In Great Britain the peace is accepted reluctantly rather than hailed with satisfaction. The formal addresses of the Houses of Parliament to the Crown, declares that while the Houses would have deemed it their duty cheerfully to afford her Majesty the fullest support if it had unfortunately been found

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ed with joy and satisfaction that peace has been re-established on principles honorable to the Crown, and which so fully accomplish the object for which the war was undertaken. Though the address was finally adopted without a division, it afforded occasion for some severe reflections on the manner in which the peace had been concluded. The Earl of Derby appears to have expressed the general feeling in styling it a peace with which they were willing to put up, but not one which compensates for the sacrifices, the sufferings, the labors, and the expense of the war." It was officially stated that the entire British loss amounted to 22,467 men, of whom scarcely one-third fell in action or died of wounds. The entire Russian loss is stated to amount to half a million men. During the war the British navy was augmented from 212 vessels to 590.-General Williams, the defender of Kars, has been rewarded with a baronetcy and a pension of 1000 pounds.-A general amnesty has been granted to the political offenders now in exile, who are permitted to return to their country with the royal pardon. From this are excepted Messrs. Mitchell and Meagher, who, it is alleged, violated their parole.—A grand naval review took place at Spithead on the 23d of April. The fleet review

the exception that light vessels employed in di- | dinian Plenipotentiary represented that the Ausplomatic service may be admitted by a special fir- trian occupation of the Roman States and of the man; and that the naval force maintained by Rus- Duchy of Parma, constituted a real danger for sia and Turkey in the Black Sea, shall be limited Sardinia; and in reply to a remark by the Austo six steam vessels of not more than 800 tons, and trian Plenipotentiary, that what was true of the four smaller vessels not exceeding 200 tons. Of Austrian occupation held equally good of that of still more general interest is the new declaration the French, he answered, that while the cessation respecting Maritime Law agreed to between all of both was desirable, the French occupation, conthe Powers represented in the Conference, and sisting of a small corps d'armée, at a great distance which is to be submitted to the Powers not repre- from France, was menacing to no one. The resented in that body. This provides: 1. That pri- marks of Count Walewski, in relation to the Belvateering is to be abolished; 2. That a neutral flag gian press, have been severely criticised both in the covers enemy's goods, with the exception of those Belgian Chambers and in the British Parliament. contraband of war; 3. That neutral goods, with the exception of those contraband of war, are not liable to seizure under an enemy's flag; 4. That a blockade, in order to be valid, must be effective that is, maintained by a force sufficient to prevent access to the coast of the enemy. These stipulations are to be held of force only between the Pow-necessary to continue the war, still they have learners that accede to them. France, England, and Austria have entered into a separate treaty mutually guaranteeing the independence and integrity of the Ottoman Empire as recorded in the general treaty of peace; and agreeing that any infraction of the stipulation of that treaty shall be considered by these three Powers as a casus belli. They will come to an understanding with the Sublime Porte as to the measures necessary to be taken, and will, without delay, determine among themselves as to the employment of their military and naval forces.- -Considerable importance has been attached to a discussion at one of the sessions of the Conference, upon the general affairs of Europe. Count Walewski called attention to the state of Greece, and recommended that the Protecting Courts should devise means to remedy the deplorable state of affairs existing in that kingdom; adding that till serious modifications were made, France and England could not put an end to their occupation. There was, he said, something abnormal in the situation of the Pontifical States, where the presence of foreign troops was essential to the maintenance of authority. France was anxious to withdraw her troops so soon as it could be done without compromising the Pontifical authority, and he hoped that Austria would join in a sim-ed was probably the most powerful ever collected ilar declaration. He also suggested that the Con- at one place. It consisted of 26 screw line-of-batgress should warn the King of the Two Sicilies tle ships, nearly 40 steam frigates, 4 wrought-iron that he was pursuing a wrong course, and that it floating batteries, 50 mortar vessels, 20 sloops, corwould be wiser to conciliate his subjects by a well- vettes, and brigs, and 164 screw gun-boats: in all, considered clemency. In Belgium, he continued, upward of 300 men-of-war, with an aggregate tonthe press contained hostile and insulting attacks nage of 150,000 tons, manned by 40,000 seamen, on the Government of France, and encouraged se- carrying 3800 guns, and capable of firing at one cret societies, whose object was inimical to the discharge a broadside of nearly 90 tons. Much tranquillity of France. This was done with im- complaint was made of the inefficiency of the arpunity under the sanction of Belgian legislation. rangements for the accommodation of Parliament, The French Government would regret to make and laughable accounts were given of the inconBelgium understand that she must modify her le- veniences to which Lords and Commons were subgislation, for that would bear the aspect of a threat. jected. The Earl of Clarendon, in reply to a He suggested that the great Powers should express question respecting the correspondence with the an opinion upon the subject, which would induce Costa Rican agent, stated that various proposals the Belgian Government to put an end to a state had been made to the Government in relation to a of things that would, sooner or later, produce diffi- British protectorate over Costa Rica, and requests culties and dangers which it would be for the in- had been made for material assistance. To all terest of Belgium to avoid. The British Plenipo- these a negative answer had been given; Governtentiaries coincided with the views expressed in re- ment declaring that it would take no part in the lation to Greece and Italy; but in respect to the Central American difficulties, beyond dispatching Belgium press, as the representatives of a country a naval force just sufficient to protect British propin which a free press was a fundamental institu- erty.The estimated expenditures for the comtion, they could take no part in measures of coer-ing year are £77,525,000, which exceeds the esticion against the press of another State. The Sar-mated revenue by £10,473,000.

