Litchfield enquirer. [volume] (Litchfield, Conn.) 1829-current, 1844-12-26

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The position Of the selt-Styleo Uemoetauc PAss
ty, at this time, is that Of a man who has struck
the fatal dagger to his own breast, and spends the
few moments left himof life, in wild and glbOer-
ish exultation over the deed.
The Wing party presented to the suArages Of
the nation, statesman the most practical, able,
and incOrruptible of modern times. He had been
horn in the early infancy Of the republic. He had
been rocked in the cradle Of its caamities and con-
vulsions With HEARTFELT joy, he had seen it's Vi
gorous branches extending, until their shade was
commensurate with the surface # half continent.
He had, night and day, toiled for it diligently and
successfully. The blasts Of an inflated and mad
zeal at length began to shred its leaves. The acr-
monious demagogue cooled himself about its
roots, and the tree, (misnamed deathless,) began
to wither. And did the gardener then fcrsalxe it
No; though many tear fell from his eye in secret,
and though sometimes his giant heart would al
most msgive him, yet, in the presence Of his fell
low laborers, he still looked upwards with an un-
worn countenance, and proud, inspiring smile
The metaphor is sad, and yet most true in its APP
plication. In the presence of the powers Of
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The manufacturer Of the North cast his eye up.
on the streams that turned the thousand wheels Of
business, and upon the pleasant homes and happy
faces of an Industrious, free population. The la
borer to whom these same resources gave a sure
and competent LIVELIHOOD looked upon his then
healthy and well clad children, as he shudderingly
remembered the days of 1888. The farmer called
to mind the fact, that without home market, his
surplus produce must rot in his granaries; and
each best and wisest man Of them all, agreed with
his brother. that every minor prejudice, every
invidious local feeling. should be merged in the
grand struggle about to be made BY every business
interest for self preservation. ,sr.7 =.
They canvassef the characters of all the public
men in the nation. They turned over the leaves
Of history, and upon every line Of every page, for
the last fifty years, they read the luminous traces
of their chosen, their only candidate. This con-
tagion was caught by the better part Of the West,
Middle, and South. But all the industrial inte-
rests, all the hopes Of great people, were blasted
by combination Of factious powers. Brooding
over tuG NdpNUk "a VIC UdSAOlS AMI PHeS9ltS upon
its vitals like portentous night mare, sat grim
spectral-yea, most Protean shape, with the keys
| of State bureaus and cabinets in its attenuated
hands. What seemed its head the likeness Of
Executive provocative had on" This shape, il
shape it might be called, that shape had none,'
was John Tyler. Powerless in himself, he wa.
yet strong in the public patronage. He can be
likcl,ed to nothing so well, az to some demon COB
lin Of ancient fable, set to- guard cave Of trea
sures with magic wand, where the bold adven
turer had only to break the brittle rod TO send thu
-H.isi,tsa senElneL bowling to the shades. Thi
monster President, after having blackened his SOU
with violated faith towards those who had elvatet
him to his seat, after navrrs crussea .vias si,-
to power, every valuable legislative scheme, en-
crossed and passed by the two houses of Congress
after having filled the public press with his in
sipid messages, until the stated appetite of the rea
der loathedthe very sight of print attempted the
browning stroke andfnish of his proHigats admins
traion patch up torn and tastered character with
annexation; yes, with the thunder of national law
in his ears, with the indignation of the honest and
civilized of both continents, burning holly in IT.
revsrent force, he called his motley forces to the
rally, for the annexation of Texas-of Texas, q
province already peopled with such population,
as to need but the sole element of an all consu.
ming fire to make it perfect Pandemonium. An
other Of the combined agents set in motion to de.
feat the Wing candidate, was cold, heartless, un-
compromising slavery. South Carolina was the
peculiar abode and chosen seat Of this agency, and
John c. Calhoun, the disappointed, "the desola.
tor desolate," the seeker after Southern dynastes,
by the dark read Of reasonable notification, was
to trace its mazes, and guide rts subtle machi.
nations.
"A third element in this cup Of denominations,
was radical destructiveness. Every species of oc-
cupation, about which the hands of free labor
were employed, was to be plucked up by the roots
Repeal, repeal, was the burthen Of the rank
breath Of every demagogae in the land. Away
with the Tar,ff! Away with Distribution Away
with national faith. Make room, (merciful Heav-
en,) make room for Texas. Make room for cotton
banners aouting from hickory poles, and cracked
credit, and open handed, lavish disbursements
Make room for Polk And did they-some future
reader Of the historic page will askdid they sue
coed! Was the tried and true, he who was the
great man Of the age in which be lived, and who
10 now the great man Of history--was he van.
pushed by the unfurnished citizen of State. who
knew him too well to waste her vote upon him
Vanquished No; not vanquished; defeated Of his
Office indeed he was, by calumnious sanderers, and
uncomfortable lbellers. But neither these, nor