Give any young man such a tour as this--the best he can make--and I am sure his heart will beat quick, when he sees the proud spectacle of the assemblage of the representatives of all these people, and all these interests, within a single hall. He will more and more revere the residue of those revolutionary patriots, who not only left us such a heritage, won by their sufferings and their blood, but such a constitution--such a government here in Washington, regulating all our national concerns--but who have also, in effect, left us twenty-four other governments, with territory enough to double them by-and-by--that regulate all the minor concerns of the people, acting within their own sphere; now, in the winter, assembling within their various capitols, from Jefferson city, on Missouri, to Augusta, on the Kennebec;--from the capitol on the Hudson, to the government house on the Mississippi. Show me a spectacle more glorious, more encouraging, than this, even in the pages of all history; such a constellation of free States, with no public force, but public opinion--moving by well regulated law--each in its own proper orbit, around the brighter star in Washington,--thus realizing, as it were, on earth, almost practically, the beautiful display of infinite wisdom, that fixed the sun in the centre, and sent the revolving planets on their errands. God grant it may end as with them! THE CRUISE OF THE DART. By S. B. Beckett. "There was an old and quiet man, And by the fire sat he; And now, said he, to you I'll tell Things passing strange that once befell A ship upon the sea."--_Mary Howitt._ "There she is, Ricardo," said I to my friend, as we reached the end of the pier, in Havana, while the Dart lay about half a mile off the shore,--"what think you of her?" "Beautiful!--a more symmetrical craft never passed the Moro!"