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In consequence of it, the cotton of Peru meets that of Carolina in the West Mexican markets with the advantage of more than a half a cent the pound-which is ample protection. The southern planter therefore who opposes the opening of a communication across the Isthmus is unwittingly fostering and giving protection to a foreign and a rival interest.

There are eight millions of people inhabiting the Pacific coast-all of them want things that we have to sell. They are four or five months removed from us; this road would bring them within 30 days.

For those of them who travel, the route to California and to China, would be across the Isthmus this way, to New Orleans, thence up the Costa Rica, on the Pacific, produces sugar Mississippi to the California rail-road. This and the finest of coffee. They are exported to when opened, will be their shortest and best traChili and Peru. The voyage around Cape velling route to California, China and India. Horn and other conditions of commerce exclude And unless both the California and Panama routes them from our markets. A rail-road across the be established, the line of travel between the PaIsthmus would bring New Orleans within two cific shores of North and South America, never weeks of these coffee and sugar plantations. can be brought through the United States. These Thus it would carry the principles of free trade two roads are links in the same line and when there, encouraging competition with the coffee once completed, the world cannot prevent all the of Brazil and the sugar of the West Indies. South American travel from coming this way. Such are the results which the protectionist of We see Cities and States pushing forward rival home industry seeks to accomplish, and such are schemes of internal improvements, and setting the results which the free trader advocates, and up opposition after opposition to bring travel their therefore, as before remarked, each in advoca- way. They consider themselves rewarded when ting a great highway over the Isthmus, stands they secure the business between places containon his own grounds. ing a few thousand people engaged in traffic. We have investigated the subject of freights This Panama improvement would bring us the around Cape Horn, and have collected statistics travel from countries inhabited by millions and that we might form an opinion as to the proba- send it through the length and breadth of the ble cost of the transportation of merchandise land, dispensing national, sectional and particuvia Panama rail-way and via the "The Horn" lar benefits all the way. The advantages that to the ports of the Pacific, say to Lima in Peru. business and travel scatter on the way side of We have supposed the freight over the Panama their great thoroughfares, are and ever have been road will be at least double the usual rates in this objects of desire with the greatest nations as well country, and have taken it as at 10 cents per ton as with the smallest corporations. Here they are per mile. The conclusion is, that a cargo of offered to us on a scale grand in proportion to the merchandise can be sent from New York via water courses, mountain ranges, lakes and river Panama to Lima in one fourth the time and for less basins of the new world, and sublime in proporthan half the money that it now takes to send tion to its free institutions. The rail-road will it around Cape Horn. build a ship canal across the Isthmus of Panama, Here are the facts, the statistics and estimates upon the same principle that one internal imfrom which this conclusion is drawn. The sail-provement in our own country begets another. ing distance from New York to Lima, via Cape How many rail-roads has the Erie Canal caused Horn, is 13,000 sea miles-the time four months, to be built, that but for that improvement would the freight $15, or one mill and fifteen hundredths not now be in existence? of a mill per ton per mile.

The distance, via Panama, exclusive of the 45 miles of rail-road, is 3,700* and the time 30 days. The average value of a ton of merchandize is supposed to be $250, on which three month's interest is charged for the excess of the Cape Horn passage.

New York to Lima.

In the same way the Panama rail-road will stimulate commerce with the Pacific, and by showing the amount of business to be done, men of business will see and be satisfied that the road is insufficient and a ship canal is necessary.

In our poor judgment it is wise, prudent, constitutional and right that the federal government

Comparative statement as to the cost of freight per ton from should encourage this undertaking, so far at least as encouragement may be necessary to secure its early completion.

Panama

Via Cape Horn. 13.000 miles at 1.15 mill, $1500-3,700 miles $4.25 Interest on $250 for 3 mo. 6 pr. ct. 3,75 45 m. R.R. 10 cts. 4.50

$18.75
8.75

ifference in favor of R. R.

