You are the gastronomic metropolis of the Union.

Why don't you put a canvas-back-duck on the top of the Washington column?
Why don't you get that lady off from Battle Monument and plant a terrapin in her place?
Why will you ask for other glories when you have soft crabs?
No, Sir,--you live too well to think as hard as we do in Boston.

Logic comes to us with the salt-fish of Cape Ann; rhetoric is born of the beans of Beverly; but you--if you open your mouths to speak, Nature stops them with a fat oyster, or offers a slice of the breast of your divine bird, and silences all your aspirations.
And what of Philadelphia ?--said the Marylander.
Oh, Philadelphia ?--Waterworks,--killed by the Croton and Cochituate; -- Ben Franklin,--borrowed from Boston;--David Rittenhouse,--made an orrery;--Benjamin Rush,--made a medical system;--both interesting to antiquarians;--great Red-river raft of medical students,--spontaneous generation of professors to match;--more widely known through the Moyamensing hose-company, and the Wistar parties;-for geological section of social strata, go to The Club .-- Good place to live in,--first-rate market,--tip-top peaches .-- What do we know about Philadelphia, except that the engine-companies are always shooting each other?
And what do you say to New York ?--asked the Koh-i-noor.
A great city, Sir,--replied the Little Gentleman,--a very opulent, splendid city.

A point of transit of much that is remarkable, and of permanence for much that is respectable.

A great money-centre.