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THe Season. We have never known season in our life that was not the most re- markable that was ever seen and felt. 1t is either the hottest, or coldest, or dryest, or wettest, or earliest, or latest, or rainyest, or snowyest, or fruitfulest or barrenest that was ever heard of. But of all the most remarkable years we remember we think the present the most remarkably remarka- ble. First comes frost in May that turns all the young leaves red and brown, as if 'twefe October ;--kil!s all the fruit, and destroys nearly every thing else. Then the locusts desolate the country. Then drought follows which dries up the rivers. burns the corn to death, annihilates the pos 'tatoes, and raises the thermometer higher than was ever know. This oven come rains which nearly wash away North Caro- Ina, and root up the cotton trees all through the South. Finally, tho scene closes by Jack Frost stepping in and chewing up the tobacco crop with the most coola and icy com. posture. fin the course of next month there is not tornado of fire and sulphur we shall think 1t a lucky escape.

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