$10.00

$8.75

Magnets and electrical batteries have their positive and negative poles, some questions have negative and positive sides; and this is one of them. Suppose this rail-road to Panama were already

* 3.700, which is less than the distance by canvass from built, it is immaterial by what agency, and that

Charleston to Liverpool.

this country were in the actual enjoyment of all

the great advantages that are to flow from it.'ency of argument, can it be maintained, that alSuppose now that some power were to attempt though there be in this government the power to to snatch these advantages out of our hands and treat for a road to market through foreign territo deprive us of them; the nation would rise up tory, the power to guarantee the neutrality of the in arms; the vile coffers for keeping filthy lucre Isthmus of Panama and the free right of way in, and the precious caskets in which the jewels across it to all nations, yet there is no power of the land are concealed, would be broken open under the Constitution to encourage the conand their contents scattered, as though both life struction of a commercial highway there-no and money had lost their value.

There is nothing that the country would not do to preserve these advantages after once having tasted them, and, according to some, there is nothing she ought to do to get them before she has tried them. Such are the negative and positive sides of this question. We give nothing to get, that's unconstitutional; but having got, we give every thing to keep-and that is constitutional.

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principle of action or rule of conduct known to the federal government by which it can render that guaranteed right of way, a right practicable to its own citizens and available for its own great and manifold purposes? The principle of "the greatest good to the greatest number” is one of the pillars of the Constitution.

"Of all inventions," says Macaulay, “the alphabet and the printing press alone excepted, those inventions which abridge distance have

We find the Constitution in the general wel-done most for the civilization of our species." fare of the people, in the common defence of the Every improvement, by which time or distance country and in the elements of domestic tranquillity.

from place to place is lessened, benefits mankind morally and intellectually, as well as physically; not only facilitates the interchange of the va rious productions of nature and art, but tends to remove national and provincial antipathies, and to bind together all the branches of the great human family. Dragon's teeth would not be sown The humblest freeholder in the land has the harvests of steel-clad warriors; those seeds are in this our day, that nations might reap therefrom right of way from his homestead to the common now most esteemed that bring forth the engines of highway. The law secures to him a way through peace and civilization. No nation has scatterthe estates, if need be, of his neighbor to mar-ed them with a more liberal hand than this. The ket. It is a fundamental principle of civilized society, and one upon which the peace and harmony of all communities and neighborhoods essentially depend, that no man has a right to hem his neighbor in and shut him out from free communication with the common highways and the markets of the world.

Books and wise men teach and tell us that "law is the perfection of reason." We know that the Constitution is founded on the everlasting principles of right, tempered by the spirit of compromise.

people of the United States are the only people who have expended more of their treasure for works of improvement than on the engines of blood and destruction. The consequences that are to result from the breaking down of the barrier between the two oceans, are vast and inportant. It is an achievement the effects of Have not the people of the United States in which upon the industry of this country our chiltheir national character, a like privilege? Else dren will class with the effects of the steam-etwhy did their government treat with a neighbor-gine and the cotton-gin. ing nation for the right of way across the Isth- It is an achievement easy of accomplishment; mus? Their possessions are far remote from and it is an achievement from which vast conseone point to another; the way to them is circui-quences to civilization are to follow; and it is an tous and remote, passing through latitudes where achievement so fraught with increased prosper. the seasons are reversed, the skies are changed, ty and greatness for our country, that we earnand where both day and night are lengthened out estly desire to see it undertaken speedily, that into the dreary alternation of the polar seasons. we may have the privilege of witnessing in our Shall they continue to pass through the cheer-day some of its glorious results. less latitudes, to brave the dangers of the stormy Other times will call for other and additional cape, and to sail twenty thousand miles and more channels of communication. No one can dou't to reach a part of their own country, when by it, for there is wealth for the world on the mar the construction of a road a few miles in length. gin of our sea, and treasures, inexhaustible the journey may be confined to our own hemis- treasures scattered over its magnificent system: phere, the distance may be reduced from 20,000 of river basins, that will induce other nations t to 5,000 miles and the time may be brought down break through Panama, Nicaragua and Tebuartepec, were each "twenty times" an Isthmus. At With what show of reason, with what consist-present, we want to get to other people across i

from months to weeks.

The time will come, when they will want to come to us. But that time is not yet.

