New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1860-12-29
RURAasApOR CALEB.

that singular parsonage consrived within
| twelyemontb to voyage to Russia, to appear at
| the Muscovite Court in buckskin breeches, to
fall upon his little knees before the Car, and to
| return to bis beloved negroes and fox-hounds-
whereby our interests in those hyperborean
regions were immeasursbly advanced. But this
reputation for rapidity will be much ecGpsed in
history by the Hon. Caleb Cushings six hours
| campaign in South Carolina. How be managed
| to do so much-for we take it for granted that
be did wonders--iD such an insignificant space
of time, must remain marvel. There has been
nothing like it since somebody, to win wager,
ate bushel of boiled beans and commensurate
bacon in one hundred and twenty minutes. After
his prolonged oratorical efforts at Newburyport-
after that speech which it took six different
audiences to sit out, Dir. Gushing has given
proof to the world that, like genuine, al-sided
genius, he can do one thing as well as another
that he can be a. charmngly swift upon one
occasion a. upon another no can be sublimely
slow. Six hours Why we should have sup
posed that in such ridiculous quarter of day,
Mr. C. would hardly have had time to unpack
his encyclopedias. How, we pray to be told
could he do justice to his own gigantic erudi-
ton How could be make the proper and
Apostle illusions TO Helen Of Troy, Abraham
Lincoln, the Caesars, Mr.. Seward, Andrew
Jackson, Mrs. Beecher Stowe, M. de Tocque-
vile, George ILL.,, Dir. Garrison, and him.
self How could he dilate at just length upon
these absurd phalansterisn schemes" which
threaten " to make of the Anglo.Amercan Union
ga piebald, muatto, and halfnegro Republic'"
How could he sufficiently apologize for the
lanentabe fact that "the mind Of Massachu-
" sets" should have "got to be infltrated with
{" the venom Of abolition ~ Six hours
Confine a man of Mr.. Cushing's sesquipedality
TO six hours Ask even that great statesman to
save this Union in six hours!
Why then, it may be asked, did this noble
NewburypOrter, at his own expense, too in these
days of impecuniOsity, 90 to Charleston at all
Why did ne, son, though Legitimate, as he is,
of the God of War, enter upon negotiations
which could result in nothing Is not tue life
of man limited in South Carolina, as elsewhere
Gould Mr. Gushing have expected hearing
Did he not know that men are now busy in
Charleston, and cannot devote week Of even
ings to the most Ciceronan eloquence7 Why
did be Co. them Let the astute Washington
correspondent of TIE Herald answer. Mr..
Cushing" says that lynx-eyed lookeron, went
to South Carolina with no vain hope Of pro
venting the passage Of the secession ordinance,
" but for the purpose Of making such representa-
" tons as might have the effect Of arresting any
further precipitate action toward revolution"
That is to say: Mr.. Gushing went to Charleston
not to prevent the mischief which was inevitable,
but to hinder the mischief from being in the least
mischieyous! He went to be all ready to put
beautiful lock on the stable door after the de-
parture Of the feloniously distracted steed. We
thought that Mr. Cushing understood horse-Hesh
and all its incidents better. If indeed he went
at the express desire of the President, he cer-
tainly exhibited uncommon good nature; and he
must BIO pretty hard-hesrted person who could
refuse poor Mr.. Buchanan anything in these tho
dark and numbered days of bis life. But why,
We ask again, was tho Generals stay in Charles
ton limited to six hours1
There can BE- but one solution Of this intricate |
Theological question. We must venture upon it |
at the risk of lowering our hero from two to |
three feet in tho public eye, or, perhaps of OK.
posins our own incapacity ofjudging Of great men
and their motions. 1t goes to our heart to say
30, but We suspect when Gen. Caleb Cushing ap- |
preached the awful Carolina Senate, with large |
olive branch in hand and luminous smile upon |
bis ca,sie face, that al the greeting no got was
this sAort one Get out Of this - Can il be |
that he was sent back, like common carpenter |
"a mere mechanic A painful picture rises be.
fore as. 1t is Mr.. Cushing in the bards of
vigilance committee. The tar.pot seethes; a
hundred geese have been plucked to do him
honor; rope bangles painfully pendulous before
his eyes; the ignominious rail is already inserted
between bis august legs. But in consideration of |
long and gratuitous services, be 10 permitted to
run for bis life. Kind-hearted people who knew
him in Mexico, and have confidence in his pedes-
TRAN talents, suggest this humane Communication.
Of which he hastens in the most splendid way to
avail himself. We can imagine hun arriving.
breathless and thirsty and hungry and footsore,
in the middle Of the night at tho White House,
and knocking up the wretched inmate Of that
splendid ed6ce. The Presidsnt hsstens in his
nightgown to greet the wanderer. He hopes al
hrst; but when q faint aroma of tar greets his
nicely nose, he feels that all il over. and.
with numerous feelings, seeks his sheets once
more. That all this did not occur, only proves
that south Carolina, aiming with all her soul at
rev national dignity, has abolished the tar.
pot.
Those speculatOns may account for Mr.. Cush. |
lngs accelerated return, but they do not lot W