11110 221110 4. 5203 Iffil , o m the Journal of Commerce.] t i Parting• Words: 1 .1 mr ay—ruf fading home, lid adieu to thee— ,nny gales and rifted rocks, 11.1 blue streams dancing free; ,shere other scenes than thine I other skirl are spqnned, . aY Cy'es less.kind Will meet my own my native land; ple that wafts our vessel on, • .I..lssreeßs across the sea, me away from hearts I love, la hearts that 'throb for Me : ',that breeze. with which my brow :iivalingly is fanned, p o ps-to kiss while hurrying me from my native land. , is in his deep sea grave, ilDwn beneath the west, tvilight marshals up her shades o o ug the otsaies breast; gritla anw Arita, straining eye, ; c tiling strand, ;0 gaze upon the mist Ttg shrouds my native land. twilight fades—sld evening leads. r spirit up"the sky, (the gleam that gilds the wave an you beaming eyo;— star—it has the same sweet glance— miles as blessed and bland, on this sweltering waste of waves, on my native land. re beating warm and high, - I have left behind, deep affectidns with my own, like young,tendrils twined ; we have breathed the last sad word, id pressed the parting hand, ley are happy round their hearts iy dear native land. thegathering shades of night lepVer the ocean's brow, ius around myrlonely heart I thoughts are crowding now ; still though elands upon my sky, see Hope radiant stand, leer my soul although I pact . im thee, my native lend. more sigh before I break um all I yet bold dgar— wiads have caught it—and the wave druilk my burning tear —I cannot catch a glimpse the receding strand; :30k across thitoam-wreathed waste-- I:melt my native land. Recollections of Childhood. ,:ht they gleam in memory's rays, tet the, thought they bring— ms of my childhood days, Ife was one long ltth from every waving tree, - ^s, flow'ret's cup, sis of low voiced minstrelsy ten's blao arch went up. 144 - seem s half so fair -za at earlier days-- ay childish voice,of piayer 'de's, -song of praise. ec bang above me yet, 9temiely blue, my heart from,out their depths , . .tratlon drew the moon's pale light within my bower— )a the tendrilled vine, o'er the flower; tose,:sines are torn away, are lowly . to earth the clenched IN:ewers grew beneath their shade. I've spared the aged thorn grew beside the brink— mg leaves and swony buds ly tinged. with pink; lon the summer air, t breath at even. f. lossomarmed an nrn inc;3n . ea 'rose to Leaven ! In thought I seem to rove pebbly shore, the lute-like tones, Ehau list no more! light upon that sea, • .Vry voices. Come— s ill low-breathed melody, fry's waren. borne! _ I love! forever dear ! yet again, les ammo my heart to cheer, familiar, strain, sweet thoughts of love and home '!8 spirit o'er, • shadows Bit away, 1 . •5 path before! "-' ' : `j. '' • . k.t.i - 7.." 0 ' '•' „., f t .i . I. - I a • ').• °' - •.' .... -VO i "'' o' .V" - •:-; - - , • I --- f . - ' i' - - , a cc\'') - ~ ~, ~ . .., .., , . ~... • -. ~,, ~40 , , .—, -• ~ , 9- ~ -,0.= -:, • • • , 1 ~,.. ,•, . . ~ , , a,. 4.0 tk ' • 0 •t e . ..,. ..,.....4„. ... . . . , ~,,, ~ .... .......,...J.,,,,,,., ~ „Tv ,•,•., ~,.„..,,,,.,,., - ~....,.... ~.,'0...... ~•,,...„:„_,.,...,,, „,......,.,..,,,„„:::,,,:,,,,:••., . .. ..• . . . ~ . , . . Address of George Bancroft Eng. Delivered at the State Agricultural Fair, at Poughkeepsie, Sept. 19,1844. Farmers of New York—The hour of separation. for this -dazzling array of, beauty, this vast multitude of men, is at hand. Fruits richer than ever graced the gardens of Pomona—a ,paradise of flowers—needle work the most exact, delicate and even—ingenious farming implements and manufactures of all sorts—cloths of the finest quality,\ from your own looms, and from looms in Massachusetts—horses, fit to win prizes at Olimpia—cattle such as never fell in a hetacomb to Jove, and never were dreamed of by the highest genius of the Dutch painters—all these and more have arrested our .gaze and filled us with wonder and delight. And now I am commissioned to summon you, and through you • the population of this mighty commonwealth, to tome up and join us, as, Under the auspices of the State, honor and distinction are awarded to agricultural industry and genius. A spectacle like this around me, of tulture, order, and the peaceful virtues, cannot be surpassed in the world. In this hour, hushed be the spirit