There is a classic and a sacred duty which makes it incumbent upon this nation above all others to cause a commercial highway to be opened across the continent between the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans. An unknown voice told Columbus in a dream, on that Isthmus, that God had made his name great in the earth, and had sent bim to "unbar the gates of ocean."* He was not permitted to realize the idea closest to his heart and to show that the nearest way to India lies through the Carribean Sea; nevertheless he executed his high commission and "unbarred the gates of ocean," but the gate across the land has never been unlatched; the office and the honor of throwing it wide open that the commerce of the world may pass through—we claim for the people of this nation. The task commends itself to their feelings, to their spirit and their enterprise, and in this our day-dream, a voice whispers us— it must be done.

The voice said-"Maravillosamente Dios hizo sonar to nombre en la tierra; de los atamientos de la mar Oceana, que estaban cerradas con cadenas tan fuertes le dió las Haves.

THE PEARL.

BY GRETTA.

PART FIRST.

Come, maiden with the glowing cheek,
Bright maiden with the sunny glance,
Let us yon leafy bower seek

And leave awhile the festive dance.
Let the music rise and fall and float,
Eddying in many a rippling note,
And the dancers whirl in the dizzy round
Led by the fairy troops of sound;
Let the laugh ring out right merrily
And the bright lips quiver with repartee,—
But we will leave the noise and glare
To seek the purer open air;

For the still cold moon, the calm pale stars,
High throned above all mortal jars,
The solemn night, and the dewy air
Wet with the tears of spirits at prayer-
Earnestly praying for this dull earth,

Where their mortal bodies had their birth-
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My partial eye, oh maiden bright,
Has rested on thee all this night;
It marked thy cold, averted look,
It marked the mien that ill could brook
That one should seek thy side,
And, though uncall'd, unwelcome there,
Still whisper the forbidden prayer

That thou wouldst be his bride.
It saw thee turn in scorn away,
To waste thy smiles on one more gay-
And it saw the poisoned, rankling dart
Pass through and through that lone one's heart,
As you gaily laugh'd-"No art is thine
To win this young warm love of mine."

Thou call'st this lover eold and stern
And solemn as a funeral urn,
But ah! thine eye has not discerned
The truth that in his heart has burned,
Like the bright lamp whose constant ray

Glows ever in the inmost shrine,
Seen but by those, who day by day

Pray where its faint beams shine. Then, lady, listen, while I sing About a maiden fair,

Who was, like thee, in life's young spring, Like thee as strange to care.

Come rest awhile, and lend thy smile

A moment to my strain,

Ere in yon room, like soft perfume,
It falls on all again.

In the olden time, the olden time,
When earth was in her summer's prime ;
And the stars that lend their silvery gleam
Were nearer men than now they seem;
When all was bright as childhood's day;
And life was one immortal May;
And the young roses, withered now,
Were fresh as morning's cloudless brow;
And old romance that 's only known
In these dull days by carved stone,
Or canvass, or remembered song,
Was then as vigorous as young;
When fairies lived in every dell;
And spirits guarded every well;
And angels blessed the solitude,
And drowned the shadows of the wood

In floods of radiance rained from heaven;
And blessings were to mortals given
Now all unknown-sweet interviews
With the celestial hosts that use
To bathe in that melodious river
O'er heavenly plains that murmurs ever,
And foretastes of that sweet Elysian
Caught now and then in blissful vision,
And converse with the mighty powers
Who rule this universe of ours-
Then in morning's balmy hour

A virgin roved adown the vale
Near where a castle's rock-built tower
Gave out its banner to the gale.
Oh she was fair, this youthful maid,

Her dark eyes beained with hope and glee, Her step was light along the glade,

Her song as woodland warbler's free; And when Aurora's rosy ray

Poured o'er the scene the flush of day,

She seemed like Hebe, young and bright,
When first she to the gods was given,
Bathed in the glorious golden light,

Of Greece's old Olympian heaven.
Close at her side a manly youth
Walk'd pensively because, in sooth,

He loved, and was not loved again,
No gentle smile of greeting shone
When he appeared, to lure him on,
Or soothe his bosom's pain;
When absent, still no gentle tone
Would sadly ask where he had gone,
And had his spirit left the earth

A sigh would scarce have chid the mirth.

