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which involves so many others,’ said Mr. Norton;
“but surely, now, when there is no help for it, and
it is so universal, such acute feeling is out ol
place.’'
“Yes when the whole nation is a bankrupt,’
said the whig lady, “iodividnais need not be sore
upon the subject.’
The dinner-bell now rang. The folding-doors
were thrown open discovering a long well-filled ta
ble, at the head of which Mrs. Benton waved the
ladies to their places, and invited them to partake
of the dainties around them. Dinner was scarcely
over, and the family again assembled in the diaw
ing-room, when the near report of a pistol caused
a start and a shudder in all. They gazed upon
each other pale and wondering, when a loud shriek
aroused their energies, and with one accord all
rushed up stairs. The door of young Rozen
stieu’s room was open, before which lay the in
sensible form of Matilda, which had (aimed upon
the threshold, and with most harrowing fears they
entered the room.
It was all too true —there, upon the sofa the
young, the gifted, the amiable, Wilhelm Rozen
stien lay dead by his own hand. His dark hair
was matted around a wound in his forehead,
and the carpet was soaking with his heart’s
blood. Ho had done the deed deliberately, for
numerous letters lately written lay upon the table;
his mother’s miniature was around his neck while
near hint were the pictures of his sisters, and va
rious gifts they had sent him as tokens of their
love. On the table was a paper open, the ink of
which was scarcely dry.
“I am a bankrupt!” it said, “a dishonoured
thing to be scorned and pointed at by all who looked
upon me! I will not survive it! Ah, Matilda,!
have truly loved you, and ardently looked forward
to the day when 1 could call you my own—fate
has served us forever, and unable to support your
loss, I seek forgetfulness in the grave. Mother!
sisters!—adieu. Three weary years have l toiled
In a foreign land; fit'.* hope of again seeing my
native home, and pressing you to my heart once
more, has cheered me on my way. All is now
gone, ands atn a beggar—hopeless. I cannot
bear it. farewell—farewell!’
Th" sobs of the ladies was the only sound which
disturbed the stillness of the room, as they raised
the wretched Matilda, or gazed upon the hapless
suicide.
“Dear, but mistaken bov! sighed Mr. Norton,
as his tears fell upon the inanimate Rozensticn.
“\V ant of fortitude and religion, has brought you
to this woeful pass. You have broken those
hearts, which, could you have better borne the
ills of (ate, you might have seen in future years
happy irauudyou! God forgive you, jroor Wil
helm .”
“Amen! and sustain his mother!’ whispered
Mrs. Granger. E. R. S.
Ladies' Companion.
From the Philadelphia Visiter.
TIIE CURSE OF TAHLOOSIN.
BY J. H. Hf.WITT.
Look, Az*fla, bright-eyed daughter of Tahloo-
Sio, the mitrhty Waters are heaving with the canoes
°f the proud chief of the Oneida S—he is coming
with his bow unstrung and live pipe of peace
in his right hand. Can Ontwa behold this and his
heart be gla 1 ! Can he forsake the lamb while
the wings of vulture are spreading over it ? Go,
Azul.t, thy father tarries for thee at the door of
his wigwam—thou art for Yacochin, the mighty
of the Oneidas.”
Thus spake Ontwa to the maid who hung upon
his neck, as if in parting with him she lost her onlv
stay to existence.
“Can the young vine leave the strong trunk a
round which" it has clung aliko through storms
and sunshine ?” asked she, fixing her dark eyes
upon liis clouded features, “bid the fish forsake
fixe sparkling sea—-the birds the air—the timid
deer the deep and silent woods she loves to hide
herself in; but tell not Azula to go from Ontwa.
The winds blow here and there, and shake at the
same time the pine aud the maple, and all the
trees of the forest—the bright moon looks smi
lingly upon a brook; but Azula has but one love;
can Ontwa say it is not him ? Yacochin, the chief
ot the Oneidas has seen manny summers, he has
many wives—Azula cannot love him .”
“Maiden of the lynx-eve—the word is spoken,”
replied the young warrior, half smiling as he
gazed upon the fond one who clung near to him.
