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ſpecies, which Mr. Grierſon preſented to the ſociety, and which had been jed upon mountain paſfure, weighned ninety-three pounds, and bad nineteen Pounds of fat(kidney-tat included). The«utton was of a ſuperior uality«.

7 The South Down wool of different proprietors was fold by auttion ia Dublia, and was eagerly bought up, from two fhillings and ßxpence tothree SMillings and three-pence per pound, as the manufaCurer is enabled to pro= duce from the wool, cloth of twenty-fve Millings per yard.

Two very fine dratt horfes were exhibited, and obtained prizes. Mr. Grzerlon"s Suffolk Punch had, however, the decided ſuperiority over the black draft! horſe, and was conſidered the moſt vaivable kind to encourage, from ,is movement, temper, adtivity, and&rength.

The exhidition of ſwine was remarkably good, and the ſize to which the Leicelter kind may arrive, was manitelfted in 2a hog hewsa by Mr. Cromie, which was judged to weigh ſeven hundred weight-

A zealous well-wiſher te the caufe(Mr. G---), wrote and ſung the following lines, almoſt extempore:--

Air.==* On the Lake of Killarney I fir ſaw my laſs."

Ch, Paddy my jewel, I'm jult come to town From Ballinaſloe, that great place of renown; Such e-ting, fuch drinking, fuch laughing, ſuch fun Sure never was Known ſince t€ world it begun. Chorus. Oh, ro! then lilt it up merrily; Sing it out, ring it out, chorus me(trong 5 Witir all your heart bear your part, hn it up cherily, Balligaftoe is the theme of my ſong. It's there that you'll trve Jiberality ſee, Where men of all ranks and perſühons agree 3 "There was Roſsmore and Liſmore, and an hundred more others, So thick and ſo free, you'd[wear they were brothers. Oh, ro!&c. No wondcr at Ballinaſloe things are plenty, Since their cattle is covered with meat that's ſo dainty 5 " Oh, 1weet jewel, the beaſts that for premiums are hewn Were all fich, and hell-to-the morſcl of bone. Oh, ro!&c. *Amoyglt other ſtrange things that would make you to laugh, They ſhew"d me ſome oats that they Iwore grew trom chaff:* No wonder there's plenty at Ballinalloe, When their meal they can eat, and their chaff they can grow. Oh, ro!&c- When I got from the town, I ſaid God grant me grace, ! For tbe devil himſelf has got into the place: For there you'll(ee black ſheep with wool white as filk+, And Leiceſterſhire wethers a giving of milki. Oh, ro!&c. There was Ryclands, and Highlands, and Exmorelands t003 A very bad ſtock, give the devil his due; "Tis true that a good fleece their carcaſe adorns; But what ſhall we ſay of their damnable horns? Oh, ro!&c.

S* Tt has been aſcertained by Mr. Ogilvies, that the ſMillings of oats after the meal is extra&ted, will vegetate and produce ſeed.

+ The South Down ſheep have black faces and legs-

1 Two gentlemen averred, on their bonour, they had wethers whick Eave milk,

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