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VOLUME VIII.
EBEXSBURG, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 23, 1852.
NUMBER 49.
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"THERE IS A TALL HERO
Tune There was an, Old Xiggcr." J;c.
There is a tall hero who is known as General
Scott,
And he makes a grand military show,
But 'tis said in his head there's a mighty soft
spot,
Near the brain where the soft places grow,
He has bunr up his feathers and chapeau,
And has laid down his quiver and his bow,
And running for the President is tall General
Scott
But he never can be President you know.
Wien the war first commenced with amigo Mex
ico He was asked to direct his career,
Eut he sat down and wrote to the Generalis
simo, "I'm afraid of a fire in my rear,"
"And have hung up my feathers and chapeau,"
"And have laid down my quiver and my
bow"
There is no more fighting for tall General Scott,
Yet he never can be President you know.
But after he had taken a hasty plate of soup,
And had drank off a pint of old wine,
lie thought of "Hough and Ready" and his
vol-unteer troop.
Who were fighting o'er the Mexican line.
Then be took down his feathers and chapeau,
And called for his war steed Junot,
For," said he "General Taylor goes ahead of
Gen Scott,
As perchance he for President may go."
lie took from "Rough and Ready," all troops
of the line,
And ho bore lown upon Vera Cruz,
And there with the army all the navy did com
bine To carry out his bombardeering views.
Then he put on his feathers and chapeau,
And ho mounted his war steed Junot,
When that strong hold had fallen then thought
Gen. Scott,
"To be President I have the best show."
For the fall of Vera' Cruz General Scott gave
the praise
To the force of his regular command
But of the gallant navy he alters not a phrase
When the flags at the Point came to hand ;
And there hung up the feathers and chapeau,
Along with the buckler and the bow,
All placed to the credit of the tall General
Scott
Yet he never can be President you know.
'Twas the troops of the line and tho famed vol
unteers, And their chiefs who there fought for re
nown. Who won all the battles while he got the cheers,
When the Mexicans were all done brown.
Then he put on his feathers and chapeau,
And bestrode his proud war-steed Junot
Then the Leperos would hail the tall General
Scott
"For el Presidente General Schotie."
Yet when they had fought him into Montezu
ma's Halls
He cut away the arch of his fame
He raised such a breeze that it turned into
squalls
Which bluffed off his presidential game.
For Taylor," without feathers or chapeau,
And without any grand martial show,
Was run for the office, then the tall General
Scott
Was the picture of unmilitary woe.
But new he has arrived near the top of his
bent.
Yet the Whigs have restored him in vain,
For their time and their money will be all mis
spent At the fighting of the fall campaign,
Thn the tallest fuss and feathers and chapeau
That ever any government could show,
"fiiil be laid upon the shelf with the tall Gener
al Scott,
For he never can be President you know.
West Point, where the Mexican trophies
ere displayed. Palo Alto.
i5"Jobn," said a clergyman to his man,
"you should become a teetotaler you have been
drinking again to day."
"Do you never take a drop yourself, minis
ter r
"Ah, but John, you . mast look at your cir
cumstances nd mine."
"Very true, sir," says John; "but can you
tell me how the streets of Jerusalem were kept
o clean V
"No, John, I cannot tell you that."
"Well sir, it was just because every one kept
&s ain door clean."
BWealth without friends, is like life with
out health; the one an uncomfortable fortune
the cthw a miserable being.
Dog Fight In Frbgtown.
r We find the following . well-told story afloat,
without its origin being designated. It is not
possible to read it without a hearty laugh. The
burly Quaker, and the sturdy Deacon,, who took
a part in the fight, are graphically delineated
and the general muss which all Frogtown was
thrown into, is highly amusing : ; .
Who ever saw a dog fight,- without curiosity
to see it out, go in put in a word get excited
and not unfrequently fight also ? We have no
distinct recollection of having ever seen a seri
ous regular pitched battle between two dogs,
without a general fight among the bystanders,
or a scrimage between the owners of the animals
at least.