of party ; be it utterly exorcised and banished from this enclosure, which is consecra ted to the peaceful triumphs of the at riculture and the industry of New York. [Applause.] We yield on this occa sion to no narrower sentiments than the love of country, and of collective man, and we invoke the blessed influ- eace of that universal Providence,which watches over the seed-time, and matures harvest. [Applause.] The theme for this occasion is the agriculture of New York. But what need of words to speak its praise ? Look , -- around you. The cultivated earth is its own eulogist. The teem ing wealth that gushes .from its bosom —the returns of its industry in every form, that present themselves in their abundance and perfection to our never wearied eyes—are the evidences of its magnificence. The trees in your mar ket-place, and on your hill-sops, are old than the settlement of civilized man in ours, America; they are older than the presence of the plough on the soil of New York : they are witnesses of the quite recent day, when your forests stepped down to your river's bank, and the glades and prairies of your west were covered with useless luxuriance. And behold the change which little more than two centuries have wrought : the earth subdued ; the forest glades adorned with the white spires of churches, and gleaming with the light of villages; towns nestling in every valley ; crowded cities, competing with the largest of the earth—profusely sup plied with every article of food. And by whom has this miracle been wrought ? By the farmers of New York. [Applause.] As I turn myeye northward, along the banks of the Hudson, my mind re verts to the memory of one of your an- cient landholders, who dibd before our Independence. Join with me, farmers of New York, in recalling the gentle and 'humane Robert R. Livingston, the elder, the. father of the chancellor.— His home was . in your vicinity; his mind wait greatly and, firmly, though not, passionately, devoted to your ser vice. An only son, husband of an on ly daughter; father of those whom the world will hot soon forget; he was of so lovely. a nature, that it seemed as if the fragrant atmosphere of spring,and the melody of its sweetest birds, and the softened reflection in your tranquil river of its grandest scenes, had blend ed together and melted themselves into his soul. Peace to his memory ; let it not perish among you. Let the lines on - his monument be refreshed and deepened; - Nor let me limit ,the achievements of the farmers of New York to the sub jection and 'beautiful' adornment of its soil. Thegreat siorksbf internal com munication, making this State a won der to 'the world, were commenced by the enterprise of yourselves—were un dertaken whei farmers held power.— Call to mind'the immense structure's which make this State the astonishment of the world ; its channels for inward, communication carried upwardi to the waters of:the St. Lawrence, stepping aside to the Ontario, and united at the northwest with the illimitable wilder ness of,our inland seas ; and then join me in paying tribute to those who were 'the servants .of the public mind in com mencing this gigantic system. To De Witt Clinton, whose ' 'capacious mind grasped in advance the sum of infinite benefits—whose energetic, vehement and commanding will, was to the en- iiffl Rtgardless of Denunciation from any Quarkm—Goo. P 01/TEII., , uow.kmaa o DI334IE4PEM anttlaTEC9 .2&04; Oti*TM s9®9 2.84* terprise littel powerful mill-streatn, as it dashes-on an overshot wheel of vast , dimensions.' [Applause.] To Van Bu ren, who, when the bill for the con struction of the canal had almost been abandoned by its earliest friends, put forth those noble-spirited, well-remem bered,-exertions, which resuscitated it whet+ll seemed lost, and restored it to the approbation of your legislature. [Applause.] Well might those chiefs in. the world of opinions embrace each Other in the hours of their success. If in action they were often divided, in this restservice they share a common glory. lApplause.] But the farmers of New York are not content with improvements m the ma terial world alone. From their gener ous impulses springs your system of free schools. They have proved them selves the liberal benefactors of acade mies and colleges. They, too, have been careful for