Alexandria Gazette & Advertiser

Communicated.

Who has seen "the game of chess" played in the Enquirer which reached town on Thursday? Though the editors seem to admit the King Caucus to be check mated, they take no shame to themselves on the occasion,--further than is implied in the confession that the present result of the presidential election proves that they "are no prophets in their own country."

And where, pray, are they prophets? And do they think that the people of Virginia will let them off in this way? Can they suppose that their deluded fellow citizens will be content that their confident assertions, and high pretensions to superior political information should expire in pasquinades and sportive professions of delusion? Now that all these Crawford men in buckram have proved to be nothing but the fictitious heroes of vapourers, these same boastful gentlemen turn about and confess their blunders, not with repentance and deprecations of wrath, but, with the laughing leer with which Sir John exclaimed--"By the Lord I knew ye as well as he that made ye." So they have been enjoying themselves while they were misleading their confiding readers with marvellous tales, and drinking their health, and now they think to pay for it all with a joke! O Messrs. Ritchie & Gooch, you have not been to plays for nothing; and the farce which you and your coadjutors got up, was pretty well acted in the Virginia theatre. But it will end tragically for the performers at least; for the applause which they have received must end in the hisses, even of the generation of their ignorant, deluded, and mortified admirers.

But carpe diem, Juan, carpe carpe,
To-morrow sees another race as gay,
And transient, and devoured by the same harpy.

"Life's a poor player," then play out the play
Ye villains; and above all, keep a sharp eye
Not unto what ye do, but what ye say;
Be hypocritical, be cautious, be
Not what ye seem, but always what ye are: