The Opening Scene.--A ramble along our docks, at the present moment, presents a scene of extraordinary activity. We have in port nine Steam Boats, and forty-three Brigs and Schooners, besides numerous Canal Boats. On board all these, active preparations for service are being made. The reeking cauldron of boiling pitch sends up its clouds of smoke at every step; the rigger is aloft, putting his top gear in order, and the caulker's mallet, below, responds to the builder's hammer on shore; while the weather-beaten tar bustles about the deck of his floating home, rejoicing in the prospect of toil and tempest.
Many of these craft are new, while others are undergoing extensive alterations and repairs. Of the steam boats, the Daniel Webster is being rebuilt from the burning; the Victory is receiving a new engine of increased capacity and power; the Ohio, Gov. Marcy and New-York all being repaired and painted. The Thomas Jefferson, new boat, not yet finished, a monster of the deep, is to be made a splendid boat...no disparagement to any other. She is 175 feet in length of deck, by 49 breadth, including guards, and is to be driven by one of Allaire's engines, with a fifty inch cylinder and a nine foot stroke. She will have 142 berths, including the 24 in her ten state rooms; and if her splendour is surpassed by any boat on these waters--it will disappoint her owners. The Charles Townsend, also, is a new boat of smaller dimensions, but one every way calculated for substantial use.
Soon all this scene of preparation is to be changed--to give place to one of another character.--Ere long the fleets from canal and lake, each groaning beneath its burden, will mingle in our harbour waters for interchange of freight; and this done, while the one hies to the seaboard mart, the other will follow the setting sun to the farthest shores of our "inland seas."