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" Yet were there crowd,, whose god-like actions claim A bright exemption from the list of shame; Who totIM mitired, ho risked their lives unfecd, Winning from grateful hearts their hallowed meed. 'twould peer tliu noble! on the scroll ol Fame) A son of ocean, whom the wind and foam Had nerv'd and hnrdea'd in his floating home, But left the heart that storm-clml'd breast con- cenl'd I as an infant's 'nsoth its rugged shield, woman's shriek, coiivuNive, wild and long: thousand echoes niHwcid in his own. wan nn oath, winch, it translated true. read a blessing, to the :il he tlew. I'ri. M , r 1 r r i i vinin ini irit'iii i- i.i-iKn twenty hands, and writhing in their clasp. fl rills ckiil I i i ( i 1 1 i f i i 1 1 i ril I 1 1 1 ' u'rii'ilLiiirr liirlit riiiiini hit mini!, ill mill II ii nil'., i'ui i. nun uueerinir inonL is iiui o inn . gallant seaman sprung, to save or die. a m ill -u i). ine aau-cnarr n neiuns ne trode. one wild instant, Agonized suspense next burst forth from 'ncath the noddling roof, 1151,1111 i mi lorm, ov iieaveu oiuue uuiiirer- proof) ' ' iiv jjwivi mi. i ill . MMWHIf 'IIIH lll-UUlllC niuiiim imam, ii inn i i- iin'-iini u in : subbing mother clasp'd her rescued prize, 111 slum f I ii ir lin i ill ii 'i I . llina In nrit nri' trim Lauded the deed not one bad dar'd to do. But he whose pastime 'twas to strive with death, Shrunk with a blush from Adulation's breath; And ere those hearty plaudits died in air, lu whom they greeted was no longer there." J. II Ml III u. hisc E 1. 1 . A X i : (lis, From the Saratoga Sentinel. BATTLE OF StltAI'OfiA, The following graphically simple narra tive, from the personal recollections of an eye-witness and participator) of the glorious series of events immediately preceding and attending the capture of Borjjoync forming what we must regard us the brightest page in American Hisury is from the pen of 111. M.vrrooN, Esq., of Amherst, Mass., an oilicer in the Revolutionary Army of the North one of the few yet spared to invigo rate tho patriotism and inspire the reveren tial gratitude of the existing and rising gene rations. The circuipstan.ee which awaken ed and drew forth these reminiscence are best explained by the lettei itself: Amlicrst, Mass., Oct. 7, 1835. Pniur Schuyler, Esa. Sir Yours of the 17th tilt., requesting me to nive you a detailed account ol the luittln of Saratoira. surrender of Gen. Bji- rrovne. &.c. was duly received. "When I left home on n visit to my friend Frost, at Union Village, it was my intention to have visited tho ground on which the nnnv of Gen Birirovne was met, and com- nolled to surrender. B it the absence Mr. Frost prevented. Hud I known, how ever, that a descendant of that venerable natriot and brave commander, Gen. Schuy ler, was living on the ground, I should have found means to nay him my respects. General Gates, indeed, obtained the honor of capturing Burgoyno and his army; but let me tell you, sir, that it was mote through the wise and prudent counsels of your brave and distinguished ancestor, and tho onnrw nnd intrepidity of Generals Lincoln nnd Arnold, than through the ability and fnresiirht of GatCS. In my narrative, I shall confine myself to what transpired from the 7th to the 17th October, 1777, both days included. This will necessarily lead me to cofrect the state moni of Gen. Wilkinson, and a Mr. Buel in vnnr neighborhood, respecting the fill of r,ftn . Frazicr. Bv confounding the two ac tions of the 19th of September and 7th of October, neither of them is correctly des r.ribed. Tho action of the 19th of September cem menced about ten o'clock, A. M , and con tinned during the dav, each army alternate lv advancing and retiring. Ofl that day Col. Morgan posted a uumber of his riflemen to take off the officers as they ;ppeared out of the woods; bot no such posting ot ntle mnn occurred on the 7th October, Gen Wilkinson to the contrary notwithstanding On the 7th of October, the American army was posted with their right wing rest ine on the North river, and their left extend inir on to Bemis' Heights; Generals Nixon nnd Glover commanding on the right, Lin coin the centre, and Morgan and Lamed thn InA. The British army, with its left restinn on the river, commanded by Phil Jips; their centre by Gep. Redheiacl, and the extreme right, extending to the heights, was commanded by Lord B ilcurras, where ho was strongly furtitiod. Their light troops were under the command of Gen. Frazier and 1. 