Daily Northern Tribune

From our Boston Correspondent.
Boston, March 2, 1848.
The House of Representatives and Senate Chamber make a very impressive appearance in the mourning weeds in which they have been clad in respect to the memory of the departed great man, Adams. By the way, doesn't it strike you a little queerly to see the men who have been defaming this fine old statesman all their lives, now racking their brains to find words eloquent enough to sound his praises? Especially do these eulogiums ring odd in my ears, coming, as the most fulsome of them do, from the slave power. In former times, while sojourning in the South, I recollect to have incurred no little public indignation for having dared to say a few words in Mr. Adams's defence. It was in 1841, at the time when this remarkable man, laden with the weight of more than three score and ten years, was contesting almost single-handed, against not only the combined South, but a large party in the North, for the sacred right of Petition. The indomitable spirit with which he contended for the reception of Anti-slavery petitions, goaded the slave-holders to madness, and there was no epithet of disgrace and condemnation which they forbore to apply to him. In many places he was burnt publicly in effigy, and every insult that the most intolerant hatred could suggest, or stupid malignity devise, was vented upon him. Now how changed are all these discordant notes, and what mellifluous measures have succeeded! Surely, it would furnish matter for a new "Ode to the Passions."
And to what are we to attribute all this wailing that comes wafted on every breeze from the South, at the decease of the great champion of freedom? Has the master become the involuntary and unwitting medium of the bondman's moan for the loss of his benefactor? Or is the South really so magnanimous and chivalric, that, in sincerity and truth, it mourns the death of so formidable an opponent to its "peculiar institutions"? Perhaps so.
Among our own people, the inquiry naturally arises, "who shall (not fill, that were impossible, for such a man is made only once in a thousand years, but who shall) take his place? And this not as the representative of this or that district, but as the leader of the opposition to the Slave Power. It is said, that in this regard, Mr. Adams looked hopefully to John G. Palfrey for a successor. The friends of universal freedom, generally, view Mr. P. in this light. I trust to God his shoulders will be broad enough for the mantle of influence and exalted usefulness which has descended upon them. We shall see.
In the marts of traffic all is quiet, though the spring trade is expected to open briskly.
Notwithstanding the monetary plenty in England, money is still scarce with us. I observe, however, a gradual improvement in the stock-market. The roads are in rather bad condition, not materially bettered by a slight fall of snow a day or two ago. There is no sleighing, but the city never was gayer than at present, though we are informed by the newspapers that it is shrouded in grief on account of the decease of the great statesman. The Benedict Club had a grand ball last Tuesday. Hon. Edw. Everett and Rev. George Putnam—both distinguished orators, you are aware—are to deliver funeral discourses on the death of John Quincy Adams.