New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1859-01-25
Correspondence in very dry pose and here The At

correspondence in very dry pote and here the az
NJ. Thomas Moore had IL individual cause Of com.
paint against the President the history and conse.
quences Of which would be in no way worth repent
ing except for characteristic anecdote they chance
to furnish OF the latter Moore was, as be remarks
then published nothing which had crossed the At,
luntic but
gentle Lit,le,s moral song
Z TO soosh the mania If the amorous throng."
Mr., Jefferson knew not the "young Catullus OF his
day. and had no conception that be stood In the
dangerous presence Of the hero Of Chalk Farm or Of
the wielder Of the betteroaded weapons Of clever
ampooner. Accordingly standing stark six feet two
inches and half and with that cold first look be al
ways cast upon stranger, the President gazed down
on the perfumed little Adonis spoke to him, and be.
ing occupied, gave him no more attention. Moore
(then twenty s5ur) had crossed thr Atlantic in the
1908 and had hardly set foot in the United States be-
fore be began to write home his own and Mrs Nerrys
intense disgust at everything in the United States.
He repaired to Beimuda, where he spent the winter
made his appearance in Washington in June, 1864
met with the uudistinguished reception mentioned
was faitered by Mrs. Merrys sympatbzers, and fell
to lampooning the President and everything Ameri-
can except q few attentive Federal gentlemen and
ladies.
When bis scurrilous attacks on the President were
published they soon fell into the hands Of Hon. Will
liam A. Burwel member Of Congress from Virginia,
the Presidents former private secretary, and the in
innate and devoted friend Of himself and his family.
Burweli carried the matter to Mrs. Randolph, and
even the gentle Martha was reused at these insults
coming from man who had been introduced into So
ciety aud patronzed by the British minister. They
talked themselves into towering indignation, and
then agreed that 1t was proper to place the subject
before the President. This took place at Monticello,
and the latter was sitting reading n his library
reney unconcions Of calamity. Burwell pointed out
the obnoxious passages. The victim glanced through
them looked at one angry interlocutor and then the
other. 1t was amusing enough to see Burwell
poated but the calm gentle Martha spassongust was
Irresistible. Mr.. Jefferson broke into hearty, clear
laugh. There was more than argument was
victon in that laugh. The indignant pair retreated
looking little crest fallen but as the library
door closed joined heartily in the merriment.
Finally (about 1874 we should say, Moore's Irish
Melodies appeared in the United States. Our inform
ant ID all these particulars, with some curiosity, put
the book into her grandfather's hands. "Why" said
he, this is the little man who satirzed me So !"
He read along. He had always sympathized keenly
with the Irish patriots. The delighted rhymth fell
like music on susceptible ear. He presently ex-
claimed why, he is poet after all = Henceforth
the Bard Of Erin shared with Burns the honor Of be-
ing Familiarity read by the retired statesman, when
Byron, Wordsworth, Southey Coleridge, Campbell,
etc. never could Tor at least never dd) break through
the barriers Of his early habits and tastes.
Some Of Moore's songs, like those commencing,
g Oh breathe not his name,'' :" When he who adores
thee and a Oh, blame not the bard, were special
Mvorites and the last page which Mr. Jefersons dy
ing hand traced his farewell to his daughter con-
tanned quotation of several lines from the
mencing " 1t is not the tear at this moment she'd"