Literary Notices.

Waubun, the Early Day of the Northwest, by Mrs. | place of their encampment for the night. This

JOHN H. KINZIE. (Derby and Jackson.) The marvelous progress of the Great West receives a vivid illustration in this singularly interesting volume. It covers a period of only about twenty-five years, but the commencement of that interval takes us back to the struggle between savage life and civilization, showing the rapid strides by which the howling wilderness has been converted into a fruitful field. We are first introduced to the author as she is taking passage, in the autumn of 1830, from Detroit to Green Bay. She was about to become a resident of that distant region, her husband being connected with the United States Indian Agency at Fort Winnebago. After safely arriving at that station, and taking her first degree in the study of Indian manners, she resolves to diversify the scene by an overland journey to Chicago.

The description of this perilous adventure is given in several striking chapters, which furnish a valuable standard of comparison by which to estimate the march of Western improvement. The journey was to be performed on horseback. By dint of strenuous endeavors, a suitable wardrobe had been provided for the la ly, ample stores of eatables were deposited in sacks, and on the eighth of March the cavalcade, consisting of the writer, her husband, and two Canadian voyageurs, set out on the eventful tour. The weather was of the finest, and the beauty of the early spring gave no warning of the difficulties of the enterprise. In spite of the remonstrances of friends the party commenced the journey with the gayest spirits, as if it were only a pleasure excursion across the prairies. Our author even confesses to the infatuation of regarding a straw bonnet and kid gloves as the proper equipment for the jaunt; but a few miles on the way taught her a bitter lesson, and made her at once a "sadder and wiser woman." The wind took the most unwarrantable liberties with her head-dress, and her hands soon became swollen and stiffened with the cold. This, however, was only the foretaste of troubles. The next step was to take themselves and their horses across a small stream which was filled with cakes of floating ice. A canoe was to convey the hero and heroine, while the guides were to make the best of their way with the horses over the confused mass of ice and water. Upon launching the little canoe from the bank, they received a sudden accession of passengers in a couple of favorite greyhounds, who were reluctant to wet their dainty feet in the icy stream. Their unexpected arrival disturbed the equilibrium of the tottering vessel, and dogs, lady, and baggage were unceremoniously subjected to an involuntary cold bath. Her rescue was but the work of a moment, for her gallant husband, who was on the point of springing into the canoe when he was anticipated by the tender-footed greyhounds. The passage was at last successfully made, and fortified by a little brandy, with the refreshment of dry shoes and stockings, the fair traveler was sufficiently restored from the effects of the icy bath to pursue the march. The change from her secluded life for five months in the fort to the freedom of the prairie was exhilarating, and in spite of the forlorn state of her garments after the fatal plunge, she enjoyed the ride of twenty-three miles to the

