SEATSFIELD: 'Yes, Sir; but Boston and Philadelphia both fail in developing the true character-stamp-work (_character-stampfen-werk_) of the day. To see the Fourth of July in its glory, one should visit New-York. To my senses, which are uncommonly acute, there is a peculiar smell about the Fourth of July in New-York, which differs in toto from that of any other holiday.' 'In Boston we also have the perfume of lobsters and egg-pop blended with that of orange-peel and pine-apple----' SEATSFIELD: 'That, Sir, is but a feeble rationale of the New-York savor. I have often, in a jocose mood, amused myself with analyzing this odor. I have resolved it into the following elements: lobsters, gunpowder, trampled-grass, wheel-grease, and cigars. It is mainly to these ingredients, grafted upon the other ordinary city smells, that I attribute the Fourth of July smell.' 'There is one that you have failed to detect; namely, a faint whiff of barn-yards, owing I presume to the strong prevalence of farmers and other rustics from the surrounding country.' SEATSFIELD smiled at this, and acknowledged, in a laughing way, an occasional intimation of manure. 'Graffenburg,' I observed, 'is remarkably free from all strong odors; it is a very clean village.' SEATSFIELD: 'That, Sir, is owing to the water: depend upon it, wherever water prevails neatness will ensue. Temperance and cleanliness go hand in hand. The ancients were a filthy race, and they were great wine-bibbers. What a condition of personal and mental nastiness is divulged by HORACE in his 'Iter ad Brundusium;' yet HORACE was a choice specimen of a Roman gentleman.' 'Have you had any poets among you here? or is the hydropathic system too repugnant to their art?' SEATSFIELD: 'Our countryman, LONGFELLOW, was here not long since. I sat at table with him frequently; but never introduced myself to him.' 'Do you think highly of his powers?' SEATSFIELD: 'As a prolific generator of novel life-images, no; but as a vivid delineator of the inner-thought principle, as an artistical displayer of the higher subjective mood, he is of the very first class. I honor LONGFELLOW.' 'He is perhaps our smoothest versifier, next to HALLECK.' SEATSFIELD: 'Nay, he is the only one among us who can combine extreme polish and the utmost facility of flow with deep-seated reflection.' SEATSFIELD then quoted, with a sublime energy, from the celebrated 'Psalm of Life:' ''Not enjoyment and not sorrow Is our destined end or way, But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. 'In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of life, Be not like dumb driven cattle, Be a hero in the strife. 'Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant, Let the dead Past, bury its dead; Act, act in the glorious Present, Heart within and GOD o'er head.''