemus, to put to death this faithful ally of the labors of the husbandman, who shared the toils of ploughing & threshing. Whenever therefore an ox was slaughtered, he must first be consecrated or devoted as a sacrifice (ίερειου), by the sprinkling of the sacrificial barley; this was a precaution against the barbarous practice of eating raw flesh (Вονφαγία). A peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) at Athens, at which a slayer of the ox fled, and the guilty axe was thrown into the sea, on the sentence of the Prytanes, yearly placed before the people a visible type of the first beginnings of their social institutions." Ancient writers on agriculture speak of such things as the “dignity of the herd." Varro suggests that the object of the Argonautic expedition was a ram’s fleece—The golden apples of the Hesperides were by the ambiguity of language goats and sheep which Hercules imported. The stars and constellations bear their names. The Aegean sea has its name from the goat—and famous mountains & straits—as the Bosphorus or ox-passage. Ovid makes Italy to be from vitulas. The fine or tax (mulcta a mulgendo) anciently paid in kind refers to this. The oldest coins bore the figures of cattle—Our word pecuniary is from the Latin pecunia which is from pecus or herd—which was the oldest currency or medium of exchange. Celebrated Roman families have derived their names from the same source. As Porcius Ovinius—Capritius—Equitius—Taurus—Capra—Vitulus &c merely. Our thoughts on this subject should be as slow as the pace of oxen. The difference between the ancients and us may be seen in their different treatment of their fellow laborer the ox. We are accustomed to say that the ox is more profitable than the horse, because it not only costs less to keep it, but when it is past labor we can slaughter it, and it will furnish food for our families—we treat it as a slave rather than as a servant. If other nations, as the Egyptians, have been idolators in this respect, and made animals objects of adoration, we have gone to the other and an equally fatal extreme—for every animal should be approached with a feeling of reverence.—“According to the early laws of Greece, the ploughing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom and repose. It was forbidden, by decrees of Triptolemus, to put to death this faithful ally of the labors of the husbandman, who shared the toils of ploughing & threshing. Whenever therefore an ox was slaughtered, he must first be consecrated or devoted as a sacrifice (ίερειου), by the sprinkling of the sacrificial barley; this was a precaution against the barbarous practice of eating raw flesh (Вονφαγία). A peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) at Athens, at which a slayer of the ox fled, and the guilty axe was thrown into the sea, on the sentence of the Prytanes, yearly placed before the people a visible type of the first beginnings of their social institutions." Ancient writers on agriculture speak of such things as the “dignity of the herd." Varro suggests that the object of the Argonautic expedition was a ram’s fleece—The golden apples of the Hesperides were by the ambiguity of language goats and sheep which Hercules imported. The stars and constellations bear their names. The Aegean sea has its name from the goat—and famous mountains & straits—as the Bosphorus or ox-passage. Ovid makes Italy to be from vitulas. The fine or tax (mulcta a mulgendo) anciently paid in kind refers to this. The oldest coins bore the figures of cattle—Our word pecuniary is from the Latin pecunia which is from pecus or herd—which was the oldest currency or medium of exchange. Celebrated Roman families have derived their names from the same source. As Porcius Ovinius—Capritius—Equitius—Taurus—Capra—Vitulus &c merely. Our thoughts on this subject should be as slow as the pace of oxen. The difference between the ancients and us may be seen in their different treatment of their fellow laborer the ox. We are accustomed to say that the ox is more profitable than the horse, because it not only costs less to keep it, but when it is past labor we can slaughter it, and it will furnish food for our families—we treat it as a slave rather than as a servant. If other nations, as the Egyptians, have been idolators in this respect, and made animals objects of adoration, we have gone to the other and an equally fatal extreme—for every animal should be approached with a feeling of reverence.—“According to the early laws of Greece, the ploughing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom and repose. It was forbidden, by decrees of Triptolemus, to put to death this faithful ally of the labors of the husbandman, who shared the toils of ploughing & threshing. Whenever therefore an ox was slaughtered, he must first be consecrated or devoted as a sacrifice (ίερειου), by the sprinkling of the sacrificial barley; this was a precaution against the barbarous practice of eating raw flesh (Вονφαγία). A peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) at Athens, at which a slayer of the ox fled, and the guilty axe was thrown into the sea, on the sentence of the Prytanes, yearly placed before the people a visible type of the first beginnings of their social institutions." Ancient writers on agriculture speak of such things as the “dignity of the herd." Varro suggests that the object of the Argonautic expedition was a ram’s fleece—The golden apples of the Hesperides were by the ambiguity of language goats and sheep which Hercules imported. The stars and constellations bear their names. The Aegean sea has its name from the goat—and famous mountains & straits—as the Bosphorus or ox-passage. Ovid makes Italy to be from vitulas. The fine or tax (mulcta a mulgendo) anciently paid in kind refers to this. The oldest coins bore the figures of cattle—Our word pecuniary is from the Latin pecunia which is from pecus or herd—which was the oldest currency or medium of exchange. Celebrated Roman families have derived their names from the same source. As Porcius Ovinius—Capritius—Equitius—Taurus—Capra—Vitulus &c The difference between the ancients or the man of our imaginations, and ourselves may be seen in their different treatment of their fellow laborer the ox. I read that.“According to the early laws of Greece," says a modern writer, “the plowing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom and repose. It was forbidden, by the decrees of Triptolemus, to put to death this faithful ally of the husbandman, who shared the toils of plowing and threshing. Whenever therefore an ox was slaughtered, he must first be consecrated or devoted as a sacrifice (ίερειου), by the sprinkling of the sacrificial barley; this was a precaution against the barbarous practice of eating raw flesh (Вονφαγία). A peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) We read that “According to the early laws of Greece, the plowing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom & repose;" & also that there was “a peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) at Athens, at which the slayer of the ox fled and the guilty axe was thrown into the sea"—But we slaughter the companion of our labors, when he is worn out in our service, without a tear or token of gratitude. I learn from one who frequents the market at Brighton, that cattle are frequently starved 4 or 5 days before they are slaughtered, since it is found not to cause any serious diminution in the weight of their solid parts. It was not in such an age as this methinks that honorable surnames were derived from humble trades & brute fellow laborers with man. Not to enumerate our English Farmers, Gardiners, Thatchers, Coopers &c. like the names of consider the Celebrated Roman Families—Porcius Ovinius, Capritius, Equitius, Taurus, Capra, Vitulus & others whom Varro enumerates merely. merely. 16b
Bean-Field 16b written: F

(Ronald Clapper)
We have no festival, nor procession, nor ceremony, not excepting our Cattle-shows and so called Thanksgivings, by which the farmer expresses a sense of the sacredness of his calling, or is reminded of its sacred origin. or is reminded of its sacred origin. or is reminded of its sacred origin. It is the premium and the feast which tempt him. He sacrifices not to Ceres and the Terrestrial Jove, but to the infernal Plutus rather. 16c
Bean-Field 16c written: A rewritten: F
A & F: “Cato says that the profits . . . left of the race of King Saturn” does not appear in the manuscript in A or in the original copying of F but is interlined in F.

