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impression made on the
audience assembled on that occasion was really wonderful. Once or
twice, when I could withdraw my attention from the speaker, I regarded
the countenances of those around me, and certainly never witnessed
any thing more striking. The high-wrought interest depicted in their
faces, added to the breathless silence that reigned throughout the
building, made the spectacle the most imposing I ever beheld. She was
the Cumaean Sibyl delivering oracles and labouring under the
inspiration of the God of Day.--This address was chiefly of a political
character, and she took care to flatter the prejudices of the Americans,
by occasionally recurring to the advantages their country possessed
over European states--namely, the absence of country gentlemen, and
of a church establishment; for to the absence of these the Americans
attribute a large portion of the very great degree of comfort they enjoy.
Near Hoboken, about three miles up North river, at the opposite side to
New York, a match took place between a boat rowed by two watermen,
and a canoe paddled by two Indians. The boat was long and narrow,
similar in form to those that ply on the Thames. The canoe was of the
lightest possible construction, being composed of thin hickory ribs
covered with bark. In calm weather, the Indians propel these vessels
through the water with astonishing velocity; but when the wind is high,
and the water much disturbed, their progress is greatly impeded. It so
happened on this day that the water was rough, and consequently
unfavourable to the Aborigines. At the appointed signal the competitors
started. For a short distance the Indians kept up with their rivals, but the
long heavy pull of the oar soon enabled the boatmen to leave them at a
distance. The Indians, true to their character, seeing the contest
hopeless, after the first turn, no longer contended for victory; they
paddled deliberately back to the starting place, stepped out, and carried
their canoe on shore. The superiority of the oar over the paddle was in
this contest fully demonstrated.

CHAPTER II.
Having determined on quitting "the London of the States," as my
friends the Yankees call New York, I had bag and baggage conveyed
on board a steamer bound for Albany. The arrangements and
accommodations on board this boat were superb, and surpassed any
thing of the kind I ever met with in Europe, on the same scale; and the
groups of well-dressed passengers fully indicated the general prosperity
of the country.
The distance between New York and Albany is about 165 miles. The
scenery on the Hudson is said to be the most beautiful of any in
America, and I believe cannot be surpassed in any country. Many of the
beauties of rich European scenery are to be found along the banks of
that noble river. In the highlands, about fifty miles from New York, is
West Point, on which stands a strong fortress, containing an arsenal, a
military-school, and a garrison. It is romantically situated among lofty
crags and mountains, which rise above the level of the water from 1100
to 1500 feet. There are many handsome country seats and villages
between West Point and Hudson, where the river is more than a mile
wide.
After a passage of about sixteen or seventeen hours, we arrived at
Albany. The charge for passage, including dinner and tea, was only
three dollars; and the day following the cost was reduced, through the
spirit of opposition, to one dollar.
Albany is the legislative capital of New York. It is a handsome city,
and one of the oldest in the Union. Most of the houses are built of wood,
which, when tastefully painted (not often the case) have rather a
pleasing appearance. The situation of this city is advantageous, both
from the direct communication which it enjoys with the Atlantic, by
means of sloops and schooners, and the large tract of back country
which it commands. A trade with Canada is established by means of
the Erie and Hudson canal. The capitol, and other public buildings, are
large and handsome, and being constructed of either brick or stone,
give the city a respectable appearance.

Albany, in 1614, was first settled by the Dutch, and was by them called
Orange. On its passing into the hands of the English, in 1664, its
present name was given to it, in honour of the Duke of York. It was
chartered in 1686.
From Albany I proceeded along the canal, by West Troy and Junction,
and near the latter place we came to Cohoe's Falls, on the Mohawk.
The river here is about 250 yards wide, which rushing over a jagged
and uneven bed of rocks, produces a very picturesque effect. The canal
runs nearly parallel with this river from Junction to Utica, crossing it