1. ut. Auckland. About one o'clock of this day, two signal guns were fired on the left of the British army, which indicuted a movement. Our troops were immediately put under arms, and the lines syinned. At this juncture. Gens. Lincoln and Arnold rode with great speed towards the enemy's lines. While thoy were absent, the picquct guards on both sides w ere engaged near the river. In about half an hour, Generals Lincoln and Arnold returned to head-quarters, where many of the officers collected to hear their report, Gen. Gates standing at the door. (ion. Lincoln says: "Gen Gates, the firing at the river is merely a feint; their object is your left. A strong force of 1500 men are marching circuitously to plant themselves on yonder height. That point must be defended, or your camp is in dan ger." Gates replied, "I will send Morgan with his riflemen, and Dearborn's infantry." Arnold says: "That is nothing; you must send a strong force." Gates replied: "Gen. Arnold, I have nothing for you to do; you have no business here." Arnold's re ply was reproachful and severe. Gen. Lincoln savt : " You must send a trong force to support Morgan and Dear- orn, at least three regiments." Two regiments from Gen. Larned's brig- do and one from Gen. Nixon's, wore then dercd to that stutiou, and to defend it at II hazards. Generals Lincoln and Arnold nmcdiately left the encampment, and pro- ceded to the enemy's lines. In a tew minutes, Capt. Furnival s com pany of artillery, in which I was lieutenant, was ordered to march towards the fire, which had now opened upon our picquet in out, the picquct consisting of about dOO men. wmie wo were marching, the whole line, from the river up to our picquet or front, was engaged. We advauced to a eight of ground which brought the enemy n view, where wo opened our fire. But ic enemvs's guns, eight in number, and much heavier thun ours, rendered our posi tion untenable. We then advanced into the line of in fantry. Here Lieut. M'L ine joined me. In our front there was a field of corn, in which the Heusians were secreted. On our ad- ancing towards the corn-field, a number of men rose up and hrcd upon us. JV1 Lane was severely wounded. While I was re moving him from the field, the tiring still continued without abatement. During this time, a tremendous firinj was heard on our lett. We poured in upon them, our canistor-shot as fast as possible, nd the whole line from left to right, became warmly engaged, the smoke was very ense, and no movements could be seen; but as it soon arose, our infantry appeared to be slowly retreating, and the Hessians lowly advancing, their officers urging them on wi.ii their hangers. Just at this moment, on elderly man, with a long hunting gun. coming up, I said to him, " Daddy, the infantry mus'nt leave me 1 shall he cut to pieces." He replied, " I'll give them another gun " The smoke then rising again, several officers, led by a general, appeared moving to the northward, tho rear of the Hessian line. The old man, at mat instant, discharged lus gun, md the general officer pitched forward on the neck of his horse, and instantly they all wheeled about, the old man observing, " I ive killed that officer, let him be win he will. I replied. " iou nave, una u is a ener.il officer, and by his dress I believe it is trazier. White they were turning about, three of their horses dropped down; but their further movements were thou con cealed by tho smoke. Here I will offer the reasons why I think this officer was Gen. I raster, and that he was killed by the shot of this cj I man. In the first place, the distance, by actual moi- gurement, was within the reach of a gun. For the next morning, a dispute arising about the distance, some contending that it was eight rods, and others fifteen, two res pectable sergean's, both of whom have since been genera's in the nulilia ot Massachu setts, lioaruman aim Lazed were selected to decide the dispute by pacing the ground. They did so, and found the distance trom the stump where the old man stood to the spot where the horses fell just twelve rods. In the next place, tho officer vrtis shot through the body from the left to right, as was afterwards ascertained. Now, from his relative position to the posted riflemen, he could not have been shot through in this direction, but they must have hit him in front. Moreover, the riflemen could not have seen liim, on account of the smoke in which he waB onveloped. The troops continuing warmly engaged, Col. Johnson's regiment coming up, threw in a heavy fire, and compelled the Hessians to retreat. Upon this, wo advanced with a shout of victory. At tho same time Auck land's corps gavo way. We proceeded but a snort distance betore we came upon four pieces of