The Texas Telegraph (wherever the Americans go they imme- diately
establish a newspaper) contains the inaugural address of the President of that territory, so boldly wrested from Mexico by a band of adventurers. The address gives very little information respecting the state of affairs in Texas, or the prospects of the settlers; but it intimates that some hard fighting with the In- dians and Mexicans may be expected. In default of facts and statements, however, we have plenty of fine writing about civic wreaths, balmy breezes, beautiful prairies, dies of crimson, felon wolves, proud emotions, bosoms of adamant, and religious rights. At the conclusion of his address, the President had to deliver up his sword to the Speaker of the Texian Congress : the scene that occurred is thus described by the Telegraph- " The President paused for a few seconds, and disengaged his sword. It now, Sir, becomes may duty to make a presentation of this sword, this emblem of my past office '—(The President was unable to proceed further; but having firmly clenched it with both him& as if with a farewell grasp, a tide of varied associations of ideas rushed upon him in the moment ; his countenance bespoke the workings of the strongest emotinns ; his soul seemed to have swerved from the hypostatic union of the body, to dwell momentarily on the glistening blade; and the greater part of the auditory gave outward proof of their congeniality of feeling. It was in reality a moment of deep and exciting interest. After this pause, more eloquently impressive than the deepest pathos conveyed in language, the President proceeded;—' I have worn it with some humble pretensions in defence of my country; and should the danger of my country again call for my services, I expect to resume it, and respond to that call, if needful, with my blood and my life.'" 'rills is pretty well for the official journal of a band of buccaneers.
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