Providence Patriot, Columbian Phenix

MEMOIRS of Nullification. - We extract the following from the N. Y. Evening Post, being a portion of a long racy article, showing how a nullifier can sport with his own afflictions, and with what good nature the universal Yankee nation may join in the laugh, not wishing to spoil the joke for relation's sake :

Memoirs of a Nullifier : written by himself. By a native of the south. Columbia, S. C. Published at the Telescope Office, 1832. 12 mo. pp. 110.

This is a strange book - an odd compound of sarcasm and sentiment. It is a broad and somewhat allegorical satire, inextricably interwoven with a tender love tale. The soft vows of an adoring suitor, and the keen irony of an incensed south-ern politician, are mingled in the same sentence.

The book is a mixture of oil and vinegar, with an infusion of worm-wood. It is a sort of literary crabapple tree twined in the amorous embrace of a honey-suckle.

As a complete specimen of the sort of ridicule which the nullifier bestows on the universal Yankee nation, we may here copy the examination of the Pedlar before Rhadamanthus:

'Soon we heard one of the constables call out "Virgil Hoskins!" Virgil Hoskins!" "Here," answered our compan-ion, the Yankee pedlar making up to the bar. "Rhadamanthus was seated with a great number of huge account books before him. "Virgil Hoskins is your name, is it?" said he. Here it is among the H's. pages 50,358. Ah, Virgil! there's a terrible long account against you. Let's see'a few of the charges." [reads.] Virgil Hoskins, Dr. June 27, 18 - To selling in the course of one peddling expedition, 497,368 wooden nutmegs, 281,539 Spanish Cigars made of oak leaves, and 497,368 wooden nutmegs, and 617 wooden clocks What do you say to that charge; Hoskins?

Hoskins Why that was counted in our place about the greatest peddling trip that ever was made over the Potomac.

Rhadamanthus reads. June 29, 18 To stealing an old grindstone, smearing it with butter. and selling' it as a cheese.

Hoskins in great surprise. Jiminy! surely you wouldn't punish a man for that would you?

Rhadamanthus reads: - December 13, 1780, To making a counterfeit dollar of pewter, when you were only six years old, and cheating your own father with it.

Hoskins. Daddy was mighty glad when he found it out. He said it showed I had a genius.

Rhadamanthus reads. July 2. 18-, taking a worn out pair of shoes, which you found in the road, and selling them to a pious old lady; as being actually the shoes of Saint Paul.

Hoskins, with exultation. I made 4 dollars. 12 1-2 cents by that.

Rhadamanthus reads. July 2, 18-, taking an empty old watch case, putting live crickets into it, and then selling it as a patent lever in full motion.

Hoskins. He, he, he, - that was one of the cutest tricks I ever played in all my life.

Rhadamanthus. It would occupy me a week, Hoskins, to go through all the charges against you. These few are sufficient. I really am out of patience with New-England, for it gives me more trouble than all the rest of the world together You are sentenced to be thrown into a lake of boiling molasses, where nearly all your countrymen already are, with that same old grindstone tied to your neck, and to remain there forever.'