(Ronald Clapper)
By avarice and selfishness, and a grovelling habit, from which none of us are free from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, of regarding the soil as property, or the means of acquiring property solely, solely, solely, solely, solely, solely, chiefly, chiefly, the landscape is deformed, the landscape is deformed, husbandry is degraded with us, and the farmer leads the meanest of lives. He knows not knows knows knows knows knows knows knows Nature but as a robber. Cato calls the profits of agriculture calls the profits of agriculture calls the profits of agriculture calls the profits of agriculture calls the profits of agriculture calls the profits of agriculture says that the profits of agriculture are says that the profits of agriculture are particularly pious or just, ( ,) and according to Varro says that the old Romans says that the old Romans says that the old Romans says that the old Romans says that the old Romans says that the old Romans the old Romans the old Romans “called the same earth Mother and Ceres, and thought that they who cultivated it led a pious and useful life, and that they alone were left of the race of King Saturn."
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Bean-Field 17 written: A rewritten: F

(Ronald Clapper)
We are apt wont wont wont wont wont wont wont wont to forget that the sun looks on our cultivated fields and on the prairies and forests without distinction. They all all all all all all all reflect and absorb his rays alike, and the former make but part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. In the light of the sun In the light of the sun In the light of the sun In the light of the sun In the light of the sun For In his view In his view In his view the earth is all equally cultivated like a garden. and yields every where to an irresistible civilization Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. What though I value the seed of these beans, and harvest that in the fall of the year? This broad field which I have looked at so long looks not to me as the farmer or principal cultivator principal cultivator, principal cultivator, principal cultivator, principal cultivator, principal cultivator, principal cultivator, principal cultivator, but away from me to influences more genial to it, who waters it and makes it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. Do they not grow for woodchucks partly? The ear of wheat, (in Latin , obsoletely , from , hope,) should not be the only hope of the husbandman; its kernel or grain ( from , bearing) is not all that it bears. How, then, can our harvest fail? Shall I not rejoice also at the abundance of the weeds whose seeds are the granary of the birds? Do they not grow for woodchucks partly? The ear of grain (, obsoletely from hope) should not be the only hope of the husbandman Shall I not rejoice also at the abundance of the weeds whose seeds are the granary of the birds? Do they not grow for woodchucks partly? The ear of wheat, (in Latin , obsoletely , from , hope,) should not be the only hope of the husbandman; its kernel or grain ( from , bearing) is not all that it bears. How, then, can our harvest fail? Shall I not rejoice also at the abundance of the weeds whose seeds are the granary of the birds? Do they not grow for woodchucks partly? The ear of wheat, (in Latin , obsoletely , from , hope,) should not be the only hope of the husbandman; its kernel or grain ( from , bearing) is not all that it bears. How, then, can our harvest fail? Shall I not rejoice also at the abundance of the weeds whose seeds are the granary of the birds? It matters little comparatively whether the fields fill the farmer’s barns. The true husbandman will cease from anxiety, As the chestnut woods are not concerned whether they As the chestnut woods are not concerned whether they As the chestnut woods are not concerned whether they As the chestnut woods are not concerned whether they As the chestnut woods are not concerned whether they as the squirrels manifest no concern whether the chestnut woods will as the squirrels manifest no concern whether the woods will as the squirrels manifest no concern whether the woods will bear chestnuts this year or not, and finish his labor with every day, relinquishing all claim to the produce of his fields, The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated sacrificing in his mind not only his first but his last fruits also The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated and sacrificing in his mind not only his first but his last fruits also. and sacrificing in his mind not only his first but his last fruits also.
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The Bean-Field n
Note: The title “Beans" appears in pencil at the top of the leaf containing Bean-Field 1.
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Bean-Field 1 written: A rewritten: F

(Ronald Clapper)
MEANWHILE my beans, whose continuous length of rows whose continuous length of rows whose continuous length of rows whose continuous length of rows whose continuous length of rows whose continuous length of rows the length of whose rows added together the length of whose rows, added together, the length of whose rows, added together, was seven miles already planted, were impatient to be hoed, indeed not easy to be put off indeed not easy to be put off indeed not easy to be put off indeed not easy to be put off indeed not easy to be put off for the earliest had grown considerably before the latest were in the ground; indeed they were not easy to be put off for the earliest had grown considerably before the latest were in the ground; indeed they were not easily to be put off. for the earliest had grown considerably before the latest were in the ground; indeed they were not easily to be put off. What was the meaning of this so steady and self-respecting, this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean this small Herculean labor, I knew not. I came to love my rows, my beans, though though though so many more than I want wanted wanted. wanted. wanted. wanted. wanted. wanted. wanted. They attached me to the earth & so I got health & strength like Antaeus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antæus. But why should I raise them? This had been my curious labor all summer—why—only heaven knows This had been my curious labor all summer—why—only heaven knows This had been my curious labor all summer—why—only heaven knows This had been my curious labor all summer—why—only heaven knows This had been my curious labor all summer—why—only heaven knows Only Heaven knows This was my curious labor all summer, why, only Heaven knows Only Heaven knows. This was my curious labor all summer, Only Heaven knows. This was my curious labor all summer, —to make this portion of the earth’s surface, which had yielded only blackberries and johnswort and cinqfoil cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, cinquefoil, blackberries, johnswort, and the like, before, before, before, sweet wild fruits and pleasant flowers, produce instead this pulse. What shall I learn of beans or beans of me? I cherish them, I hoe them, early and late I have an eye to them; and this is my day’s work. It is a fine broad leaf to look upon on on on on on on on . My auxiliaries are the dews and rains to which which which which which which which water this dry soil, and what fertility is in the soil itself, which for the most part is lean and effete. My enemies are worms, cool days, and most of all woodchucks. They The last The last The last The last The last The last The last have nibbled for me a quarter of an acre clean. But what right had I to oust johnswort and the rest, and break up their ancient herb garden? But soon Soon, however Soon, however Soon, however Soon, however Soon, however Soon, however Soon, however , the remaining beans will be too tough for them, and go on forward forward forward forward forward forward forward forward to meet new foes.
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Bean-Field 2 written: A rewritten: B, F
B: A fair copy was made of only “And now to-night my flute … corn blades, and potato vines”.
F: A fair copy was made of only “When I was four years old … oldest scenes stamped on my memory”.

