The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1866-08-25
A ABouIhern view OF the PhiIadeIphia
Convention. Ffa
We make the following extract from
the Augusta .oonstftuSOaalist;
TOO THICK 10 THRIVE,

LiS TOO THICK TO THRIVE
Thar was''--says the great Artemus
in his account of that episode, his WOO
ing-'ithat made me banker arter Betsy,
Her fathers farm jined our'n; their
cows and our'n squenched their thirst
at the same spring; our old mares both
had stars in their forreds. The measels
broke out in both families at nearly the
same period. Our parents (Betseyls and
mine) slept every Sunday in the same
meeting house, and the nabers used to
observe, 'how thick the Wards and Pea
Now, to borrow again from the great
Artemus, one scarcely knows where to
look for a thing "more aproposser'' to
the times than this. Itinvoluntarily
srecurs to mind at thethought of all that
huge fanfaronade wherewith the Phil
adelphia Convention was gotten under
way-the footing of horns and playing
of Dixie" the rising of delegates and
cheers for "Hail CoIumbia,t the clap
trap ofthe Chairman, and the entrance
of South Carolina and Massachusetts
cheek by jowl. This latter little theat-
rical touch in especial is fearfully after
the fashion of A. Ward, and his Betsy
Jane. t,fli
His Excellency, Governor Orr, diffus-
ing, let us Imagine, conciliatiOn at every
pore, appears on the floor arm in arm
with Major General Couch, of the Fed
eral army. What a self-nbnegatory
spectacle was herel What n lying down
of the lion and the lamb togetherl And
what wonder that the sublimest emo
ttons We're SO appealed to thai delegates
melted into "tears.o Think of it, kind
Heaven, just think of it, that here were
eight Thousand patriots assembled who
lwept as with one single eye, Debarred
of entrance by ehiValrous deyotion to
the South that never whvered, even
Clement L. Yallandigham and Fernan-
do Wood, let us imagine, stood afar of
and wiped away a pensive tear. But
human nature Is not calculated to stand
these terrific excitatiOns of Joy; strong
feeling is aptto become painful, and
how we'll ll-imed 1t was there came up
upon the air strains of du1cet music
from band of fifty pieces. Blow on |
great trombone-comei in with thy mel
low MARBLE. opheicelide -thump for thy
life, thou drummer, and scrape about
ana spare not, artist with the big bas-
soon. Tears of joy have yielded place
to shouts OF riumph-sixteen thousand
eyes are dried and eight Thousand
tongues vOciferate. A roar goes up
that shakes the wigwam, and bark!
was that an echo that meets as it dies
y
air-what is it2 Pah tits nothing
only the footballs of Yallandigham and
Wood, who, shut out from this great
lovefeast of them that have the we'd
ding garment, are going away-of
Wood-Fernando Wood, who this day
can carry, If you put him on his met
tlej the great city of New York against
New England; and Clement L. VAL
landigham, who suffered all but mar
tyrdom for his principles, was exiled
because he would not help throttle the
South, and Is going to his home in Day
ton, where the panels of his house door
show to this very day the mark of
tyranny's musket butts and axes.
All, gentlemen, It Will take a deal of
horn blowing to drown the sound of
those foOtfalls-the footballs of men
who, when DoOlittle and Couch had
us by the throat, dared to stand up, in
the very face of despotism, to plead for
mercy, for moderation and for Justice
ITO plead and to suffer for us and for
our sakes.