brass cannon, closely surrounded by the dead and dying; at a few yards further, we came upon two more. Advancing a little lurther, we were met by a fire from tho British infantry, which proved very fatal to one of Colonel Johnson's companies, in which were killed one sergeant, one corporal, fourteen pri vates, and about twenty were wounded. They advanced with a quick step, firing as thev came on. We returned them a brisk fire of canister shot, not allowing our- snlves time even to spunge our pieces. In a short time they ceased firing, and ad vanced upon us with trailed arms. At tin. juncture, Arnold came up with a part of Brooks' regiment, nnd gave them a most deadly firo, which soon caused tlwm to face about, and retreat with a quicker step than they advanced. The firing had now principally ceased on our left, but was brisk in front and on the right. At this moment, Arnold nya to Col. Brooks (late Governor of Massachu setts) " Let us attack Balcarras' works." Brooks replied " No. Lord Aucklanl's de tachment has retired there; we can't carry them." " Well, then, let us attack the Hes sian lines." Broo! s replied, " With all my heart." We all wheeled to the right, and advanced. No fire was received, except from the cannon, until we got within tbout eight rods, w hen we received a tremendous fire from tho whole lino. But few of our men, however, fell. Still advancing, we re ceived a second fire, in which a few men fell, and Gen. Arnold's horse fell under him, and he himself was wounded. He cried out, " Rush on, my brave boys." After re ceiving the third fire, Brooks mounted their works, swung his sword, and the men rush ed into their works. When we entered the works, we found Col. Bremen dead, sur rounded by a number of his companions, dead or wounded. We pursued them slow ly, the fire, in the mean time, decreasing. Night-fall now put an end to this day's bloody contest. During the day, we had taken eight cannon, and broken the centre of the enemy's lines. We were ordered to rest, until relieved from the camps. The gloom of the night, the groans and shrieks of the wounded and dying, and tho horrors of the whole scene baffle all description. Under cover of this night (the 7th) the British army changed their position, so that it became necessary to reconnoitre the ground. While Gen. Lincoln was doing this he was severely wounded, so that his active services were lost b the army, during that campaign. A powerful rain commenced about 11 o'clock, which contiuued without abatement till the morning of the 9th. In this time, information came that Gen. Bur goyne had removed his troops to Saratoga. At nine o'clock, A. M., of October 8th, Capt. Furnival received orders to march to the river, to cross the floating bridge, nnd repair to the fording place, opposite Sarato ga, where we arrived at dusk. There we found Gen. Bailey, of New Hampshire, with about 900 men, erecting a long range of fires, to indicate the presence of a large army. 1 he British troops had covered the opposle heights with their fires. In the early part of the evening, Col. Mosely arrived with his regiment of Massa chuselts militia, when our company was di reeled by Gen. Bailey to make a show of our held-pieces at the river. We soon ex tinguished their lights. Then we were or dcred to pass the Battcnkifl river, and erect works there during the night. In tho morn ing, v e perceived a number of officers on the stairs, and on the east side of the house, on the hill, a hide north of the Battenkill river, apparently surveying our situation and works. My captain being sick at the time, I lev elled our guns, and with such effect as to disperse them. We took the house to be their head-quarters. We continued our fire till a nineortwelve-pounder was brought to bear upon us, nnd rendered our works useless! Next we were ordered to repair in haste to Fort Edward, to defend the ford ing place. Colonel Moseley's regiment ac companied us. Some slight works were thrown up by us; and while thus employed, a number of British officers appeared on the opposite side of the river. We endeavored to saluto them according to their rank. They soon disappeared. During this day (tho 10th) we captured 50 Indians, and a large number of Cana dians and Tories. We remained at Fort Edward till the morning of the 13th. Being then informed of the armistice which had been agreed upon, w e were ordered to re turn to our position on the Battenkill, and repair our works. Here we remained till the morning of the 17th, when we received orders to repnir to Gen . Gates' head-quarters on the west side of the river. As we passed