Jenks's Portland Gazette

A CHANGING WORLD.

IT is not long, says the Albany Centinel since Mr Burr was considered by the Democrats in New York as their leader, and since they gave him an equal number of votes with Mr. Jefferson for the Presidency of the United States. Now a large party of them abuse him as one of the most unprincipled, and the most dangerous men.

It is not long since Mr Burr thought highly of Mr. Cheetham, and Mr. Cheetham of Mr. Burr: since the one was instrumental in establishing the other as co-editor with the renowned Mr. Denniston, of the American Citizen --Now, alas! they are at sword's points, and Mr. Cheetham dare not take refuge in the house of Mr Burr, were he even chased by a mad dog.

A little while ago, Mr. Wood was caressed by the Clintonians, and they wished much to see his excellent history of President Adams' administration. Now, strange as it may seem they call him "the most sneaking scoundrel in God's creation."

Not many months have elapsed since Mr. Duane supplied Mr. Wood with materials for his history; addressed an affectionate letter to Mr. Wood, begging him to stir up Mr. Cheetham and Doctor Mitchell in the good cause; dropped a handsome compliment on Mr. Smilie, an Irishman in Pennsylvania. Now, how shall I say it, Mr. Duane wishes Mr. Wood and his history at the-

Once upon a time, Mr. Jefferson and Mr. Callender would seem to have been upon terms of harmony and social intercourse-when Mr. Jefferson believed Mr. Callender to be the best writer in the world, except himself--when he gave him one hundred dollars to encourage him in his lucubrations--and when he opened his eyes wide, and giggled over the "Prospect before us." Behold the wonderful reverse! Mr. Jefferson starts at the name of Callender: and thinks if the Chaldean system be true, that he is an imp sent by Satan to torment him.

There was a time when Messrs. De Witt Clinton and Ambrose Spencer ruled the State of New York: put down and put up; drove like Jehu, and called it the will of the people.--- The people have lately discovered that they have been grievously deceived, and determined that they will be no longer used and ridden like asses.

Hardly a year has revolved since Mr. Jefferson was supposed by many to be a second Solomon, who would make gold as the ones of the field -would multiply and replenish our republican upon the earth, and every man move in a "circle of felicities " Alack a-day! what the philosopher touches turns not to gold, but to dirt. His friends wonder where are the effects of a mind so much "bent on philosophic pursuits.". What shall we, or can we say to all this, but that it is a CHANGING WORLD.

Moderate men are of opinion that it is best to bury party animosity and division, and look for good men without regard to politics. Mr. Jefferson was in this mood when he made his inaugural speech, in which he speaks of "restoring harmony to social intercourse."

But Mr Duane, "the organ of the people," calls all that, and perhaps the whole inaugural speech may be called, mere "lang" of the day.

[Gaz. U. S.]