The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1841-01-15 00:00:00

ending down.
, how nobly rise

gazers' eyes

Hark to the cheerful sounds the ear that greet—
The busy hum, the sound of trampling feet;
" All hands up anchor"—see the jolly tars,
How nimbly they push round the capstan.bars;
And while the hapsh, unfeeling 'larum bell
Warns friends to breathe each mute and sad farewell,
A cannon roars—the ready vessel moves—
A deafening cheer from shore to shore approves :
She breasts the tide, with speed the lighthouse clears,
And swiftly down Victoria Channel veers.

Foul are the breezes, the billows are high,
But fed by black diamonds we cheerily fly,
Till Holyhead's bright Pharbs gleameth afar,
To sailors' gaze how oft hope's radiant star.
Good night, fair friends! we seek our berths, not rest,
For there. with pallid brow and heaving breast,
With the grim creditors that haunt the sea
Accounts to settle must our sad task be!

Old Neptune gives us a reception rough,
/Eolus growls in accents rather gruff;
But what of that, does not our skipper know
How swiftly down our throats the viands go ?
Hark to the routine, thus : at eight o'clock
A bell's loud peals our slumbers deep unlock ;
We dress and down we sit, just fifty souls,
And round the waiters fly with fresh hot rolls.
" Archie or Shepherd, hand a cup of tea ;"
" And, hark ye, bring some coffee here, for me."
There's ham and eggs, beefsteaks, and cutlets veal,
And all for breakfast—powers! that is a meal !
But ere eight brief half-hours have past
We eat again—to break the painful fast!
They call it luncheon, but, as I'm a sinner,
It looks extremely like a right good dinner !
For there's soup and oysters, sandwiches and salmon,
Not to mention the cold meats, the beef, pork, ham on
A table that groans 'neath ale, porter, claret,
Good soda water and syrup to mar it!
But what's that to the dinner which comes on at four—
The " bill" is before us, we'll just glance it o'er :
First the soups—mock turtle, mulligatawny,
Irish stew for the Paddy, rice for the Sawney ;
Geese, fowls, and turkies, and, it passes belief,
Besides these good things, pigeon pies and roast beef.
And then the dessert ! but a Byron 'twould puzzle
To jingle in rhyme all the dishes we guzzle.
Suffice it to say that, ere two hours have past,
We've another meal still—nor is it the last !
For the skipper and others at ten o'clock sup,
And thus in at the death, our long day windeth up!

A propos of the captain—" the eye of the ship"—
From our records we must not allow him to slip ;
We see him before us, as with kerchief of red
The roast beef he rules, at our long table's head.
No moody soul he, for oft he will sit,
And our revels light up with his light sparkling wit.
Let us congratulate our happy lot,
To stem the sea with such a noble Scot :
A seaman gallant and a faithful host,
Full well deserveth he each brimful toast ;
For truly as his noble ship's a clipper,
So surely is a right good soul—our skipper !

And thou! majestic Guardian of the Mail!
In cheerful humour thou dost never fail ;
From morn to eve, untired, thou wreathest in flowers
Of fun and wit what else were tedious hours.
Irish to backbone, thou! with mirth o'erflowing,
Some tale or joke from thee is always going.
At times thou fight'st again thy well-fought fields ;
" Down goes his flag—the rascal—see he yields !"
O'er land and sea, 'midst battle, cloud, and smoke—
'Midst flash and cry, and thrust, and sabre stroke—
Thou art at home ! we ought to thank thee much,
For our amusement thus to " shoulder crutch."
In peace a lamb, in war a very fury—
A gallant soul art thou, Lieutenant Bury!

But here we pause, nor further need describe
Our mirth's bright sallies, wit, or pleasant gibe ;
How we beguile for days the livelong hour,
And chase away, with an unconscious power,
The megrims, low spirits, and sad looks, that be
Accompaniments fell to the demon Ennui !
Fellom pilwriaase are wo—on the or pan of life
We meet and we_part, not in coldness or strife,
But with tempers all sunny, that spread o'er the way
That we journey together a bright joyous ray !
Of all climes, and all creeds, far removed as the poles,
In intercourse friendly we mingle our souls :
Then with each and with all let kind wishes go—
" May our reunion be swift and our parting be slow
Steam-ship Caledonia, ***
Off Halifax, 18th Nov. 1840.