“Ontwa is the foe of Yaeocliin; my bow string
shall be drawn tight—l will put on my war-belt,
and my foot shall never tire, nor my arm rest until
I meet the chief of Oneida in the strength of bat
tle.—Azula, thy father is feeble and old, his gray
hairs hang like the bleached moss upon the mourn
ful cypress, his footsteps 1 iilicr, and lus eye is dim;
Yacochin has rich hunting grounds, food grows
in his fields, his warriors are renowned, and Ins
arm mighty in strite, will not Tahloosin give away
liis child to the Oneida chief, that his old days
may be the days of peace, and the song of sor
row be sung over his grave ?”
“Ontwa, the great spirit will be with us—Tah
loosin is old but he loves liis child for the sake of
her mother, whose skin was as fair as the blossom
of the dogwood. He lias often told me that the
smile of the fair-skinned maiden hung upon mv
lips, and that mv hair was as soft as tiie silk that
shoots from the green maize. Tahloosin will
not give his daughter to the man she cannot
love.”
Oatwa again looked upon the waters of the
lake : the fleet of canoes had arrived within a
short distance of the shore, and the valley be
neath echoed with the wild notes of the conkshell.
A dark and foreboding cloud spread over liis brow ;
hU chest heaved like the surface of the troubled
sea, and his hand fell involuntarily upon the bright
kuife that glistened in his leathern belt. Azula
watched the various changes of his countenance,
and throwing herself upon liis neck, exclaimed.
“Does Ontwa doubt Azula ?”
“Thou art the offspring of a treacherous and
fickle race—the blood es the white man runs in
thy veins—swear, by the great spirit who now
beholds us—whose eye is seen amid the bright
lightning, and whose voice is heard in the burs
ting of the storm-cloud, swear never to be Ya
cochin’s.”
The offended girl strove in vain to smother her
feelings; tearing herself from the embrace of the
young warrior, and standing erect in all the majes
ty of her nature, she stretched her arm over tow
ards the village at the foot of the mountain.
“Azula needs no oath to bind her faith,” said
she; “there stands her sire’s wigwam; will Ontwa
go with her to the chief bent down by the weight
of many wiuters?”
“It is enough,” returned Ontwa, “take this
shell, three long blasts will summon me. Go
meet the proud chief, the knife and the hatchet
shall be red, for Azula shall never wife be the of
Yacochin.”
The maid leapt from rock, to rock, and tarried
not until she reached the village. The council
fires were blazing, and the chiefs and veteran war
riors had met; among them sat the aged Tahloo
sin, the revered and venerated of the tribe ; he
arose and addressed the assembly :
“Brothers aud chiefs, it has pleased the great
spirit to heap upon iny head the white snow ol
sixty winters; 1 was born among you and have
always lived with you—may it also please him
who rules the land and sea, and who guides the
winds and the mighty storm, to permit me to die
anion** you. 1 have fought the battles oi my
tribe—sixty scalps hang in my wigwam, aud my
knife is red with the blood ol the white man.—
When the fair sky of youth was over me, and my
arm was strong in the midst ol the battle, I took
the young daughter of a pale-face from the flames
of her father’s hut; she was lair as the morning
star, and I brought her to our village. The sea
son passed over, the green grass came and went,
the young tree shot up towards the cloud—the
fair-skinned maiden grew in years, and i took her
for my wife. But she passed away like a tender
flower before the cold winds of the north, and leu
me Azula.— I have watched the bud—l have
seen it blossom and ripen, and I have trembled
lest it too should be taken from me. Chiefs and
brethren! the mighty Yacochin comes to claim
her hand ; I have ruled over you in war and peace,
and iny weary limbs now long to be resting beueata
the sod where sleep the bones of iny lathers—
Shall Azula be the wife of Oneida’s chiet !’
Each member of the council gave his assent by
a sedate nod of the head, and the body arose to
greet the Oneidas, whose canoes had just stranded
upon the yellow shore.
