Rhode Island Republican

CALLENDER & HAMILTON!
The chaste and temperate Leaders of the Federal Faction.

From Callender's Work.

"THE intemperate style of the convivial, & confidential communications of our ex-secretary, prohibits him from being regarded as any peculiar object of indulgence. For instance, he has often boasted of receiving letters from President Washington, with the word private wrote on the back of them, and a crow drawn over the seal. "After opening such a parcel," said Mr. Hamilton, what do you think were the contents?--DEAR Hamilton, put this in style for me. Some speech or letter has been inclosed, which I wrote over again, sent it back, and the OLD DAMNED FOOL gave it away as his own." Mr. Hamilton is not singular in using this style to General Washington. After the squabble between citizen Genet, John Jay, and Rufus King, the two latter sent a most insulting letter to the President. Randolph advised him to resent it. He had once resolved to do so; but altered his intention, from a jealousy that the writers were in concert with Hamilton, from whom he could not determine to disjoin himself. Jay and King wanted to obtain a certificate, which Mr. Jefferson had drawn up, relating to the behavior of citizen Genet. The President actually gave them the certificate, but it is thought that they found it not to their purpose; for it was suppressed. Jay and King, also, got back from the President their impertinent letter; of which, after cooling, they began to be ashamed. But a copy of it is in existence, and some hopes remain of its being obtained for publication. These particulars are derived from undoubted authority. They prove what was so fully stated in the American Annual Register, that the federal party despised the late President; that they took frequent opportunities of insulting him; and that they assumed the popularity of his name with no view but to serve their own ends."

[The following Communication from the Salem Register, is truly descriptive of several late numbers of the Newport Mercury. It applies with peculiar force to that paper of the 28th ult.--Any remarks upon it, would be useless. The reader will compare and judge for himself.]

The Centinel of Saturday last is the most consummate digest of foul-mouthed abuse, low slander, outrageous indecency, and illiterate calumny we ever recollect to have seen. This worthy competitor with the infamous Callender has excelled the very chastest effusions of the Billingsgate muses. The whole paper is truly inimitable--"none but itself can be its parallel." We wish that a new edition of its contents might be published and posted at every corner of the streets. It is a splendid specimen of the meekness, the delicacy, the wit, and, above all, the modesty of federalism. If daring profligacy, if presumptuous falsehood, if uncleanly aspersions be excellence, then has the Editor of the Centinel the most preeminent merit. "Ferdinando Mendez was but a type of thee, thou liar of the first magnitude." Good God! is it possible the people of the United States, however prejudiced or ignorant, can relish, or favor such libellous productions? Is no sense of decorum left? Is no virtue remaining to cleanse this Augean stable? We wish, and we repeat it, that a new edition of the last Centinel may be published. We wish to know if there be left any sense of modesty or candor among federalists. It is impossible that the moderate men of that party can any longer protect such gross violations of public order and decency. We must have sunk to the lowest depths of corruption, or the indignation of all honest men of all parties will pursue this monster with implacable vengeance. They will lop off this fungus, which is cankerous even in deformity. Let it not be said that Americans are unworthy of the freedom they enjoy--that the abandoned, the debauched, and the gambling are the favorites of the public--that political opposition has destroyed morality, religion, and common sense.

We understand these tricks--It is a deep play. The federal gamblers stake every thing on the die. Their doctrine is, that by libelling every thing sacred, the people must soon be disgusted with liberty, and will willingly yield up their political rights to tyranny, rather than suffer the dreadful consequences of open assassination by the Press. Save then yourselves, Americans, from your "worst enemies"--from the janito.

When toryism stoops so low as to exult at the apostacy of Callender from republicanism, it proves beyond the testimony of a thousand witnesses, that the cause it maintains is incapable of a generous and manly support. A few years since, it is said this very Callender arrived in this country, as a persecuted patriot from the old world, not only without "a second shirt to his back," but without a penny in his pocket. He had certainly some pretensions to merit as a writer, or our "first characters" would not now give him their countenance, and calculate on his aid as an important acquisition to their expiring influence. But in their eyes, we are sensible, that Callender must have some other charms. In fact he is the Judas of republicanism, and has attempted to betray the man who relieved him in a moment when there was not another person who would give him a shilling. These alluring qualifications have entitled this mendicant, in the estimation (to the honor of the country be it spoken) of but a small party, to all the consequence which treachery will not fail to bestow in their minds, on every deserter from the interests of honor and justice.

Callender will now be their idol, the very Dagon of aristocracy; and for a week or more, the pious devotees of royalty will make their pilgrimage to his shrine, in the fond hope of some new miracle being wrought in their favor. But alas! what Hamilton and Adams, what Pickering and Lyon have not been able to accomplish
plish. Callender will attempt in vain. Federalism can have no new triumphs. It can never again cheat the war worn soldier of his pay, by a fraudulent system, which realized in the enemies of the revolution, those certificates which its friends had earned. It can never again re-animate the hopes of the miser, by opening a second time the flood gates of speculation and swindling, by a paper bank, the scrip of which for a while was the only commodity at market. Under the administration of President Jefferson, the soldiers and sailors, "more or less," will be at least paid the debt that is due to them. They will not be permitted to perish in want by a pretended friend, that others may be enriched by the product of their labors! Common sense will not be prostrated to a corrupt theory, which sacrificed the substance of justice to a shadow: that those who had wasted their property in the service of their country, should by an ill contrived project, be almost the only persons who were not to profit by the American revolution. The present administration comes to make its appeal to the upright passions of the human heart. It reposes itself on the common interest of the uncorrupted merchant, farmer and manufacturer--these classes unite in twen-tieths of the actual strength of the community. The well disposed individuals who compose them, feel that every thing is right; and it is not the venal quill of Callender, or a thousand like him, that can persuade them to the contrary. While this miscreant has been base enough to give an act of charity the appearance of a bribe, what must we think of his credit?--He has covered his own character with eternal in-famy, that he might possibly do a slight injury to that of his acknowledged patron.

(Boston Chron.)

The federalists make great rumpus about Callender's tale of Mr. Jefferson's giving him 100 dollars for writing the "Prospect," in which Mr. Adams was handled.--They should recollect, that admitting Callender's statement to be true, the retaliation was far inadequate to the embassy with which Mr. Adams rewarded Smith for his indecent and abusive attack on the then vice-president, in a series of letters under the signature of "Phocion."

(Eulion Star.)