was on a spot of romantic loveliness, bordering on a tributary to one of the Four Lakes, between two of which is now situated the beautiful town of Madison, in Wisconsin. A large tree was felled by the active woodsmen, the dry grass in the vicinity furnished excellent tinder, and with the aid of the broken branches and bits of light wood, the sparks of the flint soon produced a cheerful fire. The light tent, which had been brought upon the pack-horse, was erected, a blanket and bear-skins were spread upon the ground, and though the cold was many degrees below the freezing point, the travelers found themselves comfortable over a hot supper, which was set out in the best style of a sylvan repast. Ham broiled on the "broches," bread toasted to a turn on the point of a sharp stick, steaming coffee, and plenty of Spartan sauce, furnished the materials for a delicious meal. ceremonies of polite life marred the simplicity of the feast. The knife is drawn from the scabbard, perhaps vouchsafed a wipe on the napkin by the more fastidious of the party, is first made to do duty by stirring the coffee, and then serves to divide the piece of ham which is dished up magnificently on the half of a traveling biscuit. The early morning finds the equestrians ready for another start. Passing an encampment of Indians scattered along the banks of one of the Four Lakes, they are struck with its picturesque beauty. The matted lodges, with the blue smoke curling from their tops, the trees and bushes powdered with a light snow which had just fallen, the lake sparkling in the morning sun, and the quaint costume of the Indians, composed a spectacle of remarkably pleasing interest.

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During one stage of the journey the travelers were so unlucky as to lose the trail. They kept on their way, however, for nearly the whole day, with only a short halt at noon for the refreshment of man and beast. The ride was naturally gloomy and desolate. The rolling prairie, unvaried by forest or stream, was the only prospect that met the eye. The weather was cold; a sharp and piercing wind swept over the cheerless expanse; a gaunt prairie-wolf more than once peered over the nearest rising ground, as if challenging an encounter; and when nightfall approached, the feeling of uncertainty and discomfort with which the party encamped may easily be imagined. The spot was what in New England would have been called a stony side-hill; the trees were not large enough to make a rousing fire, the wind blew with increasing force, the tent-pins were insecurely fastened in the frozen ground, and in the middle of the night the poles snapped, and the whole canvas house, loaded with snow, fell down in a mass of promiscuous confusion. The men of the party were roused up, a new set of poles were cut in the neighboring wood, a tolerable degree of order was restored, but the break of day found the adventurers in a miserable plight. Around them was an unbroken sheet of snow. The air was so obscured by the driving sleet that not even the direction of the sun could be perceived. The cold was intense. The frozen particles in the atmosphere cut like a razor. Pursuing their forlorn march, the travelers found nothing to indicate the true path. Every

spot was solitary and deserted. They looked in | vain for an Indian wigwam. Not the trace of a recent fire gave them the hope that they were in the vicinity of human beings. At length, after many a mile of weary search, a shout from the guides announced the approach to a settlement. The crowing of a cock saluted their ears with a welcome to which the sweetest music was but jargon. The place proved to be the residence of a son of Alexander Hamilton, who, at the head of a group of miners, had established his lodge in the wilderness. The remainder of the journey was marked by a succession of perils. After the endurance of no small degree of fatigue, cold, and short commons, the party at last astonish their friends at Chicago by their unlooked-for advent, and for many days were the objects of general wonder for the danger they had been through in their journey across the wilderness.

delineations of character, and narratives of exciting scenes, will possess a permanent interest with intelligent readers.