the means of their own special culture, and have founded and nurtured societies for promoting agri culture. For an example of the virtues of private life, I name to you 'the far mer' of Westchester county, the pure anti; spotless Jay, who assisted to frame ourifirst treaty of peace, which added Ohio and the lovely West to our agri eukure. Side by side with him, I name the friend of his youth, Robert R. Livingston, the younger, the en lightened statesman of our Revolution, whose expansive mind succeeded in negotiating for our country a world be yond the Mississippi and gaining access for our flag to the gulf of Mexico. Here: on the banks of the Hudson, he Is cele brated as it were by every steamboat, and remembered on your farms through his experimental zeal. On this day be remembered the virtues of Stephen Van Rensselaer, who first brought Dur ham cattle in thts State, and liberally ditkvsed the breed. Join with me also in a tribute to Mitchell, the faithful advocate, and per haps institutor, of one of the earliest agricultural . societies ; to Jesse Buel, who connected science with fact, taught how the most barren soil may be made vastly productive, diffused his acquisition • by the press., and by life and by precept was the farmer's friend, [applause ;] to Willis Gaylord, whose agricultural essays are standard authori ties, honorable to the man and to the State; to Le Ray de Chaumont, who kept alive an agricultural society in Jefferson county, when all others had expired, and gave the impulse to the formation of the State society, of which he was the first president;.to James Wadsworth, for his skill as a cultivator, and still more tor his liberal exertions, pouring out thousands after thousands, at the impulse of a generous mind, as if from a well-spring of good will, to promote agricultural science in primary schools: [Great applause.] And I should be wanting on the occasion, did I not tender the expression of your re gard to the present president of the State society, to the influence of that institution of which he is the honored head ; to its Journal of Agriculture, to its annual fairs. But let me also eu treat its friendly wishes to his purpose of establishing an agricultural school ; and to that other more diffusive design of introducing, through its secretary, scientific works on agriculture into school librariei. lam happy also to announce that efforts are now making titt constitute agriculture, as it deserves to be a branch of instruction in one, at least, of your Universities. [Loud cheers.] I have named to you some of the benefactors of Agriculture in New York. Their benefits endure. The pursuits of the farmer bind him to !tome. Others may cross continents and vex oceans ; the farther must dwell near the soil which he subdues and fertilizes. His fortunes are fixed and immovable. The scene. of his youth ful labors is the scene of his declining years ; he enjoys his own plantations, and takes his rest beneath his contem porary trees. But the farmer is not limited to the narrow circumference of his own -do main ; he stands in relation with all ages and all climes. Your society has done wisely to urge on those who bear the Gospel to untaught nations, to stu dy their agriculture, and report for corn parison every variety Of tillage. All ages and all climes , contribute to your improvement. For. you are gathered the fruits and seeds which centuries of the existence of the human race have, discovered and rendered useful. Tell me if you can, in what age and in what land the cereal grassei were first fnund to produce bread I Who taught to employ the use*-cow to furnish food T or man When was the horse first =llll tamed to proud obedience ? The pear, the.apple,.the cherry, where were these first improved from their wilderness in the original fririfi . , And whose efrorts led the way in changing' therough skin of the almond to theluscions sweetness of the peach? All ages have paid their tribute to yourtpursuit. And for, you the sons of science 'are now, scouring every heath, and prairie, and wilder ness, to see if some new grass lies hid - dim in an unexplored glade; if some rtteie stock — of the forests can offer a new fruit to the hand of culture. For, you the earth reveals the innumerable beds of mail; its mineral wealth, the, gypsum and the lime, have