Lawrence are digging the grave of the Alligagny mountains—the mighty Andes—“Giant of the Western Star,” who now “Looks from his throne of clouds o’er half the world”— is silently and slowly suffering disintegration by the PLATA and AMAZON, committing its atoms to the depths of the Atlantic, thence to emerge, at some remote epoch, the habitation of races of animated beings that have no types, perhaps, in the present or past creations. Even the cloud-capt Himalaya, whose base extends over thousands of miles, feeds with its substance the insatiate mouths of the Indus, the Ganges, the Burrhampooter, and the Yrawaddy, whose turbid waves roll down to distant seas the alluvial tribute; themselves the unconscious ministers of an Almighty will! Thus it would appear that the _levelling_ principle is as operative in the _physical_ as in the _moral_ world—among mountains as well as among men. But there is one great and essential difference between the two. The Himalaya may require thousands of years longer to wear down than the Cordillera. This is merely a difference in time. But no time, or space, or circumstance can effect an equilibrium in the moral or intellectual world. If such a level could be obtained, it would instantly perish, or recede to a greater distance than ever. Equality of this kind, like Heaven’s bright bow— “Allures from far yet as we follow flies.” Equal right can never lead to equal might. But to return from this digression. How is it that the Helvetian and the Hollander, whose countries are the very antipodes of each other—whose manners, customs, and pursuits are as different as Alps are from sand-hills, should yet present a more striking similarity in one moral feature, than the inhabitants of any other two countries? Of all the nations of Europe, the Helvetians and Hollanders, inhabiting the highest and the lowest grounds in the world, are most enthusiastically attached to their native soils, and experience the greatest degree of nostalgic yearning when separated from home. The _amor patriæ_ of the Swiss is proverbial—that of the Dutchman is quite as strong, though not so well known. “The Hollander (says Mr. Chambers,) is bred up from his infancy to have the highest ideas of his “_Vaderland_”—of her people—her warriors—her wealth—her power. He is taught to consider this _Vaderland_ as standing highest in the rank of nations—that every thing belonging to her is _best_. He is an admirer, without being a benefactor of his country—a patriot without public spirit—contented and self-satisfied with his country and every thing belonging thereto.”