Rut the most remarkable dog fight on record
perhaps, came off at Frogtown, on the frontiers
of Maine, some years ago. It beat all plug
musses of the kind we ever heard of ;' it en
grossed the entire community in one general in
discriminate melee interminable law suits or
suits of law suits distraction of the town, its
downfall and ruin. . ,
A fanciful genius named Joe Tucker, a man
about town a lounger without visible means
of support a do-nothing, loafing, cigar-smoking,
good-natured sort of a fellow owned a
yellow dog, a slick, intelligent, and rather pret
ty beast, always at Joe's heels, and known as
well as his master, and liked far more, by the
Frogtowners. One day Joe and his dog were at
Bunion's grocery store, when a great piebald,
ugly-looking dog, standing along side of a wood
wagon, bounced on to Joe Tucker's dog knock
ed him heels over head, and so frightened Bob
Carter's wife who w:is passing toward her hus
band's blacksmith shop, with his dinner that
she stumbled back'ards, and her old sun bonnet
flopping off sacred the horse attach to the wood
wagon. He started hit Latherem's barber pole
upset the load of wood, half of which falling
down Gumbo's refreshment cellar, struck one of
Gumbo's children on the head, killed it for a
time, stone dead ; and so alarmed Mrs. Gumbo,
that she dropped a stewpau of hot, boiling oys
ters into the lap, instead of the dish, of a cus
tomer, who sat waiting for the 6avory concoc
tion, by a table in the corner. Mrs. Gumbo
rushed to the child the customer for the door !
Mr3. Gumbo screamed, the child screamed, and
the customer yelled !
"O, oh ! oh-h-h-h, my poor child !" cried
Mrs. Gumbo.
"Eh, eh, e-e-e-e-e-e !" 6creamed the child.
"Oh, murder-r-r ! O, by everlasting sin, I'm
scalded to all eternity ! Mur-der-r-r-r-r ?" roar
ed the customer.
The horse, a part of tho wagoB, and some of
the wood, were on their mad career. The own
er of the strange dog came out of the store just
in time to see Joe Tucker seize a rock, to de
molish the savage dog ; and not waiting to see
Joe "let drive," gave him such a pop on the
back of the ear, that poor Joe fell forty rods up
the street, and striking the foot of a long ladder
upon which Jim Elderberry was perched, paint
pot in hand, some thirty feet from firm brought
ladder, Jim, and paint pot sprawling to the
earth crippling poor Jim for life, and sprink
ling the blue paint copiously over the broadcloths
6atiaets and calicoes of Abraham Miller, a for
mal and even-tempered Quaker, who ran out to
the door, just as the dogs had fairly gone at it
hip and thigh nip and catch. A glance at
matters seemed to convince Abraham of the
true state of the case ; and in an unusually ele
vated voice Abraham called out to Joe Tucker,
who had righted up
"Joseph Tucker, thy dog's fighting."
"Let 'em fight it out !" yelled the pugnacious
owner of the strange dog. "Let 'em fight it
out ; I'll bet a load of wood, my dog can eat
any dog in town, and I can eat the owner !"
We have said, Abraham Miller was a mild
man ; Quakers are proverbially so. But the
gauntlet thrown down by the burley stranger
from the country, stirred the gall of Abraham,
and he rushed into the 6tore, from the back yard
having slipped his collar, Abraham brought
forth a brindle cur, long, strong, and aU power
ful. "Friend," said the excited Quaker, "thy dog
shall be well beateu, I promise thee ! Hike !