Lives of American Merchants, by FREEMAN HUNT. In the series of which this volume forms the commencement, the able editor of the "Merchant's Magazine" proposes to furnish an American commercial biography, including the lives of the remarkable men "whose enterprise and wisdom have given scope and impulse and permanence to American commerce." The plan is one which can scarcely fail to be received with favor by the public. Although the merchant, as such, fills a less conspicuous place in the eye of his contemporaries than the eminent lawyer or statesman, his pursuits are perhaps better adapted to the development of originality and boldness of character. The contents of this volume present examples of unique personal qualities that form a curious chapter in the illustrations of human nature. Most of the persons whose career is here recorded rose from humble beginnings to wealth and consideration. In each case their distinction was owing to energy, sound judgment, pure integrity, and other traits of genuine manhood. Among the most interesting biographies in the volume are those of Colonel Thomas H. Perkins, Peter C. Brooks, and Samuel Appleton, of Boston; John Jacob Astor, James Gore King, Jacob Lorillard, and Gideon Lee, of New York; and Stephen Girard and Thomas Cope, of Philadelphia. Differing widely as did those persons in natural endowments, disposition, and tastes, they all exhibit specimens of sagacity and forecast, honesty of dealing, and real, though sometimes eccentric benevolence, which would do honor to any condition in life. By a long course of experience, and eminent success in the peculiar branch to which he is devoted, Mr. Hunt is highly qualified for the due accomplishment of his enterprise, and he will doubtless make a valuable addition to our biographical literature.

A near relative of the writer, Mr. John Kinzie, was one of the first settlers of Chicago. For nearly twenty years this gentleman, with the exception of the military, was the only white inhabitant of Northern Illinois, and his memory is still reverently cherished as a distinguished patriarch of the West. He was born in Quebec, in 1763. At the age of ten or eleven years he was sent to school at Williamsburg, Long Island, his mother having previously married again, and removed to the city of New York. But the discipline of the pedagogue did not suit his enterprising genius, and one day the little Canadian was missing. Search was made in every direction, but it was all in vain; no Johnny Kinzie could be found. His mother was informed of the disastrous event, and was plunged into the deepest grief. Some supposed that the lad was drowned, others that he had strayed away and would soon return; but weeks and months passed by, until at length he was given up for lost. Meantime, the young adventurer had made his way to Quebec, according to a determination he had long cherished to seek his fortune in his native city. Here he soon made friends, and succeeded so much to his mind that he remained three years, until his parents, on removing to Detroit, discovered his retreat, and induced him to return to the family. His native love of adventure led him, as he grew older, to live much on the frontier. He early entered into the Indian trade, formed establishments for that purpose at Sandusky and Maumee, afterward pushed farther west to St. Joseph's, and, in 1804, came to make his home at Chicago. Here he fixed his central tradingpost, and formed widely-extended connections with the Indian tribes-at Milwaukie with the Meno-energy of his nature to active effort instead of high monees, at Rock River with the Winnebagoes and or profound contemplation, he was eminently a man the Pottowatamies, and on the Illinois River and of the times. He was adapted to the wants of a Kankakee with the Pottowattamies of the prairies, practical, stirring, progressive age-an age less inand in the extensive district of Sangamon county clined to shadowy abstractions than to concrete, with the Kickapoos. His residence at Chicago was living realities. Dr. Cone placed a strong grasp diversified by a series of remarkable events, growon facts. What he saw at all, he saw distinctly ing out of his intimate relations with the Indians. and brightly. What he believed, he clung to with In 1812 he was taken prisoner, with his family, all his heart. There was no concealment, disguise, after the celebrated Chicago massacre, of which a or subterfuge in his nature. His heart was transdetailed and singularly graphic account is present-parent as crystal. Hence his uncommon union of ed in this volume. Mrs. Kinzie every where ex- boldness of expression with earnestness of action. presses a warm sympathy with the fate of the In- A true military spirit entered into his composition. dians. She came in contact with the most favor- His erect and decided gait betrayed the soldier, no able aspects of their character. Upon the wrongs less than his unfailing alertness to contend for the which they have endured at the hands of the whites truth. The present biography, by his sons, gives she comments without reserve. For this reason a vivid description of his peculiar career, and her volume, apart from its numerous admirable though sometimes showing a trace of affectation in

