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lieved them identical with the Clinton group of New York; they 

 contain no coal — there is none beyond Grand lake, in New Bruns- 

 wick. 



On the Organization and Objects of the Smithsonian Institution, 

 by Prof. Henry. 



Mr. Sraithson was born in England in 1798 ; he died in Genoa 

 in 1829; leaving a bequest of $500,000 to the United States of 

 America, to found at Washington an institution, which should 

 bear his name, for the increase and diffusion of knowledge among 

 men. 



It is not a national institution. He gave a brief sketch of his 

 plan for carrying into execution the intentions of Mr. Sraithson. 



After a tribute of respect to the late president, Dr. Binney, the 

 chairman concluded the session by a few eloquent remarks, on 

 the perfect harmony which ought always to exist in a brotherhood 

 of science; and congratulated the members on the glorious results 

 which would certainly follow the labors of the association, under 

 its more extended organization. 



The association then adjourned, to meet in Philadelphia in Sep- 

 tember, 1848. 



TURNING OVER A NEW LEAF. 



" Are you going to get in that corn to-day?" said John Hen- 

 dricks to Mr. Butler, the farmer for whom he was at work by the 

 month. 



" Yes," said Mr. Butler, " we must try to get it in, in course of 

 the day." 



" If it is to be got in to-day, we must go about it this morning. 

 It is time it was in, it is half destroyed now. Benton's cattle 

 were in again last night." 



" I know they were. Here Saul, do you run over to Benton's, 

 and tell him his cattle lay in our corn last night, and ask him to 

 take care of them." 



" And he will tell me to tell you to put up the fence," said 

 Saul. 



" The fence ought to be seen to. Hendricks you bring me the 

 axe, and I'll go now and tackle it up a little," said Mr. B. 



Hendricks went for the axe, and having searched in vain for it, 

 returned to Mr. Butler, who was trying to set up a wash tub, 

 which had fallen to pieces in despair of the fulfilment of Mr. 

 Butler's promise, that he would get a hoe to-morrow." 



