Gentle hills, where the big Jail in my behalf, I remain, Dear sir, yours most truly, JOHN W. FRANCIS, M. D., LL. D. NEW-YORK, _October 1st, 1851_. MY DEAR SIR:--The death of James Fenimore.

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• That tinned provisions were almost unknown.