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assuredly fitting that the state no similar evidence of another habishould dedicate this great high- tation between it and the settlements way, now properly designated and on the rivers of Canada. He was suitably marked, to the memory graduated from the law department of him whom she gave to the of the University of Michigan at 20 country to be its foremost lawyer, and later received the honorary degree orator and statesman. of Doctor of Laws from that institution as well as from Dartmouth college. To him belonged the unique distinction of admission to the bar

"This occasion should not be allowed to pass without some tribute to the distinguished jurist who so ear

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tals shall pass countless thousands during the years to come eager to behold the gentle valley of the Merrimack, the rising foot hills beyond beyond comely Kearsarge, the serene and manifold charms of Sunapee, of Squam and of Winnipesaukee onward to the eternal White Hills which Webster knew so well and loved so dearly. .

Our State always found a warm and earnest eulogist in Mr. Webster, he missed no occasion to describe New Hampshire, to tell her history and recall her legends.

JUDGE CHARLES R. CORNING. Speaking as the presiding officer at the famous festival of the Sons of New Hampshire held in Boston in 1849, he painted this picture of our little state-"We value it for what Nature has conferred upon it, and for what her hardy sons have done for themselves. We have not forgotten that its scenery is beautiful; that its skies are all healthful; that its mountains and lakes are surpassingly grand and sublime. If there be anything on this continent, the work of Nature, in hills, and lakes, and seas, and woods,

and forests, strongly attracting the admiration of all those who love natural scenery, it is to be found in our mountain State of New Hampshire." "It happened to me lately to visit the northern parts of the state. It was Autumn. The trees of the forests, by the discoloration of the leaves, presented one of the most beautiful spectacles that the human eye can rest upon. But the low and deep murmur of those forests, the fogs and mists, rising and spreading, and and spreading, and clasping the breasts of the mountains, whose heads were still high and bright in the skies, all these indicated that a wintry storm was on the wing; the spirit of tempests would speak. But even this this was exciting; exciting to those of us who had been witnesses before of such stern forebodings, and exciting in itself as an exhibition of the grandeur of natural scenery. For my part, I felt the truth of that sentiment, applied elsewhere and on another occasion, that


"The loud torrent and the whirlwind's


But bound me to my native mountains more."

Daniel Webster was born in Salisbury, now a part of Franklin, January 8, 1782, where his birthplace is preserved and cared for, situated but a short distance from the highway bearing his name. In an address at Saratoga in 1840, he has this to say of that spot. "It did not happen to me to be born in a log cabin; but my elder brothers and sisters were born in a log cabin, raised amid the snow drifts of New Hampshire, at a period so early that, when the smoke first rose from its rude chimney, and curled over the frozen hills, there was no similar evidence of a white man's habitation between it and the settlements on the rivers of Canada. Its remains still exist. I

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