The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1853-01-19
From fke Neg York Pick

GH We have passed the holiday sea-
son, and right glad are We that it is all
over. To a man whose minds is bent in
tently Oh one thing, and who don't care
straw for pleasure, it is excessively disa-
greeable TO find that his plans are in a
measure dependen, for success on the pas
sage Of the holidays. "Wait until the
holidays are over" has frequently been
the only satisfactory reply Mr.. Pick las
obtained to a good many propositions he
has made for the prosperity oi the Pick.
Well, they are over now, and when this
number reaches omr readers, they will fair
ly have commenced the new year, and lie
ready to go mt il in earnest.
"What did you do with yourself on
New-Year's Day, Mr.. Picki" has been ask
ed by several Of our correspondents. Mr..
Pick staid in lis Sanctulm all dav, aud as
sorted old letters and papcrs. We always
do that on New. Years Day; il prepares
us for the coming yearly campaign. The
fact is, that We have been forced to confine
ourself to our room, whether we liked il
or not; We have been sick, and, as we
write this article, we have serious doubts
whether we ought not to write an apology
for the non-appearance Of Henry Preston
this week; Tor, unless we feel better to-
morrow than we do tonight, there will be
no Chapter X in the next issue.
The following, from the Ledger, publish
cd at Lancaster, South Carolina, has lust
met our eye, and we copy it. and give it
place IN our Sanctum, rs we do any thing
else that relates to Mr.. Calhoun:
The PIcK.-This paper still continues
to pick its way along. Recently il has
been enlarged, and otherwise improved
The editor, Joseph A. Scoville, writes in
such pleasant easy style, that We always
take up the Pick with pleasure to peruse.
We regret that it comes so irregularly.-
by the by, brother Scoville, you promised
to give your readers, from time to time, in
stances connected with Mr.. Calhoun,
which, as his secretary, you would be ex-
pected to know. Write about Calhoun;
our people delight to hear Of him, though
he be gone from amongst us.
Price Of the Piek, one dollar year.
Address Joseph A. Scoville, New York.
"Write about Calhoun; our people de.
light to hear about him, though he be
gone from amongst u.s." That touches a
tender chord. We eo;.!d write volume
about him, but are afraid to do it.
Some time ago, a distinguished gentle
man in the South addressed us a letter.
from which we make an extract:
"Scoville, why don't you write work
about our lameHted Calhoun You must
recollect thousand things, that occurred
while you were with him, and which would
be precious here in the South. Go to
some Of your bookstores, and buy work
called "Recollections of Mirabeau," by his
secretary, Dumont, and take that for a
model. Give us precisely what Calhoun
said, and did. No matter how abrupt and
broken your "Recollectiobs Of Calhoun"
might appear in print such work would
sell by thousands, It is just what is want.
ed"
We have often thought Of that, and IL
we had time, we would do Il; but we have
always been afraid that we should speak
of things, or of his opinion, which care
not on record" or which, perhaps, we did
not fully comprehend; and we would ne
soon think Of trampling on the grave Of
q parent as Of writing line about Mr..
Cslhoun'sid,,as, opinions, aud sayings, that
Ne did not distinctly understand and re-
.uember, or that he had not read. We
have a quantity of loose sheets, that have
never been Published, but which were read
by Mr.. Calhoun, and corrected by him.
Mr.. Calhoun had q horror Of being