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So may we lay those forms away, 

 Life's great work nobly done, 



And cfo to that fair blooraino,' land 

 Whose seasons all are one. 



The following selected hymn, by John G. Whittier, was then 

 sung to the tune of Old Hundred, by the audience, the veteran 

 chorister of Canton, Samuel B. Noyes, Esq., leading off in his 

 usual effective manner : — 



O Painter of the fruits and tiowers ! 



We thank thee for thy wise design 

 Whereb}' these human hands of ours 



In Nature's garden work with thine. 



And thanks that from our daily need 



The joy of simple faith is born ; 

 That he who smites the summer weed 



May trust thee for the autumn corn. 



Give fools their gold and knaves their power ; 



Let fortune's bubbles rise and fall ; 

 Who sows a field, or trains a flower, 



Or plants a tree, is more than all. 



For he who blesses, most is blest ; 



And God and man shall own his worth 

 Who toils to leave as his bequest 



An added beauty to the earth. 



And, soon or late, to all that sow, 



The time of harvest shall be given ; 

 The flowers shall bloom, the fruit shall grow, 



If not on earth, at last in heaven ! 



Brief addresses were then made by Chas. L. Flint, Esq., Sec- 

 retary of the State Board of Agriculture, Mr. J. T. Ellsworth 

 of Barre, delegate from the State Board, Hon. Albert Fearing 

 of Hingham, John Cummings, President of the Middlesex Ag- 

 ricultural Society, James S. Clark of Framingham, and others. 

 At 2 o'clock the services in the tent were finished and the ex- 

 ercises of the day concluded with the races upon the track. 



Although the Exhibition was not, as a w^hole, as successful 