(Ronald Clapper)
24 years ago When I was 4 years old I was brought from the city Boston to this very pond—away in that country which was then but another name for the extended universe to me through this very field—so much further into the world I had but recently entered When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond. It is one of the most ancient oldest oldest oldest oldest oldest oldest oldest scenes stamped on my memory. That woodland vision for a long time occupied my dreams. The country then was the world—the city only a gate to it I gave the preference to this recess among the pines, where almost sunshine and shadow were the only inhabitants that varied the scene, over the tumultuous and varied city, as if here were my proper nursery. And to this recess among the pines, where sunshine and shadow were almost the only inhabitants that varied the scene, over the tumultuous and varied city, as if here were my proper nursery. And And And And And And And now to-night my flute has waked the echoes over the that that that that that that that that very water. Hardly One generation of pines has fallen and Hardly one generation of pines has fallen, and The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, The pines still stand here older than I; or, if some have fallen, I have cooked my supper with their stumps, and a new growth of oaks and pines is rising all around the brim of the pond to greet other infants’ eyes preparing a wilder aspect for new infant eyes of oaks and pines is rising all around the rim of the pond preparing a wilder another aspect for new infant eyes is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. is rising all around, preparing another aspect for new infant eyes. Almost the same johnswort springs from the same perennial root in this pasture, and and and and and and and and even I have at length helped to clothe that fabulous landscape of my infant youthful infant infant infant infant infant infant infant dreams, and the one result one of the results one of the results one of the results one of the results one of the results one of the results one of the results of my presence and influence is seen in these bean leaves, corn blades, and potato vines.
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Bean-Field 3 written: A rewritten: B

(Ronald Clapper)
I planted about two acres and a half of upland; and as it was only about fifteen years since the land was cleared, and I myself had got out two or three cords of stumps, I did not give it any manure; but in the course of the summer it appeared by the arrowheads which I turned up in hoeing, that an extinct nation had anciently dwelt here and planted corn and beans ere white men came to cut and clear cut and clear clear clear clear clear clear clear the land, and so, to some extent, had exhausted the soil for this very crop. However, as it had lain fallow so long I got a good crop crop. However, as it had lain fallow so long I got a good crop crop. crop. crop. crop. crop. crop.
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Bean-Field 4 written: A rewritten: B
B: A fair copy was made of only “Before yet any woodchuck or squirrel … making the yellow soil”.

(Ronald Clapper)
Before yet any woodchuck or squirrel had run across the road, or the sun had got above the shrub-oaks, while all the dew was on, though the farmers said that would never do said that would never do warned me against it & by the way but I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, warned me against it, —I would advise you to do all your work if possible while the dew is on, —I began to level the ranks of haughty weeds in my bean-field and throw dust upon their heads. Early in the morning I worked barefooted, dabbling like a plastic artist in the dewy and crumbling sand, but later in the day the sun blistered my feet. There the sun lighted me to hoe beans, pacing slowly backward and forward over that yellow gravelly upland, between the long green rows, fifteen rods, the one end terminating in a shrub oak copse where I could rest in the shade, the other in a blackberry field where the green berries deepened their tints by the time I had made another bout. Removing the weeds, putting fresh soil about the bean stems, and encouraging this weed which which which which which which which I had sown, making the yellow soil express its summer thought in bean leaves and blossoms rather than in wormwood and piper and millet grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, —this was my daily daily daily daily daily daily daily daily work. As I had little aid from horses or cattle, or hired men or boys, or improved implements in of of of of of of of of husbandry, I was much slower, and became much more intimate with my beans than is usual usual. usual. usual. usual. usual. usual. usual. But labor of the hands, even when pursued to the verge of drudgery, is perhaps perhaps perhaps perhaps perhaps perhaps perhaps perhaps never the worst form of idleness. It has a constant and imperishable moral—& moral, and moral, and moral, and moral, and moral, and moral, and moral, and to the scholar it yields a classic result to the literary it is literary & it is oftenest very often honest & honorable result. result. result. result. result. result. result. A very was I to travellers bound westward through Lincoln and Wayland to nobody knows where; they sitting at their ease in gigs, with elbows on knees, and reins loosely hanging in festoons; I the home-staying, laborious native of the soil. And But But But But But But But But soon my homestead was out of their sight and thought. It was the only open and cultivated field for some a great a great a great a great a great a great a great distance on either side of the road; of the road; of the road; of the road; of the road; of the road; of the road; of the road; so they made the most of it; and sometimes the man in the field heard more than was meant for his ear of travellers’ gossip and comment of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: “Beans so late! peas so late!"—for I continued to plant when others had begun to hoe,—the ministerial husbandman had not suspected it. “Corn, my boy, for fodder; corn for fodder."By the way, I have heard it said that the clergymen are as a class the best gardeners, in N. E., better gardeners than shepherds possibly fodder." fodder." fodder." fodder." fodder." fodder." fodder." “Does he there?" asks the black bonnet of the gray coat; and the hard-featured farmer reins up his grateful dobbin to know what he is inquire what you are inquire what you are inquire what you are inquire what you are inquire what you are inquire what you are inquire what you are doing where he sees no manure in the furrow, and recommends a little chip dirt, or any little waste stuff, or it may be or it may be or it may be or it may be or it may be or it may be or it may be or it may be ashes or plaster. But here were two acres and a half of furrows, and only a hoe for cart and two hands to draw it,— there being an antipathy to other carts and horses there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, there being an aversion to other carts and horses, —and chip dirt far away. Fellow-travellers as they rattled by compared it aloud with the fields which which which which which which which which they had passed, so that I came to know how I stood in the agricultural world. This was one field not in Mr. Colman’s report. And, by the way, who estimates the value of the crop which Nature yields in the still wilder still wilder still wilder still wilder still wilder still wilder still wilder still wilder fields unimproved by man? The crop of hay is carefully weighed, the moisture calculated, the silicates and the potash; but in all dells and pond holes in the woods and pastures and swamps grows a rich and various crop only ungathered and unimproved unreaped unreaped unreaped unreaped unreaped unreaped unreaped unreaped by man. Mine was, as it were, the connecting link between wild and cultivated fields; as some states are civilized, and others half-civilized, and others savage or barbarous, so mine my field my field my field my field my field my field my field my field was, though not in a bad sense, a half-cultivated field. They were beans cheerfully returning to their wild and primitive state that I cultivated, while and and and and and and and and my hoe played the for them.
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Bean-Field 5 written: A