seize upon him. Turkhere boy 1" and the dog
went at it,
Bob Carter, the smith, coming up in time to
hear the stranger's defiance to the town, and
bent on a fight with somebody for the insult and
damage to his wife, clamped the collar of the
stranger, and by a serious of ten pound tens up
on the face, and back and sides of his bully an
tagonist, with his natural sledge hammers, Bob
stirred up the strength and ire of the bully
stranger, to the top of bis compass, and they
made the sparks fly dreadfully ! t
Joe Tucker's dog, re-inforced by that of Abra
ham Miller's, took a fresh start, and between
the two, the strange dog was being cruelly put
to his trumps. Deacon Pugh, one of the most
sedate and substantial and pious men in Frog
town, came up, and indeed the whole town was
assembling and Deacon Pugh, armed with his
heavy walking stick, and shocked at the specta
cle before him, marched up to the dogs, exclaim
ing as he did so :
"Fie, fie, fie for ehame ! disgraceful ! yon
men ; citizens of Frogtown, will you stand by
and -' ' '
"Don't thee, don't thee strike my. dog, Dea
con Pugh I" cried Abraham Miller, advancing
to the Deacon, who was about to cut right and
left among the dogs, with his cane.
"Your dogs !" shouted the Deacon, with evi
dent' fervor. "
rNot my d6gsrDeacon "Pugh !" echoed the
speaker.
"What did you say so for then !" shouted the
Deacon. ' .
"I never said dogs, Deacon Pugh."
"You'did !" responded the Deacon, with ex
citement. "Deacon Pugh, thee speaks groundlessly,"
said the Quaker.
"You tell a falsehood, Abraham Miller !"
"Thee utters a mendacious assertion !" reit
erated Abraham.
"You you you tell an infernal lie .'" bawled
the Deacon.'
' "Thee hast provoked my evil passions, Dea
con Pugh !" shouted the stalwart Quaker, "und
I will chastise !"
And into the Deacon's wool went the Quaker.
The Deacon nothing loth, entered into the spirit
of the thing, and we leave them thus "nip and
tuck," to look to the stranger and Bob Carter,
who fit and fought, fought and fit, until Squire
Catchem and the town constable came up ; and
in their attempt to preserve the peace, and ar
rest the offenders, the Squire was thrust through
the window of a neighboring watch-maker, do
ing a heap of damage ; while Lawyer Hooker,
in attempting to aid the constable, was hit in a
mistake, by the furious blacksmith, in the short
ribs, and went reeling down Gumbo's cellar with
frightful velocity ! The friends and fellow
churchmeA of Deacon Pugh, took sides against
the Quaker antagonist, and the shop-boys of
Abraham, seeing their employer thus beset,
came to the rescue ; while a brace of stray Irish
men, full of valor and whiskey, believing it to
be a "free fight," tried their hands and Eticks
upon the combatants indiscriminately; so that,
in less than one hour, the quiet and happy town
of Frogtown, was shaken from its propriety, by
one grand sublimely ridiculous and terrific bat
tle. Heads and windows were smashed chil
dren and women ran, screeched and sci-eeroed
dogs barked dust flew labor ceased and so
furious, mad and excited became the whole com
munity, that a quiet looker-on, if there had been
any, would have sworn the evil place had bro
ken loose, and the evil ones were all in Frog
town. A heavy thunder storm, finally, put an
end to the row ; the dogs were all more or less,
killed ; a child severely wounded, a man scald
ed, wagon broken, the horse ran himself to death
his owner was beateu awfully by Bob Cai-ter,
whose wife, and the the wives of many others,
were dangerously scared ; the painter was crip
pled ; dry goods ruined ; a Quaker, and Dea
con, two Irishment Joe Tucker, town const .ble
Lawyer Hooker, Squire Catchem, and some fif
ty others, shamefully whipped. Lawsuits ensu
ed, feuds followed, and the entire peace and
good repute of Frogtown annihilated all by a
remarkable dog fight.
Temptation.