remained in store for Our use from the days of creation. For jou Africa and the isles' of the Pacific open their magazines of guano ; for you (turning to John A. King and some other gentlemen from Long Island.) Old Ocean heaves up its fertilizing weeds. (Great applause.) And as the farmer receives aid from 'every part of the material world, so al: eo his door is open to all intelligence. What truth is not welcomed as an in mate under his roof? To what pure and generous feeling does he fail to give a home ? The great poets and authors of all times are cherished as his guests. Milton and, Shakespeare, and their noble peers, cross his-thresh hold to keep him company. For him, too, the hail) of Israel's minstrel mon arch was strung; for him the lips of Isaiah still move, all touched with fire ; [applause,] and the apostles of the new covenant are, his daily teachers. No occupation is nearer heaven. The so cial angel, when he descended to -con verse with men, broke bread with the husbandmen beneath the tree. [At this moment, Mr. Van Buren appeared and -took his seat with the officers and other gentlemen upon the platform. He was received with the warmest enthusiasm, and it was some time before silence was restored so as to enable Mr. Bancroft to proceed.] Thus the farmer's mind is exalted ; his principles are as firm as your own Highlands ? his good seeds flow like self-moving waters. Yet, in his con nection with the human race, the far mer never loses his patriotism. He loves !America—is the depository of her glory and tfie , guardian of her-free dom. He builds monuments to great ness, and when destiny permits, he al so achieves heroic deeds in the eyes of his race. The soil of New York, which he has beautified by his culture, is consecrated by the victories in which he shored. Earth ! I bow in reverence, for my eyes behold then ground wet with the blood •f rustic martyrs, and hallowed by the tombs of former heroes ! Where is the land to which their fame has not been borne ? Who does not know the tale of the hundred battle fields of New York ? Nona rock juts out from the highlands, but the mind's eye sees inscribed upon it a record of deeds of glory._ Not a blade of grass springs at Saratoga, but takes to itself a tongue to proclaim the successful valor of patriot husbandmen. [Applause.] Here the name of Schuyler, the brave, the generous, the unshaken pat riot,- shall long be remembered, the zealous, reliable George Chnteni a man of soundest heart, a soul of hone Sty and honor, a dear lover Of his country, and of freedom. Nor do we forget him-- the gallant Montgomery—twin martyr with Warren—who left his farm on the Hudson, not, as it proved, to con. quer Quebec, but to win a mightier vic tory over death itself. [Cheers]. I renew that theme once more, to recount how the farmers of New York have served their country and mankind. They were invested wiih sovereignty. and they abdicated. Glorious exam ple ! Highest triumph of disinterested justice!. 'They themselves peacefully and publicly renounced-their exclusive authority, and transferred power in this republic from its territory to its men.— [Applause;) May your institutions, under the spirit of iThprovement, be perpetual. May every pure influence gather round your legislation. May your illustrious example show to the world the dignity of labor ; the shatee that lights on idleness; the horior that belongs to toil. To the end Pi time, be happiness the companion of your busy homes, and the plough' ever be found in the hands of its owner. [Loud' cheers.]. The farmer is inde - pendent.f• With the mechanic and manufacturer as his allies, he makes our country safe against' foreign foes, or it becomes perfect by its own resources. All America,thanks to New York, is united in the bonds of internal Commerce ; 'our exchanges at home exceed our foreign - trafib; and %item our ships driven from the -ocean highways of - the world, .America has become competent to sustain herself.