The Private Correspondence of Daniel Webster (Volume 1) (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1875. Excerpt: ... man and recently returned from Washington, where he had accompanied his father, if he saw Mrs. Webster. "O yes, indeed," he said, he "met with her at the great levee." The lady friend who "patronized him," after having presented him to several ladies, said to him, " and now I am about to introduce you to Mrs. Webster, whom you will find shining among these dazzling luminaries with all the sweet and gentle radiance of the Evening Star " But I must stop. Please make my best excuses to Mr. Fletcher Webster, and forward to him such of the manuscripts as you think best. They look very worn out and shabby, and in self-justification, I must say, so did they when I first saw them, nearly half a century ago MR. WEBSTER TO MR. BINGHAM. Salisbury, February 5, 1800. The political events of Europe, my friend Hervey, are so novel and unexpected, revolution succeeds revolution in such rapid succession, that it is sufficient to overpower the understanding and confound the calculations of the most sage politician. These events are attended with such important circumstances, involve so many and so various interests, that schemes either of aggrandizement or of defence are agitated and devised in every cabinet of Europe. Nor is it to be expected, at this eventful crisis, that the decisions of our Executive are to be uninfluenced by considerations of transatlantic occurrences. Were we, like China, divested of every commercial engagement, we might, like that empire, remain unmoved, while convulsed Europe tottered to its base. To suppose that the liberty of United America, depends on the balance of power on the Eastern continent, is an idea exploded by every whig of '76, and which ought to be deemed absurd and preposterous. But our connections with foreign nations are such, th...