The weekly clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1863-1882, 1882-09-20

every stroke tells. I have met with p,snv
kngllshmen in my time, but / never fonnd
but one, Lord Lyons, who seemed 10 me an
accomplished man Of the world. or eoualed
IN social life that group Of great men of tina,
time. For the most part, the Englishmen
were awkward and unready, their value be.
ing only made manifest by time. Their
wives had no more the air of society yo-
men. | we'll remember when Lord Bulwer
was made Minister. The President gave
him dinner, and I found myself assigned
as the escort of Lady Bulwer to the table.
She was very much of dowdy in her an
pearanee, and with but very little to saw. ]
made brave effort to entertain her, and
knowing that her father, Lord Normandy,
had been much in diplomatic life, began
| by alinding to her as scarcely an EngIish
woman since she had been 50 much abroad
No, haven't, she answered in a fine
pursed-up little way. Somewhat abashed. ]
began again to inquire where she had lived
in the s9 ence of her father.
"'WIth lie uncle (Mr. Stuart mimick
ed comically her manner)
Il turned to Mrs. Wehskr. who sat ON
my other hand, and whispered in dismay.
who is her uncle 2
You savage shaNreplied. Don't Won
know? The Duke of wellington Where.
upon turned about and made myself per.
tectly at home at Apsley House."
''Of all the giants of those DAYS. Mr..
Stuart, who was the greatest ?"
Henry Clay" he answered quickly with
softened eyes. 'There was no one like
Henry Clay. knew him intimately at
Washington. have visited him at his
home in Ashland. ! never knew any man
who could so endear himself to other men
or who exhibited such lovable personal char
acteristics."
Strong men shed tears when he was de-
feated by Mr.. Polk" Mrs. Stuart added.
Imagine a man with a beautiful wife
and lovely family of children about him;
he has a noble estate and fine personality
pestilence comes and sweeps away his
wife and children; an earthquake swallows
up his estate; every man whom he owes
sues him; and every man that owes him
has failed. The feelings of that man can
only parallel mine when Henry Clay was
defeated
He was a man OF infinite skill in ad-
dress. He always said the right thing at
the right time; remember one evening
being invited to dinner at John Quincy
Adams in honor. of Lord Morpeth, afterwards
Earl OF Carlisle, who had been one Of the !
commissioners at the treaty of Ghent, with |
Mr.. Adams and Mr.. Clay. After dinner it |
was proposed TO go into the library and have
a game of cards, and to give zest to the |
game a small stake was suggested. The dis
guest was urged TO name the |
stake, but declined and after much awk-
ward hesitation Mr.. Clay said, as he only |
could say it. In honor of the Queen, viii |
make the stake sovereign
Much has been said, and with great ex-
of Mr.. Clay's loye of gaming.
1t was urged against him that while in
Europe negotiating the treaty of Ghent he
had made himself notorious as a gamester.
But Mr.. Clay told me that he played but
one game during that time, and that was
under these circumstances There had been
a lottery for some charitable purpose, and
Mr.. Clay and Mr.. Adams had each drawn
a painting, which proved to be pendents of
one another and valueless when separated
Each gentleman tried to buy the picture oil {
.he other, but neither would sell.
Suppose, said Mr. Adams, we leave
The matter to the arbitrament of chance.
When a boy once learned a game called
Old Sledge.' Now, Mr.. Clay, l will play
you the best two in three for your picture
So the two sat down, with the ambassadors
behind them looking on, and played three |
,ames of seven-up. Mr.. Clay won the first [
yame, Mr.. Adams the second and Mr.. Clay
he third, and Mr. Clay took me and showed +
ne the two paintings then hanging on the d
vail. L
That, said Mr.. Clay, was the only i
.ame of cards played Abroad r. 4
1t is not difficult to kindle enthusiasm Il
or Henry Clay, and we ask with moistened f
yes "Is it true that the failure to receive
he nomination broke Henry Clay's heart q Z
'No," said Stuart, decidedly. at did t
ot. I drove down with Mr.. Fillmore to +
ee Mr.. Clay but few days before he died o
Ie was perfectly cheerful and free from bit 5
erness. He still took keen interest in poll /
les, and expressed great regret that Mr. O
fillmore had not been nominated" o