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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 ' ■