(Ronald Clapper)
Near at hand, upon the topmost spray of a birch, sings the brown-thrasher—or red mavis, as some love to call it him him him him him him him him —all the morning, glad of your society, that would find out another farmer’s field if you were notthere. here yours were not here. yours were not here. yours were not here. yours were not here. yours were not here. yours were not here. yours were not here. While you are planting the seed, he cries,—“Drop it, drop it,—cover it up, cover it up,—pull it up, pull it up, pull it up." But this was not corn, and so it was safe from such enemies as he. You may wonder what his rigmarole, his amateur Paganini performances on one string or on twenty, have to do with your planting, and yet prefer it to leached ashes or plaster. It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith. It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith and I am not sure that the beans didn’t grow the better for it It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith It was a cheap sort of top dressing in which I had entire faith
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Bean-Field 6a written: A rewritten: B
B: A fair copy was made of only “When my hoe tinkled against the stones … pinions of the sea”.

(Ronald Clapper)
As I drew a still fresher soil about my the the the the the the the the rows with my hoe, I disturbed as I have said the ashes of unrecorded unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled the ashes of unchronicled nations who in primeval years lived under these heavens, and their small implements of war and hunting were brought to the light of this modern day. They lay mingled with other natural stones, some of which bore the marks of having been burned by the Indian fires, and some had only been burned by the sun and also with in company with alone and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also Indian fires, and some by the sun, and also bits of pottery and glass brought hither hither hither hither hither hither hither hither by the recent cultivators of the soil. When my hoe tinkled against the stones in my bean-field stones in my bean-field stones, stones, stones, stones, stones, stones, that music echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and echoed to the woods and the sky, and was an accompaniment to my labor which yielded an instant and immeasurable crop. It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; It was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; and I remembered with pity pity, if I remembered at all as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, as much pity as pride, if I remembered at all, my acquaintances who had gone to the city to attend the oratorios. The night-hawk circled overhead in the sunny afternoons— for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it for I sometimes made a day of it —like a mote in the eye, or in heaven’s eye, falling from time to time with a swoop and a sound as if the heavens were rent, torn at last to very rags and tatters, and yet a seamless cope remains remains remained; remained; remained; remained; remained; remained; small imps that fill the air and lay their eggs on the ground on bare sand or sand or sand or sand or sand or sand or sand or rocks on the tops of bare hills bare hills hills, hills, hills, hills, hills, hills, where few have found them; graceful and slender like ripples caught up from the pond, as leaves are raised by the wind to float in the heavens; such kindredship is in Nature. The hawk is aerial brother of the wave which he sails over and surveys, those his perfect air-inflated wings answering to the elemental unfledged pinions of the sea. 6b
Bean-Field 6b written: A rewritten: E
A & B: The material after Bean-Field 6a appears in the following order—Bean-Field 6d, 6c and 6b.

(Ronald Clapper)
Or when I rested in the shrub-oaks sometimes sometimes sometimes sometimes sometimes sometimes sometimes I watched a pair of hen-hawks circling high in the sky, alternately soaring and descending, approaching, and leaving one another, as if they were the imbodiment of my own thoughts which soar as high & circle as majestically there thoughts. thoughts. thoughts. thoughts. thoughts. thoughts. thoughts. 6c
Bean-Field 6c written: A rewritten: B

(Ronald Clapper)
Sometimes Sometimes Or Or Or Or Or Or Or I was attracted by the passage of wild pigeons from this wood to that, with their slight tantivy a slight quivering sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound a slight quivering winnowing sound and carrier haste; or from under a rotten stump my hoe turned up a sluggish portentous and outlandish spotted salamander, a trace of Egypt and the Nile, yet our contemporary. 6d
Bean-Field 6d written: A rewritten: B

(Ronald Clapper)
When I paused to lean on my hoe, these sights & sounds I saw and heard sounds & sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw sounds and sights I heard and saw any where in the row, a part of a part of a part of a part of a part of a part of a part of the inexhaustible entertainment which the country offers.
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Bean-Field 7 written: A
A: Bean-Field 7 follows Sounds 15a and precedes Sounds 21.

(Ronald Clapper)
On gala days the town fires its great guns, which echo like popguns to these woods, and the waifs and loose strains some waifs some waifs some waifs some waifs some waifs some waifs some waifs of martial music occasionally penetrate thus far. To me, away there in my bean-field at the other end of the town, the big guns sounded as if a puff ball had burst; and when there was a military turnout of which I was ignorant, I have sometimes had a vague sense all the day of some sort of itching and disease in the horizon, as if some eruption would break out there soon, either scarlatina or canker-rash, until at length some more favorable puff of wind, making haste over the fields and up the Wayland road, brought me information of the “trainers." It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared. It seemed by the distant hum as if somebody’s bees had swarmed, and that the neighbors, according to Virgil’s advice, by a faint upon the most sonorous of their domestic utensils, were endeavoring to call them down into the hive again. And when the sound died quite away, and the hum had ceased, and the most favorable breezes told no tale, I knew that they had got the last drone of them all safely into the Middlesex hive, and that now their minds were bent on the honey with which it was smeared.
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Bean-Field 8 written:

(Ronald Clapper)
I felt proud to know that the liberties of Massachusetts and of our fatherland were in such safe keeping; and as I turned to my hoeing again I was filled with an inexpressible confidence, and pursued my labor cheerfully with a calm trust in the future.
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Bean-Field 9 written:

