The Evansville journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1834-184?, 1844-06-13
THE LOCOFOCO PARTY AND THE
BLOWN UP SHIP,

1t is unmanly TO exult over, or to strike a
prostrate foe, and we could never find it in our
heart 10 do it; we cannot, therefore, give
vent TO those feelings of qualification at the
prospects now presented to the Wing party,
which animates our bosoms and makes US
the happiest of human beings. WILKINSON
weeks ago, we witnessed the blowing up OF
a ship near the Navy Yard by one of Mr..
Colts submarine batteries, we could not but
feel a kind ofsympathy for the vessels which
was doomed to destruction, and which was
destroyed in so ignoblea manner. To be-
hold her moving on, "walking the waters like
a thing of life,n buoyant and majestic I'M
~suspecting danger, and then, to see her sud
denly, without the least warning or suspi-
cion Of treachery, blown into atoms by an
enemy lurking in the dark, hidden in the
mud, and before she had time TO face her foe,
we confess we thought it a very dastardly way
of destroying an enemy, and could not help
taking sides with the ship. In a moment,
there she lay a perfect wrect--blown to
pieces, and the fragments covering the wat
tiers around. What a p%erfecs emblem ofthe
locofoco party! To be sure; the ship was
weak in her timbers, which were old and rot
ten; and her plank, too, were worm-eaten
and full of holes. Such was her condition.,
that those sagacious "varmit." the rat, had
all left, or were leaving her as fast as they
could; and had she been left to her fate she
must soon have fallen to peices from sheer
rottonness. ia @ asst E ~
Nevertheless, TO those alta distance, she
not only preserved her form and symmetry,
but scarcely gave signs oil weakness and de-
cay. In all this, too, she was a type of the
party. Like her, the party moved on with
all sails e ,thoughno like her, before a fair and
gentle breeze, and like her, il is suddenly
blown into fragments by a submerged bomb
in the shape of MIR. Van Buren's letter.
Masts and spars totter and fall-down goes
the fag-the bows (or head portioE) are torn
10 fragments, while the centre pitches into
mud, leaving the stern or poop just out of
the water and helpless.
Upon this portion CAPTAIN Tyler is now
seen standing in the attitude of command,
holding the filler, and endeavoring to bring
her head in the direction of Texas. Watch
inc his movements, and hearing him giving
orders to pipe all hands to put her under full
sail. one comes TO the conclusion that he re-
ally believes her staunch and strong,and that
he has a crew on board. To be sure, he
has a few Lieutenants with him, who seem to
be as busy as himself, especially his First
Lieutenant, Mr.. Calhoun; and so much the
more melancholy is it to see SO many dis
tinguished and gallent men so afflicted with
m~onomania. In this state of things how
can any man having the tender feelings we
have, and whose bosom is SO filled with the
milk of human kindness, exult2 No. Glad
as we are, happy as we are we suppress
all outward signs of exultaiion. A portion
of our foes, PROSTATE and helpless, shattered
to pie ces, and others crazy! we cannot, we
will not exult over them; we should be most
unfeeling and inhuman to do so. We pity
them; we condole with them we sympalhise
with them; we would help them if we could;
but it is of no use, s'burnt brandy can't save
lthem."-Whig Standard.