The Northern star, and constitutionalist. [volume] (Warren, R.I.) 1834-1837, 1835-12-26

The subjoined article is from the pen
of the editor Of the New York Star.
The editor Of the Evening Post ID the
nincipal champion Of the Agrarian par
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The editor of the Evening Post, we are
hapy to SEQ, is convGlescent. A very
great anxiety was generally felt for him
during his long and dangerous illness, by
persons who did not know him, and by
many who knowing him, had no personal
attachmentsfo him, and by those who
did not approve his principles or sustain
his doctrines. This, at all events, was
complimentary to his talents, and an evil
dence of the good feelings of the commu-
nity. He was our neighbsr and our in
ouiries were constant, because we knew
the extent Of his danger. Judge Of our
surprise on opening hls paper on We'd
nesday, to find the first article he was a
BILE TO pen, was an attack OH the procla-
nation Of the Governor, which recon-
mended Thanksgiving day-a regular
attack on the day and ns objects--reiu-
sing even to allow the hands in his Office
a cessation from labor, and publishing his
paper in defiance Of public opinion and
the example Of his colleagues. What a
singular man !--how strange and waywarG
in temper-how contradictory and oppo-
site In views. For many days and weeks
he has been stretched on the bed Of sick
ness, deprived even of speech, sinking
gradually into the grave-his decayed and
attenuated form shrunk to u little measure
the angel If death lowering around
rim. eauer for its victim, and ready to bear
him to the yawning tomb. In the last
moment, when despair hrs fixed It's ICY
gaze upon him, the finger of Divine Pro-
1idence wrote him in the Book OF Life
raised him from the couch Of sickness,
and brought him forth, weak and debllita-
ted. to gaze on the glories Of the setting
sun-on the heavens above, where, posi-
bly. he was about being wafted-on the
busy scenes of lile-on the beings he low
cd and who loved him and, instead Of
nonrinp out his whole soul in gratitude to
that Almighty hand which had rescued
him from impending death, his first effort
of returning labor is to decry and de-
nounce Thanksgiving day, recommend
ed. not enforced, by immemoriaI custom
"a day innocent and praiseworthy in It.
.self-a day respected by his fellow c'si-
zens.
II is rare TO find men Of such morbid
feelings.-men who fret and worry ana
find fault-who dispute with every thing
are satisfied with nothing-io whom e.
wen success is irksome-who quarrcls
with his political friends for straws, and
,plaMs his standard Of infallibilIty with
fierce and resolute hand-who looks a.
round home for objects to cav'l al, ana
who has no homogeneousncss IN common
with his fellow men. What is the po't'-
cal value of such an editor-what party
can claim him what principles can hold
aim. He ciorifies the faults and Palpa-
ble errors OF his friends and supporters,
applauds their heresies by the wholesale,
while he rcprobates and condemns the few
good acts, which they have the resolution
to perform. Why, Jack Cade h'msel''
or, if he pleases, John Cade Esquire, a.
midst his fierce democracy and rebellion,
would allow his uplfted arm to be stayed
bv the voice of reason, and his rugged
,emper to be soltened by the solace OF re-
l;c;on. Not SO with the editor OF the
Post. He would have disputed wi.h Plu-
to-would have denied to death hlmseif
the credit ofbeing true agrarlan-w would
have disturbed the heavenly choir above,
or have rendered the place below too hot
for its inmates. Well, we are glad that
he is alive, and hope he may be spared 10
measure lance with us Tor many years
Others may shrink, from the fierce con-
tests with such unsubdued and unsubdua-
hle spirits, we like them, are ever ready
for them, and we owe this much to the It.
wing, not the departed spirit OF tre editor
for when we commenced the publication
Of the Star he wrote our epitaph, and we
are glad we are spared the pain ol wr''
ting his obituary.