We have already given a brief telegraphic
account of the execution at Mobile of Nathan
Crist. He was quite a young man, and his vic
tim was a travelling companion, named Theo
dore Nye. - It seems that the wretched culprit
was tempted to the deed by avariee. Nye told
him that he had a large sum of money, and the
idea of the murder immediately entered his
brain. They travelled together from New Or
leans to Mobile, Crist intending to commit the
deed on the way, but his heart failed him, and
he abandoned the idea entirely. His confessiou
proceeds as follows : ;
I then determined to go to Montgomery on
the same day of arrival here, but when I went
to the New Orleans boat for my baggage the
servant who had charge of it was away, and I
could not get it. When I returned to the ho
tel that time, the devil again put it into my
head to kill Nye. I went and bought a hammer
resolving to execute my purpose during the
night, but my heart failed me ; and on the mor
ning of the 2Cth I arose, again determined to
give it up altogether. I left my room early,
Nye being asleep, having been out the night be
fore. Two or three times before breakfast I
went to the room to kill him, but I could not do
it till I ate breakfast and went again up to our
room and told him to "get up and come and eat
his breakfast," and left the room.
After a while I started up stairs again, with
out any idea of murder, but when I entered the
room, Nye being still in bed, the first object
that met my eye was the accursed hammer
which I had parchased. In a moment in what
seems now a whirl of derangement I seized the
hammer and strove to bury it in his temple.
He said nothing afterwards, and made no noise,
but seemed struggling to move himself. I took
a towel and tied it tightly about bis throat, and
then searched for money, under the pillow and
in his pockets. Being disappointed, I went
down stairs, paid our bills, and asked for the
package Nye had deposited. Failing to get that
I went directly to tho New Orleans boat, got my
baggtge, &nd went on board the Lowndes.
After detailing the manner of his escape, and
referring to discrepencies ' in the testimony of
several witnesses examined on his trial, he con
cludes his confession as follows
Oie dagger,' which is still in my bosom, is
that I can make no reparation to the relatives
of y poor, ' unfortunate victim. Oh I that I
coutd l Oh ! that I could hear them say that
1ueyTorgue' m';- All-thafrl an -do now. lis -..la J
beg their forgiveness, and pray that God may
help them to grant my dying request.
I hnve nothing more to say, but to warn all
otherj to fly from temptation. The first thought
of crime, if not resisted, may lead to the des
truction of body and soul.
TlieiFuueral Celebration of the Cuban
; , . . Martyr. -
We extract the following from the N. O. Del-
j ta of the 2nd inst: "
Thii procession and funeral ceremonies com
memorative of the death of Lopez and his gal
lant comrades, in the struggle for Cuban Liber
ty, cime off last night, and excited a deeper and
more general interest than any public demons
tration which we have witnessed in this city for
some time. The whole population of the city
appetred to be out, crowding the streets thro'
which the procession passed, and manifesting
the liveliest sympathy on the occasion. . The
procession itself was one of the lasgest that ev
er turned out at night in our city. It was com
posed of citizens of all classes, parties and pro
fessions ; for, however our people may differ on
religious and political questions, they are all u
nited in their love of Liberty, and in their admi
ration and appreciation of those who have suff
ered in her cause. We have never 6een a dis
play which elicited a more unanimous and har
monious feeling than that which was manifested
on this occasion.
The procession was formed on Canal street ;
t the head rode the Grand Marshall, Colonel C.
2.. Wheat, and aids ; after these came a Etrong
ailitary escort, composed of the Washington
Regiment, under Col. W. W. W. Wood ; next
cane the hearEe, drawn by four grey horses,
ard supported by a number of Creoles of Cuba
ai pall bearers ; then followed the shattered
baud of Lopez's gallant comrader in his noble
struggle, led by Colonel Wm. Scott Haynes and
Major Kelly. There was a considerable delega
tion of these brave soldiers of liberty. They
bore a transparency, on which was inscribed:
"The Returned Cuban Prisoners beaten, but
not conquered !" After these came a large del
egation of the powerful Order of the Lone Star,
wearing upon their breast the glittering star
tht insignia of their order. Next came several
societies, all of which we could not recognize in
the darkness ; but the German organization of
the Turner were quite conspicuous with their
white uniform and dark hats.
