lona Mr. Bullock's' AC Wren before the Wor cester (Mass.) Agricultural Society., Progress of Industry and the har mony of Labor. ''his, then, is the grand moral lesson of the hour—the progress of industry and the harmony of lasor. That progress is already proved and illustrated when this society remembers, on the one hand what its (ethers saw, and what they did, and on the other, casts its eye on the exhibitions, and gathers up the instruc tions, of this day. That harmony in HI- Weat and growth, in sentiment and purpose, is a bs(n, t wed by this pres• eat re-union of all the sons of labor at this annual civic triumph. These ex• hibitiona are teaching us that we are all producers and all consumers. These holidays are proving to us that the cir cle of all business and rill pursuits is a charmed circle, and that a single jar any whe-e spreads discord and disaster through the whole. There is no such thing here as an isolated interest, nor any such a man as an isolated laborer. In the formation and growth of commu nities, labor divides and sub-divides its elf—to the end, not that this pursuit or that may become easier or more Winora• blo than the other, but that each and all may be the more profitable and more productive.—Would any say that the divisions and suh-divisionsof human in vention in the Machinery we have wit nessed to-day, with all their nice and varied improvements from year to year, involve any encroachment on the rights of laborl Neither with any more truth wool you maintain that any fixed de partment of human pursuit, whether of the hand or the head, in the field or the shop, in the counting room or the office could be stricken out without imparting disturbance to the whole. There is one harmonious idea running through the whole scheme, and the whole fabric of society, the whole theory and the whole practice of the world—and that is, in creased profit and increased production, —greater capacity for producing, sus taining, educating, and at . vincing the race. The small and despised stream which flows through the heart of this city, is a wiser witness and a more liber al philosopher than we.—What growth and unbuilding, and expansion of ins dustry has it not witaessedl It very early beckoned to its banks a scattered, humble, dependant colony of mechanics. It kept them up through prosperous and adverse fortune, till now a score of smoking shafts penetrate the sky, and from the reservoir in the north to its southern (valet, its banks are vocal with the axe and hammer, the whirling wire and the building machine, the farming plough and the noisy plane, the fierce glow of the furnace and the heavy work ing of iron, the whiz of the car shop and the crack of the pistol—while a host of children whom no man can num ber, look towards it in the morning and in the evening for their daily bread. If . I were to call upon this productive riv ulet for its testimo•ty, what, think you, it would bel Why, to be sure, that the wire maker and machine builder combined to supply the cotton and wool en mill—that the plough maker furnish ed his ware for the whole agricultural world—that the iron man, with his five or six scores of hands, was at work for every body—and on to the end of the chapter, concluding with this essential and impressive fact, that as this com munity has increased from year to year, new churches and schools, a little more counsel and a little more medicine, yet other stores, for the wholesale and re tail, more boarding houses and shoe ',hope, and tailors and halters, and gr cers arid dress-makers, were demanded and came in upon us, till tie town has become, what Ave behold it to-day,—all helping one anuthar, AND TILE FARMER FEEDING THE WHOLE! I hold him to be a suspicious friend, who would scatter the seeds of dissension where Provi dence and natural causes have estab lished a coincidence of interest ; and against his testimony I place that ever speaking and benern ent stream, as it carries down to the waters of the Black- stone, to be diffused over yet larger com twinkles between this rind the Bay of the Narragansett', that large, universal truth of American life. YOUR SLN WILL FIND YOU OUT. Dr. Donne, afterwards the celebrated Dean of St. Paul's, when he took pos session of the first living to which he was inducted, wilked into the yard of the church where he was to officiate. It happened, that as lie sauntered along, the sexton was digging a grave, and the doctor stood for a moment to observe his operations. As the man was at work, he threw up a scull, which in some way or other engaged the doctor's attention.—While he examined it, he perceived a headless nail, which perfo rated the temple, and which convinced him that some dreadful deed must have been perpretated. Taking up the skull, he demanded of the grave digger to i whom it belonged. The man instantly said, that he knew very well—that it belonged to a man who was accustomed to excess in the use of liquor ; and who one night, having been guilty of his usual intemperance, had been found dead in his bed in the morning. Dr. Donne then asked, "Had he a wife 1" The answer was in the affirmative.— .. What character does she beat 1" The sexton said " A very good one, only she was reflected upon for marrying immediately after the death of her hue. bend," Thie R tss enough for the doc- ! ----..... ' • • • , ..—.......... tor, who, upon the pretence of visiting MO3E NEW GOODS all his parishoners, soon called upon AT TES the woman in question ; and in the, GRAN I) BAZAR t course of conversation he inquired of i _ . • what sickness her husband died. She 1 gave him precisely the same account as Fisher, Thritiortrie & Co., the sexton had given before her. But Have just received a further addition to (heir the doctor produced the skull, and point- Fall and ‘N inter stock of Goods, consisting of ing to the place said, , t Woman do you everything useful and ornamental. Shawls of 11 ir E e nd all prices: Muslin de Loins at 10 know this nail 1" Th e unhappy crim , cis per ya d ; l.,alicozs at 3 and 4 cis ; Muslin. nal was struck with horror at the de- bleached and unbleached. at 3 cts, and yard wide 'nand and the sight, and instantly oven- at 0 cu.; l ishmeres. Gingham, B