No: except the arts of attack and defence', either in billingsgate or boxing - not much matter which, for they are both practiced in Congress, at Washington. " We are a government of the people," and that people sui generic When the "freest, the most intelligent, and the most enlightened nation on the earth," are sufficiently cultivated in the arts to know the difference between the designs of a village carpenter, and those of Michael Angelo, their " government" may do something to encourage the arts; and that will require something besides "Art Unions;" who spend five shillings for tack, to a half-penny for bread, after the fashion of Jack Falstaff, to accomplish.

Some years ago I was gating at Green ough's statue of Washington, then in the rotunda at our national capitol. By the way, I never liked either the posture or the drapery of that piece of sculpture. The attitude of Washington should be standing, like his own towering greatness, superior to everything around it. A few feet from me stood that elegant man, and accomplished scholar and statesman, William C. Preston, of South Carolina. He was looking upon the statue with much interest, and, as I thought, a criti-cal eye. At that moment a couple of the " sovereigns" passed by, one of whom was picking with his fingers, the kernels out of some walnuts which he held in his hand. He had got hold of a bard one, which, after trying with his teeth, still held fast to the " meat." Stopping short against the statue, he exclaimed: "I say Bob - if I had a ham-mer, I'd crack this nut on that old chap's toes!"

We have been fortunate enough in this country to get some fine specimens of architecture in our government buildings, and many more in our public structures where govern ment had nothing to do with them. So too, in the way of pictures and statuary. Now and then, we have a tolerable public garden, or park, but on a small scale. The effect of these will be to produce better ones. We must get on by degrees; and after a while, and a good while too - we may possibly get up by the side of some lesser things among the: barbarian Italians, French and Mohammedans. From the constitution of our government, and the operation of our institutions, we can never have in America, that riotous display, or that high cultivation of the arts, which exist in the despotisms abroad. "The great* est good of the greatest number," contrary to that of " the greatest good of the fewest number," as there, is our theory and our practice. Private fortunes in this country are not sufficiently large to indulge in a display of the arts to any extent; nor is it often that the wealth of any one family - even if the successive generations of such family were dis-posed to indulge in it - sufficiently large to carry forward a work of this kind to completion, with any grandeur of design.

Government, of course, will not do it, save in detached parcels for its own use, and those not largely expensive. A despotism, or a monarchy, where the will of a single man, or the combined will of many, and that will perpetual for the time of a generation, or longer, only can carry out groat national works of art.

Another question then comes up; are they, as a whole, beneficial to man? I mean such magnificent conceptions of art, as those of Michael Angelo, Raffablr, and the great masters of centuries gone by - for in these better days for the people, there exist, confeasedly no such masters. Such works, in the expense they entail in their erection end ex-eattioa, and in the care and keeping of them afterwards, are incompatible with the freedom and happiness of the people where they exist. We need only name Greece, Rome, Venice, Geneva, France in the time of Louis XIV, to say nothing of ancient Egypt, and the nations contemporary with her power and grandeur.

"While stands the Coltfeam, Roma shall aland;" and so shall stand the tale of her luxury, her wretchedness, her fall, her degradation and misery. The spetacle of her " Dying Gladiator,"

"Butchered to make a Roman holiday," and a thousand other atrocities practiced by that highly refined, yet barbarous people, moat ever sadden the picture of the arts in Rome. No: better that the arts should creep along in America, under the stinted patronage of the goverment,, or of the few communities of private citizens who can appreciate and afford them; even that Jonathan, in his bunting-shirt and happiness, should crack his shag-barks on the toes of Washington, than that we should give up our comforts, our usefulness, our liberty, to that which, with all our efforts, we cannot equal in nations now in their decline, and who send us by way of addition to our strength, save now and then a man of worth, little else than singers, dancers, trinket-venders, shoemakers and beggars.