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myself unable to make you a speech befitting the so- 

 lemnity and importance of the occasion. It is proper, 

 however, that I should state, in behalf of myself and 

 my Bohemian brother, that, in observance of a time- 

 honored custom, we will keep our opinions for our- 

 selves and our arguments for the public. The inhab- 

 itants of Port Foulke desire the speedy return of the 

 Sun. We will advocate and urge it. They wish for 

 Light. We will address ourselves to the Celestial Orbs, 

 and point out the opportunities for reciprocity. They 

 are in search of happiness. We will, in pursuance of 

 that same time-honored custom, (which I may say has 

 made the press a power, sir, in this great and glorious 

 nineteenth century) — we will, I say, at all times 

 freely counsel them to the observance of both public 

 and private virtue. 



" Fellow-citizens : — This is a memorable epoch in 

 the historv of Port Foulke. We are informed that its 

 aboriginal name is Annyeiqueipablaitah, which means, 

 after it is pronounced, ' The Place of the Howling 

 Winds.' On this public occasion it is proper that we 

 should direct our thoughts to the future, especially to 

 our sublime ' mission.' This ' Place of the Howling 

 Winds,' you will observe, fellow-citizens, is on the re- 

 motest confines of our wide-spread country, — a coun- 

 try, fellow-citizens, whose vast sides are bathed by the 

 illimitable ocean, and which stretches from the rising 

 of the sun to the setting thereof, and from the Aurora 

 Borealis to the Southern Cross. But why do I say 

 the Aurora Borealis, fellow-citizens? Have we not 

 left that vague border of the national domain far be- 

 hind us? Yes. fellow-citizens! and it now devolves 

 upon us to bring the vexed question of national bound- 

 aries, which has been opened by our enterprise, to a 



