What nation presents such a spectacle as ours, of a confederated
government, so complicated, so full of checks and balances, over such a
vast extent of territory, with so many varied interests, and yet moving
so harmoniously! I go within the walls of the capitol at Washington, and
there, under the star-spangled banners that wave amid its domes, I find
the representatives of three territories, and of twenty-four nations,
nations in many senses they may be called, that have within them all the
germ and sinew to raise a greater people than many of the proud
principalities of Europe, all speaking one language--all acting with one
heart, and all burning with the same enthusiasm--the love and glory of
our common country,--even if parties do exist, and bitter domestic
quarrels now and then arise. I take my map, and I mark from whence they
come. What a breadth of latitude, and of longitude, too,--in the fairest
portion of North-America! What a variety of climate,--and then what a
variety of production! What a stretch of sea-coast, on two oceans--with
harbors enough for all the commerce of the world! What an immense
national domain, surveyed, and unsurveyed, of extinguished, and
unextinguished Indian titles within the States and Territories, and
without, estimated, in the aggregate, to be 1,090,871,753 acres, and to
be worth the immense sum of $1,363,589,69,--750,000,000 acres of which
are without the bounds of the States and the territories, and are yet to
make new States and to be admitted into the Union! Our annual revenue,
now, from the sales, is over three millions of dollars. Our national
debt, too, is already more than extinguished,--and yet within fifty-eight
years, starting with a population of about three millions, we have fought
the War of Independence, again not ingloriously struggled with the
greatest naval power in the world, fresh with laurels won on sea and
land,--and now we have a population of over thirteen millions of souls.
One cannot feel the grandeur of our Republic, unless he surveys it in
detail. For example, a Senator in Congress, from Louisiana, has just
arrived in Washington. Twenty days of his journey he passed in a
steam-boat on inland waters,--moving not so rapidly, perhaps, as other
steam-boats sometimes move, in deeper waters,--but constantly moving, at
a quick pace too, day and night. I never shall forget the rapture of a
traveller, who left the green parks of New Orleans early in March,--that
land of the orange and the olive, then teeming with verdure, freshness
and life, and, as it were, mocking him with the mid-summer of his own
northern home. He journeyed leisurely toward the region of ice and snow,
to watch the budding of the young flowers, and to catch the breeze of the
Spring. He crossed the Lakes Pontchartrain and Borgne; he ascended the
big Tombeckbee in a comfortable steam-boat. From Tuscaloosa, he shot
athwart the wilds of Alabama, over Indian grounds, that bloody battles
have rendered ever memorable.
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