Yacochin was received with pomp: He cast a
careless glance upon the beautiful Azula as she
tremblingly handed him a pipe by her father's
commands. There was a coldness in liis looks,
which only tended to strengthen her dislike ; he
had passed the meridian of life, the frost of age
already had began to show itself upon his brow;
and but for his strong and muscular frame, which
is always fascinating to an Indian’s eye, he mitrht
have been called an ugly man. The poor girl's
heart was ready to burst; she dared not encoun
ter the frown of her father, and yet she new she
must reject the suit of the Oneida. There was but
one course to pursue, brave the worst and fly with
Ontwa.
The next day preparations were made for the
marriage ceremony ; the women and the warriors
were gathered around the wigwam of the aged
chief, and Azula tremblingly sought her father’s
presence.
“Tahloosin ! Brave in war and wise in peace,”
said she throwing her arms tenderly around the neck
ot the old man, “Azula is come to take a heavy
load from her heart. Thou art my sire—and hast
said thou Invest me. Would Tahloosin throw a
tender fawn to the hungry wolf?—Would he give
the dove to the talons of the hawk ?”
The old chief knit his brow in reply to his weep
ing daughter—the truth flashed upon his mind, she
was determined to thwart his’Tnteutions, and bring
sorrow upon liis declining years. “Azula,” said
he glancing fiercely upon the downcast maiden—
“thou wert the prop of my old acre. Shall the
sun set amidst the sfonn clouds shall thy father
tear his grey hairs and scatter them on the four
winds of the heavens? Look up—the nuptial
fire is kindled before our wigwam, and the chief of
the Oneidas awaits thy coming.”
“Father ! —as the oak is dear to the young vine,
so thou art to me—but. by the great spirit who can
hearthe whisperings of the summer winds upon
the bosom of the waters, 1 cannot give my heart to
Yacochin.”
The eyes of the hoary chief flashed fire, he cast
his daughter from him, and, stretching his arms
wide, exclaimed; —“The curse of Tahloosin be
upon thee—the clinging curse of a father upon his
offspring, if thou art opposed to his dearest hopes!
May the wrathful fires of heaven fall upon thy
head, and consume thee, if thou lovest another
than Yacochin ; may the cavern of damned spirits
be too narrow and its flames too shallow for thine
accursed soul to revel in. Azula ! —come to the
nuptial feast—or be this thy doom!
Saying this he left the trembling girl, and joined
those who were Waiting the appearance of the bride
in front of the wigwam. Azula, scarcely knowing
what she did, sped to the rock on which she had
the day before parted with Ontwa. Thrice she
blew the shell, and the echo rolled along the valley;
in a moment the young warrior was by her side.
“Ontwa !”—said she, “1 will bear the curse of
Tahloosin for thee. Let us fly, there are lands
beyond the waters where we can live—love like
that I bear for thee cau bring happiness to the wil
derness.”
“Dear Azula,—my arm is strong and mv canoe
is swift. Follow my footsteps, I will lead thee to
the waters.”
They had scarcely commenced descending the
rocky slope, when the wild notes of the conch
sliell echoed through the valley, and the veils of
pursuers were heard louder and louder. Ontwa
hurried Azula along from rock to rock, and through
brake and fen until they reached the shore,
The frowning aspect of the heavens was pain
ted with still blacker lines upon the awfully still
bosom of the stream; the rocks hung darkly over
its high banks and the low murmer of its gathering
clouds caused the lovers to hesitate a moment ere
they entered their frail hark.
“The wrath of the great spirit is upon us,” said
Azula, lookihg fearfully toward the vapours as they
slowly and heavily gathered over their heads.—
“The curse of Tahloosin is upon us—Ontwa ! let
us return.”
“Faint-hearted Azula!—the waters and the
winds and the storm-clouds are nothing to the
rage of an offended father. Wouhist thou return
now ? Be it so—go arid forget Ontwa, if thou
canst, he alone will brave the tempest.”
The young girl threw herself upon his bosom,
and then seizing his hand, exclaimed—“Ontwa
shall not go alone—death with him were better
than life with Yacochin!”
