Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1834-10-16

owe Gen. Jackson? Is it gratitude? fit is,
has be not had the fullest measure? Has not
the tribute of our hearts been INCREASINGLY
poured out, for the last 10 years to him. Has
he not received the thanks of this Nation
from individuals, from public meetings, from
the Resembles of the Representatives of the
People, through this whole United Nation?-
Have not the votes of public thanks been
sufficiently rendered to him? Has he not
received testimonials of our estimation of
his services, IN swords, and medals, and mon
uments, to his hearts content Has not the
gratitude Of this Nation been us free, as am
pie, and as long continued, as the heart of
the patriot could ask? Have we not fully
paid up, IN overtiowing measures, this item of
his claims?
Do we owe him praise and panegyrc? +? In
the name OF Heaven, sir, is he yet unsatated
with flattcry? Have not the historians per-
petuated his exploits? Have not poets, and
painters, and scul pturers, We'd to cternze his
tame Has not the learned University of.
Harvard dubbed him Doctor? Have not
the dgnifed assemblies of Congress and the
Senate sufficiently eulogised and lauded his
teats? Have not the thousands of annlver-
sary Orators of our National independence,
for nearly 20 years, taxed their ngcnuity's
sufficiently for courtly praise for him? Have
not throats enough warblcd his name from
the courtly hall to the humhlest cottage, from
the theatre to the brothc Has the piano
and the guitar, the fiddle and the icwsharp,
been too seldom rung to greet his glory p,
Have not the public prints, poured their nau-.
seous tattcry copous enough! What cpl
thets Of adulation have been refused him p
Has he not been styled "He Roman," and
by way of special cminence, "THE OLD Ro-
MANI" Has he not heard repeated yet e.
nough, that he is ''the Second Washington. ,"
"The Greatest and the Best" ",rhe Hero
Of the Two Wars. The Preserver Of the
Constitution. "The Saviour of his Coun-
try?" Has he not been called every thing
yet bestowed on the most despotc tyrants by
the crawling dependents of their footstoos
Has not servlity taxed her fruitful brain for
panegyrlcs to his actions, till she has herself
sickened at her subserviency, and her glib
and restless tongue tired itself out in cuogies
the most fulsome What more of praise
and hattery, does he demand has he not
been lOuded to the skies in every part Of the
country? Has he not been shown in marble,
and wood, and canvass, enough to crafty his
Unsuitable appetite for applause? Has he
not graced the ballroom saloons in the mimic
majesty Of busts and pictures, yet enough p
Has he not floated on flags, and swung upon
the signposts? Has he not presided over ten
| thousand banquetng halls, and enlivened and
excited the revels of debauch to his hearts
content? Have not hogsheads of wine gilt
tered in the wineglass for him? Has not his
head been stamped upon medals, and crocke-
ry, till we can't look about, but he frowns up
on us? Why, sir, man cannot even take a
drink, but we see him on the pitcher, or in
the bottom of the tumbler. No Representa-
tive, sir, believe, but can appeal to his busts
or his portraits, or some trophy ofhis fame, in
the halls of legislation.
Sir, man can't get shaved without feeling
his presence on his razor, or his box. No
barber conceives his shop decorated to re-
ceive his customers, without bedizzcning his
walls with the resemblance fhis chieftain.-
Our very habiments may bear some evidence
Of the impress of his bloated reputation. We
have Jackson hats, and Jackson coats, and
Jackson jackets, and Jackson boots, and Jack
son shoes, and Jackson slippers. From our
public squares to the country taverns, from
the Hall of the State, to our modest homes,
all is Jackson, Jackson, Jackson. Why, sir,
a man can't wander into the retirement oths
bed chamber, but he may sec his head, his
services, and may be noic, sir, his wounds dis
played upon the curtains of his window or
his couch. And yet, sir, we are told we
have not auded him enough. His nav still
calls for more Of the nutriment of tlattery.
Though guns, and drums, and trumpets
have Numbered his plots-though crowds
have followed him in his journeyings-though
we have huZZacd in thousands at his pre-
sence, and tossed our caps at his coming, and
cimcd to windows and to chimney tops to
see him pass-though even Black Hawk, his
fellow soldier, drew less crowded streets, the
Hero of NewOrleans asks more flattery and
fawning. So little satisfied is he with the
ccaseless praise of the people, he has got to
praslng himself-verifying the adage, that
as his trumpetcrs are dying, he trumpets for
himself
|. When, sir, General Jackson is thus lauded :
when his measures, good and bad, are thus
sustained and defended, what more does he
want? What is it he asks us yet to endure
to discharge this mighty debt our country
owes him ? A debt, so far as grateful hearts,
and endless panegyric can pay, Is fully PAID.
If he has the approval of his own conscience,
he has had all the noblcst Patriot, can desire.
But sir, it is still rung in our ears that we
are yet his debtors.
We complain of his measures, and ask to
represent our grievances ; we are told of our
obligations to him, and that it is our duty to
endure yet patiently, more and longer, for
the sake of him to whom we owe so much
What else is it we can owe to him? Is It
money? Let him make his sum-lct him tell
us how much his battles of Eckmcuiaw and
the Horse Shoe, are worth-at what he es-
Inmates his care of the morals of the people,
and his lessons of political economy let him
tell us what price his kitchen cabinet is worth,
and what he'll take to retire to the saloon, OF
the Hermitage let him say what he'll take
for fancy, for Kendall, and for Whitney
so far as the country is concerned, III engage,