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There is another similar institution in Anson county; and there is the Floral College, a very successful Presbyterian female school, in Robeson ; and the Baptists have founded, at Murfreesboro', a flourishing female school, called the Chowan Institute.
The Moravians have a female school at Salem, with a worldwide renown: it was established in 1804; and since then, its scholars have adorned all the Southern and Western States. In Raleigh is St. Mary's, a female seminary, started and principally patronized by the Episcopalians; and under the energetic management of its principal, and the supervision of the bishop of the diocese, it has taken position as one of the best, most flourishing, and fashionable schools in the United States.
The Presbyterians have a high-school called the Caldwell Institute, formerly situated in Hillsboro', and now about to be removed to Greensboro’; it has maintained a high stand, done much good, and will doubtless continue to diffuse the blessings of a sterling and moral education among the people.
A Baptist female college has just been started, under very favourable auspices, in the beautiful village of Oxford; and at the same place has been fixed the location of St. John's College, an institution designed by the Freemasons of the State for the education of the sous of indigent members of the order. It is a most commendable enterprise, and must prosper.
At Ashville, in the beautiful mountain country, the Methodists have just started another female college; and all over the country are flourishing academies, classical schools, and boardingschools. Episcopalians, Methodists, Baptists, and Presbyterians are engaged in a generous and well-contested struggle to see who can do most for education ; and the Society of Friends, or Quakers, find it not against their conscience to take a part in this sort of warfare. They have ever been devoted to education : they have a handsome college in Guilford, and they educate carefully all their children.
Fine schools are springing up with surprising rapidity-many young people from other States come to North Carolina to be educated ; and very soon our State will be the very centre of Southern literature, and have tributary to its schools all the neighbouring States. But this is not all, nor half, nor a fourth; the heaven-descended cause of education has reached the masses of the people, and erected her banners in the cabins of the poor.
It has flung wide open its portals of light to all classes and ali conditions; and all are invited to come, without money and without price, and bathe their souls in the healing fountains of knowledge.
There is a public fund of upwards of two millions of dollars, the interest of which is devoted to the cause of free education ; and most of the counties levy for the same purpose an annual tax, amounting to as much as the sum which they receive from the State. Thus a free-school can be kept open for three months in the year in every neighbourhood; everybody can be educated, and thousands of poor girls and poor young men get good, honourable, and profitable employment as instructors.
In Randolph, through the enterprise of a Methodist clergyman, a normal college has been established, and is likely to prosper : a school whose object it is to prepare teachers for the common schools, and at which a good English and classical education can be obtained at a very
expense. Go up, go up, all of you, my young friends, go up to the temple of science: it will invigorate, expand, and adorn your minds, and arm your souls with sources of innocent, varied, sublime, and unfailing pleasures. Go up, rich and poor; go up, male and female; go up, all of you, sons and daughters of North Carolina, and drink liberally at the refreshing and sparkling fountains opened in your midst. They will make you the great, noble, and honoured of the earth; make you an honour to your State, and your State a glorious, bright, green Eden in the wilderness of earth!
THE MOUNTAIN REGION OF NORTH-CAROLINA. For some time, in the progress of our journey, those of you, raised upon the plains, have been seeing mountain wonders. East of the Blue Ridge there are many short
of mountains, or spurs, running off in different directions, and among these, we have passed through scenes which will long dwell in our memories.
We have found the country becoming more and more elevated, and broken into ridges and hills and peaks; and we have felt that we were breathing a pure and more elastic air.
But now we will make a push for a region of still greater elevation; and we will start from Rutherfordton, in Rutherford county, and cross the Blue Ridge at what is called the Hickorynut Gap.
We will have the pleasure of travelling on a good turnpikeroad; and we will follow a route that is pursued by a great many pleasure-hunters, and persons in pursuit of health. We meet and pass these, in all sorts of conveyances, and at almost every step; but we have neither time nor inclination to amuse ourselves by gazing at strangers. If we were to meet an army
with music and banners, we would hardly notice it; man, and all his works, and all his devices, are sinking into insignificance. We feel that we are approaching nearer and nearer to the Almighty Architect : : we feel in all things about us the presence of the great Creator.
A sense of awe and reverence comes over us; and we expect to find in this stupendous temple we are approaching, none but men of pure hearts and benignant minds.