Query—

PRINTER'S DEVIL

CONTEMPORARY PRESS

THE COLONIES AND COLONIAL TRADE OF
GREAT BRITAIN.
(From the Morning Herald.) _

,
Amongst the many important -questions bearing
upon our fgreign and colonial interests, little has been
said, for some time past, about one scarcely less mo-
mentous than any which has recently occupied so much
of public attention—we mean the question of the
north-eastern boundary line. The adjustment in a sa-
tisfactory manner of that point is indispensable to the
maintenance of our Narth American possessions. We
have justice on our side, and we may be said to have
necessity. It is impossible to yield to the demands on
this subject of the republicans of the United States
without virtually ceding to them possession of the
Canadas.
The Canadas are of infinite consequence tb Great
Britain. In itself, the country is of prodigious value;
and its race of British colonists is unsurpassed in all
the best social qualities by any people on the face of
the earth. Of the political importance of the Cana-
das, it is difficult to form too high an estimate : their
commercial importance is absolutely incalculable.
The United States were lost to Great Britain by
gross mismanagement on the part of our rulers. The
conversion of these states from dependencies of the
British empire into noisy democracies has not (as we
venture to think) added much to the sum of human
happiness. England lost, at the time of the change,
a large portion of her dignity and moral influence ;
while she has since gained an extensive, precarious,
and at times unprofitable foreign trade, she has, to at
least the same extent, lost a secure and most valuable
colonial commerce. The United States have become
scenes of bustle, noise, and money-getting. In that

country—" the new country" as the inhabitants delight
to term it—many of the least amiable feelings of our
nature have full scope, apd amongst these unamiable
feelings, we may be permitted to class the sentiment of
deep hatred with which Great Britain is regarded by
all in America who incline to the democratic faction.
Let the deep devotion with which the interests of Eng-
land were defended by the loyal Canadians during the
late troubles be contrasted with the bitter enmity which
. the democrats, of the United States entertain towards
the mother country, and then let the most profound
adept in the casuistry of "liberalism" venture to say,
whether the stock -cif kindly feeling has not been les-
sencd by that, the first of our modern " glorious re-
volutions,"--and whether any cause that shall suffice
to weaken the bonds of affection between men of the
same race, be likely to strengthen the solid interests of
the human family.
Whatever be the value of these suggestions—about
one fact, at all events, there can be no dispute; and
that fact is, the longing desire of the whole democratic
party in the 'United States to wrest the Canadas from
England. The northern republicans have learned •41.)
regard every portion of the soil of America as theirs
by a sort of indefeasible right. They do exterminate
the red Indians without scruple ; and they would, if
they possessed the power, exterminate the Cana-
dian assertors of the supremacy of England with
quite as little hesitation. The English power in Ca-
nada is a source of weakness to the federal republic.
That federation is, in all probability, destined to endure
for but a brief period. Often- already has it been on
the verge of disruption. Let, however, the period of
its existence draw to a close, while the power of Eng-
land shall remain unshaken in Canada—and it is far
from being impossible, that the next generation of En-
glishmen may witness the re-union of a large.portion
of the United States with the British Empire. The
possession of the Canadas, at any rate, places the
United States, in the event of a war, to a great extent,
at the mercy of England. The possession of the Ca-
nadas places at our disposal the energies of a hardy,
intelligent, and most loyal race—furnishes harbours of
the best description for our vessels of war—and en-
riches us with the materials of a colonial trade, which,
if wisely prosecuted, might render the expenses even
of a formidable war of little moment.
In point of real value, a colonial trade is second only
to a borne trade. Compared with the colonial trade
which England might easily create, her foreign trade
is absolutely contemptible. The advantages of a colo-
nial trade are, in fact, the advantages of a home trade
on a smaller scale. A colonial trade is free from the
insecurity that attends all foreign trade. A colonial
trade is never afflicted with " panics." A colonial
trade is, in short, susceptible of regulation, by the
rulers, with whom it rests to regulate our home trade.
The colonial empire of Great Britain might afford end-
less scope to industrial enterprise, and might be made
pnvister, in a degree scarcely calculable, to the
!„.N=eltigOid power of the mother country.

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