But, like the star whose constant ray Beams ever o'er the Norseman's plains, Nor heeds the host that far away

Watch o'er the flowery South's domains, So he, for weary days and years,

Had hovered near this cold one's side, His bosom torn with hopes and fears, The rivalry of Love and Pride. And when at last his struggling heart, No more could act this silent part; And pent up Love refused to dwell A prisoner in his secret cell; And words broke forth, tho' all too cold, To tell what had been never toldOh how the jerring laugh he heard The deep founts of his being stirred,' Though she who scorned that love to share Knew nothing of the conflict there.

And why was this? The youth was brave, Of noble race, but cold and grave

In midst of jollity;—

He could not, like the conrtly throng,
Flatter with false and flippant tongue,

Nor, like the roving bee,

From each bright flower-lip snatch a kiss,
Then fly to seek a newer bliss,
To dally with as short a time:-

He would have deemed such roving crime,
When once his constant heart had bowed

To her, as to a saint divine, Though scarcely marked amid the crowd

That pressed around the shrine.

Yet sometimes in a darkened hour,
(For storms will shake the fairest flower,)
When friendships words were doubly dear,
Because they stayed the gushing tear;
When all the gilded throng had gone
Save he who then was ever near
With softer tread and gentler tone ;-
Silent she'd wonder why he stay'd,
And why his own her sorrows made,
And why, when any spoke her name,
The crimson flush like lightning came;
But still as soon as sunshine gleamed,
And hope and gladness on her beamed,
And those who fled in hour of pain,
The fawning throng, returned again,
She would not heed that constant eye,
But like the world, would pass it by.
Oh maidens fair! when will ye learn
How worthless oft are glittering things?
When will ye pause awhile and turn,
And leave the gleam the meteor flings
For a less dazzling, constant ray,
That will not fade so soon away?
By the dream of Beauty's spell,
By the woe I may not tell,

By the secret sorrows known
Only to His ear alone

In yon heaven's starry cope,
By the silent death of hope,
By the young cheek's faded bloom,
By the darkness of the tomb,
Trust not, trust not glittering things!
Ere the soul around them clings,

Look beneath the surface fair

If true gold be hidden there!

Now turn we again to the maiden fair
Who roved in the olden time,
Amid the beauties rich and rare

Of that soft summer clime,
And him who pensive by her side,
Walk'd sadly, softly on,

Though, had he listened to his pride,
She would have been alone.
Still on, o'er dewy fields they passed,

All bright with morning's gleam,
Until they came and stood at last

By a dark and sullen stream.
Onward it roll'd in its rapid course
With no play of dancing waves,
And no music but the murmur hoarse
In its deep and gloomy caves.
And here the maiden paused awhile,
And turned to the youth with a merry smile,
And said: "See'st thou this stream?
Mark! how it darkly rolls along,
Amid these fields of light and song,

Without one sunny gleam
Upon its cold, repulsive face.
No dashing waves in sparkling grace
Play on its sullen tide;

But deep it is, and cold, they say,
As it rolls on its onward way,
While other waters glide

With light and song and laughter gay
To the far-off glorious deep away.

"See'st thou this stream? E'en such art thou
Yes, thou! Look! all is bright;
For day, upon the mountain's brow,
Has oped the gates of light.

And every thing that feels its kiss

Rejoices in its radiant beams,
Except this tide, and, as it is,

To me thy spirit seems.
Thou art the stream-and other men
The light, the flowerets fair,
The dew, the birds in yonder glen—
Oh! all things sweet and rare.
But darkly rolls this dreary tide
Cold, distant, and alone;
Say! what has it to win a bride
And clasp her for its own?"

The listening youth no answer gave,
But stood and mused awhile,
Till softly o'er his face so grave,

There broke a pensive smile.
"Then seek again," he cried, "this shore,
To-night, when the moon is high.
Come, but this once, if never more,

And hear my heart's reply!

I'll meet thee when the heavens gleam
With myriad spangles sown-
I am, I am like the stern deep stream!"
And he turned away alone.

PART SECOND.

