The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1837-08-02
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TIE WHIGs.-Those pure patriots, the
Wings of Newport, were in ecstacies on
Thursday morning last, on account of the
glorious news from Maryland. Baltimore,
it was said, had driven from their seats in
Congress her two staunch republicans and
friends to the administration, aud supplied
their places with genuine disciples of whig-
gerry. "Hurra for Maryland" was the
watchword; and not a whig could be seen
but walked a full inch taller in his galIi-
gaskins than nature intended he should
| The whlg Candidate for seat in Congress,
who, by the way, is rather prone to count
chickens before they crack the shell-it is
said, measured two inches taller than his
fair longitudinal dimensions, and walked
so very erect as to bend not a little back
wards. La vain did the poor dispirted
democrats call upon them not to be too sure
Of their yictory.-In vain remind them of
the old tricks that had been played upon
them by their own friends, for the last ten
or twelve years.-In vain were they asked
to await the official returns from Maryland.
1t was all to no purpose-'hurra for the
whigs,' echoed from one end of the town
to the other; and nothing prevented bell
metal and gun metal raising their loud
notes, but a lurking doubt in their own
minds, that there was a possibility of their
information not being enactiy correct.
"We'll get all ready, however, for grand
crack for although we do not exactly
know the majority, that the wings have
majority there can be no question.-'Tis
true the papers say nothing abont it, but
brother whig, just landed from the steam
boat says, that a Philadelphia stage driver
says that the driver from Baltimore says
that somebody told him just as he started
and after the papers had gone to press and
the election had closed, that the wings had
carried the day in Batimore.-Hurra for
was again sounded and echoed
md re-echoed till it died away in the dis
ance like cloud of smoke. The next
morning, as soon as the aforesaid lurking
loubt should have heeL put to flight, BY
he arrival of the steamboat, the bells were
o be rung, the cannon fired, and all whig-
,ery was to have great jubilee in honor
It the first victory which had attended the
lorious cause; and which was loudly
reclaimed as the forerunner of splendid
uccesslon oil trIumphs.
The morning came, the anxiously expec- |,
I'd boat arrived, and whiggery, with bloat-
bulk and grinning phiz, stood upon
ptoe to gain the first intelligence of the
lorious news. But all at once, as if by
or as if he, whom they call
re Little Magician had waved his wand
bove their stupid pates, they vanished and
'ere gone; and silencs-not the silence of
ne grave, but the sheepish, sulky, silly si-
enco of chagrin, mortiic alton and dissap-
ointment, reignsd through all the haunts
{ whisgery. "What is the matter man I"
aid a condemned democrat, who ventured
enquire the news, SIS Nick Biddle dead, I
r has your Baltimore triumph slipped from
our fingers as an eel would when held by
'e tail y Not word could he get in an ,
ver 1t seemed as if madam Whigsery,
ON her loud bawling the day before, had y
iddenly been siezed with the lock jaw & Il
as unable to utter syllable. Opening a p
ewspaper he soon solved the mystery; the n
hig triumph proved as was expected a :,
erfect rout; instead of a victory they were =
'uted, horse, foot, and Dragons. This G
roke was too severe for whig philosophy o
bear up under. To see the bright pros IL
,cts of power, of office and the spoils there q
I, thus blown to the winds, brought on IA :,
,neral fit of the blues, and restored the
,od town of Newport to state of order, D
not of quiet. .... n