New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1860-07-31

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-'er ,ses. ribbed with Gothic boughs. are among
>ear features, and you can scarcely say 'na' any
thing ia wanting. Many of the houses, uue'
are 700 much buried from the sun ana ar 70 10
healthy residences; but they are none the less
hsaut;fn, on that account The New.Yorkers
srread their country residences over Staten leland
olonp the shores of the Sound, aud halfway up the
Hud.op. identifying great extent Of territory,
while the Bostonians, by crowdng theirs together,
have produced a smaller, but nearly perfect region
of landscape gardening; for, where SO much is
beautiful, the occasional anomalies and erotesque-
ries of taste fail to offend you.
The general impression which Boston and it's en-
vjrons made upon my frier DIS was that Of substan-
tial prosperity and comfort. They also noticed its
with the semi Partisan yivacty of Newly Bos-
ten, in fact, prides itself on its Department: it is
nothing if not proper. AL the ridicule which other
cities are in the habit of heapog upon it does not
seem to disturb its equanimity N the least. do
not remember to have seen the Boston papers
greatly enrsged by any hostile assertion except
that the harbor sometimes freezes over: then, they
cry out in indignant wrath.
must say, / rather admire this stOGd self reli-
ance and Monaghan assumptiOn-if for nothing
else. at least because it shows thicker cuticle
than we excitable NEWCOMERS possess, whose
nerves are exposed to the atmosphere, or that Of
the morbidly sensitive Philadelphans who ransack
the Union for derogatory remarks, and exalt one
horn while depressing the other to gore all who
doubt their greatness. The genuine Bostonian is
the most cOmplacent of mortals. With his clean
shirt on, and his umbrella under his arm, he sits
upon his pedestal of Quincy granite, and reads his
mild, unexceptionable newspaper. He believes in
Judge Story and Daniel Webster, reads the poems
of Hannah Gould and George Lunt, votes for Bell
and Everett, and hopes that he will 60 to Paris
when he dies
With me, however, who have been knocked
alb ut the world too much to have any special ven-
GRAFTON for any particular class of men, excessive
propriety is always a suspicious circumstance. /
would sooner trust the ragged Christian who sits
in tie hindmost pew, than the smoothly -shaven
deacon whose nasal trumpet leads the hymn. l
have sometimes wondered whether all the Boston
ians postpone their Partisan delights until after
death. Is there nothing volcanic under this cold
lava9 No indulgence in iDproprieties, all the more
attractive, because secret My friend related to
Inc this morning an experience which he had inno-
Gently made. "What curious city this is.' he
exclaimed "lsst night while was walking out
alone, it occurred to me that glass of beer would
be good thing for my thirst So looked here,
and looked there, going through many streets, but
every house was closed only the churches were
open. At last stopped man in the street, and
said to him, in my imperfect EDglish is it posi-
bic that in this great city cannot get one small
glass of beerl' Hush . said the man, come with
me and I'll show you So we went through many
streets, until he stopped at little dark door, and
said go up. Then he went away. went up
one fight of steps, it was dark. Then went up
another flight, and saw lighted glass door with
the word Serenity upon it. Inside were many
men, drinking beer. also drank a glass; but l
was obliged to pay double price for it, and the beer
was very bad"
laughed heartily over my friends adventure,
the explanation of which led me into statement
of the various phases of the Temperance reform.
In Germany, where Liquor Law would be not
only an impossibility, but an ineredibility, such
clandestine lodges are unknown, and l am afraid
Dy friends respect for the administration of the
laws in this country was somewhat lessened.
To-day we have given to Charlestown and Cam
bridge-to Bunker Hill, Harvard, Mount Auburn
and the storied elms. / took my companions to
zee the old house near the corner of Faneuil Hail.
and found nothing but heap of rubbish: it had
Just been torn down. The view from the Monu.
ment which saw for the first time, was great
delight. There is no other point from which the
vicinity of Boston can be seen to such advantage.
The event of the week will be the Commence
ment at Harvard, and the Inauguration of Presi
dent FELTON,. l had the pleasure of spending an
evening with the Autocrat (whose scepter sprouts
into fresh blossoms every monthly, at the house of
Fields, who has just returned from Europe, bring.
ing additional treasures of art. Among these may
mention head by Guido, a present from Walter
Savage Landor, and an exquisite picture of "Ariel
on the Bats back" by Severn, the artist who
nursed the dying Keats. Longellow is spending the
Summer at Nahant. Hawthorne is off on trip to
the FrancOnia Notch Emerson is medItatiDg in
the classic shades of Concord, and Whittier So
journs in his quiet home at Amesbury. i hear of
nothing new in literature since the last announce
meDts.
We are off tomorrow morning for the White
Mountains. BIT.