The Whig standard. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1843-1844, 1843-11-16
JOHN TYLER.

The individual who, by dispensation of Prov
dence, now acts as President of the United States.
thank Heaven, has but year and few months
longer wherein to work out his corrupt ends,
and fulfil the curse on the American people for
which he was raised up. Without talents Of
any kind, a miserable twenty-ffth rate lawyer,
he has, by series of circumstances unparalleled
in the history of any individual, been thrust for
ward 10 positions, for which he was in no wise
fitted, and of which he was eminently unworthy.
A renegade from Locofocoism, he came into the
Wing ranks with lying protesations on his
tongue, and the Wing Convention, by the adop-
ton Nof policy which has recoiled with mea-
sure of deserved force on their heads, thrusting
aside thousands OF better men, put him forward
as the candidate for Vice President, little dream
ing that the blubbering babe-in-boots that stood
before them, weeping crocodile tears because
Mr.. Clay had been jugged out Of nomination
by John z. Spencer and other worthless, was the
base-hearted traitor that he has proved himself
to be. Little did they dream that the will Of the
American people, expressed in tones that sent
terror to the craven hearts of the demagogues
who fattened in the high places of the nation,
was to be defeated by the cringing sycophant
before them. Little did they dream, that in one
short month"; the hand Of the DESTROYER would
lay in The cold grave the noble, the devoted man,
under whose name they were entering into
contest, unparalleled in the history Of national
revolutions for its decisive yet bloodess, results.
And when the last words Of the venerable Har-
rison trembled on his pale lips, little did the
Wings of the United States expect these words
would be disregarded, unheeded, by the man to
whom addressed.
But it was even so. Elated by his accession
to Office so elevated, the accidental President
was not long in exhibiting his true character.
The result every one knows. Used as tool
for the vilest purposes by the designing, unscrn-
pulous men of the Locofoco party, who, discov-
ering his weakness, filled his silly head with the
most extravagant notions he hesitated not to
follow their selfish suggestions with So
lemniiy as farcical as absurd, he laid his hand
on his faithless heart, and with uptuned eyes
protested that he had conscientious scruples."
Oh, most conscientious traitor, thou pink and
paragon of consistency, thou supple tool of Lo-
cofocoism, and despised and detested Of honest
men! Thy conscience, forsooth
Locofocosm laughed in its sleeve, and patted
the traitor on the back, and the harder it patted
the stronger waxed the " conscientious scrupes,"
and the more sublime waxed his patriotism!
And to such paroxysm of scrupulousness did
the conscience of this accidental President rise,
at length, under this satatory process, that eve
ry individual in public station suspected of being
Wing was at once prescribed, and the para
sites of Locofocoism installed in their places
Of course, nothing but John Tyler's conscience
could induce such step!
But Locofocoism having used John Tyler
having hattered the traitor, and filled their pock
cts with the fruits Of his ssscruples" hesftates
not to throw overheard the victim of their mer-
cenary arts. He threw himself into their arms,
and was received with foul caresses-loahed,
despised, and detested, notwithstanding. Now,
however, when the poor tool is approaching the
end Of his dsgracefu career, he is coolly cut by
his new allies, and shaken off as an uncean
thing. Locofocoism made his "Accidency'
drunk with vanity, picked his pockets, and
kicked him Out Of doors. So they go-the knave
and the dupe, and both deserve to sink together.
Poor traitor! accomplished knaves !-Hartford
Journal.