Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1846-04-23
From the Richmond Wig.
"WHERE Is HENRY CLAY"

UALhG ID ACHbl
The u. S. Gaz-ue in answer to this
question il'ppantlv put by some opponent
of Harry Of The West. makes an excellen,
reply, which we regret TO have mislald.
| The Gazelle thinks they will have occa.
sion to ask, hereafter,in many an anxious
Clay" II any thing more is necessary
TO answer the question, we will try to
CRAFTY the curiosity Of The inquirer.
Where is Henry Clay." AT pre.ent,
sir. he is in New Otlesns, pursuing with
that system and energy for which he is
distinguished, the duties of his profession.
You will be glad to learn that, though an
old man, time deals kindly with his CON
stilu,ion, and that the winter Of advancing
years. while it scaiters snow flakes upon
his brow; has no. chilled the genial fnun
tain Of his generous heart. His frame is
still erect. his footsteps firm, and tina,
same frank, noble and expressive face
continues still The faithful image of his
| fearless soul.
A few days since the people of New
| Orleans were assembled in spacious
church to witness The inauguration Of
their new Democratic Governor. There
was a great crowd. Statesmen, orators
and men ip Office attended. There were
beauty, wealth and fashions; military pomp
and civic display cnngregated TO do honor
10 the Governor elect. In the midst Of
this gorgeous scene door is gently open
ed. An aged cI!izen, in IA PLAN garb. IN
attended and alone, quietly enters. In
siantly and as il By some electric impulse
the whole audeuce start 10 their feel!-
| The rafiers ring with their enthusiastic
shouts. The old man becomes the centre
Of a thousand burning eyes. There was
Henry Clay!
"Where is Henry Clay!" We said he
was in New Orleans-but no, that is a
mistake. He is not there alone. In the
frozen mountains of the North. in the
vast prairies Of the West, i'm the crowded
cities of The East, in the sunny plains of
the South. gu ask the question. "Where
is Henry Clay!' and million hand, will
be clapped upon warm hearts; and mil,
| hon voices answer, here! Tell us no, that
| he is ont Of office; that he is defeated
candidate; that he can never attain the i'm
perial purple. 1t may all be true, bu,
here, deep in the breast of a patriotic
| people, hs has an empire more powerful
and enduring than any Office on earth
could give. We love the man. and in
loving him, we feel tina. we love our
country, truth, honor. conrage-all tha,
can ennoble the human race. We loved
| him in the bright noontlle Of his fame.
| We love him now even more a. his glp-
rnus sun, every cloud Of calumny vanish.
ishing from before lis face. goes down in
calm and mn este beauty. Alas fer the
country. when tina, luminary descend-, and
| the shadows ni nigh! close upon the scene
with nothing 10 lrrada,e lis gloom bnl
tie feeble !! Ii; u 9 low worm politicians!
"W Where Is Henry Claw" Above and
beyond the reach OF hi uninrgiving foes.
His history is identified with tina, of his
country. She will Poin, with pride ID
the statesman who has twice saved the
Republic from the yawnins vortex Of civil
d,scord. Future patriots, when assaulted
by persecution, and tempted To despair
will remember The unshrlnking fnriinde
Of Henry Clay, in the face of desperate
opposition in the forefront of ihs
fight. trnd that man of mark. his heat
towering above the conflicting hosts, hi.
broad breast target for every foe. Will,
the poisoned arrows Of vlniiciive aiver
saries ratified in vain upon the hrigh
shield of his spoless fame. The Republic
will point her yonng men 10 his example
Poor, frrndless and unknown. they vii
recall his early career how in obscnrity
his young dsys were passed; like som'
gem hidden under the ocean waves. ant
tossed and bnffeied bv many an angry
billow. but brought al last from ils con
cealmenl, and after being polished AM
made more brilliant by the rude assaults,
Of adversely, placed as the browning pear
in the diadem Of the country's glory
.Where is Henry Clay?" Future age
est name upon the scroll of America
statesmen. Where then will be his ira
dncers! Where the peuy Pnli,icians win
now fume and fire., upon the stage of pub
lie Affairs, endeavoring TO carry coniinen
upon their Lillipuian shoulders! Ech
will answer ..where!" Their very name
will have passed into oblivion. or if the,
are remembered, it will only be to Grim
son the cheek Of po.,e,i,y with tn
thought ,ha, for them, and s.ch as them
an immortal pari.f, world renowned 70
his wisdom and virtue, was os,racised au,
condemned.