The tri-weekly news. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1865-1876, 1866-01-18

ihcHScStuuIuHulte iOt "nlcll QlunLllllan
speaks who ever felt himself transports.
cd, melted to tears, fred to enthusiasm,
while listening to his elaborate compost.
tons 2 ln straightforward, closc.linke'l
argument, in noble contempt for all
trapplngs and decorations, in couiensa.
ton, IN II vocabulary terse and emphatic,
i'll energy, vehpmence. passion, Mr..
Calhoun closely 5ressmbled his illustrious
model; while IN all the moral qualiica
tions of great orator he rose in,mcas.
urably above him. For even his enc.
mics confessed that lle possessed a cour.
age which no, opposition could Shake
apd an 'integrity tLat no temptation
could corrupt.
In mental greatness, in learning, deep
thought, and all the attributes Of tho
highest order Of genius, Mr. Clay was
inferior to his two great contemporaries.
But in the physical combinations, and all
the natural furniture of soul.stirrilE5
orator, he far surpassed them both.
His mouth, that most expressive feat.
ure, was an organ created bv God for
The pronunciation oi large and hprolcal
thoughts. Then, what clear blue eyes,
now calm in their azure depths, then
laughing i'll genial mrth, and then,
when he was thoroughly reused up.
sparkling almost blazing. In his whole
countenance what play of all generous
feelings tile soul of honor friendship,
chivaIry, breathing in his face Above
all, that magnificent voice, at one mo
mrnt soft and breeze, presently swelling
until it beat the vaulted roof and revrr.
bcrating far beyond the walls of the
chamber, away in:o the adjoining rooms
and rccesses. Rufus Choatc had no s,,.
perlor at home, but going to Washing.
tomas United States Senator, he, on
one occasion drew upon himsclfa single
broadside from the Kentucky orator,
and it so frightened him that he was af.
terward Almost silent, .crest.fallen. and
(to employ his own favorte ,phrasrI
"utterly Rabberyastcd." Everybody re-.
members Mr.. Ola, s duel with Mr.. Ran.
dolph. On his last journey North, in an
almost dying condition, the Firginian
was carried into the Senate Chamber
Mr.. Clay was speaking. "Stop," said
the sick man to those who bore him
stop, let me hear that voice. came
here to hear that voice once more before
| die The grace and beauty Of Mr.
| Clay's ciocutlon were consummatc his
whole being informed with his subject,
and instinct with the love of truth.
And his warm gushing sympathics sci
dom failed to draw you to him, and hear
YOU along with himp causing you 10 feel
that cone touch of nature makes the
whole world kim" The last Tine
heard him was at a meeting Of the Colo
nization Society. As he rrclinel in the
chair he seemed to be an old man "bro.
ken with the storms of State" But when
he arose and spoke, there We're no otraces
years upon him. All felt that,his soul was
still erect and young. and that, as an ora.
tor, his eye was not dimmed, nor the force
and vchcmcmcc Of his strength abated
l had intended to say something of
his death :; but his communication is al
ready too extended. His father was a
Baptist minister, and the son never for.
got "lhe laiihf,l saying which he learn.
ed from that father. And though he
betrayed sad n6rmity as to religion.
saying to Dir. Curtis, in Charleston, that
"a public man ought to join no church,
if he wished TO be popular" IA sentiment,
by the way, on which thousands act
without the candor to confess it, and af.
ter he had Identified himself with a
church. frequenting the theatre; yet he
fingered long under the salutory disc.
pline Of a sick room. his last pillow was
wetted with pcnitential tears, and, of the
three great compeer he alone departed
conlrssng himself sinner and reposng
all his confidence upon the blood and
righteousness of the Redeemer.
sit here and look at the places which
once knew these three men, but now
know them no more, and / say, 0 that
they were with IFS yet Whateve,
their, errors once, were. they now
I living, I believe that in this crisis of ON