They leaped into the canoe and pushed it from
the land just as a body of their pursuers reached
the rocks above them. The aged Tahloosin who
stood upon an advanced rock breasting the wind
which now began to blow furiously—saw his only
child borne away by the man whom he hated, anil
stretching his boney arms over the deep, he again
called the venganece of the great spirit down up
on them. Azula waved a farewell to her angry
sire, while Ontwa with a desperate hope paddled
the light canoe over the heavy waves that endeav
oured in vain to bar their way. They were just
clearing the point which obstructed their view of
the village, when they observed for the first time
that they were pursued by a fleet of canoes. Azu
la shrieked when she saw that Yacochin and two
Indians occupied the foremost—seizing a paddle
she encouraged her lover in his exertions, and for
a long time they confronted the raging elements.
The Oneidas gained upon them, in spite of
THE GEORGIA MIRROR
their efforts—the storm raged high, and both boats 1
were making fast toward the rapids. Ontwa still
laboured with all his remaining strength, but his
paddle fell (Vom his hand and lie uttered a wild
shriei of despair, when he saw poor Azula fall
to the bottom of the canoe with the arrow of Ya
cochia rankling in her heart! She turned
her full dark eves upon him with an expression
which he could not understand, and sighed out
her spirit.
“Daughter of the fair-skinne*—Azula!” ex
claimed the lover bitterly—“we will not be long
apart; there are happy places in the land of de
parted spirits, for those who have loved.” Sud
denly his features became clouded, he seized his
bow, and tearing the shaft from the dead maiden,
winged it back to the heart of the infernal chiet!
The two remaining Oleidas when they saw
their chief fail dea l into the turbulent deep, ut
tered a loud yell, and pushed their canoe, by sev
eral quick strokes of the paddle, directly by tin*
side of Ontwa, who, witn one blow of liis toma
hawk severed the skull of the nearest. The other
immediately grappled with hint, and the struggle
was long and fearful, each endeavouring to throw
the other from his loot-hold. The storm con
tinued to rage—the roar of the mighty catract
now began to arid to the horror of the scene—the
waves tsssed as if battling with the clouds aud the
canoes of the struggling warriors rapidly floated
toward the yawning gulph. Azula! Azula! —l
am coning! shouted Outwa as the boats plun
gled over the foaming verge. Down—down the
horrid abyss they went, joining their wild yell with
the roar of the waters. The storm rolled on the
water spirit shrieked amid the deafening tumult,
the canoes floated along through the curling ed
dies, but the warriors were seen no more.
Manners in Missouri. —A member elect of the
lower chamber of the legislature of this State was
last year persuaded by some wags of his neighbor
hood that if he did not reach the state house at ten
o’clock o;i the day of assembly, he could not be
sworn and would lose his seat. He immediately
mounted with hunting frock, rifle and bowie
knife, and spurred till he got to the state house,
where he hitched his nag. A crowd were in the
chamber of the lower house on the ground floor,
walking about with their hats on and smoking ci
gars. These he passed ran up stairs iu the senate
chamber. st*t his rifle against the wall and bawled,
‘Strangers, whars the man what swors me in V —at
the same time taking out his credentials. ‘Walk
this way’—said the clerk, who was at the moment
igniting a real Principe, and he was sworn without
enquiry. When the teller came to count noses,
he found there was one senator too many present,
the mistake was soon discovered and the huntsman
Was informed that he did not belong there. ‘Fool
who! with your corn bread!’ he roared. You can’t
flunk this child nohow you can fix it. I’m elect
ed to this here legislatin', and I'll go agin all banks
and etarnal improvements, and if there’s any of
you oratory gentleman wants to get skinned, jest
say the word and I'll light upon you like a nigger
on a woodchuck. My constituents sent me here,
and if you want to floor this two legged animal,
hop on, jest as soon as you like, for though Pm
from the back country, I’m a leetle smarter than
any other quadruped you can turn out of this drove.
After this admirable harangue, he put his bowie
knife between his teeth and took up his rifle with,
‘Come here, old Sukc, and stand by me !’ at the
same time presenting it at the chairman, who,
hownver had seen such people many a time before.
After some expostulation the man was persuaded
tint he belonged to the lower chamber, upon
which lie sheathed his knife, flung his gun on his
shoulder, and with a profound congee, remarked,
‘Gentlemen 1 beg your pardon, but if I didn’t think
that that ar lower room was the groggery may 1 be
shot.’