along, wo . saw the British army piling (not stacking) their arms; the piles of arms extending from Schuyler's creek northward nearly to the house on the hill before mentioned. Tho range of piles ran along the ground west ot the road then travelled, and east of the canal, as, 1 am in formed, it now runs. Just below the island we pas&ed the river, and came to Gen. Gates' markec, situated on a level piece of ground, from 135 to 150 rods south ot Schuyler's creek. A little south and west of this, thirc is a rising ground, on which our army was posted, in order to appear to the best advantage. A part ot it was also ndvuutagcously drawn up on the east side of the river. About noon on the 17th, Gen. Burgoyne, with a number of his officers, rode up near to the markee, in front of which Gen. Gates was sitting, at tended by with many of his officers. The sides of the markee were rolled up, so that all that was transacted might be soon. Gen Burgoyne dismounted and approached Gen. Gates, who" rose nnd stepped forward to meet him. Gen. Burgoyne then delivered up hit sword to Gen. Gates, who received it in his left hand, at the same time extending his right hand to take the right hand ol Gen Burgoyne. After a fow minutes' conversation, Gen. Gates returned the sword to Gen. Burgoyne, who received it in he most graceful and gentlemanly manner. The rest of Bur goyne's officers then delivered up their swords, and had them restored to them like wise. They then all repaired to the table, and were seated; and while dining, the prisoners were passing by. After they had all passed by, a number of us went in search of a gun which was upon a carriage the day previous to the 17th, near what was culled the Heasiauj burying ground. B it the tracks of the car riage were so confused, and the stench from the dead bodies was so offensive, tfeat the search was discontinued. Thus I have replied to your inquiries, as far as my recollection extend. I should be very happy to meet you, and spend a day or two in walking over the battle-ground, and entering into other particulars concern ing that engagement, which, however, are of minor importance. With much esteem, I am, dear sir, your', E. MATTOON. From tho Portland ' lvertiser. BROOKS' LETTERS. THINGS IN SWITZERLAND. Pats, Sept. 1, 1836 This place is Payern in French, and Pe- terf ingen in Ger man and as the people, tho peasantry about here and beyond here, speak neither French uor German, but a confusion of both, a horrid mtois. I am deaf again, deafer than ever: and deafness and dumbness arc one and the same thing in the matter ot larvmage, 1 am very sure . 1 have to use my fingers and hands, and do them up in the form of a cup and flourish them about my mout, , before I can set even a drink of water. After all, there is not so much use in the tongue, remembering what a trouble it is at times in its miscbiev ms waggery, and seeing that you can get along without it. I will take lessons cf Gullaudct however, before I recommence pedestrian- ism in the southern part of the Swiss Can- tuns. 1 do not know why I stopped at Petcrlin- gen, for it is not remarkable for any thing, un less it be that nine butzen (about twenty-five cents) pay for your dinner in which is in cluded a good bottle of red wine. The Dil igence, however, was going on in the night and the gens cTarmct were bothering me a- boUt my passport, which, perhaps, brought me to the halt a day or more. I came in company with a young German, whom chance put in compunwith me on-the out er seat of a Swiss Diligence, but who, un fortunately for our companionship, did not know a word of French. In vain we tried to talk with any pleasure, till 1 at last re membering my old success with the young German at Baden Beden after question ing him if he could speak "Etpuptole," which I did, through a conversation book which I have in the five chief European languagess and hearing as an answer "no." I popped hun the question, "Do you speak latin, sirf I found he did, and with a fluen cy surprising to me for ho had twentv . , i woras ai comiiiaiiu to my one and so rap idly did he ejaculate them when his mouth wos opened, that I spirited up my ears of ten to translate his sound of the letter into the sound which my ear had been accustom ed to; though a practice in college, of chat tin, Latin often, for the purpose of conceal mg what I was suymg, has given mo a com mand of words far better than my knowl edge ot the languages entitLs me to have The idea of thus exchanging thoughts is so very novel to me, that I cannot avoid recor ding it. But twice in my whole life, I be lieve. I have never found