New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1857-07-06
by the grace Of he Courier, sun transformed inS
Leak Itsarticle beQius thus:

q Snake. lbdIhCW pebioo o'"''
"D;d our readers ever see .he wheel OF carriage
On over snake in the road did they ever see the
mpotent ,vistngs and writings and ccItcroos OF me
crusbed repte its calculations Of venom and AL "
expressions of the will but no. the power 20 wound
/ thank it for the snake. accept the symbolic.
ton gladly. For is not the wisdom OF the serpent
declared BY ne highest Christian authority! And
did not the heather, among whom it Is the sentence
of The Courier that take my place, did not they
make him the companion Of EsculaPus, and Irvine
him about the caduceus Of Mercury surely can
not complain of being pronounced the emblem OF
wisdom, Of healing knowledge and OF lively w.t.
And the serpent il the well-known emblem OF eter
mty as well. II symbolizeth the immortality OF
these nv letters, which will carry down the meme
~ of The Courier to the latest posterty.
"The thing. ii. true is neither rich nor rare;
And they n wonder how tedevI it 60; there
but there il will be, for all that, like fly IN amber
And then with what a nice instinct The courier
cbaracterizes itself as well as me A carnage :
To be sure But what Carriage Why Coaen
And what manner Of Coach Verlly 80"
Coach Terribly stOn and mortal heaey' ANY
Moor snake that it did run over would have ont a
narrow squeak of it, And if he had not agility
enough TO oct himself out of its creakng, lumber.
inc way. he would deserve the crushing he would
gef. 1t is very possible that the stupid old Coach
really mistook the 1.-the nimbleness with when the
s,ake wbisked himself out Of its way, and then
stock sight " at it with its tail brought pound
to the side of its snOut, for the agonies OF death
II is Just the blunder such bebetudinous old thns
would be likely to make.
THE BOSTON Post of this morning, which you
know well as one Of the ceyerest, wickedest and
wittiest of papers, had gentle dig at your CORE
spondent, which hope may make you laugh as
much as il did me. After quoting my description
of Gen. William Walkers personal charms, which
ended by saving that his face was one hoped
never to see again, ESPECIALLY in lonely place,
toward nightfal" The Post goes on
"If we accept the view Of his backsding taken by
some of Byles respectable quondam wing friends,
and Byles own view Of the distinguished fibuster,
they are likely enough to encounter each otner-in
place however which will not, probably, be found
lonely"
AS to my own opinion Of the probabilities of such a
rencounter, ] cannot tell The Post better what 1t ID
than in the words Father Flynt once used to Whit
field. Father Flynt you will remember, was Tutor
and Fellow at our Cambridge for more than the first
half of the last century. When Whitfield was in
Boston, about the year 1740, he was not looked
upon with much favor by the Diyines of that day
but. STILL be was invited on some occasion to dine
with the Dons at Cambridge. At table, the tall
turned on Archbishop Tillotson. Now, Tillotson al
liberal prelate friendly to the Dssenters, was wei
| liked in the Churches of New England.
"Wbat do you think of Archbishop Illlotson
| Mr. Whitfield" some one asked.
think of him ~ roared out Whitfield, "thlnl
| Of him think that he's burning in hel-fre ~
Indeed, Sir" quietly remarked Father Flynt
Gas reply also to the editor of The Post, touching
| his suggestion as " the futurity of Mr.. Byles)
"indced, Sir, Idont think you ,oiH find him there "
There are good many traditionary stories abou
Father Flynt, which l could tell had not filled VI
nv space before came to him. Perhaps the OPP
portunity may return again some time or other; but
as it is, suppose this is as good place to leave OF
| as any other meant to have said word in repl!
| to the courteous letter addressed to me throug
| your columns by H." week ago, on my Spr
itualstic hereses; but have left myself no room
| and il must wait. BYLEs