Dear Sir
Yours has just been received and contrary to custom I answer


it in unusual quick time. Lucinda &c have gone a visiting & I am left alone with nothing to do which suits my inclination to perform except to write you a letter. We have had in this country rather a dry winter & spring. In these parts the crops look fine. The Black birds destroyed great quantities of corn. We have not had any dry weather to do damage. The corn looks fine. I have a patch of corn & potatoes that are verry promising, particularly the latter. I had potatoes on the same ground last year — the tops grew from 5 to 9 feet long, roots in proportion. This year they look even better than last. However when I take off the crops I will give you an account of them. For the last week we have had pretty steady rain. With you the weather has been excessively dry. I remember in 38 there was the driest season I ever knew in Penn — in 41 we had a wonderful dry time in Illenois. Still good crops considering were raised. Illenois is said by some to be the hottest, the coldest, the wettest & the driest country in the United States. Still crops seldom fail, especialy from drought. The soil is so deep that vegitation cannot burn out.

I am glad you have resolved to make a trip to the west. How glad we shall be to see you. In this country our eyes are never greeted by any body we have ever seen before. If you ever come out here what a contrast, our immense plains blooming with the richest verdue will be, to the barren hills of Lykens Valley. Still I can scarce beleive that you would ‘settle’ — it is a principle of mans nature that the more barren & unkind the soil on which he is raised; the stronger is his attatchment to it — and you I beleive would not be an exception — however fairly you might be located in the west, the flesh pots of Egypt would expand & grow in the memory — Old Lykens with its inteligent inhabitants an Elyssium in Retrospection; and of consequence a discontent with the present would follow. But enough of this? Come out & see us. I should be happy to see you at any time, but spring exhibits the country best. Then come next spring & I will take a trip with you to the Lead Mines of Illenois and Wisconsin. Thos Huchison lives there. That Region is possessed of a good soil


and the mineral does and always will make it a good market. Thousands of cattle are annualy driven there from Middle & Southern Illenois. You talk of Oregon. I suppose you have not seen the report to the last congress on that subject. That report was partial, & urged immediate occupation. Still all the tillable land estimated by it in that territory, of 500 000 square miles, amounts to but 14 millions of acres a little more than half the size of Illenois. Calafornia is now beginning to lead the emigrating spent. Afterwards some oasis twill probably be found in the great American Desert, or amidst the Esquimaux & white bears of the Polar circle. Texas has had its day, Iowa (which is a realy good country) has had its fill & now the race is for Oregon & California.

We are in usual health. John is beginning to whistle & walk. There is no prospects of, Margarets wishes for our family being fulfilled. We have concluded to pospone that affair for a year or so yet. Remember us to all our friends H. Rutherford

Let us hear from you soon. I cannot close w'out expressing our thanks for papers, pamphlets &c received from you.