any such real service for the Latin language but the pleasure twice derived trom such an inter change ot thought as this, has recompensed me tor all the dull hours ot study, even it Latin was not of every day service time I take a pen to write my own language. Among our other companions in the body of the Diligence, were a Dane and an Ital ian, with sonic chattering I leiiclnnen, who made the coach ring their own conversation. Babel tho tower of Babel I mean was, or ought to have been built about here, some where or other, for I verily believe the peo ple use a few of the scraps of all the tongues in the world. My studies in the English Yorkshire dialect seem to profit me most when my fingers will convey my ideas. However, I get along very well in the ex cursion I made around Morat, and ihe A venticum of the Romans, the French A ten ches, and the German Wiplisburg of the present day. See the contusion into which the barbarians threw geography. 1 he glo rious triumph of Swiss valor under the walls of Morat, led me there and if I could not see the trophy of Burgundian bones the monumental ossuary Helvetian courage in its lustrous days had won, wherewith to pile up there, and which Burgundian legions, to wipe away disgrace, had swept away when France was in its phrenzy I saw the obe lisk in its stead, and I stood upon the sacred ground. The slaughtered host whose blood has often dyed the Rhine. I now stopped to think on that historic river; but here is a field where liberty has been defended, and what American can forget to see it in his wan derings? Avenches, too, is not without its interest as a Roman capital of other days. Who would think that what was unco a city, w ith its porticoes, and Corinthian columns, its baths and aqueducts, could be so mournful ly reduced! Hero was that famous epi taph some Englishman has bought it of Julia Alpinula, the young Aventian priest ess, who died soon alter a vain attempt to save her father, condemned to death as a traitor by Aulus Caccina "the Julia" tho devoted daughter "breaking her heart over a father's grave," whom Byron, in a stanzas of his Child Harold, has made so celebrated. With some truth did Byron say, "I know of no human composition so affecting as this, nor a history of deeper in terest." I do not like the view of these ru ined cities, there is su:h a sad melancholy in the thoughts about them. Think of the grass, the gardens, the orchards; here over ainplntneatres ann srreets, wnere once ves pian trod in triumph! Think of using Ro man ruins to build wails, houses, chateaux now ! I never see such things without an awe of the past. The links that such things are with that high-souled people whose le gions threosUd even the dark glens of Scot land, vibrate, as if touched by some electric spark. The visions I have formed of his tory are lit, and kindled up, and sparkle so I fancy. Oh would that our streams and our mountain oaks could apeak, and tell us what they were! Ala, that that mytholo gy is only false which gave a tongue to bills and streams: tor whala story we then might hear of what was done ere Hon . r lived, or I Iliads were spoken! I never be fore felt how blank this blank is in the new world of ours. But as I have said before, the Future is for us. Our eye must kindle upon that. The past is here. - Peterlingen horrid name! much better though man many fools are giving to Amer ican towns, when they make an Athens, Rome, or London of them to Peterlingen, how did I come? Freybourg, the capital of the Cantons of that name was the first town of importance we entered into, after leaving Bierne. The way is rather hilly mountainous somewhat, but the road, like all the roads, was excellent. A century to come, will bring us up with the continent, in the making of roads. Pretty little vallies were peeping out, every town we made and every pass we surmounted. The Swiss cottages were sprinkled over them, like flowers upon the trophied urcb for valley here is often so hemmed in by mountains sides, that it costs no fancy to convert them to the arch that the clouds are vaulting. English neatness about the doors is all the Swiss cott ige needs to make it perfect. But as our farmers sin, so sin the Swiss. Ver mont is much like many parts of Switzer land. 1 he tarms are smaller here, the cul tivation better, but the country is ever re minding ine of the mountainous region of Vermont. If Vermont 1iad some Alpine glaciers, an American need never cross the ocean to see Switzerland. The traveller knows when he is approaching Preybourg, ot which i have just spoken, by the beauti ful country houses in its