The Governor of the State of Massachusetts
has signed the license bill. After the first of July
next, no licenses for the sale of spirituous liquors
will be granted in Massachusetts.
From the Louisville ( Ky.) Advertiser.
AY.* have been favored by (’’apt. Anderson, with
an account of the total loss of the steamboat B. I.
Oilman. This vessel on her voyage to Louisville,
having on board about seventy tons of iron, met
the Delaware on her way from Pittsburg to Nash
ville, about 10 o’clock on the night of the loth
April.,. The Gilman was running up the Kentuc
ky shore, immediately opposite V re lonia, Indiana
—the Delaware descending th * bend opposite.
The captain of the Gilman, f-cling some appre
hension of danger, steppe 1 liis engine and rang
his large bell, w hen he was 3 or 400 yards from
th- Delaware. By some strange fatality, never
tn •! - is, the Delaware attempted to cross the river
oral ran square into the Gilman, at the forward end
of the boilers, without stopping lr*r engine until
she was within a length of the Gilman. \So great
was the injury tiie Gilman received, that she went
down in a few moments. Capt. A. says: “To
make matters worse, the boats became entangled,
and the Delaware, in backing to get clear of the
wreck, dragged it some distance into deep water
so deep that the hull carried down the yawl, made
fast by tii * painter to the stern, and sunk the cabin
within a few inches of the hurricane roof, where
all on board* men, women and chi! Iren, bv the
great exertions and presence of mind of the offi
cers and crew, were placed—some drawn through
the sky-lights, and others pulled up by their hands
from the guards below. The cabin at length broke
from the hull, and drifted away several miles be
fore the yawl of the Delaware was sent to it. The
Queen .Sultana passed without stopping. The
Girard kindly assisted and towed in the wrecked
cabin, by which act of humanity much of the bed
ding, furniture aud clothing of tiie sufferers were
saved.”
AYe understand tiie Gilman was insured at the
office of tiie Aiarine and Fire Insurance Cos.
Horrible D"a<h —Extract of a letter to the Ed
itor of the Detroit Free Press, dated Lyma, lona
county, Michigan, March 30, 183-h
“An inquest was this day held, about eight miles
north ol this place, over the bodies of three per
sons nearly consumed by fire, i u the body of a lo?
house in winch they lived. Tie: Unanimous ver
dict of the jury was that they were all most horri
bly murdered bysome person or persons unknown.
1 he presumption is stronsr, ho vever. that the aw
ful deed was committed by the Indians in that
neighborhood. The bodies found were the wife
and two children of Air. Ansel J>. Glass, who re
moved into this country late last fall from the north
part of the State of New York—and it is suppos
ed (with much good reason) that Air. Glass must
also be murdered somewhere in the vicinity of his
house. Afr. Glass lived four miles from any white
inhabitants, and none of the nearest inhabitants
had seen him or any of his family, since the 14th
inst. till o-i the 28th, Mr. Hiram Brown one of the
nearest settlers, went there on business, and found
that the house had been burned, aud the bodies ot i
the woman and iho children were found as above
stated. No trace could be found ot the bony or
bones of Mr. Glass.
Mr. Glass was known to have a good rifle, two
axes and two barrels of flour packed in a box, iu
one corner of the room, and no trace ol either
could be discovered, which circumstance led to
the conclusion, or at least tiie strong presumption
that they were massacred by the Indians, aud the
iiouse set on fire. Several locks of the woman's
hair were found near the door of the house, with
the skin and flesh attached to them. A handker
chief was also found besmeared with blood. A
general turn out of citizens is expected tomorrow*,
to endeavor, if possible, to discover the body of
Mr. Glass.”
From the .\ew York Star.
Tiie Steam Ship Sirius.— -This vessel reach
ed Sandy Hook last night and came up early this
morning and anchored oil the Battery, where she
now lies. The announcement of this desired e
vent flew like wildfire through the city, and
crowds of persons from an early hour have been
thronging to the Battery, ami the small craft of
the Whitehall boatmen have never had more
active employment— hundreds flocking off in them
to the great lion of the waters. We hastened
down with the moving mass of populatian to the
Battery, and soon saw the gallant streamers of the
noble ship gleaming iu the bright sunshine—the
star spangled banner at the foremast and Brittan
nia’s standard hanging over the stern. Every
body was struck with the noble bearing of this
craft—her ship-like aspect though longer than
ordinary ships for her bulk and the neat rig of
her masts. Iu fact she is a perfect sea boat.