(Ronald Clapper)
When there were several bands of musicians, it sounded as if all the village was a vast bellows, and all the buildings expanded and collapsed alternately with a din. But sometimes it was a really noble and inspiring strain that reached these woods, and the trumpet that sings of fame, and I felt as if I could spit a Mexican with a good relish, —for why should we always stand for trifles?—and looked round for a woodchuck or a skunk to exercise my chivalry upon. These martial strains seemed as far away as Palestine, and reminded me of a march of crusaders in the horizon, with a slight tantivy and tremulous motion of the elm-tree tops which overhang the village. This was one of the days; though the sky had from my clearing only the same everlastingly great look that it wears daily, and I saw no difference in it.
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Bean-Field 10 written: A

(Ronald Clapper)
It was a singular experience that long acquaintance which which which which which which which I cultivated with beans, what with planting & hoeing & harvesting and threshing and picking over and selling them. The last was the hardest of all. I might add eating too, for I did taste what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over, and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste. I was determined to know beans. When they were growing, I used to hoe from five o’clock till 12—and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly in the morning till noon, and commonly spent the rest of the day about other affairs. Consider the intimate and curious acquaintance one makes with various kinds of weeds,— it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, it will bear some iteration in the account, for there was no little iteration in the labor, —disturbing their delicate organizations so ruthlessly, and making such invidious distinctions with his hoe, levelling whole ranks of one species, and sedulously cultivating another. That’s Roman wormwood,—that’s pigweed,—that’s sorrel,—that’s piper-grass,—have at him, chop him up, turn his roots upward to the sun, don’t let him have a fibre in the shade, if you do he’ll turn himself t’other side up and be as green as a leek in two days. A long war, not with cranes, but with weeds, those Trojans who had sun and rain and dews on their side. Daily the beans saw me come to their rescue armed with a hoe, and thin the ranks of their enemies, filling up the trenches with weedy dead. Many a lusty crest-waving Hector, that towered a whole foot above his crowding comrades, fell before my weapon and rolled in the dust.
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Bean-Field 11 written: A rewritten: F
A: “Though I gave them no manure … twelve bushels of beans” does not appear in the manuscript.
F: A fair copy was made of only “other farmers of New England … twelve bushels of beans”.

(Ronald Clapper)
Those summer days which some of my contemporaries devoted to the fine arts in Boston or Rome, and others to contemplation in India, and others to trade in London or New York, I thus, thus, thus, thus, thus, thus, thus, thus, with the other farmers of New England, devoted to husbandry. Not that I wanted beans to eat, for I am by nature a Pythagorean, so far as beans are concerned whether they mean porridge or voting and exchanged them for rice and the like so far as beans are concerned, whether they mean porridge or voting, and exchanged them for rice; so far as beans are concerned, whether they mean porridge or voting, and exchanged them for rice; but, perchance, as some must work in fields if only for the sake of tropes and expression, to serve a parable-maker one day. However it It It It It It It It was on the whole a noble rare rare rare rare rare rare rare rare amusement, though my labor there had not much to do with the crop that was to be harvested in the fall though my labor there had not much to do with the crop that was to be harvested in the fall though my labor there had not much to do with the crop that was to be harvested in the fall though my labor there had not much to do with the crop that was to be harvested in the fall though my labor there had not much to do with the crop that was to be harvested in the fall which continued too long might have got to be a dissipation which, continued too long, might have become a dissipation. which, continued too long, might have become a dissipation. Though I gave them no manure, and did not hoe them all once, I hoed them unusually well as far as I went, and was paid for it in the end, “there being in truth," as Evelyn says, “no compost or lætation whatsoever comparable to this continual motion, repastination, and turning of the mould with the spade." For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere For the earth," he adds in anotherxxxxxxxx elsewhere “The earth," he adds elsewhere, “The earth," he adds elsewhere, “especially if fresh, has a certain magnetism in it, by which it attracts the salt, power, or virtue (call it either) which gives it life, and is the logic of all the labor and stir we keep about it, to sustain us; all dungings and other sordid temperings being but the vicars succedaneous to this improvement." Moreover, this having been being having been being having been being having been being having been being having been being being being one of those “worn-out and exhausted lay fields which enjoy their sabbath," had perchance, as Sir Kenelm Digby thinks likely, attracted “vital spirits" from the air. At any rate I got harvested At any rate I got harvested At any rate I got harvested At any rate I got harvested At any rate I got harvested At any rate I got harvested I harvested I harvested twelve bushels of beans.
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Bean-Field 12 written: A rewritten: C
A & C: Bean-Field 12 follows Economy 76a.
C: A fair copy was made of Bean-Field 12 on a leaf from B that had been taken into C.
A: The hoe appears sixth in the list of outgoes, after turnip seed and before white line for crow fence.

(Ronald Clapper)
But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; for I would give a complete account of myself As I wish to give a complete account of myself I must add the details of my farming & there is the more excuse for this since it is complained that Mr Colman has reported only chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; But to be more particular; for it is complained that Mr. Colman has reported chiefly the expensive experiments of gentlemen farmers; my farm outgoes farm outgoes farm out-goes for the first season were— outgoes outgoes outgoes outgoes outgoes were,—
For a hoe, $0.54
Plowing, harrowing, and furrowing, 7 50, that was too much Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much.
Beans for seed, 3 12½
Potatoes “ 1 33
Peas “ 0 40
Turnip seed, 0 06
White line for crow fence, 0 02
Horse cultivator and boy three hours, 1 00
Horse and cart to get crop, 0 75
In all, $14 72½
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Bean-Field 13 written: A rewritten: C
A & C: Bean-Field 13 follows Economy 76c.

(Ronald Clapper)
From From From My income was (patrem familias vendacem, non emacem esse oportet,) from My income was (patrem familias vendacem, non emacem esse oportet,) from My income was (patrem familias vendacem, non emacem esse oportet,) from My income was (patrem familias vendacem, non emacem esse oportet,) from My income was (patrem familias vendacem, non emacem esse oportet,) from
Nine bushels and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts and twelve quarts of beans sold, $ 16 94
Five “ large large large large large large large potatoes, 2 50
Nine “ small potatoes, 2 25
Grass, 1 00
Stalks, 0 75
In all, $23 44
Leaving a pecuniary profit, as I have elsewhere said, of $ 8 71½. Leaving a pecuniary profit, as I have elsewhere said, of $ 8 71½. Leaving a pecuniary profit, as I have elsewhere said, of $ 8 71½. Leaving a pecuniary profit, as I have elsewhere said, of $ 8 71½. Leaving a pecuniary profit, as I have elsewhere said, of $ 8 71½.
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Bean-Field 14 written: A rewritten: F
F: A fair copy was made of only “This is the result … sitting erect like”.

