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Sic who! He dont want any sicking, let him go on."

Silence being restored, and the rage of the expedition against the cockneys a little mollified by the steam it had let off, Mr. Philips plunged epic-wise into the middle of things.

"If I were called upon, gentlemen, to say what was the great especial characteristic of our American mountains, I would reply at once, their immensity-not the immensity of size, but of extentthat they fill the mind with the same order of sublime emotion that the ocean does, with this difference, that the sublimity, though alike in kind, is higher in degree."

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"The mountain sea is the actual sea enlarged to giant proportions. Standing here as we do now, and gazing out into the blue waves flowing in toward us from the distant horizon, I want to know, gentlemen, what sort of a ship would that be, to which these waves would rise mast-high ?"

"What sort indeed?"

"Yes, you may well ask what sort! not such, I take it, as sailed of old out of Tarsus and Tyre, calling forth the deep wonder of Solomon; not such

as swept the seas under Nelson at Trafalgar or the Nile; not such, even, as those that now sail under the star-spangled banner-that heaven-symbolized ensign-challenging the wonder of all mankind; not even leviathan, gentlemen, now in dock at Portsmouth-the Pennsylvania. Noah's ark, when it rode the highest wave of the deluge-the merest cockle-shell as it must have seemed in those mighty waters, would be a merer cockle-shell in these." "Fine. How figurative is his style!" "Like Jeremy Taylor's!"

"Something of the massive grandeur of Bishop Hooker's!"

"And the perfervidum of Milton's, with a discriminating infusion of the swash-buckler."

"And yet, gentlemen," continued Mr. Philips, knitting his brows, and concentrating his eyes to a focus, as if the object of all his bile stood before him, "and yet, though of such grandeur are these mountains, filling the mind with such nobility of thought, what means all this disparagement that is sputtered forth against them by the whole herd of modern travellers, abroad and at home, with some few honorable exceptions, who talk such downright arrant nonsense about them ?"

"How effectually he puts a question!"

"What a fool-killer he would make!"

"The old Silenus riding an ass! Lambaste him. well, Guy, while you're on him!”

"It is the burden of all these cockneys, gentlemen, and particularly of the John Bull, our cousingermain, that our mountains are poor concerns. Why? Because (say these gentlemen fresh from the land of Cockaigne and thereabouts) when you have labored and toiled for half a day to get to the top of the highest Ararat or Taurus you can find, you can see nothing but endless mountains before you, and always in the farthest distant some giant higher still than that whereon, half-dead in climbing it, you foolishly expected to behold both the Atlantic and Pacific oceans."

"How he accumulates it upon them!"

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"Wood up, County !"

"Throw in the bacon sides!"

"And not true this, even in fact, but miserably untrue. Why, look around you here as you stand. The refutation of the foolish nonsense is before your eyes. What are all these valleys, great and small -what all these dells and gorges, chasms, defiles, passes

these streams and rivers, rivulets and rills. Look at that drove of fatted beeves, winding yonder over the Knobley-the long column seemingly interminable. What have you to say to that lordly city of the far mountain plain, with all its towers and domes-its vast palaces looming up to the eye, and looming larger as you concentrate your gaze; visible only, it is true, to the imagination, acted

upon through the deceived sense, but yet a nobler city than was ever built by hands!"

"Hold on, Prior, let's hear that again!"

"Dont speak, Trip; he's about to touch on something profound.”

"And if such seeming cities, gentlemen, naturally arise to the eye here in the mountains-naturally, because the result of natural canses, what though in absolute fact there is no city there what if it is illusion-all in my eye, as the vulgar say? It is only the reasoning mind that tells you this. The imaginative mind tells you there is a city: one part of your intellectual organization says there is not, another part tells you there is, and which do you believe? Most undoubted, as far as the present picture is concerned, the one that tells. your sense that there before you stands the city. And there, to all intents and purposes, it does stand apparent before you, in all its magnified glory, such as was never built by human hands, such as can only be built by human brains, and those of the nobler order; a city up to the standard of the new Jerusalem, if your imagination is of the order of St. John's.

"Don't go in any deeper, Prior, or the subject will swim you.”


'Devil the bit, its good wading all about where he is.'

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"All this repeated cant, therefore, about our

American mountains is not true in point of fact. But what if it were?-yes, gentlemen, what if it were? And this question brings me to the gist of the matter. According to the very statement of the cockneys, upon their own showing, the view now before them, is one that fills the human mind with ideas of the highest sublimity; for what, to the man of the largest comprehension, can be more impressively vast than this same immensity of mountain ocean that everywhere presents itself to view, with all its heaving, interminable, giant waves!" "There you have knocked the swords out of the hands of the puny whipsters!"

"Killed them dead!"

"Dead as Julius Cæsar!"

"It's a slaughter of the innocents!"

"It reminds me of the setting down Ulysses gave Thersites in the Grecian camp!

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"What a senator he would make! how they would crowd the capitol when he let himself out!" He's rather high-strung, I think, for the modern democracy!"

"Not so, gentlemen, the very style and manner of eloquence-translucent, bold, free, combining imagination with reason that has prevailed with

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