She is painted deep black, except the light green
tatfrail on the quarter and the gilding about the
stern, and the paddles and sh ifts of the rim, and
apparently delicate frame work of the wheels which
are red and of iron, but nevertheless not iu the
slightest degree injured apparently, which to look
at them seems astonishing, considering w hat bil
lows the ship has waded through, and what heavy
gales she has encountered. Neither is the roof
of the round house robbed apparently of a single
plank.
On arriving on board we wore received with
great politeness by Lient. Richard Roberts, of
her Majesty’s navy, commander of the ship.
The vessel did not stop but one hour in the whole
voyage, and that was on the Banks of New. found
land during a heavy gale, and in or lor to fasten a
screw. Never laid too once during the whole
voyage.
The ship’s company is 40, exclusive of the
Captain, Lieut. Richard Roberts, Royal Navv;
Mr. Win. Ramsen, superintendent of the Engi
neers; first mate, John Dudley; second mate,
Geo. T. Briggs: third mate, Francis 8. Whit
taker; boatswain, Richard Jones; first engineer,
John Lambert of Glasgow; second do. Win.
Dinner, Portsmouth;' 15 firemen, *)seamen—the
seamen all English, the firemen Irish, Scotch and
English: tire rest are servants, stewards, <vc.
All the crew are British—passengers— 46. Five
ladies in first cabin from London and Cork, four in
second cabin, a number of gentlemen, two school
masters, three artists, and several m tchanics
During the whole course never shipped a a;
never had the least apprehensions of any dancer;
consumed 400 tons of Welsh (bituminous) coal *
and have a supply on hand; never cleaned the
boilers; the maehitr.-ry worked beautifully during
the gales, and Samuel Hall’s condensers" and im
proved engines, which were used, fully and com
pletely sustained the hi h opinion entertained of
them. No accident oc orrred.
To Lieut. Richard Roberts, therefore, belongs
the honor of having first achieved an experiment
which it was easy to foresee was, from the exten
sion to which coast steaming in Europe and A
merica had been previously carried, on the verge
of consumma ion, but whirl it nevertheless re
quired nerve and decision to undertake. He ap
pears perfectly unconscious of the importune of
the event which has been accomplished through
liis skill and courage.
His own country will mark the event, and con
fer on the man some high honor as we trust and
believe. Captain Roberts is also commander of
the largest steam packet ship afloat, viz. the Brit
ish Queen (late Victoria,) over L.IOO tens, just
completing at London, and from which he sails
in her on September next.
The passage of the Sirius w ould have been at
least four to six days less, but for (he heavy gales
shortly after leaving Cork, and the constant wes
terly winds for all the first half of the voyage, w ith
a dead, heavy, confused sea on, an 1 especially
du ring the two days, severe weather on the Bank s.
The engine of this ship is entirely out of sight,
and the pipe, which is painted white, with a
blacktop, and solid and broad, do.-s not reach
over some twenty feet above deck, standing as
firm as when she left port. The wheel house
does not come much below the guJ -eon, leaving
therefore the paddles and the light iron frame
work oi' spoke and rim, to w hich tliev are attached,
open to sight. The paddles tre each in form of
a flight of three steps, each step narrow.
The Steam Packet < treat Western has arrived
nt New York in fifteen days fro u England.
Amid the excitement consequent on the success
ful termination of the voyages of the Sirius and
Great Western Packets,"it should not be forgot
ten that the crossing of the Atlantic in Steam ships
was long ago performed by an American craft and
crew, and consequently the honor of originality
and priority m the enterprize belongs to this
country. The name of the bold seaman who a
chieved the feat first is on no one’s lips w hile the
imitator is already famous. It is the old game:
Americas Vespticius gave a name to a continent
following in the wake of the world-seeking Geno
ese. America is the worst of mothers to her sons
of genius. No private patronage—no public pen
sion awaits them. They are neglected at home
while the fruits of their toil are possessed by stran **er
hands, and foreigners are knighted for assuming
their laurels. In England, Fulton would have
been raised to the peerage. Here, he died in
poverty; and when liis heirs apply to Congress
for dues, not gifts, exertions arc made to deprive
him ol the empty fame he enjoyed.—iVaf. Gaz.
