The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1852-07-21
Corrsspondenoe Of the Register.

New ORLEANS, July 9Th, 1852.
DEAR BARRETT;
The prompt and decided
manner in which Gen. Scott approved of
the National Wing Platform, has remov-
ed the objections to him, in great meas
ure, entertained here, and on Thursday
night last we had one of the largest.
most enthusiastic, and orderly ratifca-
tion meetings ever held in this State.
The arrangements were ON the grandest
scale, and the meeting, which was held
in the open air, in large avenue, was
addressed by the ablest speakers. The
old Fillmore Rangers, which did such
effective service during the Taylor cam
psign, have been rcorganized and called
the"Scott Rangers" They are composed
of a large body of our most active and
jealous wing townsmcn, who have fallen
into line under the banners of the great
old Hero, and are very enthusiastic in
his behalf You may expect to
hear of their making themselves known,
and their influence felt, before Notem-
Der The ball having now been put in
motion with good force in the state, \he
prospect is very hattering of its rolling an
to victory. You may put down LouisiaN
ma as pretty certain for Scott and Gra-
ham.
Pierce awakens no enthusiasm here.
and his party are heartily ashamed of
the nomination. They only fall in from
long habit of drawing in the traces. He
can get nothing more than the regular
Democratic vote in this State Wing
principles, too, are decidedly in the as
cendept, and gaining popularity daily
throughout the state.
Fi'lay last, was observed as dry Of
mourning. 1t marked a melancholy
period in the history of the Crescent City,
and will lorg be remembered by our
citizens with sorrowful emotions. And
NEST truly was it mournful day, in cv-
cry aspect i'll which it could be viewed
In accordance with the feelings of our
citizens, and of municipal recommended
tons, it was dedicat ID to the memory of
the greatest statesman who ever adorn-
cd the annals of n naiion-to as pure a
patriot as ever labored for the enfran.
chiscment of his kind-and to as noble
heart as ever pulsatcd within human
bosom-to the memory of the great, the
peerless Henry Clay.
At sunrise the heavy booming of the
minute guns, accompanied by the dismal
tolling of bells from numerous points of
our great metropolis, re-awakcncd in the
hearts of all consciousness of the ire
parable loss which the whole nation had
sustained loss, alas the future gives
no token will ever be supplied. The
firing of the guns and the tolling of the
bells, continued at regular intervals
throughout the day, from sunrise until
sunset.
The day, too, was gloomy one-it
seemed as though nature, herself, sympa-
thised in the universal sorrow. Clouds
obscurcd the sun, the tears of heaven de-
sccnded frequently in rain drops, and
the deep reverbcratons of the artillery
Of the upper sphere, often mingled with
the solemn roar of the funeral guns
The city put on mourning, in every
portion which came under our obscrva-
ton. The streets were comparatively
deserted. The flags of the representa-
tivcs of foreign nations were flying at
half-mast, and from the shipping in our
port, from public buildings, from private
residences, from stores, and from of
fees, the black insignia of wo waved sol.
emily in the breeze. No such demon.
STATIONS of respect to the memory of
any man was evei known in New Or
leans, and it is very probable never will
be again The earth holds not another
Henry Clay, and it is exceedingly un-
likely whether we shall ever see his e.
lual in all the essentials of human great
ness. Take him all in all, he had no
peers, and nature might proudly point to
him, and say-IIcre is Man.