Then following a very numerous reprcsenta
titn of that association which is ever prominent
! in patriotic and generous display the Firemen
of New Orleans. Several of the companies, and
particularly the Mississippi No. 2, and Red Ro
ver Companies, had transparencies with the ;
names of the members of their companies who
ha! perished in the expedition of Lopez. The
rear of the procession was brought up by a
losg line of carriages containing citizens. We
noticed particularly, in the line, a large repres
entation of Cuban Creoles, who evinced a deep
I seasibility on the occasion. The various divis
! ions were preceded by fine bands of music.
I which discoursed several appropriate funeral
airs.
After the procession entered Lafayette Square
the members formed around the stand, and the
addresses of the evening commenced.
Mr. Roberts was the fir6t speaker. He
sketched the principal features of tha Cuba
movement in a bold and rapid manner alluded
to the occasion of their meeting, and pronoun
ced a curse on all who would deny respect to
the memories of Lopez, Crittenden, Pragay, and
Kerr. His address was well received, and he
was frequently applauded.
Col. Scott Haynes, one of the returned priso
ners, next addressed the assemblage, and in a
brief and earnest discourse, repudiated the
charges falsely made against the memory of
Lopez.
Perry S. Warfield then addressed the people.
His remarks were, as usual, eloquent and telling,
and were cheered to the echo, by all present.
The oratorial efforts closed here.
Yesterday evening a solemn mass was offered
up in the cathedral, for tho memory of Lopez.
It was attended by great numbers, who were
anxious to testify their respect for the charac
ter of the gallant man, who fell in the noble,
though unfortunate struggle for Cuban liberty.
Religion pleaded to Heaven for patriotism.
The priest threw the shadow of the slole on the
cofiin of the warrior, and prayers for the liber
ty of Cuba, so loved, so fiercely struggled for
went up to the skies on the wings of the incense
of the altar.
All day the interest of the people continued.
Reminiscences of the chivalry cf Lopez, and
Crittenden, and Kerr, . occupied the minds of
thousands. Preparations for the evening were
made on every side, and eager eyes looked up
to the Lone Star which gleamed from many a
window in a kind of Labn worship.
Our State Ticket.
We take great pleasure in laying before our
readers the result of the harmonious proceed
ings of the Democratic State Convention. The
nominations are such as will sound the last the
death knell to the hopes to whiggerry in the old
Keystone State. Beyond question, better nom
inations could not have been made. The Dem
Oracyjof Pennsylvania cannot but feel cheered
at the gratifying prospect before them. " With
such a ticket as they have, if they have, if they
are true to themselves, their principles and their
cause, victory is certain, and that by untold
thousands. .
Hon. George. W. Woodwabd, the candidate
for Judge of the Supreme Court, at present oc
cupying a seat on the Supreme Bench, is a
neighbor of ours, and it gives us a more than
ordinary degree of pleasure to be able to bear
testimony to his exalted worth, and his peculiar
fitness for the place to which he hes been nam
ed. As a man, by sentiment, by practice, he is
generous, governed and controlled by high mo
ral and religious principles, pure and incorrupti
ble, and is highly esteemed by all whose pleasure
is to enjoy his acquaintance. As a lawyer and
a jurist his capacities are of the first order, his
talents undisputed. He possesses a perspicuty
of exposition a remarkable solidity and sure
ness of judgment, never misled by imagination
a profound knowledge of all the details and
intricacies of law a marvelous clearness, vigor
and facility of argumentation a circumspection
of language and a logical, philosophical connec
tion of thought rarely to be met with. His legal
writings, his pleas at the bar, and his public
addresses all show him to be not only a scholar,
but a deep and logical thinker pre-eminently
so. Altogether his talents are of a superior or
der and such as cannot but adorn and give char
acter to the exalted position to which he has
beon named, and to which he will undoubtedly
be chosen. It will be a proud day for Pennsyl
vania when she secures the services of this dis.
tinguished and talented jurist in the Supreme
Court.
