Smnll POfnfOess
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Mr. EDITOR II am very much amused with the
reports you frequently give Of the proceedings of
a highly respectable club of old ladies, who call
themselves the "Farmers' Club of the American
Institute" do not think that ever read the lu-
cubratons Of " Punch" or the Paris Charivari,
with greater relish; and l am really Of opinion
that even the Sunday papers are not so amusing
as the solemn twaddle put forth by these respecta
bic personages who call themselves philosophical
agricuturists, and who can discourse for hours on
the subject Of "small potatoes" without coming to
any conclusion whatever about the matter. The
last question which occupied the attention of these
philosophers, was the disease Of the potato, and
certainly if they did not display great medical skill
in the discussion, they discovered their perfect fa-
miIiarity with humbnIg and balderdash. If, in.
stead OF discussing the disease OF the potato,
these gentlemen would give us an account OF
the receipts and expenditures Of the recent Fair
land the contemplate humbug exercised
towards Ole Bull and other artists, do think that
they would be entitled to claim an extraordinary
quantity OF the highest philosophical information
on the natural history of the small potato.'


] am, Mr.. Editor, yours, &c.


SALTPETRE.