But, by degrees, as we clamber up the winding hill, the sensation of awe gives way-new scenes of beauty and grandeur open upon our ravished vision-and a multitude of emotions swell within our breasts. We are dazzled, bewildered, and excited, we know not how, nor why; our souls expand and swim through the immensity before and around us, and our being seems merged in the infinite and glorious works of God.
The heavens above us are of a deep, clear, and tender blue, looking like the very eyes of infinite love and goodness; and the air so thin and elastic and pure, that our systems, jaded by the heats of summer, are buoyed up and animated with an energy, joyfulness, and undefined and undefinable hope, which we never felt before.
Yes, the climate penetrates our very souls; and sensations of languor and gloomy feelings drop from them like scales from a healing sore, while they drink in and exult with new life and vigour.
We cannot describe—who can describe the scenes around us ! Who can fix his attention on any one object of interest, while such a maze of beauty and grandeur is spread out before him: Who
can attach himself to one point, while his mind floats out, as it were, in the wide expanse, and, like the circumambient air, spreads itself, undiminished and undivided, over the bright creation! For some time we say nothing, and we hear nothing distinctly; but as our blissful trance subsides, the first exclamation uttered is, “Why did they not tell us of this before ? Is this scene a creation of yesterday, or has it been here all the time?” We answer, it has been here since the creation; but it is hard to make you believe it.
You think you would have heard more about it; you cannot conceive how a country of such surpassing charms has been comparatively unknown, while things of less note, and scenes of much less beauty, have set the world agog. And as we advance, this wonder is constantly increasing; we are amazed to think that this palace of nature, with its castles and gardens and waterfalls, and pools and fountains, has not been the favourite resort of all the world.
For a long time we cannot think it real; we have never read, or heard, or dreamed of such a glorious display. No picture is like it; the richest delineations of glowing fancy, in prose and verse, fall far behind it.
There are a sublimity and beauty of never-ending variety-a splendour and freshness and luxuriousness, that can be felt, with perpetually changing emotions of awe, admiration, and pleasure, but can never be described.
We will not be so vain as to undertake to do it; and why should we, while you can look for yourselves ?
You feel that it is good to have been here, at least once in your lives : you have imbibed new ideas of the greatness of the Creator, and the majesty and beauty of his works, and have become more firmly attached to your native State.
Scenes of unfading beauty have been stamped on your souls; and there, till your latest day, you can look at them, and study them, and draw from them lessons of pleasure and profit. And you should, and doubtless will, urge others to come and look and enjoy for themselves; and, indeed, every good citizen, when he does travel for health or recreation, should visit the different sections of his own State.
You have all heard of a kind of pictures called daguerreotypes: they are called by this name from the name of the inventor.
These pictures are made by the light; that is, the light coming from any given object, and falling on a metallic plate, prepared for the purpose, makes an exact picture of that object. Thus a landscape may be accurately taken; and the picture will exhibit every
feature of the scene from which it is taken. Now, the heart of every patriot, and especially of every statesinan, should contain a daguerreotype of his State! And if it did, what an advantage it would be !
Suppose our people had seen all the different sections of the State; could they ever find a fairer picture than the one fixed in their minds?
They might see some of the celebrated bays and lakes of the world; but in these far lands they would look inwardly, and behold sounds, and bays, and lakes, of still greater beauty. They might be travelling over some of the rich lands to which speculation and ambition are converging from all points of the compass; but in their memories would be the picture of a region still more fertile and desirable. The green fields and white cottages of New England or Old England might be in view of the stranger from North-Carolina; yet he would be but reminded by them of sweeter prospects in the place of his birth.
And among the Alpine heights and the glaciers of Switzerland -when sailing up the Hudson River, or clambering over the White Mountains of New-Hampshire, his love and veneration for his native State would be increased, by contrasting the out. ward scenes around him with the more charming and splendid ones imprinted on his mind in old North-Carolina.
Thus, in all latitudes, he would be proof against the seductions of foreign countries: in all places he would see cause to remember, with pride and affection, and be able to defend with the eloquence of truth, the honour and glory of the land that gave him birth-the land of peace, and thrift, and beauty; the land of law and libertythe chaste, and modest, and faithful State of North-Carolina !
Her mountains, among which we now are, are undoubtedly the grandest in the Union; there is no other part of the United States, which, for splendour, beauty, and variety, will compare to this. Mount Mitchell, in Yancy county, is, by several hundred feet, the highest peak in the United States east of the Rocky Mountains; and throughout this whole region, extending hundreds of miles, the face of nature smiles with a majesty and sweetness to be seen in few other places on the globe.