Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1839-08-23


trioss ioafes at the Bowery theatse Wednesday
night We call Mr.: Clay an illussrious loaisr, be-
there traces Of loafersm about his person
and nannerss he has COED deal of the
him, whilst Mr. Van Buren, bad not trace oft either
in person Mr. Van Barren iss living lie; Mr..
Clays straight pain, long, fTanA ugly, talented hon.
est, bigmoutAsd straight forward, rght-upand down
splendid ioafsr One Of the highest order In per-
son and manner, he locks like the candidate OF the
people; Of the poor man; Mr.. Van Buren, looks and
acts like the gentlemens candidate; the head ofthe
aristee raey Of the country.
We do not dislike Mr. Clay for locking like loaf
er, dressing like loaer; like him better for
it, ID shows his sincerity, his candor, his honesty
and don't know but it ketrayshis good sense
regarding the trashy conventional ceremonies ofthe
fashionable fsofs Of the day. and breaking downrthe
cold caous artificial forms Of the ssnseless bleek-
heads who affect to give tsae to society. Yves d-
mre his energy, his patroism his talents, his SER
vices his eloquence, his frankness, and above all his
loafrrism AL these points he possesses in an ami
nent degree and n we can afford to'be honest and
tell the truth (Which the political hacks either
side Of the snestiOn afford to, and dare not
dop we give him credit for all his excellent cSali
ties, and fesifsr him the highest respect when we
call him most magnificent loafer aad the prcbabi-
lily is thst Shakespeare were nows upon earth, and
were to pay q visit to New York, if we told the
truth, we shoad have to say that hstoe illus
trious loafer.
We left Mr.. Clay, We before said, at the Bow
cry theatre whore Mr.. Hamblin fsted and fed him
in his private room and Mr.. Clay drank champagne
and punch with much gusto genuine Bowery
boy. As he left the boxes, some Of the losofocos
got up row in the pit, and gave three cheers for
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an attempt to get up hiss, but it failed All this
was wrong, decidedly wrong. Henry Clay is in
stature and form, of mind and disposition, al
natures noblemen albeit, in the stature and form
Of mis- body he is loafer. Mr.. Clay reached the
Aston House about IL o'clock, where bath was pre-
pared for him. to relieve him from the filth and con-
tamnatiou he had received by coming in contact
with the bockheads and spectators, and dirty
minded fellows that infest Wall street.
Mr.. Clay occupies very handsome suite Of rooms
at the south end Of the Astor House, No. Is and IA,
with bedrooms adjoining; the same rooms that were
occupied BY the Investigating Committee, when
they were in this city. The suite consists Of two
large parlors, opening into each other, with bed
attached to EACH the sarpets are rich red flow
cred Brussels the chairs and sofas rosewood, with
black horse hair seats. In each parlor there -
a sofa twelve chairs, centre table, two square
tables in opposite corners, covered with red and
white figured cloth, very noble mirror with rose
wood frame, marble pier table underneath, with
mirror nlaid, and a sideboard with decanters and
glasses, but brandy at least when we were there
There was curious contrast between the simple
arrangement Of this suite of and those OF Mr.
Van Buren,; the latter were sngularly intricate;
his tables were strewed with papers and letters in
the utmost confusion; his dining room was apart
from his sitting room; rooms opened into rooms, in
and out so as overhear conversations, and escape
by back entries and back stairs. Mr.. Van Buren's
bedroom was in equally confused and intricate
state; it was a pazzle-a mixture Of tawdry gild-
ing, democracy, dirt and fnery. Mr.. Ciay's was
simple and straight forward; at the entrance OF Mr.
Van Buren's rooms Of state, sat posse of public
officers, to guard him from the communicating infu-
encs Of his locofoco friends; at the door Of Mr..
Clay's rooms, sat servant Of the house in white
Jacket merely to answer enquiries. But two things
we noticed particularly in this comparison in Mr..
Van Buren's room there were two three pair Of
silk stockings lying about, in Mr.. Cay's we merely
saw pair Of cotton ones; Mr.. Van Buren's ia
bic was bouquet Of beautiful flowers; in Mr.. Clays
room all was useful and nothing ornamentai-no
flowers; but then he is no ladies man.
Such were the rooms Of each, and the contrast is
as great as the conduct the principles and the per-
sonal appearance Of the two men. Mr.. Van Buren's
face wears an eternal hollow, cunning, Sinking
smile Mr.. Clay's face beams with intelligence,
candour good humor, honesty and genins, the whole
| illuminated at frequent intervals with Thorough
bred smile Of rovdyism, leaking out Of the right
hand corner Of his ugly mouth, with a genuine
e Damme, how are ye" kind Of expression. Oh !
but he is an ilustrous loafer and mistake. Such
is Henry Clay and were he Invested and stript Of
the rascayi politicians and loafers that surround
and poster him daily in this city-the dead weight
that hangs on to his heels ncessanty and sinks him
| down in the estimation Of his fellow men-he would
undoubtedly be much more popular than Mr.. Van
Buren,. As il is, the empty-hcaded fellows, specu-
lators and fools that nfest the atmosphere around
him, will destroy bis prospects in this State.
| His movements yesterday were few and simple
He rose at half past six washed shaved and dressed
himself without the assistance ola valet took walk
returned at SEVEN read and answered his letters and
after loang about for half hour, lounged leisure
y into the ladies ordinary AID seating himself the
table began 20 eat like true loafer, indscriminate
" Of what was set before him, asking questions
for conscience politics sake. Before he had well
got his breakfast in his belly, committee from
Brooklyn waited on him and insisted On his going
over there today at noon, WHICH he consented TO do.
Before they had left, Niblo and walack both called
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