, cows, and sweet-brier bushes occupy the unenclosed ground, which seems so made to be built upon that it is surprising the handsome houses of the-town should have been built anywhere else.
One could almost say, in a weak moment, Give me a cottage on the bluff, and I will live at Erie!
It was at Erie, probably, that Horace Greeley first saw the uniform of the American navy.
The United States and Great Britain are each permitted by treaty to keep one vessel of war in commission on the Great Lakes.
The American vessel usually lies in the harbor of Erie, and a few officers may be seen about the town.
What the busy journeyman printer thought of those idle gentlemen, apparently the only quite useless, and certainly the best dressed, persons in the place, may be guessed.
Perhaps, however, he passed them by, in his absent way, and saw them not.
In a few days, the new comer was in high favor at the office of the Erie Gazette.
He is remembered there as a remarkably correct and reli
uite accurately, entitled Woman in the Nineteenth Century.
I think this can hardly have failed to make a deep impression on the mind of every thoughtful reader, as the production of an original, vigorous and earnest mind.
Summer on the Lakes, which appeared some time after that essay, though before its expansion into a book, struck me as less ambitious in its aim, but more graceful and delicate in its execution; and as one of the clearest and most graphic delineations ever given of the Great Lakes, of the Prairies, and of the receding barbarism, and the rapidly advancing, but rude, repulsive semi-civilization, which were contending with most unequal forces for the possession of those rich lands.
I still consider Summer on the Lakes unequaled, especially in its pictures of the Prairies, and of the sunnier aspects of Pioneer life.
Yet, it was the suggestion of Mrs. Greeley—who had spent some weeks of successive seasons in or near Boston, and who had there made the personal acqu