The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1833-06-21 00:00:00

DEATH OF JOHN RANDOLPH.

(From the New York Gazette.)
John Randolph of Roanoke is no more. He died yesterday
('27th May), about twelve o'clock, at the City Hotel. The ex-
citement in Chesnut-street, when the melancholy fact became
known, can be imagined—not described.
Mr. Randolph became a member of the House of Represent-
atives about the time when Mr. Jefferson came into power.
He was then a young man, but his appearance was even more
juvenile than his years. It is related of him, that on being
questioned by the Speaker about his age, he replied in his pe-
culiar tone, "ask my constituents." He had been, while a
young man, a warm politician at the Virginia Court Houses
and hustings, and we remember to have heard him once give
an account of his visit to Poughkeepsie, to hear the debates in
the Convention of New York, called together to deliberate on
accepting the constitution of 1787.
Mr. Randolph took the republican side of the question on his
appearance in Congress. He at once attained a high rank asa
debater, and was appointed Chait man to the most important
committee of the House—the committee of ways and means.
He continued in this position for several years, gave evidence
of talent and originality, but occasionally showed an eccentri-
city that gradually cooled the admiration and friendship of
Mr. Jefferson.

It was during the second presidency of Mr Jefferson that
Mr. Randolph withdrew his support entirely from that patriot's
administration. Of this event he was in the habit of saying,
" when Mr. Jefferson made war on my tobacco, I made war on
him." He opposed the non-intercourse and embargo laws;
and took the same exceptions to those measures which New
England did.
It has been, however, said, that the cause of his opposition
to Mr. Jefferson's administration was the refusal of a mission
to France. Mr. Randolph told Mr. Jefferson one day, "My
health, sir, requires a voyage to Europe—can't you give a
passport to France ?" Mr. Jefferson did not, or would not,
understand the hint thus delicately conveyed. No mission was
forthcoming—Mr. Randolph's health did not require a sea
voyage—and he then took the opposition ground distinctly and
openly.
During the whole of Mr. Madison's administration, and part
of Mr* Monroe's, Mr. Randolph continued in opposition to the
administration. He speeches are partly on record—but their
spirit and beauty no pen can record. lie was warmly opposed
to the late war, and made many eloquent bursts against that
popular measure.
On the chartering of the present United States Bank, he
made a speech of great originality in hostility to all banks.
His favourite expression was that the constitution was a "hard
money constitution"—but Congress was making it " a paper
money constitution."
Hi; last appearance in Congress was during the sessions of
18'28-29. The first session, previous to the election of General
Jackson, he used to speak every other day. We heard him on
almost every occasion ; and although he was always erratic, he
was always fascinating—sometimes eloquent—never without
point—and occasionally beautiful, and severe to an extreme
degree.
Mr. Randolph's beau ideal of country was "old Virginia"—
"good old Virginia"—his patriotism was the love of the hills,
the streams, the rivers, the vales, and the blue mountains of his
loved Virginia. He has done more to make the " Old Domi-
nion" the idol, the pride, the whole world to Virginians, than
all their other public men put together. Virginia was to him a
sentiment—a feeling—a passion—a mistress—a lover—all that
he cared for, and all that he valued in life. Horses, society,
foreign travel, adventure occasionally called forth his attention
and his resources—but all these occupations were merely inter-
ludes to the great drama of Virginian ascendancy, which
_per-
petually haunted his imagination, and sometimes reached his
heart. There was no man that could wield the popular enthu-
siam of the "old dominion" with the wizard power that John
Randolph could. He was indeed capricious as a lover, and so
was his mistress—but on great emergencies they were always
locked in each other's arms. His influence over his immediate
constituents was unbounded. "Do you intend to come to Con-
gress again ?" asked a gentleman of his immediate predecessor,
Judge Bouldin. " I can't tell—it depends whether Mr. Ran-
dolph wants to run or not."
We understand that his remains will be sent back to his loved
Virginia, there to repose among the ashes of his forefathers.
The lion. John S. Barbour, of Virginia, attended him in his
dying moments, and took measures to have those melancholy
rites performed which the sad event called forth. The Hon.
L. W. Tazewell is, we believe, also here, or was here a day or
two ago. A couple of hours before his death he talked and
said he felt as well as usual—his health had, in fact, recovered.
He wrote to Virginia for the pedigree of a horse. It was but
the last flickering flame blazing up for a moment only, to be
succeeded by a long and lasting night in this world. " I am
going," said he to a gentleman of this city the other day, " I
am going to England—'tis the last throw of the die." He was
right in one respect—it was indeed the last throw of the die ;
but it was a throw into eternity—not to England. We have all
to travel the same road, and make the same throw. With John
Randolph dies the wizard power that wielded the political ima-
gination of Virginia.