Twas eve, and the cheek of the West was pale;
And the fairies began their glee;

And the moon's light boat was launched to sail
On her blue and boundless sea;
And here and there a glimmering spark
Gleamed on that ocean's breast,
A beacon star hung out to mark

An island of the blest.

And again the maiden lonely roved

By the banks of the distant stream, And again the voice that was not beloved

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Dispelled her spirit's dream.

Queen of my soul, have you come ?" it said,

Have you come in your beauty's pride,

A glance from your bright, glad eyes to shed
On me, the sullen tide?

Then listen, ere the last adieu

From the heart that has loved so long and true

Falls softly on thine ear;

For never lady, never more

May I tread again this pebbly shore,

Then hear I pray thee, hear!

I have been to the depths of this cold, deep stream,
My feet have its deep ooze pressed,

And lo! in its caverns I caught the gleam
Of a PEARL within its breast.

I struggled, I fought with the swelling waves,
That flung me back from their golden caves,
But I would have entrance there,
For I saw the gem on its secret shrine,
And I knew if I battled it must be mine,
And thou, in thine ebon hair,

Might'st wear a sign that this lonely stream,

Deep in in its breast has treasures rare, Though not for the worldly eye they gleam Which never may know they slumber there.

"Lady I've proved, and I know its worth,
Rich, rich, is the sullen tide!
Though it sweeps along to the eyes of earth
In dark and scornful pride.

But well I know where its treasures rest,

For its depths are revealed to me.

And the Pearl that I won from its inmost breast, I kneel to offer thee!"

And he laid in her palm, on his bended knee,

A

gem, like a gleam of light;

It glowed in its beauty tremblingly
Like a beam from the lamp of night.
'Twas soft as the look when woman's eye
Is raised from things below;
Pure as the tear which gives reply
When her heart is touched with woe.

And the maiden fair, with the ebon hair,
Gazed on the quivering ray,

But her throbbing breast the truth confessed
That her thoughts were far away,
Summoning from the chambers vast
Of the silent, but all-recording Past,
Memories of many a gentle deed,
And tender care in the hour of need,
And the changeless love of neglected years;—
And the gem was dewed with her gushing tears.
She gazed in the depths of his earnest eyes,—
Clear as the blue of the summer skies,-
And she saw the Pearls of his spirit hid
Deep in his inmost heart.

Now as he softly rose unhid,

And turned him to depart,

She saw that he was like the rolling streamRich, rich in gems of worth,

Though hidden deep they might never gleam

For the careless eyes of earth.

And these she felt she had flung away
For the tinsel glitter, the sparkle gay,

Though in their living shrine,

Lit by her smile, they would stand revealed, As in a gloomy mine

The treasures that were all concealed

Gleam where the torches shine.

She spoke, and her glowing cheek was wet 'Neath the veil of its floating curls,

"Ah! go not now!—can I forget

That the lonely stream has Pearls ?"

And she silent gave, and he trembling pressed Her hand as the lily fair,

While she laid the Pearl on her throbbing breast And let it linger there!

Ho! maiden with the ruddy cheek,

Bright maiden with the merry glance,
Come, it is time the throng to seek,

To join the festive dance.
Ha! lingerest thou to think awhile
Upon my foolish lay,

Oh come, I only craved a smile,

Come, loiterer, come away. But if thou wilt retain a part, Remember, maiden fair,

There's many a Pearl in the still deep heart, If we would but seek them THERE!

Baltimore, June, 1849.

RICHARD SAVAGE.

BY H. T. TUCKERMAN.

The distinction of civilized society is that human life is systematic, and the natural effect of those circumstances which, in any degree, except an individual from its usual routine and responsibilities, is to induce the impulsive action and precarious expedients that belong to wild races. In the world of opinion and habit we occasionally see those who, goaded by misfortune or inspired by an adventurous temper, break away from the restraint which custom ordains and by hardihood in action or extravagance of sentiment, practically isolate themselves from nearly all the social obligations acknowledged by mankind. Indeed every human pursuit may be said to have its respectable and its vagabond followers. In trade these extremes are obvious in the merchant and the pedlar; -in the church, we have the bishop and the field-preacher; and in literature, the author who devotes the leisure that intervenes between the care of his estates and

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