Alexandria Gazette

From the Richmond Whig.

The suggestion of your New York Correspondent, in one of his recent letters, that Jim Wilkins, the negro Butler, was an influential member of the Advisory Council at Washington, is not so destitute of foundation as many persons might suppose. I heard recently, from a source entitled to credit, that when our oratorical friend, Jack Pendleton, was reconnoitering the Palace for a foreign mission, he modestly hinted to Jim that England or Russia would be very agreeable to his desires—but that Jim unhesitatingly extinguished the Orator's aspirations, by saying, "Ah! none that, massa Jack!—You know you are not fit for any of those big jobs,—but be a little patient and we will send you down to South America." Jim was true to his promise. I am also informed from the same source, that on the day of the adjournment of Congress, when his Accidency was about to leave the White House, with his Secretaries, as is customary, Jim accosted him as follows: "My dear Governor (the title which he always gives the Great man,) don't send Congress any more vetoes—and particularly don't pocket any of the Bills, like General Jackson." Whereupon his Majesty poured forth a torrent of execrations, not upon Jim, but upon Congress,—and swore that if he did not veto, he would put some of the Bills into his pocket. The Major Domo, finding that his advice was not altogether relished, withdrew, with a profound obeisance, into the inner Court. Louis XI. had his Oliver Le Diable, and why not John the 3d his Jim Wilkins!

Vive La Bagatelle.