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��THE SPRING.

��The business is now improving, how- ever. The Company manufactures fine Sheeting, Shirtings and Silesias. William Amory, Jr., of Boston is Treasurer. William L. Killey is Agent and Walter S. Killey is Clerk.

STATISTICS.

Capital Stock in 500,sharea Number of Mills Number of Spindles Number of Looms Number of Females employed Number of Males employed Pounds Cotton consumed per week Pounds Cloth made per week Yards Cloth made per week Cords Wood used per annum Gallons Oil used per annum Pounds Starch used per annum Water Wheels used Monthly Pay Roll, 4 weeks

Payment up to last Saturday in each

Pay Day, Thursday following.

��$500,000

2

33,056

704

350

150

30,000

30,000

95,000

1,100

1,600

56,000

2

$11,000 month.

��Amona: the other manufacturing interests at Manchester are the Man- chester Locomotive Works with a capital of $100,000. The business has heretofore been quite successful and as many as 100 hands have been employed. The business for the past three years has been very dull. William G. Means is Treasurer. Aretas Blood is Agent and E. W. Sanborn is Clerk.

Olzeldam's Hosery Mill has a cap- ital of $100,000 and employs 140 hands, manufacturing 1,500 dozen pairs of hose per week.

��THE SPBING.

��BY AN "UNKNOWN POET.

��How wearily we wait, for the Spring !

But it's almost at the gate, glorious Spring! When from out the snowy tomh, The modest flowers will bloom, And yield their sweet perfume To the Spring.

Tis a work of love to Avatch, for the Spring, And the balmy breath to catch, of the Spring, When the lily of the vale, And the violet thin and frail, With the snowdrop drooping pale, Greet the Spring.

There are lands across the sea, where the Spring

Brings the song-bird flitting free, in the Spring,

Where the lark ascends the sky,

With a jpyous lyric cry,

And the thrush is piping by,

To the Spring.

��But our dear New England still, in the Spring, Has the robin with his trill, in the Spring, And we hear the humming bees, And behold the budding trees. And we feel the matchless breeze, Of the Spring.

New Hampshire, March, 1877.

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