(Ronald Clapper)
This is the result of my experience in raising beans I got 12 bushels, by the way beans I got 12 bushels, by the way beans I got 12 bushels, by the way beans I got 12 bushels, by the way beans I got 12 bushels, by the way beans,—I have already stated the pecuniary profit— beans. beans. Plant the common small small small small small small small white bush bean about the first of June, in rows three feet by eighteen inches apart, being careful to select fresh round and unmixed seed. First look out for worms, and supply vacancies by planting afresh afresh afresh afresh afresh afresh anew. anew. Then look out for woodchucks, if it is an exposed place, for they will nibble off the earliest tender leaves almost clean as they go; and again, when the young tendrils make their appearance, they have notice of it, and will shear them off with both buds and young pods, sitting erect like a squirrel. But above all harvest as early as possible, if you would escape frosts and have a fair and saleable crop; you may save much loss by this means.
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Bean-Field 15a written: A
A: “Alas! I said this to myself … and so did not come up” and “This generation is very sure … for himself to lie down in!” are interlined.

(Ronald Clapper)
This further experience also I gained. I said to myself, I will not plant beans and corn with so much industry another summer, but such seeds, if the seed is not lost, as sincerity, truth, simplicity, faith, innocence, and the like, and the like, and the like, and the like, and the like, and the like, and the like, and the like, and see if they will not grow in this soil, even with less toil and manurance, and sustain me, for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. for surely it has not been exhausted for these crops. Alas! I said this to myself; but now another summer is gone, and another, and another, and it turns out I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, I am obliged to say to you, Reader, that the seeds which I planted, if indeed they the seeds of those virtues, were wormeaten or had lost their vitality, and so did not come up. Commonly men will only be brave as their fathers were brave, or timid, it may be or timid. or timid. or timid. or timid. or timid. or timid. or timid. I perceive that this This This This This This This This generation is very sure each new year to raise to plant to plant to plant to plant to plant to plant to plant corn and beans each new year precisely as the Indians did centuries ago and taught the first settlers to do, as if there were a fate in it. I saw an old man the other day, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, to my astonishment, making the holes with his a a a a a a a hoe for the seventieth time at least, and not for himself to lie down in! But why should not the New Englander try new adventures, and not lay so much stress on his grain, his potato and grass crop, and his orchards?—raise other crops than these? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? Why concern ourselves so much about our beans for seed, and not be concerned at all about a new generation of men? We should in some degree be cheered and fed really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered really be fed and cheered if when we met a man we were sure to see that some of these qualities we so much prize the qualities which I have named which we all prize more than the latter productions the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, but which are for the most part broadcast and floating in the air, had taken root and grown in him. Here comes such a subtile and ineffable quality, for instance, as truth or justice, though the slightest amount or new variety of it, along the road. 15b
Bean-Field 15b written: A rewritten: F

(Ronald Clapper)
Our ambassadors should be instructed to send home such seeds as these, and Congress help to distribute them over all the land. Our ambassadors should be instructed to send home such seeds as these, and Congress help to distribute them over all the land. Our ambassadors should be instructed to send home such seeds as these, and Congress help to distribute them over all the land. We should never stand upon ceremony with sincerity. We should never cheat and insult and banish one another by our meanness, if there were present the kernel of worth and friendliness. We should not meet thus in haste. Most men I do not meet at all, for they seem not to have time; they are busy about their beans. 15c
Bean-Field 15c written: E

(Ronald Clapper)
We would not meet deal with deal with deal with a man thus plodding ever, leaning on a hoe or a spade as a staff between his work, between his work, between his work, between his work, not like as as as a mushroom, but partially risen out of the earth, something more than erect, like swallows alighted and walking on the ground.—
 
“And as he spake, his wings would now and then
 
Spread, as he meant to fly, then close again,"
so that we should suspect that we might be conversing with an angel. Bread may not always nourish us; but it always does us good, it even takes stiffness out of our joints, and makes us supple and buoyant, when we knew not what ailed us, to recognize any largeness generosity generosity generosity generosity in man or Nature, to share any unmixed and heroic joy.
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Bean-Field 16a written: A rewritten: E, F

