The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1852-05-05

INC" 1Oih iSh Wy thS ""1b O>SSAShS
lcitty newspaper, published weekly at only
81 90 per year.) Mr.. Joseph A. Scoville,
is the editor of the Pick; and he i, known
to many of our readers as having been the
Private Secretary to Mr.. Calhoun for some
length of time previous to Mr.. C.'s DEATH
The suggestion is good, and it is to be re.
grctted that the proper plan was not adopted
respecting the publication of Mr.. Calhoun's
disquisition on Government.
MIR pick had one of those pleasant things
happen to-day, that don't occur every
week. He went and paid a visit to q
gallery up in Broadway, where he saw
the portrait of an old friend. Mr. Pick was
hurying up Broadway to collect an edver-
tising bill, when a gentleman crnssed the
street and said, "there is lady on the
opposite side of the street that you used to
know" Wasn't Mr. Pick on the opposite
side of the street, and addressing that lady,
in the very shortest possible space Of ftime!
and when she said the was going up to
the National Academy of Design, which
was opened that day, to see portrait,
and asked Mr. Pick to 90 aong with her
self ard her husband, who was the geu-
tleman that crossed the street, did not Mr.
Pick accept most cheerIully Of course
he did. When we reched the rooms,
there we found the portrait of John G.
Calhoun, hanging upon the wall, and
looking almost as natural as he used to
look for weeks and months when We were
with him in Washington, the winter that
he died and it is ever seen, or that gives
even faint idea of him. How old times
How old times came over us, when we
looked upon those loved and venerated
features, that have often looked kindly
upon us in iiiic.' He is aiiics! ftccrssnttep
now. Such is public life in these States
And yot, what mighty influence that
powerful mind for forty years exercised
upon the country and its destiny!
While we were there, such q curious
thought crossed our brain {! We wished
that, for five minutes, life could animate
that canvas, and the portrait breathe, and
sec, and hear, for that limited space Of time.
We fancy what would have passed if
our first address, and his replies, had been
in the old style Of our dialogues: 2
"Mr Calhoun g.. ~. -
Well, sir-what is it ~ asl
You remember that work Of yours,
that occupied your mind and heart for
so many years, and great portion Of
which you dictated 10 US, iuring the two
years previous to your death 2--and that
you were so anxious about, that you sent
us to r. NJ. Hunters room, few days
before your death, to get one of the man
uscript volumes, for fear Of accident 2"
"Well--"
"Do you remember how often You ex-
pressed the hope that copy ofthat work,
or the first part of it at least, might be in
the hands Of every child in the States, and
particularly in the North and you ex-
pressed your belief that if your. work ON
the Constitution of the United States
could be school book for the youth Of
one generation, it would perpetuate tho
: prosperity and security of the Union Of
the States for ages yet to come and do
you remember how often you expressed
the hope that whenever published, Il
should be done so cheaply as to be within
the reach Of every citizen, however poor o.
hn,nhl:Ai Yon remember that you en-
pressed the belief that the result Of your
years Of experience, research, and eorgerL
sancy with every feature Of our form Of
government, its origin, its intent, and Ia
legislation, would be republished in Eu-
, I'VE end that it would give European
statesmen a new insight insight into and a new
view Of our American insti::us:ons. and
correct the wrong theories of the presses.
yisionaries Of Europe, who believed In
Democratic Republicanism as a remedy
for all evils 7" .1.' 1853 f." ~ -
al do. Wcllm @a @EA. o. lhEr
=" Well, sir; when you died, that work,
which had occupied your thoughts for
years, and that you looked upon as the
most valuable legacy it was in your pow
er to bcstow upon the American people.
after having served your country IN al
most every capacity, and died in their
service-got into the hands Of the STATE
OF South Carolina and they have cher
ished your memory so saeredIy, that they
have effectually suppressed the work, and
yer, few outsiders are aware that Won
ever prepared such work for the nil-
lions Of your fellow citizens, and It Is a.
dead as you are, and your humble friend |:
% VINO aided and as:s::ao;tcd yyu day in and,
eaS Out, IN preparing that emanation
, ,om your master-mind, is now known 90
Mr.. Pick, and edits weekly paper, wns;cc.s.
is probably read by over 100000 poems
every issue, and Of considerable accouns
among sensible humans, to whom ho
weekly imparts portion of the comuno.
sense which he learned from you---and
yet ne has never been able to obtain, for
love or money, copy Of that work; and
mo years have passed since your deatk.
there IS not copy to be had at any
Priee, in the thirty sovereign States ont
side OF South Carolina, and never viii b.
until your attached followers gets II pub
l'Saed IN England, and imports IL into this
country, at less price than the South
carolina edition can be sold for--which