— She has less to fear , from war.tlian any nation in the - world. She mayl pursue her eafeeiand vindicate her rights; and call forth all her energies in canscious security. [Applause.) But why - do I say this ? ;To foster a spirit of dOance ? Far' otherwise. Let us rejoice in our strength,.but tempet it with"tha gentle ness and sptrit of lotie for all mankind— a love that shall perpetuate tranquility. andleave the, boundless and rapidly in creasing :resources of the country at liberty for its further development. FOrests of New York! under the hands. of skill, shape yourselves into models of nval Architecture, and go forth upon the Seas to reconcile ine qualities of climate, and confirm the brotherhood of nations: American ideas 'shall travel on your bows, and the genius of humanity guide your helm ; while we who , remain at home will water the tree of peace, sp that its roots shall strike to the very heart of the earth, and its branches tower to the heavens ; we will so nurture and-' pro tect it i that its verdure shall be perennial that no spirit of animosity shall sway its branches, that not even a whisper Of discord shall rustle its' topmost boughs. [Enthusiastic applause.] One word more; and lihave done.— But with that last word, , I am about to address, though but in imagination, the assembled people of New York. It is a tale often repeated. that to do honor to agriculture, the Emperor of China is, himself accustomed in the sprin g - time of every year, to hold the plough and turn a furrow. Under our repub lican institutions, far more is achieved. The State itself includes, and is in the greatest measure constituted, by its far mers. They themselves are the kings that hold the plough and drive the team every day in the year. [Applause.]— The whole commonwealth' watches over the farmer. This Society per forms its office as the agent of the peo ple. Thev,are assembled at our fair, to view with honest exultation- the pro ducts of4he fauns and workshops, and single out this occasion alone, on agri cultural pursuits to award public honors to exalted merit. It is right, therefore, to assume that the empire State itselfis presentoin your midst. ° [At this momenta sudden alarm Was created by the settling of the stage, which was closely • crowded. There wss a crashing sound, andi the whole appeared to be giving way-. Mr. Van Buren was the first to spring up, and beg all to be quiet, as there' was noldan ger. Mr. Bancroft immediately turned it off very happily—" Yes," he repeat ed, " the Empire State is in your midst, and when she is here with the broad shield of her parental affection over our heads, no evil and no danger can bele' an'y of ns—no, not even to hurt a hair on the head of the youngest, and weak eSt;-.and tenderest among us"—stoop. ing, as he spoke, to lay his hand kind ly on the head of a little child which had been seated by its mother on the platform immediately at his feet, which little incident elicited great applause, after which Mr. Bancroft proceeded .T And has it occurred that this great commonwealth—the most numerous people ever united under a a popular form of government—is emphatically a commonwealth of the, living? Go to the Old World, and yOur daily walk is over catacombs ; youriravel among the tombs. Here the living of the present day outnumber the dead of all the geo. erations since your land was discovered,. All, all who sleep. beneath the soil. of New York, are fewer in niun'Jer than you Who move above their graves. Look-about you and see vikt the men of the west have acconlplished. Concentrate in ,iyr,ur mind all that they have achieved( ; the beauty of their farms, the length a dgrandeur of their canals : and rdil-roads, the countless fleets ofeat'.al home they have construct ed the ships that have visited every continf4it and discovered a new one ; thek. towns enlivening the public plains, their villages . that*tn the valleys, the imperial magnificence of their cities ; and when you hale collected all. these things in your tlughts, .then.hear pao 'when I say to yo , that von of this liv ing `gene radon as' ou oetnumber all the ;dead—are bound, before your eyes are sealed in+ death, t accomplish for New York more than I as; been accomplieh ed for New Yor thus far in all time,. Well' have you taken 'the device On 1 I your banners ; 11 e sun as he . emerges gloriously above the iorizon and comes rejoicing in the East: Well hive jou chosen your motto; 0 4, Excelsior," up: wards, , still upwards: ' Mighty com monwealth! lift tip your heart ;let your sun ascend with increaping spler.f. , cd(994wsoza a t3oSta '• ' 1; -4;1 dor towards its' zenith. ;You shall, 66 a light