(Ronald Clapper)
All history & mythology at least suggest that Husbandry was anciently All history & mythology at least suggest that Husbandry was anciently All history & mythology at least suggest that Husbandry was anciently All history & mythology at least suggest that Husbandry was anciently All history poetry & mythology whose truth indeed, is chiefly prophetic not historic, suggest at least that husbandry was anciently Ancient poetry & mythology at least suggest at least that husbandry was anciently once Ancient poetry and mythology suggest, at least, that husbandry was once Ancient poetry and mythology suggest, at least, that husbandry was once a sacred art; but it is pursued with irreverent heedlessness and haste irreverent heedlessness and haste irreverent heedlessness and haste irreverent heedlessness and haste irreverent heedlessness and haste and heedlessness irreverent haste and heedlessness irreverent haste and heedlessness irreverent haste and heedlessness by us, our object is being is being is being is being is being being being being to have large farms and large crops merely. Our thoughts on this subject should be as slow as the pace of oxen. The difference between the ancients and us may be seen in their different treatment of their fellow laborer the ox. We are accustomed to say that the ox is more profitable than the horse, because it not only costs less to keep it, but when it is past labor we can slaughter it, and it will furnish food for our families—we treat it as a slave rather than as a servant. If other nations, as the Egyptians, have been idolators in this respect, and made animals objects of adoration, we have gone to the other and an equally fatal extreme—for every animal should be approached with a feeling of reverence.—“According to the early laws of Greece, the ploughing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom and repose. It was forbidden, by decrees of Triptolemus, to put to death this faithful ally of the labors of the husbandman, who shared the toils of ploughing & threshing. Whenever therefore an ox was slaughtered, he must first be consecrated or devoted as a sacrifice (ίερειου), by the sprinkling of the sacrificial barley; this was a precaution against the barbarous practice of eating raw flesh (Вονφαγία). A peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) at Athens, at which a slayer of the ox fled, and the guilty axe was thrown into the sea, on the sentence of the Prytanes, yearly placed before the people a visible type of the first beginnings of their social institutions." Ancient writers on agriculture speak of such things as the “dignity of the herd." Varro suggests that the object of the Argonautic expedition was a ram’s fleece—The golden apples of the Hesperides were by the ambiguity of language goats and sheep which Hercules imported. The stars and constellations bear their names. The Aegean sea has its name from the goat—and famous mountains & straits—as the Bosphorus or ox-passage. Ovid makes Italy to be from vitulas. The fine or tax (mulcta a mulgendo) anciently paid in kind refers to this. The oldest coins bore the figures of cattle—Our word pecuniary is from the Latin pecunia which is from pecus or herd—which was the oldest currency or medium of exchange. Celebrated Roman families have derived their names from the same source. As Porcius Ovinius—Capritius—Equitius—Taurus—Capra—Vitulus &c merely. Our thoughts on this subject should be as slow as the pace of oxen. The difference between the ancients and us may be seen in their different treatment of their fellow laborer the ox. We are accustomed to say that the ox is more profitable than the horse, because it not only costs less to keep it, but when it is past labor we can slaughter it, and it will furnish food for our families—we treat it as a slave rather than as a servant. If other nations, as the Egyptians, have been idolators in this respect, and made animals objects of adoration, we have gone to the other and an equally fatal extreme—for every animal should be approached with a feeling of reverence.—“According to the early laws of Greece, the ploughing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom and repose. It was forbidden, by decrees of Triptolemus, to put to death this faithful ally of the labors of the husbandman, who shared the toils of ploughing & threshing. Whenever therefore an ox was slaughtered, he must first be consecrated or devoted as a sacrifice (ίερειου), by the sprinkling of the sacrificial barley; this was a precaution against the barbarous practice of eating raw flesh (Вονφαγία). A peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) at Athens, at which a slayer of the ox fled, and the guilty axe was thrown into the sea, on the sentence of the Prytanes, yearly placed before the people a visible type of the first beginnings of their social institutions." Ancient writers on agriculture speak of such things as the “dignity of the herd." Varro suggests that the object of the Argonautic expedition was a ram’s fleece—The golden apples of the Hesperides were by the ambiguity of language goats and sheep which Hercules imported. The stars and constellations bear their names. The Aegean sea has its name from the goat—and famous mountains & straits—as the Bosphorus or ox-passage. Ovid makes Italy to be from vitulas. The fine or tax (mulcta a mulgendo) anciently paid in kind refers to this. The oldest coins bore the figures of cattle—Our word pecuniary is from the Latin pecunia which is from pecus or herd—which was the oldest currency or medium of exchange. Celebrated Roman families have derived their names from the same source. As Porcius Ovinius—Capritius—Equitius—Taurus—Capra—Vitulus &c merely. Our thoughts on this subject should be as slow as the pace of oxen. The difference between the ancients and us may be seen in their different treatment of their fellow laborer the ox. We are accustomed to say that the ox is more profitable than the horse, because it not only costs less to keep it, but when it is past labor we can slaughter it, and it will furnish food for our families—we treat it as a slave rather than as a servant. If other nations, as the Egyptians, have been idolators in this respect, and made animals objects of adoration, we have gone to the other and an equally fatal extreme—for every animal should be approached with a feeling of reverence.—“According to the early laws of Greece, the ploughing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom and repose. It was forbidden, by decrees of Triptolemus, to put to death this faithful ally of the labors of the husbandman, who shared the toils of ploughing & threshing. Whenever therefore an ox was slaughtered, he must first be consecrated or devoted as a sacrifice (ίερειου), by the sprinkling of the sacrificial barley; this was a precaution against the barbarous practice of eating raw flesh (Вονφαγία). A peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) at Athens, at which a slayer of the ox fled, and the guilty axe was thrown into the sea, on the sentence of the Prytanes, yearly placed before the people a visible type of the first beginnings of their social institutions." Ancient writers on agriculture speak of such things as the “dignity of the herd." Varro suggests that the object of the Argonautic expedition was a ram’s fleece—The golden apples of the Hesperides were by the ambiguity of language goats and sheep which Hercules imported. The stars and constellations bear their names. The Aegean sea has its name from the goat—and famous mountains & straits—as the Bosphorus or ox-passage. Ovid makes Italy to be from vitulas. The fine or tax (mulcta a mulgendo) anciently paid in kind refers to this. The oldest coins bore the figures of cattle—Our word pecuniary is from the Latin pecunia which is from pecus or herd—which was the oldest currency or medium of exchange. Celebrated Roman families have derived their names from the same source. As Porcius Ovinius—Capritius—Equitius—Taurus—Capra—Vitulus &c merely. Our thoughts on this subject should be as slow as the pace of oxen. The difference between the ancients and us may be seen in their different treatment of their fellow laborer the ox. We are accustomed to say that the ox is more profitable than the horse, because it not only costs less to keep it, but when it is past labor we can slaughter it, and it will furnish food for our families—we treat it as a slave rather than as a servant. If other nations, as the Egyptians, have been idolators in this respect, and made animals objects of adoration, we have gone to the other and an equally fatal extreme—for every animal should be approached with a feeling of reverence.—“According to the early laws of Greece, the ploughing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom and repose. It was forbidden, by decrees of Triptolemus, to put to death this faithful ally of the labors of the husbandman, who shared the toils of ploughing & threshing. Whenever therefore an ox was slaughtered, he must first be consecrated or devoted as a sacrifice (ίερειου), by the sprinkling of the sacrificial barley; this was a precaution against the barbarous practice of eating raw flesh (Вονφαγία). A peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) at Athens, at which a slayer of the ox fled, and the guilty axe was thrown into the sea, on the sentence of the Prytanes, yearly placed before the people a visible type of the first beginnings of their social institutions." Ancient writers on agriculture speak of such things as the “dignity of the herd." Varro suggests that the object of the Argonautic expedition was a ram’s fleece—The golden apples of the Hesperides were by the ambiguity of language goats and sheep which Hercules imported. The stars and constellations bear their names. The Aegean sea has its name from the goat—and famous mountains & straits—as the Bosphorus or ox-passage. Ovid makes Italy to be from vitulas. The fine or tax (mulcta a mulgendo) anciently paid in kind refers to this. The oldest coins bore the figures of cattle—Our word pecuniary is from the Latin pecunia which is from pecus or herd—which was the oldest currency or medium of exchange. Celebrated Roman families have derived their names from the same source. As Porcius Ovinius—Capritius—Equitius—Taurus—Capra—Vitulus &c The difference between the ancients or the man of our imaginations, and ourselves may be seen in their different treatment of their fellow laborer the ox. I read that.“According to the early laws of Greece," says a modern writer, “the plowing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom and repose. It was forbidden, by the decrees of Triptolemus, to put to death this faithful ally of the husbandman, who shared the toils of plowing and threshing. Whenever therefore an ox was slaughtered, he must first be consecrated or devoted as a sacrifice (ίερειου), by the sprinkling of the sacrificial barley; this was a precaution against the barbarous practice of eating raw flesh (Вονφαγία). A peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) We read that “According to the early laws of Greece, the plowing ox was held sacred, and was entitled when past service, to range the pastures in freedom & repose;" & also that there was “a peculiar sacrifice (Δμπόλια) at Athens, at which the slayer of the ox fled and the guilty axe was thrown into the sea"—But we slaughter the companion of our labors, when he is worn out in our service, without a tear or token of gratitude. I learn from one who frequents the market at Brighton, that cattle are frequently starved 4 or 5 days before they are slaughtered, since it is found not to cause any serious diminution in the weight of their solid parts. It was not in such an age as this methinks that honorable surnames were derived from humble trades & brute fellow laborers with man. Not to enumerate our English Farmers, Gardiners, Thatchers, Coopers &c. like the names of consider the Celebrated Roman Families—Porcius Ovinius, Capritius, Equitius, Taurus, Capra, Vitulus & others whom Varro enumerates merely. merely. 16b
Bean-Field 16b written: F

