The North Carolinian

We occasionally pick up an interesting item of intelligence in distant papers about the state of whiggery here. The following paragraph appears as editorial in the Whig Standard (Washington city) of last Monday: "The South Carolina Chronicle, heretofore an ardent supporter of Mr Calhoun, has come out for "Harry of the West," and promises to battle nobly in his cause. It says the whigs of the State are arousing themselves, and will be joined by many adherents of Mr Calhoun, who are exasperated at the treatment he has received."

Now we had supposed that the Columbia Chronicle was a whig paper of long standing, of decided partizanship and of ability enough to make itself known and even respected by its brotherhood throughout the country. It is scarcely fair to the editor to represent him as a fresh deserter from our camp, and to rejoice over the glossy nap of his new turned political coat; for that is a delicate topic at the best, and to praise a man for desertion when he has not deserted, is little better than telling him with a bow and a smile that you consider him a time server and a mercenary, and that you expect soon to have the satisfaction of showing him down the back stairs. If the editor is not unusually good-natured, he will give these officious home missionaries, these zealous proselytes to Clayism, of good and faithful Coons, (old Coons too,) reason to bear in mind hereafter which side he belongs to. Truly, after having thus suddenly converted to Clay, Mr Preston's favored organ, we may soon expect to hear that Mr Preston himself, "heretofore an ardent supporter of Mr Calhoun, has come out for 'Harry of the West' and promises to battle nobly in his cause."

It is true the Chronicle has been a shepherd without sheep for some time, and therefore as other shepherds do in like cases, has been mostly setting on the fence whistling, with only the occasional lazy diversion of throwing things into the democratic enclosures; and it is also true that a whig remnant, having recently been attracted together by each others bleating, indicating that some one had discovered a prospect of grass, has given a little more the appearance of a flock to the party and refreshed the Chronicle with something to do: but beyond this we see no change in the State favorable to Mr Clay. The National Intelligencer has been informed that Clay Clubs and Clayism are spreading like the fire in South Carolina. Travellers in the desert often see cities hovering on the horizon, but never get any nearer to them. The Intelligencer's informant has had visions of a mirage and if Mr Clay is elected, deserves to be appointed Governor of Barataria or Ambassador to the court of Prester John.

Of the real state of whiggery hereabouts, the intelligencer might have got some idea by consulting Dr. Bronson, the editor of a whig paper at Lagrange, Ga., and known to fame as Mr Clay's luminous correspondent on matters of free trade and abolition. The Doctor paid a visit to Charleston lately and confessed on his return that he was so frightened at the defenceless condition of whiggery there, that he kept himself incog. all the time. There was a prudent man for you and a discreet, for it is very certain that if what Dr. Bronson's reasonable terrors inspired him to call "red-mouthed locofocoism," had once discovered him and opened its jaws upon his trembling carcass, the only possible chance of escape would have been to slip between the teeth, as Lucian's adventurers in the True History evaded the throat of the sea monster. Happy Dr. Bronson! But we beg thee not to trust too much to thy fortune--we beseech thee, go not again allured into such peril by the savory dishes of the Charleston Hotel.

Mr Van Buren.--An able correspondent of the New York Evening Post, in referring to the coonish outcry that Mr Van Buren cannot succeed in the Presidential contest, in opposition to Henry Clay, after inquiring into the degree of credit for sincerity which should be conceded to them in this matter, makes the following commentary upon their conduct in regard to the nomination most likely to be resolved on by the democratic party: "Do the whigs really believe that the man who received, at the election of 1840, over one hundred thousand more votes than was ever before given for any presidential candidate, cannot now compete with Mr Clay? Nonsense. They know very well that if Mr Clay had been the antagonist candidate against Mr Van Buren in 1840, he would have been beaten to flints. They know that Gen. Harrison and John Tyler were selected as candidates by the whigs for their availability and non-committalism on several leading questions of policy, on which the whig party did not, at that time, dare to make an issue before the people. They also know, that Pennsylvania, Ohio, and several other States, were at that election gained by the whigs, by means of democratic votes, which States have since returned to the standard of the democratic party, and are now prepared to give their usual democratic majorities to the nominee of the Baltimore Convention.

"It has been truly said of Henry Clay, that he is the living impersonation and embodiment of whig principles."--Whig address.

Would it not be advisable for the whig party to get the life of Mr Clay insured? What a loss the whigs would sustain should they lose their principles by the sudden death of Mr Clay!--Illinois State Gazette.

Nobility.--The Federalists boast that Mr Graham is the "genuine scion of a noble stock." This idea is altogether worthy of the servile and slavish spirits by whom it was conceived. Thank God, we have no "noble stocks" in this country! Mr Graham's nobility is, perhaps, very much like the potato's--the best part of it is under ground.--Raleigh Standard.

The New York Express of Friday says:--The fact is that money has never been more abundant than at present. Loans are making freely at four per cent. on mercantile paper, and five per cent. on bond and mortgages.