William Hopkins, our candidate for Canal
Commissioner, is a man of business habits and
character which well fits hira for the station.
He was in the Legislature of our State, at the
time when Whiggerry under the lead of Thad
deus Stevens, opened the flood gates of its in
iquity, poured its Vandal hordes, and attempted
to trample under foot the laws and constitution
of our State, through the aid of the Buckshot
war. A stern, reliable and unyielding demo
crat, he could not bear that justice and right
should be disregarded, and elections treated as
if they never had been held, and taking Lis
stand on the ramparts of justice and the Consti
tution, resolved to sustain them or die in the at
tempt, he bravely met and manfully battled the
Vandal hordes, drove them from the Capitol,
saved the Constitution, and now lives to enjoy
its blessed protection. He has been, and is a
friend of progress, and in favor of the internal
improvement system of the State. Knowing
this much of him and the unanimity with which
he was chosen by the Democratic Convention,
we are satisfied that no more fitting man could
be selected.
All that is wanted now is for the democrats of
the State to rally to the polls on the day of
election. With candidates that deserve and
command their highest admiration, with a cause
that lays at the foundation of their future wel
fare and honor, we have no doubt that they will
rally enthusiastically in their support, and
achieve a most glorious victory. Luztrne Dern-
Serenade to Madame SontagIHitur.
bucciolte and ConfuklouThe Ser
enade broken up.
Last night, as early as 101 o'clock, a very
large crowd assembled at Uuionplace, in antic
ipation of the Grand Serenade to Madame Son
tag, by the combined Musical Societies of the
City. A moment's glance at the material of
which the crowd was composed, satisfied us
that mischief was intended.
There were several hundreds of noisy per
sons near the doors, who were easily recogniza
ble as of the Primary Election order, and their
behaviour betrayed their purpose long before
the time of putting it in execution. By 11 o'
clock, the crowd had increased to many thous
ands, filling the space back to the Park railing.
The arrangements for Police were in some way
misunderstood, and no force was present, so
that in order to keep the crowd from ransack
ing the house, it became necessary to barricade
the doors. There was great trepidation inside,
for fear that the people would break in, in spito
of the fastenings.
4t 11 1 o'clock the performers, escorted by a
small number of Firemen, arrived, but all at
tempts to get near the house were frustrated.
The uproar was perfectly deafening, although
thus far every body seemed to be in right good
humor.
The Firemen and Police made some effort to
clear a place for the music, but soon gave it up,
aad the performers stationed themselves as well
as they could, on the west side of the crowd.
Madame Sontag, accompanied by the Count,
now made her appearance and was received
with hearty cheers ; but she was very much
frightened at the excited crowd, the vociferous
cheers and the new indescribable "tajer," whicfc
was given in true New York style. Her fears
however, were all for the people, of whom she
was certain many would be hurt in the ruahinj
and crushing multitude. .
The cheers and yells continued for about Ui
minutes, and then the musicians struck up
'Hail Columbia," which put the crowd in bet
ter humor, and order was partially restored.
Then followed the overture to Der FreischuU
which was listened to with excellent attention.
Madame Sontag stood on the balcony during
the performance, waving her welcome to the
crowd. -
Now there arose a perfect furor among the
crowd for smashing white hats, and dozens of
men who were unfortunate enough to wear such
head gear, were rudely aasulted, and where re
sistance was made, we to unceremoniousir knoc
ked down. Among those worst used was Gen.
Hall, whose hat was knocked over his eyes half
a dozen times. .
There were also some scuffles with the Po
lice, and several severe blows were given and
received.
All further attempts at music ware drowaed
by the noise of the crowd, and not even Dod
worth's Band could get a hearing
About this time some of the musicians were
beset, their instruments broken, music torn up,
ic.
This decided the matter. The performer
moved off by force of the pressure, and soon af
ter the Chief of Polico appeared with large
force to clear the ground.
Madame Sontag retired, and the lights were
extinguished in her rooms, and at 1 o'clock
all was over.