to humanity ; a , joy blithe na tious—the,g,lory of the world. , That "British Cold "—and - those "Peg The bug-beat 'story started by the Evening Journal, of the British Gold to be sent among us to print free-trade tracts, grows, as it 'rolls on,: in the pro portion of the story of the Three Black Crows. The subscription which the . London Times states, was "recently opened," according to some of the organs has already - been completed, and the money sent over, and the Times said were to be 'printed in New York, according to the same organs, have al ready .been printed, boxed-up, and sent out into the interior ! The Rochester (whig) Democrat, Of Tuesday . , says : 64 We are toldithat a box of the tracts paid for by the British gold sent to this, country lies been sent on to) this city. When our locofeco friends read - them, we hope they will remember this Tact." Yon are overdoing this. matter, gen tlemen whigs. ,Itis rather quick work, simultaneously with an announcement of tracts to be printed; to advertise a box of them already printed, Packed:' and sent off for distribution. It does appear to us that the locofocos" would have . managed the story much better. Our whig.friends are evidently' in too much of a hurry to have the thing done which they affect to have such a horror of, It would no doubt be a godsend, in these days of their ad versity. Another thing . : They should be par-i tieular in their' ciphering, not to carry so many, if they expect to have one half of their .story believed. They make nut 20,000 pounds sterling raised in Manchester alone, toward this free trade printing fund, whereas the sub scription list which they publish, with. 4' the Hon. the Lord Provost " at the head of it, does not foot up within 18,- 000 pounds -of that sum. It does not reach 2,000. But we have heard a story worth two , of theirs. It is rumored that a. 6 whig printing establishment in New York has got the contract for this Country, having underbid the other printers in that' city. It is moreover rumored that the first ...free trade tract" sent out for publication in this country, is a long argumentative pamphlet against the an= nexation of Texas—a tract taking pre cisely Mr.. Clay's firstposition on that subject, that it would be better for Canada, the United States, Texas, and England to boot, that all should re main independent of each other; and that Texas should be at liberty to carry on a .6 tree trade "with England, ifshe thinks fit. The next tract is said to be an , argu. ment in favor of•the direct assumption of the State debts—which Mr. Clay indirectly favors—as a measure calcu• lated to promote freedom in the con traction of debt,, and at the same time put money into the 'pocket of the for eign bond holders. The next tract, is to be against the termination of the copartnership with Great Britain, in, the occupation of Ore gon—a positk m which the Whigs in Congress 'assutned and • persisted in, against tb e utmost efforts of the demo crats to get through a notice to the Bri tish •to quit." Will the Rochester Democrat be good ttiodgli to ascertain and inform the p whether the tracts sent on to that city, (if any) are not British free trade tracts against the annexation: of Texas with the imprint of the publisher, arid, all about it."—dlbany argus. RATHER CROWDED.—The New Ham yen Register has this notice to . _ cm respondents." Our friends must not feel slighted, if We are'Soroewhat tardy in acknowledg ing favors. • We have now on our tab r fe waiting notice. a string of onions, fbur of the latestlMigazines, an early maw moth cabbage. two sermons, three loaves of wedding cake, five pieces of, original poetry, - a Siamese egg, One: ly's Life aflelnY. a specimen.of led tomatoes, and a pathetic , story. en,: titled A. young Lady's .Dream," (whielf we shall hand over to ahache lor friend.) We expect to dig nut dui.= ing the season. So patience. friends. . Too etvm. 7 —Two attorneys wishing to compliment a certain judge, one of thetti.'began— • 4. Your honor knows how -to manage these tapicallious wog. to Kluuk, work." ..Yes," replied the othefi wheir your hiniot gets a . parcel of tiluse.rag undies nrourul you, your !Tim is per— fectly at limit. I" FA ME t 0 (1? • - • , C t " '' l . r QUO ioo Trade Traeti.
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