Some Account of the Life of Spencer Houghton Cone. (Livermore and Rudd.) The late Dr. Cone was a man of marked originality of character. His strong, decided individuality gave him a prominence in his profession which could never have been attained by mere force of intellect, or even brilliancy of genius. He was indebted for the distinguished success of his career to his native manliness. Prone to intense conviction rather than to subtle discrimination, conversant with the broad, salient features of the subjects which awakened his interest rather than studying their lights and shades with analytic nicety, and devoting the rare

the style, is, on the whole, a worthy record of a | ny, to 1687, the date of the emigration of a hundred remarkable man.

Salad for the Social, by the author of "Salad for the Solitary." (Published by Dewitt and Davenport.) Concocting a savory dish for a literary dessert seems to be a favorite pursuit with the author of this volume. According to the fashion of the times, this is his peculiar mission. No one can complain of any want of devotion and zeal in its accomplishment. With less piquant materials than the former "Salad," many agreeable and bland ingredients are found in its composition. It consists of a miscellaneous collection of facts and anecdotes on several attractive topics, including book-craft, the worship of Mammon, the devotees of the toilet, the mysteries of medicine, the larcenies of literature, and others perhaps not less interesting. The quality of the work is not unaptly described by the author. "It is odd in its plan ind arrangement, consists of odd sayings and selections, from many odd and out-of-the-way authors. It is, moreover, fitted for odd readers, and odd half-hours, and, oddly enough, is the handiwork of a very odd specimen of an author. Oddities, however, are not without their use--they sometimes dispel ennui, the headache, and even the heartache."

refugees to the shores of Virginia. The work is filled with vivid pictures of spiritual oppression, cruelty, and hatred on the one hand, and of martyr-like patience, constancy, and heroism on the other. It will form an element of no inconsiderable power in the existing Catholic controversy.

The Life and Adventures of Robert Dexter Romaine, written by Himself. (Phillips, Sampson, and Company.) In spite of the obvious imitation of Defoe which is betrayed by this modern Robinson Crusoe, it exhibits no ordinary skill in invention, while the piquancy of its delineations and the harmonious coloring of its style present an effective claim on the attention of the reader. It is the old story of a shipwrecked sailor finding refuge on a desert island, but combining the charms of domestic life with the perils of strange adventure. The members of his family are a young maiden who was a passenger in the lost vessel, and whom he naturally woos, wins, and marries, and a wonderful pet bear, whose affection and intelligence might well supply the place of human society. The subject is treated with great delicacy and beauty, and though the narrative abounds with incidents worthy of Munchausen, it proceeds by such easy and artistic gradations, that not too severe a tax is at any time imposed on the credulity of the reader. Whoever may be the anonymous writer, he holds a facile and powerful pen, and we are confident is destined to make his mark in our native fictitious literature.

The Life and Travels of Herodotus, by J. TALBOYS WHEELER. (Harper and Brothers.) Many a graduate of the New England colleges can remember when the Travels of Anacharsis, by the Abbé Barthelemy, was one of the most popular books in the library. The work now issued is on a similar plan to that of the favorite volumes alluded to, but in its arrangement and execution evinces the superior learning and rhetorical skill of modern scholarship. It consists of an imaginary biography of the Grecian historian Herodotus, which is made the

