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EAOuSTG yISF, tue OHlceTS OA tue O0y0 OO. A mighty Ocean of Humanity, one Hundred Thousand at least, encountered and bounded ihe vision in fro0t and on each side, while high above all, with the western sun just g;paming over it's summit, the stately MONU- MENr rose in grand and graceful proportion |" the Heavens, piercing the cleudless azure with its majestic gray. lifting the swelling heart of patriotism to tOftieSt themes, yet al- most rebuking by it's calm sublimity the hur- riCd, eager IhrOng of life by which it was surruunded. Silence having a: length been commanded and partially obtained. Rev. Mir. ELLIS of Charleston addressed the Throne of Grnce in fcrvent prayer.

 IL was now rendered evident that the ac. commentators provided for the Reporters of the Press were utterly inadequate and un- suitable. Instead of being placed before the Orator, beside, or even behind him, a long board had been fitted up on the extreme south side of the platform, fifteen or twenty feet from the speaker, with a dense crowd intervening, many of them standing on the benches To add to the inconvenience, strong wind blew directly from the Reporters to the Orator, while continual and noisy scuffie was kept up over the heads and be- tween the Police and the Sovereigns below, who insisted on climbing up the outside to get on the platform, for which admirable facilities had been provided. And so amid an incessant outcry of Get down !' You must !! Officer, here' Sc. &c.,, twelve or fifteen Reporters, stationed from fifteen feet beside to thiIty feet angularly in the rear of Mr. Webster, were expected to report an O.. ration of which it was said that no written copy existed. We manage these things better i'm New York.

 MR. WEBsTER,rose to speak, but for time not one word in ten was audible at the sta- ton at the Reporters board which had been assigned us. Soon, however, most ot the Re porters deserted their places, which gave us an opportunity to move up nearly to the head ot the table, where we could hear about half the Orator said. Of this half we have pretty full notes but we shall not attempt to give the Grafton. It was over an hour and q half long, and the whole of it would nearly fill two pages of the Tribune. No tolerable Report of il was or could have been taken from our place. We believe MR. WEBSTER will himself aid in preparing an authentic report of it for the Boston Courier of the morning. We shall only give few of the passages which we were enabled to hear with tolerable distinctness-as follows:

 A public duty has been performed-a work of pat riossm and of gratitude is accomplished. That struc- ture, having it's broad foundations in soil which drank deeply of early Revolutionary blood, has at length reached it's destined night, and now lifts its summit to the clouds. ....... . .

 Afler brief exordium, Mir. w. proceeded to speak of the desigeers and founders of the Monument, the Societies which had directed or aided its construction, and of the eminent men who had given to the patriotic work their efforts anG their means. He paid Q feelin. tribute to the deceased, who consti- tuted by far the majority of them, but whose descendants were here present, and passed to the Revolutionary Soldiers. of whom he said |:

 And here. too. are some.a feeble remnant--of l775--a of them now far advanced in age who shar' ed in the dangers and gores of that memorial con- fct. They have outlived the storms of War-they have ouived the evils of an inefficient Government ening the Public Libery-lhey have Ouslived nearly all their contemporaries: but they bave not outlved and cannot ou;live. the everabidng gratitude os Free People Tremendous cheering) Heaven has no, allotted 10 our generation opportunity o rendering service like theirs. and manesng such devotion as

 they manifested in such cause as heirsi but It may becOmy us to praise actions that we cannot equa.- to cnMmenorale what we were not born to pc ertornl

 Yes, Bunker Hill Monument is completed. Here it stands Fortunate in the natural eminence on which n is paced-hgher infinitely in it's object and rise over the land and over the sea- of the people of Massachusetts. There it stands-a memorial of the Pasta monitor to the Present.-a landmark to all succeeding generations. If It had no other purpose than the creation ot work of Art,

 the granite of which it is composed had still slep. in

 it's native bed But it has purpose that gives n dg- nity. and causes us to look upon it with awe. It is that purpose which has enrobed it with grandeur-lt Is that purpose which seems to invest 1t with the at

 tributes ot great intellectual personage It ls itsel the great ORATOR of this occasion. (fhnnders of ap plause} It a not from my lips. nor could it be from any hUmaD lips. that the strain of eoqnence IS to flow pten 1O nt utude. The potent speaker stands moslon'ess before you! =.

 It is plain shaft--, bears no inscription fronting the rising sun, from which the future antiquarian shall be employed to wipe away the dust nor does the IT, sing sun awaken strains of music on its summlt but there it stands and the rising and at the setting of the sun, at the blaze of monday, and m the milder efulgence of lunar light, there it stands. It looksit speaks-it acts, to the full comprehension of every American citizen-it awakens the noblesl enthus. as % Seors us sns h Jone @ a"d the consequences resulting from the events ot that day to us, to eur country, and to the quences which we know are destined to rain infiu. ence the des,inies of mankind to the end of Time

 To.day-today 1t speaks 10 Ns It's future auditors will be the successive generations of men. As they rise up before it, and gather around it's base its speech shall be of courage and patriotismof Religion and Liberty-of Good Goyernment-of the renown of

 those who have sacrificed themselves 10 ihe good of Mankind. .... .t.'

 In the older world, many fabricks are still in exist. ence, reared by human hands whose object and his tory are lost in the darkness of ages They are now monuments of nothing, but the power and skill which constructed them. The mighty Pyramids, half buri- ed in the sands of Africa, have nothing to bring down and repor. but the power of Kings and ser ytude of people. If asked for any design or just Ob ieci or sentiment, or admonition-fo their instruct ion to mankind, flor any great end of their heing- they are slent-slen, as the millions who sleep in dust at their bases-sent as the catacomhs which surround them. Having thus no just object now known to mankind. though raised against the heav. ems, they excite no other emotions than those of strange wonder at such Msdrccli0N Of power. But