The Merrimack River: its source and its tributaries. Embracing a history of manufactures, and of the towns along its course; their geography, topography, and products, with a description of the magnificent natural scenery about its upper waters./ By J. W. Meader.

THE I[EPR-LrAACK PIVL'ER;
inspiration of the genius of a Caesar or an Alexander, or by the
assistance of some holy monk, attracting crowds by his miracles, or
by the caprice of some great king, like Louis XIV., or Frederick,
or by an edict of Peter the Great, it (Lowell) is neither a pious
foundation, a refige of the persecuted, nor a military post. It is a
spectUlctioi of the merchants of Boston. The same spirit of enter prise which the last year suggested to them to send a cargo of ice to
Calcutta, that Lord William Bentwick and the nabobs of the India
Company might drink their wine cool, has led them to build a city,
wholly at their expense, with all the edifices required by an advanced
civilization, for the purpose of manufacturing cotton cloths and
printed calicoes. They have succeeded, as they usually do, in their
speculations. The inhabitants possess in the highest degree a genius
for mechanics. They are patient, skilful, full of invention; they
must increase in manufactures. It is, in fact, already done, and
Lowell is a little Manchester."
In the immediate vicinity of the head of the falls, on the Concord,
is situated the Lowell cemetery,- the beautiful City of the Dead,
-extensive in territorial area, romantic in its surroundings of riv er, hill, forest, and field, and also rich in ornamental trees, shrub bery, and flowers. Its avenues, aisles, and graves are covered with
the shadows of luxuriant foliage, and fringed with shrubs, plants,
and flowers; wild birds carol sweetest melody among the trees, in
careless, joyous, unrestrained freedom, "so clear, that men and
*angels might delight to hear." The grounds are tastefully laid out
and adorned with luxuriant shrubbery, while the countless cultivated
annuals which fleck the surface, and the sweet, modest little wild
blossoms mingle their perfume and freight the air with delicious fragrance. The hand of affection has inscribed the record of the deeds
and worth of the departed on tablets of stone and monuments of
enduring mar)le; a deep stillness, an all-pervading quiet- save
the wind rustling the foliage, and the solemn sighing of sombre
perennials, a perpetual requiem- rests upon the place; a silence
such as mighlt be gladly sought to lull one to eternal repose, enchanting prelude to that final steep that knows no dream, and knows no
earthly waking,; a symbol of the solitude, thou,gh now adorned and
beautified, which covered all this realm around the fine.falls of the
Concord, when it was invaded by the all-subduing, and all-conquering
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