We have already spoken once or twice at some length of the value and interest of this exhibition. It addresses itself to the feelings of the rudest observer, and engages the imagination of the idlest visitor, by revealing, with amazing copiousness, the whole interior life and customs of a people singular and striking beyond the speculations of romance, and so separated by position, by distrust, and enmity, that no one has ever before seen what this man has sketched. To the philosopher, the philanthropist, the moralist, and the man of science, it presents matter equally attractive and important, in those higher regards with which they are conversant, with that which amuses the fancy of the rude. By all it will be found a storehouse of wonders, which will surprise the mind in present observation, and gratify the thoughts in all future recollection. ----*---- THE UNITED STATES GAZETTE. _Catlin's Indian Gallery._--I am grieved to see that this noble product of American genius is in a few days to leave its native soil, without any effective efforts having been made to ensure its permanent return. I did hope that individual disposition would be matured into common action, and that at any price a treasure so honourably, so peculiarly American, would be kept from passing into European hands. Is it _yet_ too late to avert such a result? Cannot we yet prevent such a spot upon our city's bright escutcheon? With what feelings will our descendants enter some department of the British Museum, or some _Palais_ or _Musée_ in the city of Bourbons, to see a treasure thus surrendered by their fathers? Can they boast of Catlin's _powers_ as a national glory? Others can point to the possession of the _fruits_ of them as our national disgrace. Whether in justice or in wrong, our treatment of the Indian nations has been a reproach to us through the world. Let it not be in a stranger's power to show how noble and how elevated a race we are thus accused of having injured. Let it not be said that while America has extirpated them from existence, France or England has preserved the only memorial of what they were. It is at all events yet in the power of each to _visit_ the collection in his own country. Let no man who bears the honoured name of an American fail to do so. He has no idea of what the rude forefathers of his forests were. He has never had Indian existence in its varied forms presented to him in such life-like reality, never before so much relating to this people so systematically brought together. In the labours of Catlin's hand and in the achievements of his pencil, we and our descendants must now look for the history of our national ancestry. ----*---- THE AMERICAN SENTINEL.