Lincoln telegraph. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1836-1846, 1840-03-12


h ibit nj celebrating upon their measures
IN secret, ere they bring them before pub
lc. This caucus operation has by some
means come to be known all over the State
rs the "Iin Pan" The tin pan upon the
pole is intended to foretel The fate of the
Legislative "Tin Pan" But you can no
longer think of particulars. All is one
dense, enthusiastic mass of human bodies
On either hand, SO far as the eye can ex-
tend, the streets are filled with flags, pic
lures, and all sorts of signs and symbols
Still they thicken--stil on they come.
Windows are all thrown up and filled with
ladies', who Join in the excitement, and
wave their white handkerchiefs TO the
crowd The roofs of the Public Buildings
hre also filled with spectators, who swing
their hats and shout.
On the night of the 2lst it commenced
raining, and continued necessarily tl the
evening of the 22d. Yet nobody seemed
to Iced it, procession was formed on
the morning of the 22d, Of all the delega-
tons, and marched through the principal
streets Of the city, accompanied with the
Log Cabins, Brig, Fort, Steamboat, Can
oes, Bands of Music, and all the Badges,
Banners, Insignia, and paraphernalia, that
had been brought together from all over
the Stale.
1t might be supposed that men who had
come through the mud from 100 to $50
miles, with Forts, Log Cabins, and the
like, on wheels, and who had been huzza'd
from one end of their journey to the other,
would, when they meet so many others in
the same spirit and condition as themselves,
huzza also. But let me describe differ
ent individual, and let him represent class.
He is business man, or a scholar, read
er of ancient history, gentleman-a Phi
losopher, in fact, he is a Whig-to be sure
But he says to himself, shouts convince mo-
body, shouts are not intellectual He will
do his business quietly, and go home as he
came, in some decent and comfortable con-
veyance You will not catch him in any
sort Of fare-up-not be! But watch him
as the delegates pass by, mass after mass
All aredrenched with rain and covered with
mud. Yet the white handkerchiefs of the
ladies are seen waving from the windows
Yet shouts come down from the house-tops
10 meet the shouts that rise from below. =
our philosopher gets excited, talks loud
.er than usual, runs 10 and fro in the rain
and AYERS that mud is not thing 10 be re-
garded at such time. Yonder goes
beautiful white horse; on him are the emp
ty military saddle and trappings Of Gener-
al Washington, which have been sent to
the Convention by niece of Washington
who resides at Marietta. The horse is
led by an old Soldier of Washington's body
guard, mounted upon another horse and
followed by a number Of old men Of the rev.
o!uiion, who gaze upon the vacant saddle
of their dead Chief, and then turn to the
picture of Harrison, cast their eyes over
the multitude and give a shout for GOLD
TIPPECANOE." Will not our phioso-
pher join thcm2 Look at him! There he
stands over shoes in mud. He is no long
er silent. His arms are thrown back, his
face upturned, his eyes shut. and he strains
every muscle in shouts, as fit were per-
feet business transaction. No one does it
with such JUNCTION as your philosopher and
being a man of moral courage, he not only
shouts when the rest do, but breaks forth
occasionally alone, to show that he does it
as a matter of principle.
In short, all classes and conditions in life
learned and unlearned, rich and poor, gen.
tic and simple, seemed TO remember for
once, that their interests were the same
All were covered with mud alike, all were
Jealous, all shouted, Cast your eye along
the street and you will see al one glance
one hundred flags all bearing for a motto
THE PEOPLE ARE COMING!"-
Again you will see written upon Wagon
boxes, upon kegs, upon squares Of cloth
fixed upon slaves, "HARD CIDER. -
There is Harrison on his war-horse, Har-
rlson at his plough, Harrison in the Cab
inet. You will see floating over the null
,itude, in twenty different directions,
"THE PEOPLE MUST DO THEIR
OWN VOTING" Several beautiful
military companies are marching and pa
rading every way. Twenty Bands of Mu-
sic are emuatng each other in the vivac-
ity and stateliness of their music. Still it
rains. Still you see nothing but smiles,
you hear nothing but assurance Of approach
ing victory.
IL anything can be judged from the APP
pearance ofthe Convention and the uni
versal opinion of delegates, HARRISON
and TYLER will carry the State almost
by acclamation. The number assembled
could not have been far from 30, 900 per-
sons The nominations, which you will
see in the newspapers, were made with the
utmost unanimity, and all went away amid
cheers and shouts, joyful and enthusiastic