A <rreat match against time to walk, fair toe and
heel walking, ten miles in an hour and a half,
came off yesterday. Time has been hacked at
2M to 15!. The pedestrian Sutton had not only
the bad weather to contend against, but the Great
er part of the match was done on a rough "road,
and through a populous neighborhood. The
start took place at ten minutes past three, from
Ray street, Clerkenwcll, and two miles and a half
were done right out, and the same distance back
again. The first five miles were done in forty-two
minutes, and the next five miles in forty-seven
minutes, tnus leaving the pedestrian the winner
bv one minute. He did not appear to suficr par
ticularly from fatigue. — Foreign Paper .
From the Washington (V. (.J l s It ig.
MESSRS CLAY AND CALIiOLN.
The Senate cf the United Slates has recently
exhibited a very extraordinary spectacle. It is
certainly the first time iu the parliamentary histo
ry of this country, atid perhaps ol England, that
a day -has been set apart for the trial of a personal
issue between two statesman, it an excuse be
necessary, it may be found in die magnitude of
tiie question on which the issue arose—and the
great uneven felt by large parties, and even large
sections, in the political lortuues of the combat
ants. Os the merits of the controversy Ido not
propose to speak : my purpose is to attempt a ra
pid comparison of the tw o great men whose names
adorn this article.
And first, iu what respec t do they resemble ?
Both are certainly, very extraordinary men. Both
have seen long and arduous public service. Both
are men of great capacities of mind, of great en
ergy of purpose, of high moral courage. Both
are men of undistinguished parentage. And here
I pause to remark, that it is not the least merit of
our free institutions, that acknowledging no social
distinctions but such as arise from mind ami vir
tue, they throw the portais ol honor wide open to
all who choose to enter the list of preferment
No matter hm.v humble the young azoirant may
be, no matter whether fortune smile or frown, no
matter if he be the sou of the poorest peasant in
the Republic, however contracted his means,
however lowly his origin, it he. lms. tiie mind to
achieve, and the soul to and ire, lie finds in the in
stitutions ot his country a Iriend that will greet
his efforts with an encouragement as warm as if
liis pedigree were as high as that of the Ca-sars.
To return: both Mr. f lay any Mr. Calhoun are
the architects of their own neatness. But here
the resemblance ceases. In their main intellectu
al characteristics tliev are totally dissimilar
Both, it is true are men of much and noble am
bition; but it is ambition of dill' rent sorts. Mr.
Clay is ambitious ol present popularity, and is too
apt to mistake the applause of a party for the
whispers of fa ne. Mr. Calhoun also, is ainbi
tious of popularity, but, i.hc the celebrated Mans
field, it is of th it sort which follows, not that
which is run idler, of that which is sure in the
long run to reward tue pursuit oi noble ends bv
noble means. Hence, we fluid Mr. Clay congrat
ulating himself upon having “changed his opinions
with the people;” whilst Mr. Calhoun appeals to
“lima to do justice to his opinions and motives.”—
Mr. Clay is more of the politician than statesman:
Mr. Calhoun mere ot the statesman than politician.
Mr. Clay is a mau of means and excitement; Mr.
Calhoun of elements and j r.uc i; l. s. Mr. C'hiv
looks to men, to circumstances, to the thousand
eddies and cur; -tits in the great ocean of p«:!i:ical
to interests, to expediencies: Mr. Calimuu ;,i
from an eminence, surreys the va-t expanse caii
prehende I by his mind s eye, and his vie/.s are i
broad as his kevizon. Mr. Cl.ty is. perhaps, too
much of a J magogne ; Air. UaJfcean too much
of the closet phi • I’d'e:’. Mr. C.iiii u:i, pm’.:., ,
attends too e .olusiv. Iy to the el nnciitary - inni
ness of his political prim ipb , :•:.<! heeds too fit;)*
their present ;qq lication ami n: dity ; whilst Mr.
