The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1848-05-27
Correspondence of the Caledo-
nian.

New YoRK, May 22, ls4S.
A foreign steamer is Just coming up the har-
Dor Let us saunter out into Wall St, and be
ready to shake hands with Europe. The
steamer was telegrophed half an hour ago, and
a whole street-full is collected to speculate be-
forehand upon TIE intelligence she is to bring,
and to catch the first word as soon as she ar
rivcs
The disordered state of political, CONNER
cial, &. financial Europe forms the groundwork
of every discussion, and the man in Wall ST.
who cannot talk loud upon such topic, hes
no business there. If he is dumb at such a
time, even tornadoes and earthquakes would
fail to wake him. Or ifhc is wlfully silent,
he has too great an aversion to "humbugery'
in general to get living by sheer impudencc.
Let him quit that "sink of Sodomj' his wits
will not serve him there.
EvSry one opens his lips and spouts forth an
opinion. The beardless youth 81 the greyhead-
ed old sinner, vie with each other in discourse
ing, with brazen vehemence, upon the causes
which lie at the bottom of these connections,
and in foretclling the result, with an assurance
which might lead us to suppose their should
ers were warmed with the cast-off mantle of
Isaiah. The inspiration is catching, and soon
becomes universal; and, like murder, h"will
out" Then
aye gods and little fshcs,''
"Stand from undcr"
The mouths ofaIl are open; those of boys
and ounces the widest. The freedom Of
speech has done away with the old-fashioncd
nursery lesson, that boys should be seen and
not heard Every group of a dozen has it's
twelve spokesman, and the grum voice ofthe
sage of sixty, CHIMES in most admirably with
the growl, whoop and screech, (the bass, tenor
and trcble,) of the sixteen year old cold With
confident brow and robustious gesture, they
saw the air with their hands, and split the
cars Of the groundlings with their eternal jab-
Der. Not a tongue in the group that does not
wag. .........
"Boy and man,
Each predicting all he can
The Steamer is in. A copy of the London
"Timcs" has found its way TO the "Journ al OF
Commerce" Office, and you sec tall, rough,
Tom CEawford looking man mount the steps.
lie is that arch hypocritc, that Loco Foco Free
Tr1dci, dressed in garb of sham neutrality
David Hale. lie reads to the crowd the news
ofthe elections in France, of the state of the
markets in England-and the state of Queen
Vic's health, and that of her babies. The in.
telligence is on the whole rather encouraging
| The ''buls toss their heads and below with
delight-thc "benrs' skulk away growing to
their dens. The noisy disputers throw up
| f., l,o;r hat Nd hrrr e. IF Ere
The 81 told you sos" and ''Just as sad's
come now with the same GOODNESS from The
false prophets as from the true-but do moi
lose your patience at this. Every man likes &c
exult in his own superior sagacity, and it costs
nothing but little philosophy to humor him
The crowd begins to dispersc; so let us turr
into more quiet street, and muse little AZ
we go.
In all that is suid-in all that is written, up
water, why do we see no recognition of ar
All-controllng, Supreme Ruler? Is the sPir.
it of the Pilgrims no longer upon the face of
the earth? ....
The popular infidelity ofthe day is quick tc
discern upon the walls of royal palaces the
handwriting which "dooms proud monurchs tc
dethronement, - but in its blind, fanatical pro
erosion, it ascribes the authorship to n god of
its own raising-nn all powerful, irresistible
"Destiny." In the downfall ofLouis Philippe
the finger of Providence shines out as clearly
as on the night of Belshazzar's fatal feast; an'
the selishness, the low cunning and the ava
rice, ofthe King of the French, were as signal
ly rebuked as the idolatry and tho sensualitJ
of Babylon King-yet in the millions of
] France, who are now rejoicing in the prospec
of freedom from tyranny, as well as in the sym
pathizing world around, we sec no acknowl
edgement of higher power, than that oft
mysterious, deified "Progress."
Now we are no croaker-much less do we
own to the name of prophet; yet this impor