superbs. Art and Taste have adorned its environs, as all over Switzerland iu the environs of all the cities, Hermitages have been cut in the rocks that overhang the raads and rivers. Fantastic bowers are built. Stained glass I marked it the windows of one, was given a party a many-coloured view of the town, yet over the river. The walks were neat and pret ty. The promenades were attended to. The Swiss peasant girl here appeared in new costume, in a wide overshadowing bonnet that she with difficulty kept on her head. How is it, that tlie women are beau tiful all classes, high and low? which but a walk of a few minutes in the streets, will soon convince the traveller of. The greatest curiosity perhaps there is in Freybourg f, the suspension bridge over a chasm 160 French feet deep, through which the river runs, of a single arch 900 French feet in length. The bridge over tho streets of Menai in England under which ships can sail, is a wonder a wonder, per haps, of the work! but it is not a greater, if so great a wonder as this : for this over such a chasm, and it it made of wire, not a bit of material in it that is not of wire the covering excepted! My heart almost leap ed into my mouth, as our monstrous diligence rumbled over it; but although the wires will quiver a little, it is as safe as the granite columns on the sh re, on which the wires hang. It is so beautiful too, that one is nev er weary of Looking at it. It seems as if the fairies had been at work there, weaving tiny wires, to play them in the air. Ano ther curiosity is the Cathedral here, the principal to which shows something of the spirit of the age in which it was construct ed; for there is a tablet there, which repre sents the demons precipitating sinners into the very flames of hell. A Jesuits' College is here huge reservoirs, a grand fountain, a Lyceum, and Gymnasium; but stop, stop, tor I am but making a catalogue. I oward sunset, 1 lett t reybourg. If the air had not been chilly and cold, perhaps should have been awakened by what I now remember was the pretty scenery all a round, as the last rays of the sun fell upon the snowy sides of the Alps, with the Jura on the right and the rich vallies between. But no man can be enthusiastic when cold or hungry for cold and hunger are sad dampers upon the effervesences of the feel ings. Even Mont Blanc, in his "diadem of snow," with "the avalanche in his hand," did net stir me, though at another time, this first glimpse ot 'the monarch of mountains," might Lave awakened whatever of spirit there was within me. O Peterlingen, bles sed Peterlingen, ugly as is your name, you gave us an excellent supper and a better bed and what is icy Mount Blano, compa- rad with retemngen wine 7 B. A Goon Anrcdotk. As the good deacon A., on a cold morning in January, was riding by the house of his neigbor F., the latter was chopping wood and threshing his hands at his door. Ihe usual salutations were exchanged, the severity of the weather briefly discussed, and the horsemnn'madc demonstration of passing on, when his neigh bor detained him with, " Don t bo in a hur ry, deacon; wouldn't you like a glass of good old Jamaica this cold morning? " 1 hank you kindly, said the old gentle man, at the same time beginning to dis mount with all the deliberation becoming a doacon, " I don't care if I do." Ah, don't trouble yourself to get on, deacon, said the wag, " merely asked for information, we havent a drop ot rum in the bouse." Ehi Jessamine. We are told that, be fore its arrival in France, the jessamine so journed in Italy ; a duke of Tuscany was its iirai possessor; lonuenieu oy envy, mis r . . t l . . duke wished to enjoy alone so charming a possession, and forbade the gardener t give away a single stalk a single flower The gardener would have been faithful had he never known love; but he p epaela bouquet, for the birth-day of his mistress, and, to make it still more precious, added a branch of jessamine. The young girl, to preserve the freshness of this foreign lower, pot it in the ground; the branch remained green all the year, and the following spring was covered with flowers. She profited by the instruction of her lover, and cultivated her jessamine, which multiplied itself under her lender care. She was poor; her lover was not rich ; a prudent mother refused to unite their p iverty ; but love had worked s miracle far them, and the girl profited by it; she sold her jessamines, and sold them so well that she amassed a little treasure, with which she enriched her lover. The girls of Tuscany, to preserve the remembrance of this adventure, always wear a bouquet