(Ronald Clapper)
We have no festival, nor procession, nor ceremony, not excepting our Cattle-shows and so called Thanksgivings, by which the farmer expresses a sense of the sacredness of his calling, or is reminded of its sacred origin. or is reminded of its sacred origin. or is reminded of its sacred origin. It is the premium and the feast which tempt him. He sacrifices not to Ceres and the Terrestrial Jove, but to the infernal Plutus rather. 16c
Bean-Field 16c written: A rewritten: F
A & F: “Cato says that the profits . . . left of the race of King Saturn” does not appear in the manuscript in A or in the original copying of F but is interlined in F.

(Ronald Clapper)
By avarice and selfishness, and a grovelling habit, from which none of us are free from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, from which none of us is free, of regarding the soil as property, or the means of acquiring property solely, solely, solely, solely, solely, solely, chiefly, chiefly, the landscape is deformed, the landscape is deformed, husbandry is degraded with us, and the farmer leads the meanest of lives. He knows not knows knows knows knows knows knows knows Nature but as a robber. Cato calls the profits of agriculture calls the profits of agriculture calls the profits of agriculture calls the profits of agriculture calls the profits of agriculture calls the profits of agriculture says that the profits of agriculture are says that the profits of agriculture are particularly pious or just, ( ,) and according to Varro says that the old Romans says that the old Romans says that the old Romans says that the old Romans says that the old Romans says that the old Romans the old Romans the old Romans “called the same earth Mother and Ceres, and thought that they who cultivated it led a pious and useful life, and that they alone were left of the race of King Saturn."
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Bean-Field 17 written: A rewritten: F

(Ronald Clapper)
We are apt wont wont wont wont wont wont wont wont to forget that the sun looks on our cultivated fields and on the prairies and forests without distinction. They all all all all all all all reflect and absorb his rays alike, and the former make but part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. and the former make but a small part of the glorious picture which he beholds in his daily course. In the light of the sun In the light of the sun In the light of the sun In the light of the sun In the light of the sun For In his view In his view In his view the earth is all equally cultivated like a garden. and yields every where to an irresistible civilization Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. Therefore we should receive the benefit of his light and beat with a corresponding trust and magnanimity. What though I value the seed of these beans, and harvest that in the fall of the year? This broad field which I have looked at so long looks not to me as the farmer or principal cultivator principal cultivator, principal cultivator, principal cultivator, principal cultivator, principal cultivator, principal cultivator, principal cultivator, but away from me to influences more genial to it, who waters it and makes it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. which water and make it green. These beans have results which are not harvested by me. Do they not grow for woodchucks partly? The ear of wheat, (in Latin , obsoletely , from , hope,) should not be the only hope of the husbandman; its kernel or grain ( from , bearing) is not all that it bears. How, then, can our harvest fail? Shall I not rejoice also at the abundance of the weeds whose seeds are the granary of the birds? Do they not grow for woodchucks partly? The ear of grain (, obsoletely from hope) should not be the only hope of the husbandman Shall I not rejoice also at the abundance of the weeds whose seeds are the granary of the birds? Do they not grow for woodchucks partly? The ear of wheat, (in Latin , obsoletely , from , hope,) should not be the only hope of the husbandman; its kernel or grain ( from , bearing) is not all that it bears. How, then, can our harvest fail? Shall I not rejoice also at the abundance of the weeds whose seeds are the granary of the birds? Do they not grow for woodchucks partly? The ear of wheat, (in Latin , obsoletely , from , hope,) should not be the only hope of the husbandman; its kernel or grain ( from , bearing) is not all that it bears. How, then, can our harvest fail? Shall I not rejoice also at the abundance of the weeds whose seeds are the granary of the birds? It matters little comparatively whether the fields fill the farmer’s barns. The true husbandman will cease from anxiety, As the chestnut woods are not concerned whether they As the chestnut woods are not concerned whether they As the chestnut woods are not concerned whether they As the chestnut woods are not concerned whether they As the chestnut woods are not concerned whether they as the squirrels manifest no concern whether the chestnut woods will as the squirrels manifest no concern whether the woods will as the squirrels manifest no concern whether the woods will bear chestnuts this year or not, and finish his labor with every day, relinquishing all claim to the produce of his fields, The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated sacrificing in his mind not only his first but his last fruits also The landscape is deformed when there is an attempt to appropriate what indeed cannot be appropriated and sacrificing in his mind not only his first but his last fruits also. and sacrificing in his mind not only his first but his last fruits also.

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