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9stt1 yS, With hcT countless SaaI5s anu tic I0CIy

 fampaits ol her shores. It Is not the North

 asstii 1er thousand villages and her naryesthome Win her frontiers and lakes and tie ocean Il Is not tie ss est. with iorest-sea and inland Ilsles, with her luxuriantexpanses, clothed in heI yerdant corn, with her beautiful Ohio, and heI

 majestic Missouri. Norris il yet the South, opu. lent ii the mimic SHOW of the cotton, ln the rich lplantatons ot the rustllng cane, and in the gol- den robes oi the rice field. What are MeSe 5al

 saster anstaesof he gredter, better, oher fapt- l3LY, OUR COUNTRY? l come not here to speak

 tfe aleet, or to give the counsels of the pdtrio. statesman. But como patriot scholar 10 yin dleate the rights and to plead for the interests et American Literature. And be assured, gen

 tlenen, that we cannot, patriot scholars, think loo highly of that country, to sacrifice too much

 for her. And let us never forget. rather remem-

 Der with religious awe, that tde union Of these

 otakes ds Indispensable to literature, as it is te our national independence and civil liberties, to our prosperity, happiness and improvement. If, Indeed, We desire to behold literature like that. winch has seulptufcd, with such energy of ex-

 Pfesslon, which has painted 50 faithfully and yi-

 Yidly, the crimes, the vices, the foles of ancient

 and modern Europe;if if we desire that our land should furnish for the orator and novelist. for

 the painter and poet, age after age, the wild

 and romantic scenery of war; the glitterIng

 march of armies and the reyelry of the camp:

 the shrieks and blasphemes, and all the horiors oi the battles-fieId the desolation of the har-

 vest, and the burning cottage; the storm, the sack, the ruin of cities; if we desire to unchaih

 the furious passions of jealousy and sellishness, ot hatred, revenge and ambition, those lions that

 now sleep harmless in their dens; if we desire.

 that the lake, the river, the ocean, should blush

 Wlththe blood of brothers ;that thevery mountain

 tops should become altaFs for the sacrifice of

 brothers; if We desire that these, and such as

 tFiese-the elements to an incredible extent, ol theliterature of the old world should be the ele-

 ments of our literature, then, but then only, lei

 us huFl from its pedestal the majestic statue oi our union, and scatter its fragments all over the land. But, if ws eovat for oaf country the no- blest, purest, loyeliest literature the world has ever seen, such literature as shall honor God and bless mankind; literature whose smiles might play upon an angels face, whose tears would not stain all angels eheelS;' then let Us cling to the union of those States, with patri. F ot7s love, with scholars enthusiasm, with a christian's hope in her heavenly character, as a holocaust seffsacrifced to God at the height oi her glory, as the ornament of q free, educated peaceful, Christian people. faaerican Litera-

 ture nil find aa tue intellectual spirit is her ge,3

 tfee of hfe, and Aaat Unioa ke7. .garden of para- dise.