Vassall Morton, a Novel, by FRANCIS PARKMAN. (Phillips, Sampson, and Company.) Mr. Parkman has already obtained an honorable position in literature by his historical and descriptive works. He is fond of research, clear in his perceptions, and is master of a chaste, and often felicitous style. The present work is doubtless the fruit of his hours of recreation from severer studies. It shows no elaborate intricacy of plot, but is founded on a series of not improbable incidents in the life of a young man, who is first brought upon the stage as an undergraduate in Harvard University. One of his class-mates becomes his rival in love, and for a number of years pursues him with vindictive and unrelenting malice. While traveling in Europe, he succeeds in implicating Morton, the object of his hatred, with the Austrian Government, as en-frame-work of an elaborate popular exposition of gaged in a conspiracy. The latter is arrested, thrown the manners and customs of the principal nations into prison, and not until after the lapse of many of antiquity. Without dwelling on the critical years, narrowly escapes with his life. Meantime scruples of literary skepticism, it gives a lucid acVinal, the villain of the story, spreads the report count of the prominent features of ancient society, of his death, and by a net-work of artifices succeeds and forms an agreeable introduction to the study in obtaining the hand of his betrothed, Edith Les- of the geography, history, religion, and mental delie, to whom his attentions had previously been in-velopment of the so-called classical ages. tolerable. The interest of the plot hinges on the exposure of Vinal's machinations, who is made the subject of a well-devised poetical retribution, is compelled to flee from his native land, and dies a fugitive from justice in his attempt to escape. Several of the descriptions in this novel are marked by considerable vigor of expression, the characters are clearly defined and consistently sustained, and the plot increases in intensity as it approaches the crisis, but we must own that Mr. Parkman appears to us less fitted to shine as a novelist than to instruct and please as a historical writer.

History of Medicine, from its Origin to the Nineteenth Century, by P. V. REYNOUARD, M.D., translated from the French by C. G. COMEGYS, M.D. (Cincinnati: Moore, Wilstach, and Company), is a work of profound and curious research, and will fill a place in our English literature which has heretofore been vacant. It presents a compact view of the progress of medicine in different ages; a lucid exposition of the theories of rival sects; a clear delineation of the changes of different systems; together with the bearings of the whole on the progress of civilization. The work also abounds The Huguenot Exiles (Harper and Brothers) is in amusing and instructive incidents relating to the title of a new historical novel, illustrating the the medical profession. The biographical pictures sufferings of the victims of the Romish persecutions of the great cultivators of the science, such as Hipprior to the revocation of the Edict of Nantes. It pocrates, Galen, Avicenna, Haller, Harvey, Jenis founded on incidents recorded in the annals of ner, and others, are skillfully drawn. Dr. Comegys the times, but surrounded with such embellish- deserves the thanks of not only the members of ments as make a powerful appeal to the imagina- | the medical profession, but also of every American tion. The period embraced by the story extends scholar, for the fidelity and success with which his from 1684, the culminating point of religious tyran- task has been performed.

Editor's Cable.

THE COMITIA ARE AT HAND.

overrule the laws of gravitation, and to unship the solar system itself.

Within a few months the people will be convened at the polls, and a few short hours, in a chill November In politics how changeable are we, and yet how day, will determine the political destinies of the constant? how fickle, and yet how serene? A Great Republic for the next four years. The lofty kaleidoscope can not outdo the rapidity with which and legitimate ambitions of some, the sordid hopes the personnel of our political world changes. Every and fears of others, the material existence of thou-year produces a new crop of public men in all sands, will be determined by the result of those active hours.

branches of the public service-heroes, orators, statesmen, every thing but martyrs. Our laws With politics as such we can have neither art are like the leaves in Vallombrosa's vale. Every nor part. To other organs of public opinion (and year we get into well-dissembled convulsions on their name is legion) is left the warfare of parties; the subject of finance or trade, of war or disunion. but no American citizen ever disfranchises him- As the inhabitant of the Dismal Swamp says, "he self, no true American citizen ever loses his inter- is raised on fever and ague"-an intermittent est in the welfare of his country; nor can he ever seems to be the normal state of our constitution; contemplate the approach of a new presidential we are always in the cold fit or the hot fit; but to term without interest and anxiety. The vast the fundamental principles of Liberty and Equalpower and influence of the office of Chief Magis-ity, to the great idea of Union, and to the Constitrate, the serious consequences of the struggle, must, on these occasions, ever kindle keen emotions in the breasts of all who are not casemated by pecuniary cares, or wrapped in the selfish indifference that luxury engenders.

tution which secures that Union, the American mind is constant as the needle to the pole.