of jessamine on their marriage day; and they have a saying, that a girl, worthy to wear this bouquet, is rich eno''h to make the for tune of her husband. Learning. Whoever is learned wjll most probably be liberal. This is one great benefit of science and philosophy. Know ledge elevates tho mind, and a man of ele vated and extensive views will not be a bigot; nor will he be intolerant, except to wards the obstinate and vilful evil-doer. In deed he will pity even such, and seek their reformation. A Literary Curiosity-. Taylor, the water-poet, who lived in the time of Charles I., gives the following line, as reading the same backwards and forwards s " Lewd did I live, fc evil I did dwal ;" and adds, " I will give any man five shillings for as many as he can make in English."' We do not know that the prize was ever claimed. The Count de Grasse,eing wounded in the knee by a musket ball, the surgeons made many incisions. Losing patience, at ast, he asked them why they cut and carv ed so cruelly. "We seek for the ball," said they. " Why the devil did you not peak before," said the count, " I have it in my pocket." From the New Orleans Bee. A bill had been presented in the legisla ture of Ohio denouncing the hr reduction of any agency branch of the lately chartered bank of rennsylvama formerly the U. S. bank;butasan ofl-et,the legislature ofPenn sylvania has introduced another declaring void the charter i f any of its banks which hall act as the agents ot any bank in any 10, which may legislate against the intro lifction of an agency or branch of the above bank. Well done Pennsylvania: stand thus on your reserved rights and commer cial interests, and you w ill truly be tne Kevstone state of the union. Politics aside what has party to do with commerce? Why should pnrtizan influ ence arrest commercial interests? If a bank is deprived of the power to do mischief yet privileged with the means to be really useful, whv should an outcry be rasied against it? If Pennsylvania posscses the right to charter a bank with any amount of capita! consistent with her welfare and com mensurate with her wants, surely she has the power to charter one which previously existed, which offered every inducement for such a charter from her existing and ecendel facilities, and which present ed advantages that no new bank with the privileges could possess. Fiirt v politicians as we may be considered we acknowledge our chagrin as well as surprise on finding the reiterated and vitu perative denunciations in the administration journals concerning tne cnarting ot tne late Li. b. bank as state bank ot Pennsylva nia. What a right have the journalists in others states to interfere with the domestic policy and legislative conduct of that state? ' Would the citizens ot Louisiana tolerate denunciations through the union on our legi slature, because the faith ot tne state has been pledged for 14 millions to the Citizens' bank; and because the legislature has thought proper to augment the banking capital of Louisiana' What then is the in- herct difference in the conduct ot Penns ylvania? She has chartered a bank for her wants and interests: why should the mere act of chartering a bank for such pur poses, with 40 or 50 millions of capital, and 50 or 60 years subjeet her policy to the vituperations of party politicansT What have the getferal politics of tho American Union to do with tbe special policy ot any state? Pennsylvania, was right, perfectly right in thus discreetly and timely exercising tbe power which she possesses : and if its exer cise was not unconstitutional, other states have no right to interfere, no grounds of complaint. If Virginia could not permit Pennsylvania to interfere in her own policy, why should she interfere in that of Penn sylvania? Equally why (we may enquire) should New York, Ohio or any state in the union? 1 he bank chartered is a state bank not a national; and as a bank, it should be countenanced through the union according to its own merits and capacity to be more or less useful. But it is a maddening and withering spe cies of political (Mly te interfere with com merce in any of its relations. In the gen eral and common affairs of a government, the transactions, and requiremets of com merce should never come into collision with the tactics of party ; nor ever be subjected to them. Commerce and politics should be antipathies in legislative philosophy; and never be forced into an unnat iral and an imprudent and improper connection. Com merce regards the welfare of he whole Union, without distinction of place or class; but politics are but the assumed discipiwi