Whig And Tribune

THE OLDEN TIME.—The "Bank Exchange," whose presiding genius is Morris Weatherly, with spectacles, has a venerable clock, that faithfully told the hours thirty years ago. This venerable time keeper, and by analogy truth teller, has upon its pure glass face, the picture of a beautiful woman of olden time, before the days of bustles, chignons and plumpers, and when the roses of health and beauty bloomed naturally in the cheeks of all the healthy fair of the land. Upon the oval dome of this ancient clock, is perched the emblematic bird of American freedom, golden feathered, with out-stretched wings, and "E Pluribus Unum" written all over his gilded front and flashing tail. He sits there, wraped in the solitude of his own glory, listening the solemn knell of the departing hours, and gazing down into the faces of the numberless practicers at the bar, to see if he can recognize among them, an acquaintance of the olden time. This venerable clock, a relie of a period now in its twilight, the beautiful face that adorns, like a diamond set in orient gems, its pure glass front, and the "E Pluribus Unum," Eagle, whose golden wings canopy its summit, are all souvenirs of those perfect plain, practical olden times, when whisky was pure and men honest. However there is some consolation in the fact that while indulging in Bachanalian revelry at the Bank Exchange, that neither the clock, or the fair face in the glass, or the golden eagle over head, will frown upon the whisky, wine or brandy used in the feast. It is as pure as that of the olden time when men were honest. If there is a "Thomas" who doubts this fact, all that he has to do, is to go and listen to the regular strokes of this ancient clock—gaze upon the fair face of its beautiful talisman, observe the patriotic splendors of the "E Pluribus Unum Eagle, and try the whisky which Morris serves and guarantees to be as pure as in the olden time when the clock etc., was in its youth, and marked the fleeting hours for honest men.