The entire affair was broken up, and all the
disturbance made, in consequence of soma mal
icious misrepresentations made in the morning
by parties who are adepts in business of the
kind at least, this is the only reason alleged
last night for the disgraceful conduct of the dis
organizes. -V. Y. Tribuue.
Just Exactly.
Haskell is a gallant and a glorious fellow. Ha
fights as nobly in Tennessee for his old commaa.
der (Scott) as he fought in Mexico under him.
Lou. Journal H'niff.
Here is what "gallant and glorious Haskell"
says of Gen. Pierce :
I would consider myself personally disgraced
did I stoop to the humiliating baseness of in
sinuating cowardice against General Pierc
whom I know to be a brave man, chivalric in
his conduct on the field of battle. Others may
pnrsue that course which their feelings dictate;
but as for myself, I would spurn the thought
did it obtrude itself upon my mii:d."
Just so. Mr. Haskell, although a Whig,
fought well and bravely in the Mexican Wart
and bears honorable testimony to the bravery of
Gen. Pierce, while those Whigs who etaid at
home, denounced the War, and gave aid and
comfort to the enemy, now exhibit their basa
uess by insinuating a charge, which is branded x
lie, not only by Haskell, but also by General
Scott and all the other officers who knew Gen.
Pierce in Mexico.
We don't know whether the "gallant and glo
rious Haskell" intended his remarks, above quo
te, for the Whig stumpers of this region, who
are in the habit of condescending to "the hu
miliating business" which he so pointedly re
bukes and condemns. Be that as it may, one
thing is certain, the Whig Speaker who cbargea
or insinuates cowardice against Gen. Pieicc,
puts himself and Gen. Scott in antagonist posi
tions, and compels his intelligent, reading hear-
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ers, lo regara euner me epeaKer or vteu. ccoit
as guilty of falsehood. An instance of this
kind, is thus described as occurring at a recent
Whig meeting in the interior of New York:
The usual speeches were made in favor of
Scott the usual abuse heaped upon Pierce
and the usual proceedings had. Finally an elo
quent speaker, residing in the ncghborhood, wes
called to the stand, and during his address was
loudly cheered. He declared that Gen. Pierce
had fainted from terror in Mexico, and waa es
pecially effective in demonstrating to his owa
satisfaction that the democratic paity had been
disgraced by the nomination of tho eblo and
distinguished son of New Hampshire. Hardly
had the huzzas which this harangue was receiv
ed been given, before a noise was heard on tha
outskirts of the meeting, to which all eyes wera
6O0U attracted. The noise was found to pro
ceed from one of the local whig leaders, who,
with great energy and passion, vociferated hie
determination never to vote for General Scott. "
The last speaker was called down to tranquilize
the angry recusant, and to ascertain the cause
of his suJtlcn conversion. "Why, friend ;
why will you vote for General Scott ?" Be
cause," exclaimed the other, I "cannot vote for
any man for President, who utters falsehood !"
"What !" said tne orator, 'General Scott guilty
of telling a falsehood ? You must be clean draft
to make such a charge against such a man."
"W ell, sir," said the offended whig, "I repeat
it. I cannot vote for Scott, or any man who
deals in falsehood." "Explain yourself," "I will
do so," hereplied. "Here is my friend," turning
to the last orutor, "whom I have known all my
life ; he is a good citizen, an honest man and a
sound Whig. I have confidence in him. He
tells you, and all of us, thatPiercc is a coward
that he is not fit to be President that
be is a man of bad character. I believe
my old, friend. But on the other side is Gen
eral Scott, whom I never saw, whom I do
not know .ersonally, and who tells the country
Pierce is a brave man, and behaved as such ia
Mexico, and, also, that he is eminently compe
tent for the office of President of the United
States. I believe my neighbor and my friend,
the speaker who last spoke and if I believe
him, why then. General Scott must occupy ia
my mind the position, of uttering a deliberate
fasebood. This is toy reason for not vutiDc tot
?cttt."
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