The daily comet. [volume] (Baton Rouge, La.) 1850-1856, 1855-11-13

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Presidency. 1t is time now for news
paper proprietors to look about in the
political arena, (which is full Of lions),
and after surveying the field, retire to
the camp and calculate chances 49,
Could the unwritten. scroll of time to
come, be examined, to see who will
be President, in 1856, more than half
the papers in the Union would have
the name Of the fortunate gentleman
nailed to their mast heads, and would
begin to discourse melodious hand Or
gan music in his favor The misfor-
tune is, that figures are only applica-
bic to present or past facts, and can do
nothing towards solution Of what is
to come ; hence the difference Of OPT
Mon, which is to bring large num-
Der of great men, before the people
during the coming year.
There was much contention after
the election Of Genl. Taylor to, the
Presidency, to decide who "spoke first"
and who was entitled to the credit of
dragging the old gentleman from his
cosy retreat on the banks Of the Mis-
sissippi, into the white house to i'm
molate him there, on the altar Of his
country. The priority Of the discov-
cry, that he was the only available
man." just then; has not to this hour
been decided. Our friend Tom Owen,
who was at that time proprietor Of the
New Orleans Tropic, claimed pre-
emption right to the ground; and
with an eye to the main chance left,
the 7ropic in other hands; went 70
the Rio Grande and wrote "Our Ar
N.Y." in which the hero of Buna YES
ia, was commercially commended
Then he came home and painted him
into popularity. Tom had his studio
over Quiggins on Lafayette street;
and whilst the old General was here
Jones who was making bust, and
Tom; found it difficult to decide who
should have the preference. Jones
was sent to take him, and Tom Owen
was taking him on his oacn account
Tom got the advantage of Jones, be-
cause he not only took the General
standing, sitting, walking and riding +;
but he also took him with his hands
behind him, a la Grande Napoleon +;
looking off over his left shoulder-at
vacancy. Such is the picture now
hanging on the west side of our State
Capitol. One thing in reference to
that picture, which the truth of history
requires to be told. The legs are not
the Generals. When the prospect of
his election was almost certain-let-
ters-letters Of early affection and pi-
GUS regards came in so fast on the old
man, that it required his whole time
to pull them open and read the beau
tiful autographs; then he had no time
to sit for Jones or stand for Owen
The consequence of this, was, that
these distinguished artists had to stand
at the street corners and take him on
the wing. Jones was pot in this ex-
tremity, as fortunate as Tom Owen
Owen had taken the old gcntleman's
head, and he then made the discovery
that his own legs would answer for the
body-he put himself in a zailorish
attitude before Wilson's daguerreo-
type; and the result is, what may be
seen any day in the State House,
'Taylor's head on Tom Ovens legs"
But to return to the original ques-
ton. "What would the Piny Woods
man give, or the Point Coupee Echo,
to know who will be President in '56
Wa ara in nOssocSiop re tho coorat II