The European world-crammed full of conservatives and conservatism, with armies for policemen, every other town a citadel, and bristling all over, like the fretful porcupine, with infernal implements of attack and defense-the European world sways like a reed before the revolutionary blast. It is hardly eight years since all the old monarchies and empires threatened, like dissolving views, to melt away before our eyes. France, the harlequin of nations, exhibits herself, every generation, in half a dozen new liveries; and even England, the "old fogy" of the world, looks out with alarm from her ancient feudal bulwarks on the waves that are beating against her venerable system.

The world has never heretofore seen any thing like these elections. A philosophical inquirer might ask whether it was by accident or design that those wonderful old Romans limited the consular term to a single year; thus immensely reducing the value of the highest prize in the great democratic lottery. At all events, the popular convocations of Greece and Rome were child's play compared to ours. Never before has the world seen such formidable masses of civil combatants; so much tumult and disorder, so much organization and systematic discipline; so much reckless license of speech and press, so much grave discussion of the gravest topics; so much froth and foam, so much reason and logic; so many of all classes commingled in a contest where neither birth nor position, nor any of the merely adventitious aids to fortune avail any thing; and, what is most re-ican world rides at single anchor, like a ship in markable of all, never before has the world seen such frenzied violence during a conflict, such tranquil submission after it.

All those countries have within them the clements of self-destruction-deadly hostilities to their form of government, bloody political hatreds, deep hereditary feuds, furious religious enmities. But amidst the howling of this distant storm the Amer

any real passion; and this is the only country of which, perhaps, it can with truth be said that the crime of treason is practically unknown.

quiet roadstead. Our troubles are all on the surface, our diseases all cutaneous eruptions; our loud talking and tierce writing is rather a matter of conThe character of the mind of America is as pe-versational display and literary excitement than culiarly marked as are the great features of its nature. On the outside one would think it all extravagance and license. The whole of the Chuzzlewit race stand aghast at its reckless demeanor. History has no record of such unchecked freedom of speech, and such extremes of avowed opinion, as are matters of daily occurrence here. On the subject of temperance-of woman-of slavery-of marriage-the most ultra, the most uncompromising theories are daily promulgated from press and pulpit, from lecture-room and tribune, with a vehemence that seems to threaten the safety of the spheres. Men of sober judgment in all other relations of life, rave and rant like mad fakirs and dervises. Women of unimpeached modesty and reserve enter the arena as boldly as if they were trained to the gladiatorial fight. But during all this time the great body of our people, grave, thoughtful, laborious, and persevering, calmly, and' without disturbance, move on in the pursuit of their various interests, utterly regardless of those novel and interesting theories that threaten to

Let us, then, contemplate the coming elections in the light of this American spirit, and observe the securities we have that we shall ride out this gale, like all its predecessors, in safety and honor. Let us put party out of sight; let us cease to care a pinch of snuff for the election of Fillmore; let us be philosophically indifferent whether the Republicans put forward Fremont, Seward, or McLean; whether the Democrats bring out Pierce, Buchanan, or Douglas. Let us look beyond and above the smoke of this petty conflict to the great future that spreads itself before us; look upward to the Stars and Stripes, which, like the ancient god Terminus, in the palmy days of Rome, have never yet receded in the march of empirethink only of the beneficent government under which we live; of the mortal labors attendant on its birth; of the high hopes of all good men, that, like favoring gales, have thus far borne us along on