Sales of great landed estates and valuable personal property
are more than usually numerous this season; so are emigra-
tions, which are not confined, as heretofore, to the poor and
needy, but in the list of which will he found many high and
aristocratic names.

iklaartiaCaWivvo SLavas.—At St. George's Church, Bar
badoes, by the Rev. Mr. Went, Robert Jordan, to Christian
Griffith, slaves on Windsor plantation. The happy couple,
in a phaeton and pair, accompanied by three gigs, in which were
several of their friends, besides five on horseback, proceeded to
the church amidst the joyous salutations of the whole planta-
tion gangs, and, after the indissoluble knot was tied, returned
to the house of the bridegroom in the village yard of the plan-
tation, where a tasty dejeune was in readiness for their refresh-
ment. The early part of the day was spent in rural sports and
innocent festivities until four o clock, when the whole party,
consisting of many additional guests, sat down to a sumptuous
dinner, where the well-crammed turkey, smoking roast beef,
and home-fed pork, tempted the appetite. A splendid bridal
cake, floundering in all the brilliancy of gold and silver leaf,
and well studded with sugar plums, graced the festive board;
and in addition to which and the other nicknacks from the
pantry, their master's orchard and well-stored cellar furnished
mat variety to gratify their palate. The festive dance closed
theirameltalasmenbeenrts of the guests, while the happy pair stole off to
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0" in chorus. I have also seen in the same region two giants
of the Irish press, who transmit wondrous intelligence to their
respective organs, stuck in opposite corners, like Goy and Ma-
gog at the Guildhall. These have their coteries about them
THE DUTCH COAL TRADE.—The following is an extract of
supplying exclusiye information.
a letter received by an eminent mercantile house in this town,
from their correspondent in Rotterdam :—" Compelled by the
foolish measures of your ministers, our consumers have ac-
customed themselves to the kind of coal which is brought to
us by the Rhine from Germany, and both by its cheapness
and the improved qualities the pits begin to produce, we regret
to say it will be a very difficult matter to give again to the
British coals their accustomed preponderance." We have
always said that " the foolish measures of our ministers" would
not only be injurious to the Dutch coal trade at present, but
that they would go far to destroy it. for the future ; and this very
sensible letter of the Dutchman's fully proves that we were
right. Our coal trade to Holland has received a blow, from
which, we fear, it will never perfectly recover.—Neweastle
Journal.
LEGACY HtNTTNG.—A short time since a native of North
Britain, named \l'lntvre, who had left Scotland for nearly
forty years, and lived in Wiltshire, felt a great desire to know
what had become of all his relatives in the north; but being no
great hand at penmanship, he applied to a young lady to write
to the clergyman of the parish, in the north of Scotland, of
which he was a native, to inquire into the state of his family.
This the lady consented to do; but not liking to write to a total
stranger in 'her own name, she wrote in the name of the appli-
cant. The letter was written on a sheet of fine paper, and the
lady sealed it with her father's s,,al—and the post, in a few
days, brought back a most polite answer from the rev. clergy-
man, addressed "Charles M'lntyre, Esquire," giving an ac-
count of the family inquired for. The rev. gentleman showed
the letter that he had thus received to the M'lntyree of his
parish, and they, from the appearance of it, considered that the
inquirer was one of their family who had become a man of great
importance, and that having no children, he wished to find out
who were his relations, that they might succeed him in the
enjoyment of his immense wealth; and, to make assurance
doubly sure, it was resolved that two of the family should leave
Scotland, and proceed to Wiltshire to pay their personal re-
spects to their affluent kinsman.' They did so, and, to their
utter horror, found out that the supposed Charles M'lntyre,
Esquire, was neither more nor less than a labourer!