to the public, in consequence of their not being carried on at great establishments which attract general attention. We furnish this comparison between the value of these articles produced in the most manufacturing section of the United States, in proportion to its population, for the purpose of showing, that the increase in the cotton manufactures cannot with any fairness be attributed to the plausible but cruel protection they have received from the monopoly legislation of Congress. Had this unfortunate interference not periodically intervened, they would probably have reached a far higher degree of prosperity. It is certain that most intelligent manufacturers consider the reduction of duties provided by the Act of 2d March, 1833, to have been a measure of great and substantial benefit to them. It is not necessary for us to express any opinion upon the question whether the reduction might not have taken effect with more rapidity, to equal or greater advantage. The simple fact, that our manufactures for the last dozen or fifteen years have been able to compete successfully with the English in many foreign markets, shows conclusively the mockery of imposing high duties for the purpose of protecting their products. They obtain the raw material cheaper are free from burdensome excise duties--and use principally a moving power of much less cost than those of England. Any slight difference in the price of wages is of comparatively little importance, in operations carried on in such great proportion, and to such great extent, without human aid. Capitalists in England are indeed contented with a much smaller rate of profit than those of our own country. But when the business is placed upon a footing of security and stability, as it has been by the Act of 1833, this disparity must gradually lessen. We are ardently anxious to advance the permanent interests of the cotton manufacturers in common with those of all other pursuits of industry. But we are solemnly convinced that they can only be effectually promoted by abstaining from all legislative disturbances, which have heretofore so often been the occasion, as we have seen, of the most melancholy results. We have avoided by design all remarks upon the constitutionality of imposing duties upon the importation of foreign manufactures for the purpose of affording protection to our own citizens in the production of similar articles-not from unwillingness to enter upon the subject, but because we consider it as now a settled question, beyond any serious danger of revival; as it would also be a waste of time to discuss an abstract doctrine, while we possess so many conclusive proofs within our own experience, that all monopoliesor any tendency towards them-are not less injurious, in the irresistible course of events, to those in favor of whom they may be grant ed, than to those on whom they are imposed. PENTUCKET. BY J. G. WHITTIER. [The village of Haverhill, on the Merrimack, called by the Indians Pentucket, was for nearly seventy years a frontier town, and during thirty years, endured all the horrors of savage warfare. In the year 1708, a combined body of French and Indians, under the command of De Challions, and Hertel de Rouville, the infamous and bloody sacker of Deerfield, made an attack upon the village, which at that time contained only thirty dwelling houses. Sixteen of the villagers were massacred, and a still larger number made prisoners. About thirty of the enemy also fell, and among them, Hertel de Rouville. The minister of the place, Rev. B. Rolfe was killed by a shot through his own door. ] How sweetly on the wood-girt town, Each small, bright lake, whose waters still Beside the river's tranquil flood The dark and low-walled dwellings stood, Where many a rood of open land Stretched up and down on either hand, Back to those mountains, white and cold, Quiet and calm, without a fear So slept Pompeii, tower and hall, Ere the quick earthquake swallowed all, Which made its dwellings desolate! Hours passed away. By moonlight sped Was that the tread of many feet, A yell, the dead might wake to hear, The morning sun looked brightly through And on the green sward many a stain, And, here and there, the mangled slain,- Even now, the villager can tell Where Rolfe beside his hearth-stone fell; THE CAPTIVE BIRD. BY MRS. C. E. DA PONTE. Go, captive bird, thy wings are free, Go, drink the dew, from flower and tree, Go, skim the clear and rapid stream, Away! the breath of spring is near, The woods are crowned with rosy light; Ah, could I now retain thee here, From scenes so lovely, skies so bright? My lips are prest upon thy wing, Forth on thy way!-and pour thy strain Mine own sweet bird, thy voice again RECOLLECTIONS OF EASTERN TRAVEL. BY J. S. BUCKINGHAM, ESQ., No. II. ANCIENT ELIETHEAS.—TUESDAY, NOV. 30. We left Esneh with the earliest dawn of light, and, with a faint but steady air of wind, continued to make some progress against the stream of the Nile. I had passed the three last days so happily in the society of Mr. Burckhardt, that I felt its loss as severely as though our intimacy had been of much longer duration, and it had the effect of rendering me really melancholy throughout the day; nor was it a morbid sensibility, though perhaps so short an acquaintance seems insufficient to have inspired it; yet the distance from every other friend, at which we both were placed, and the peculiarity of our place of meeting, were of themselves strong auxiliaries to this state of feeling, independently of the very high attraction which sucb. talents, manners, and sentiments as his naturally presented. The appearance of the river's banks offered nothing remarkable, until our arrival opposite to El Bessaliah, where observing a firm pier of masonry to project into the stream, I was induced to land there, in order to ascertain if there were any appearances of former grandeur in the neighbourhood. This pier, instead of being an embankment of the soil, as that at Ptolemais, Luxor, and Latopolis, has its end only connected with the shore, from which it stands out into the river, in the form of a jetty-having a flight of steps on the southern side, descending to the water of the Nile; and the whole structure is well and firmly built. On the shore itself are the remains of a large canal, with high banks on either side, the channel of which is filled during the annual inundation; but at the moment when we saw it, the waters having retired, it was cultivated with wheat. This pier then answered the purpose of arresting the rapidity of the current, and turning it into this canal-the only Egyptian work of the kind I had yet seen-and, excepting at its extreme point, it was but little injured by time. From hence, also, we saw a pyramid, of worse construction, and small size, a little farther to the southward, and at the distance of about two miles from the river, built in the sands. Crossing to the other side of the Nile, we passed the island which here divides the stream; and as the wind had entirely died away, we towed our boat |