the sight of the goddess of liberty standing there in new york harbor night and day, bathing her feet in the rippling sea, is a good thing. it is first-rate. it may also be productive of good in a direction that many have not thought of. as she stands there day after day, bathing her feet in the broad atlantic, perhaps some moss-grown alien landing on our shore and moving toward the far west may fix the bright picture in his so-called mind, and, remembering how, on his arrival in new york, he saw liberty bathing her feet with impunity, he may be led in after-years to try it on himself.