Clay is too nut • *r;v ■ I with tin: m av.ue oi
th * hour to scrutinize closel y the principles on
1 wlii' h thoy are based. Mr. Clay looks too much
to the present; Mr Calhoun too much to iiic
future. Both prof* sto look with peat compla
cency on tiie past, put it is perhaps a sound opin
ion, that neither ought to throw the first stone
—over their shoulders. There is this singular
fact, however, that Mr. Calhoun, sneli is the fore
of liis genius, l,as carried through every grc:t
measure upon which he staked kin : elf since he
came into public life, however obnoxious such
measures may have keen to the [ üblie seutiimi.t
of the day ; whilst every prominent system ot
public policy suggested by Mr. Clay, or.commit
ted to liis advocacy, however ; opular at ti e iiiuc,
has sunk under the mature judgment of enlight
ened public opinion. It must be conceded, there
fore that in that great political virtue, forishf
w hich is the offspring of a profound eompaiwi
of causes and effects, Mr. day nur-t yield to Lb
competitor. Both the gcntL-mt*.: however li.»ve
written their names on every .page of the history
of the Republic for the last twenty years.
Air Clay is an Orator; Mr. Calhoun i- »
Logician. Perhaps the distinction is mo br • id
ly stated: I speak of the leading excellency
each Mr. Clay is by no means an inferior rev I
soner, but his fort:: lies in addressing the pss* I
sions, in brilliant excursive flights of fancy, in cap-1
tivatiug the eve, the ear and the imagination, it ■
power and copiousness of language, m the bear■ I
ty of sentences ami rent mines* of periods, iu l!« ■
thunder of his tie. In;*. ut J ; ; whilst on the contrary I
Mr. Calhoun, though by no means deficient ia thf ■
music of words, fi; als chiefly with the umlomtati'r-l
ing of men. Mr. Clay a.; a reasoner, is rsfiiwH
hose and inconclusive, freouentlv supplying tin ■
place >.f pure ar ruined with nan-dive and aiicCtk '-I
Air. Calhouu is a rcasoncr of .singular jowcrori-H
ginal, cogent, profound, astounding the readerH
with tlm novepy nj'his positions, compelling
lief by the cou-uev of his argument, and net
frequently pushing thought into regions beyoidß
the reach of humidor minds, ills j:;te!l»’rU.H■
grasp is prodigious ; nor arc Ills views less remark ■
aide for precision and subtility than f r
boldness and str i:pb. I ; reading Air. ( '0 S H
speeches, the mind oft he reader is rarely fid igw v: ■
the argument is rarely so abstruse an to exhal'd B
lie passes easily from idea to idea, from topic to top ■
ie; and the fancy ia amused whilst the
instructed. Air. Calhoun’s speeches to be ap-H
pieciatcfl must be studied. He who looks
musement will look there in vaip. liis
tions are sometimes so very fine, as to give
diligent reader a feeling of mental pain, not
that felt by the eye which has made several ,rult I
less efforts to thread a very fine needle, He ie 'B
jects all ornament. Mr. Clay is the gladiaW'H
who to strength add agility find art; Mr. Calhoun,
who supplies all other defects by the main strer?"B
of his right arm. Air. Clay is Sagadin with _
lance; Air. Calhoun Coeur de Lion with -I
battle axe. Air. Calhoun is a vast inteHeriri ■
giant, striding as it were from mountain- ,n l’
mountain-top, overstepping vast vallics of
to be toiled over by those who seek to tral
Air. Clay is a giant too, of more agile but ol
erstride. lie is now on the mountain, J a ' /Z
you with the splendour and vastness of his
the next moment in the valley below,
music with the rivulet. n ..^B
I conclude as I began : they arc both e* ll '" 1
dinary men. Their recent contest may we' l ■
called “The war of the giants and (to boii (l
figure from the son of Fingal) “as two »J rra 'Jj
from neighboring mountains nice', mix 1,1 I
so meet our heroes.” p*
Let no man he so unjust to the honoi 1
country as to speak either (ff Mr. Clay ° r ' ■