upon the cotton manufactures of this country, in their report dated 4th Feb. 1793, state the following facts, with a view to exhibit a comparative view of the progrefs of the cotton manufacture in Britain, and the extent of sales of Indian piece goods. 17 Years. Value of sold by the 1772 1,609,597 6,841,354 45678 4 1,621,777 1,663,069 747,120 1,257,868 850,703 1,287,110 I,143,046 1,055,722 Pounds weight of 2,677,042 1,439,043 1,202,87 1,229,360 1,752,356 6,380,705 7,401,671 7,393,044 4,790,016 7,564,629 5,198,778 11,811,781 7,8:6,645 11,482,083 18.400,384 1,570,217 19,475,020 23,250,268 20,467,436 32,576.023 31,447,605 Value of cotton goods manufactured in Britain in pounds Sterling. £3,200,000 3,950,000 6,000,000 6,500,000 77,500,000 1790 This account comes no lower down than 1790, but we all know that the cotton works were greatly extended in the years 1791 and 1792, so that by reasoning from analogy from what has gone before, we cannot compute that the quantity of cotton wool im. ported in 1792 could be under 40,000,000 libs, nor that the value of cotton goods manufactured from it could be less than 15,000,000 1. but if in the course of ten years, the value of this branch of manufacture rose from two to fifteen millions, and if our exertions to extend it farther and farther continued, it is easy to see, that a time must soon come, when that progressive extention must be stopped; especially when we advert that other nations were at the same time availing themselves of those very machines which had given us that temporary advantage, and thus supplying themselves with this commodity. Yet so blind were many persons, that they believed, as it should seem, that this businefs never could be cver-done, and from the amazing rapidity of its progrefs for some years past, they augured that its progrefs would be accelerated in time to come without end !! While this subject is under review, it may not prove unsatisfactory to the reader to see an accurate account of the places from whence we obtained the raw materials for this extensive manufacture, which the above named committee have enabled us to do. These are as under: An account of the quantity of wool cotton imported into Great Britain, between the 5th of January HINTS RESPECTING SOME USEFUL KINDS OF FOREST TREES, NOT GENERALLY KNOWN IN THIS COUNTRY. Communicated by a correspondent in Manchester. 1. THE iron oak, which thrives three times as fast as the common English oak, and is equally beautiful. This oak is sold by Mr Lucombe of Exeter, and is the oak on which he grafts the Lucombe oak. 2. Populus Græca or Athenian poplar. This poplar is of the quickest growth of any tree we know, especially upon a gravelly soil, and therefore the most profitable in the neighbourhood of Manchester, for the purpose of making boxes, where duration is not necefsary. And it is the most ornamental deciduous tree we are pofsefed of, because it is the first in leaf, and the last in going out of leaf, and its leaves never are insected nor blighted; its bark is of the most beautiful silver colour. It is propagated by layers and suckers. 3. BETULA, fol. rhombeo, ovatis, acuminatis, duplicota, serratis. This I am informed is the most useful and profitable tree in North America; it is called the black birch. It thrives equally well in this climate, and is a most desirable tree in plantations of ornament and shade, being one of the first in leaf in the spring, and has a beautiful bark. For the Bee. If Dr Anderson thinks the following version from Pindar, which was made as a college exercise, worth inserting in the Bee, it is much at his service. Great Jove supreme, thy mighty hand Me, with the various sounding lyre, And all my soul with raptures fire. With joy exults each generous soul: To hear how swift he reach'd the goal! Thou o'er mount Etna tow'ring high, Which to the graces ever dear, On all his virtues beeming clear. Glad vict'ry smiling, swiftly flies, To raise with honour to the skies Fair Camerina, blest abode, His native city far renown'd, His every wish with joy be crown'd! And social pleasures glad his soul, No falsehood e'er fhall stain my song: |