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ing season, and our frail linen boat appeared so insecure that I was unwilling to trust our lives to the uncertainties of the lake. I therefore unwillingly resolved to terminate our survey here, and remain satisfied for the present with what we had been able to add to the unknown geography of the region. We felt pleasure also in remembering that we were the first who, in the traditionary annals of the country, had visited the islands, and broken, with the cheerful sound of human voices, the long solitude of the place.

ON RECROSSING THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS IN WINTER AFTER MANY YEARS.

LONG years ago I wandered here,

In the midsummer of the year,-
Life's summer too;

A score of horsemen here we rode,
The mountain world its glories showed,
All fair to view.

These scenes, in glowing colors drest,
Mirrored the life within my breast,
Its world of hopes;

The whispering woods and fragrant breeze
That stirred the grass in verdant seas
On billowy slopes,

And glistening crag in sunlit sky,

'Mid snowy clouds piled mountains high,
Were joys to me;

My path was o'er the prairie wide,
Or here on grander mountain side,
To choose, all free.

The rose that waved in morning air,
And spread its dewy fragrance there,
In careless bloom,
Gave to my heart its ruddiest hue,
O'er my glad life its color threw
And sweet perfume.

Now changed the scene and changed the eyes,
That here once looked on glowing skies,
Where summer smiled;

These riven trees, this wind-swept plain,
Now show the winter's dread domain,
Its fury wild.

The rocks rise black from storm-packed snow,
All checked the river's pleasant flow,
Vanished the bloom:

These dreary wastes of frozen plain
Reflect my bosom's life again,
Now lonesome gloom.

The buoyant hopes and busy life
Have ended all in hateful strife,
And thwarted aim.

The world's rude contact killed the rose;
No more its radiant color shows
False roads to fame.

Backward, amidst the twilight glow,
Some lingering spots yet brightly show
On hard roads won,

Where still some grand peaks mark the way
Touched by the light of parting day
And memory's sun.

But here thick clouds the mountains hide,
The dim horizon, bleak and wide,
No pathway shows,

And rising gusts, and darkening sky,
Tell of the night that cometh nigh,
The brief day's close.

Roted Sayings.

[Continued from Volume IV., page 490.]

FROM "THE CREOLE VILLAGE."

The Almighty Dollar, that great object of universal devotion throughout our land.

WASHINGTON IRVING. 1783-1859.

A VOW, IN "THE LIBERATOR," VOL. I., No. 1. 1831.

I will be as harsh as truth, and as uncompromising as justice.

WILLIAM LLOYD GARRISON. 1805-79.

VÆ VICTIS! U. S. SENATE, JANUARY, 1832.

To the victors belong the spoils of the enemy.

The upper ten thousand of the city.

THE UPPER TEN.

PARAPHRASE ON WEBSTER.

WILLIAM LEARNED MARCY. 1786-1857.

NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS. 1806-67.

FROM A SPEECH IN THE U. S. SENATE, 26 JANUARY, 1830.

The people's government, made for the people, made by the people, and answerable to the people.

ANTI-SLAVERY CONVENTION, BOSTON, 1850.

The American idea, a democracy, that is, a government of all the people, by all the people, for all the people.

THEODORE PARKER. 1810-60.

DANIEL WEBSTER. 1782-1852.

FROM A LETTER TO THE (WORCESTER) WHIG CONVENTION, 1 OCTOBER, 1855.

We join ourselves to no party that does not carry the flag and keep step to the music of the Union.

Peace at any price; peace and union.

MOTTO OF A COMPROMISE TICKET.

A DEFINITION.

RUFUS CHOATE. 1799-1859.

THE FILLMORE RALLYING CRY. 1856.

An Old-Line Whig is one who takes his whiskey regularly, and votes the Democratic ticket occasionally.

EDWARD BATES. 1793-1869.

FROM A LETTER TO THE MAINE WHIG COMMITTEE. 1856.

The glittering and sounding generalities of natural right, which make up the Declaration of Independence.

A FAMOUS BOOK-TITLE.

RUFUS CHOATE. 1799-1859.

Cotton is King; or, Slavery in the Light of Political Economy. 1855.

DAVID CHRISTY. 1802

A SOUTHERN UTTERANCE.

U. S. SENATE, MARCH, 1858.

No, sir, you dare not make war on cotton. No power on earth dares make war upon it. Cotton is king. Until lately the Bank of England was king, but she tried to put her screws as usual, the fall before last, upon the cotton-crop, and was utterly vanquished. The last power has been conquered.

ON SLAVES AND MUDSILLS. FROM THE SAME SPEECH.

In all social systems there must be a class to do the mean duties, to perform the drudgery of life; that is, a class requiring but a low order. of intellect and but little skill. Its requisites are vigor, docility, fidelity. Such a class you must have, or you would not have that other class which leads progress, refinement, and civilization. It constitutes the very mudsills of society and of political government; and you might as well attempt to build a house in the air as to build either the one or the other except on the mudsills. Fortunately for the South, she found a race adapted to that purpose to her hand-a race inferior to herself, but eminently qualified in temper, in vigor, in docility, in capacity to stand the climate, to answer all her purposes. We use them for the purpose and call them slaves. We are old-fashioned at the South yet; it is a word discarded now by ears polite; but I will not characterize that class at the North with that term; but you have it; it is there; it is everywhere; it is eternal.

A JEST FROM BOHEMIA.

JAMES HENRY HAMMOND. 1807-64.

A self-made man? Yes,-and worships his creator.

HENRY CLAPP. 1810-75.

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THE AUTOCRAT'S" CREDO. 1858.

Boston State-House is the hub of the Solar System.

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OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES. 1809

AN OFFICIAL TELEGRAM. 29 JANUARY, 1861.

If any one attempts to haul down the American flag, shoot him on the spot.

CONTRABANDS," AT FORTRESS MONROE, VA., 24 MAY, 1861.

To the Confederate Major Cary, who claimed the rendition of three fugitive slaves:

JOHN ADAMS DIX. 1798-1879.

I retain these negroes as contraband of war, and have set them to work inside the fortress.

BENJAMIN FRANKLIN BUTLER. 1818

AT THE BATTLE OF MANASSAS (BULL RUN), 21 JULY, 1861. See, there is Jackson, standing like a stone wall!

BERNARD E. BEE. 1823-61.

A star for every State, and

AT THE BATTLE OF SEVEN PINES, 31 MAY, 1862.

Go in anywhere, Colonel! You'll find lovely fighting along the whole line.

PHILIP KEARNY. 1815-62.

FROM AN ADDRESS ON BOSTON COMMON IN 1862.

State for every star.

ROBERT CHARLES WINTHROP. 1809

GENERAL AND STATESMAN.

To Gen. S. B. Buckner, Fort Donelson, 16 February, 1862.

No other terms than unconditional and immediate surrender can be accepted. I propose to move immediately upon your works.

VOL. VII.-13

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