The Daily Madisonian

Correspondence of the Old School Republican.

You know Mr. Archer, but all your readers may not know him. To them, then, I will say, that he is to Virginia, and to the pride and glory of Virginia, what "Earthquake Allen" is to the proud and giant State of Ohio. He is the last man I should have selected from a crowd, as a Virginian.

His person is tall and slender; has very little energy and intellectuality of brain and countenance; manners stiff and unpolished—and his voice is weak and feminine, so that all in all, he is perhaps the most uninteresting speaker in the Senate. A western man would only need to see him addressing the Senate in his dull, prosy manner, and with black kid gloves on, to be satisfied that he was wanting in force and energy of character and in all those high intellectual attributes which should distinguish an American Senator. Messrs. Clay and Mangum have flattered him off into opposition to the Administration; but aside from his vote, the friends of the Administration will count the present loss a future gain—for he cannot wage a forcible opposition, nor can he sustain himself in Old Republican Virginia, without standing by her patriotic sons and her Republican principles.

Mr. Rives has been confined several days by sickness, and was not there to maintain the honor and principles of his ancient commonwealth; but he will stand up in due season to defend both them and Mr. Tyler as circumstances may require.

SMALL Potatoes.—Botts is out again against Upshur in four columns of the Intelligencer. It will take twice that number to prove what Botts alleged he would prove.—Phil. Ledger.

Lost.—Judge Upshur has replied at length to the false charges of Mr. Coffee House Botts, and in such a manner too as to blow that redoubtable gentleman sky-high.—Delaware Republican.