[from] An Oneida Journal.
Saturday, Oct.. 25.—The weather being comfortable, a general bee for husking corn was announced at the dinner table for the afternoon. Our indoor work, such as trap and satchel making, has been in especial demand lately—orders not filled on our hands—nevertheless it was thought that the immediate claims of our harvesting superseded the claims of our patrons abroad. Furthermore, the enthusiasm awakened by breathing the fresh air, and the social interchange of thought and spirit on such occasions are never considered a loss, but a substantial gain on the whole; and so all hands turned out. Numerous 'heaps' of bright yellow corn, scattered here and there on the grass was the result.——Commenced reading Madam Pfeifer's second voyage around the world, the reading of 'Dred' being finished last night. The dramatic ending of Dred is much less tragical than that of Uncle Tom's Cabin, and on that account much more agreeable. The meeting was devoted to the reading of and commenting upon the 3d chapter of Colossians—particularly the 15th verse—and to the free expression of hearts generally, much to the edification and profit of all.