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neither fade nor decay. Here, then, we find, in this chief in- 

 land county of New England, amid her ice and granite, manu- 

 factures and agriculture, living in equality, advancing in fra- 

 ternity. The one has developed, built up, enriched the other. 

 Thirty years ago, when your society was founded, an embargo 

 spread a panic through the interior. Now, the same interior, 

 rich in her mechanic arts and manufactures, and strong in the 

 smitten rock of her agriculture, I was about to say, could defy 

 wars and embargoes, any thing but pestilence and famine. Not 

 quite that either. While we plough the earth, there are others 

 who, for us, must plough the ocean. We must, rather than go 

 hungry, trade a little with the North and the West. We must, 

 rather than dispense with luxuries that have become necessaries, 

 trade considerably across the waters. Hence, we are not more 

 closely bound up together, here at home, in the same purposes and 

 destiny of labor, than we are all dependent on the commerce of 

 the eastern cities. We send them our products, and they pay us 

 with those of their own making or procuring. The metropolis 

 of Massachusetts comes, therefore, within the sphere of this 

 day's consideration — Boston — in lier growth and progress, her 

 pride and renown, her trade and commerce — we are her's, and 

 she is our's — sitting upon her peninsula and ours — with one 

 hand receiving the products of the inland and the West, and, 

 with the other, "espousing the everlasting sea." I repeat it, 

 the great moral instruction of the hour, is the progress of in- 

 dustry and the harmony of labor. Worcester county has es- 

 tablished the truth. The world proves the doctrine. England 

 illustrates it on a stupendous scale. About as large as Illinois. 

 she is mistress of the globe. Her harbors are a forest of masts, 

 and her flag is on every ocean. She manufactures for the con- 

 tinent and the East, and has been called the workshop of the 

 world. And, yet, with all her commerce, and all her manufac- 

 tures, there is something more vital and valuable than they. 

 The corn crop of Great Britain is estimated higher than them 

 all. Commerce and manufactures have stimulated the soil and 

 the labor of the empire, and her heaths, and bogs, and fens, have 

 been converted into smiling fields for the hungry millions. 

 So shall it be recorded in Massachusetts — the England of 



