Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1853-10-14
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ScoTr:T" Try it again 2" Set my stakes for
the the Presidency h in 1862 Can secure Van Buren
and Dix % No, sir am content to rest INV FAM
on my essay writings-my dispatches CORES.
pondence-my speeches and my conversations and
private letters. | do not care for the Presidency
do not wish to be gazed at BY the Vulgar crowd
do not court popular favor. do not wish for now
er have manner about me, which makes me
unsuIted for the common herd and do not like the
Irish hrogue, nor is the German accent swee, to me
All that stuff you and Mangum and Pratt and Tru.
man Smith put in my head. Morning like trvinpr'
yes, to be sure, after only getting two States-af
ter my speeches. my westrrn tour and the aid Of
your bulitionsts The vote was not brouoht ont7
No, indeed if you had any votes I'll not trust you
again. I'll not run for President Ill not run for
! President.
SEwARD.-You are great man, and besides, YOU
owe something to the Free soers. You know you
moved to Washington to work the wires" and votI
have moved back to New York to be-*ith YOUR
friends-( Scott coughs.) We all honor you and We
think If you will place yourself in hands can
| run you in 1856
ScoTr.-There's Fillmore alive, and Everett has
become natural heir to Webster's influence you'll
work the nomination O. Yes, | have no doubt of
that. But getting the nomination and getting the
Uotes, are different things, as you know. You can
wheedle the Wings any way you please o. No, you
can't. The Silver Greys are firm, confound them.
The Wings are better than you think them to be-
SEwARD.-Oh, pShaw! They love their party so
desperately that their zeal for success will overcome
their first objections. Let put you up, General,
in 1855, and you will see what will cctre of it,
SCoTT.-Publish my letters, dispatches and
speeches, then. These will form the basis Of my
reputation, and be remembered when my battles
shall have been forgotten.
SEwAKD:- Exactly. We will get you up in old
farmer style, with blanket eoat souch hat brogans,
" hard-time breeches y
ScorT.-No! no! no No, sir! The old farmer
style don't suit WIFI never give up the feather
sir, for all the presidential honors on record Inn
agine me in long-tailed blue blanket coat, walnut
brown breeches, slouch hat brogans and calico
shirt! "Qnite becoming !" (RaiseS up and looks
fercely at Se,card.J Do you really think would
parade through the Country in that style!
SEwARD-You misunderstood. Enjoy your feath-
er and your uniform meant that would get
up psctures show bills, engrayings and illustrations
representing you in the old farmer style.
SCoTT.--lt wouldn't do any good--the people
would not recognize me-
SEwARD,-Why we could put your name under
the pictures, General Winfield Scott"
SCoTT.--And then everybody even the old wo-'
man, would say, La, what General Scott is that ?'
SEWARD THAT is true What shall we do?
SCoTT.-Get Up handsome edition of my writings
especially my correspondence with Marcy, my
speeches--my orations in the west and put an en-
craving of my bust in front. That's the best under
the circumstances and for politics you must
pitch into locofocos by splitting up the party in
New York. Now Billy want to sleep. The old
soldier wants to sleep. Please read me something
drowsy like something that will let the old soldier
gently into the land of dreams-read =" Marcy's
letter )" No sir. don't trfe with me sir There;
no apology is necessary. (YawnS) Billy give the
old soldier of your speeches.
(Se~art reads, until he as interrupted by loud
snort from the GpnerdL)
SEwARD.--The General is fast asleep (PuUs off
his curly wig and MroWs at on the .foor) | manage
to fve with that woolly affair over my ears but |
swear can't sleep in it. (Runs his fingers through
his ha'r) | feel like white man. I'll take Hard
Cider song and sing myself to sleep fHe sings u,,-
til has ro'ce dies array into a snoreJ
THE DEAD OF THE NJ MEDIrERRANEAN.-The whole
channel of the Mediterranean ust be strewcd with
human bones. Carthagenians, Syrians, Sidonians
Egyptians, Per>ians, Greeks and Romans-there
they lie side by side, beneath the eternal waters;
and the modern ship that fetches freight from AL
exandra, sails in its whole over buried ma
tions. 1t may be the corruption of the dead that
now adds brightness to the phosphorence of the
waves.
All told me that in the East they have supersti-
ton on this subject, which represents the spirits Of
the departed as lowering whether on land water,
over the spots where the ruins of their earthly tab
ernacle are found: that, in ploughing the Medi-
terranean, we sail through armies of ghosts moro
multtudnous than the waves There patient spir-
its sometimes ride on the foam. and at other times
repOse in those delicious little holows, which look
like excavaed emeralds, between the crests of the
waves 1t is their union and thronging together,
say the Orientas, that constitute the phosphorence
vi 'he sra ior wherever ChtIe Is spirit tnere IS
light and the billows fash with the uminousness Of
vanished generations that concentrate, rs it were,
the starlight on their wings
st. Johns Here and There
THE MosouIToEs.-The Springfield (Mass Re-
publican thus comes to the defence of the mosqui-
toes of which we have had great army this sea-
son. and still have, despite the change of the wealth
er
We regret to learn that some of our citizens are
complaining of mosquitoes Why complain They
, agree to serenade, they do sercnade man all
night and all they ak for is drink of claret, A
man who is too niggardly to afford this is mean
Mosquitoes must live, and live, too their peculiar
talents. like musicians but is a beautiful trait in
their character, that, though repulscd and repulsed
again. they return with most forgiving grace, and
tune their pipes sweerly ever. Besides, mos
qui,oes are not proud. When they give concert
they are their own bill -stickers.
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