Gazette Of The United States And Daily Evening Advertiser

From the Eagle.

Mr. Dunham:

I often amuse myself with the puerile conduct of mankind, when engaged in political squabbles. Though Mr. Hume asserts, that he must be more than mortal who kindles not in the common blaze, when the sparks of sedition, panic and faction are puffed up in society, yet, with a degree of vanity, I felicitated myself, on being exempt from a scorch, and ever peeped from a corner, within a grin of triumph, when my comrades were disputing the propriety of the Duke of York's mission.

Though our river politics have flowed with indifference and unconcern, in spite of the civil dungeon in '75, the punk of Shays, and French fanaticism, yet the old leaven of aristocracy, tho' for a long time dormant, is said still to exist on our banks. The other day, while our beef-steak club were quaffing the qualifying bumper, for a rarity several observations were made on the times. Some bloods from Hartford and New-York, who were present began to glow with republican heat to a degree, that a check was thought expedient; this gave fuel to the flame, and opposition ensued—To preserve an equilibrium. I remained with the old river department. VATTEL, MARTEN, PAINE, and BURKE. were quoted with fluency; the sacred rights of the people were harped on and the happy order in a limited Monarchy was a balancing argument. Just as we had adduced the chiefest proof, to deliver which with redoubled force, I rose from my seat, and as I was repeating, with my arm in a horizontal position, thrust, under monarchy, each member enjoyed a separate department; with sovereign, independence; that a gentleman kept the vulgar rabble at a distance, and his muslin was untainted by the hand of the ragamuffin—and that, though our government was called republican, yet by inflexible practice, we had ensured most of the privileges of aristocracy. But as the d---l would have it, just as I supposed our opponent mistaken with conviction, just a scurvy high-way tax-gatherer; and clapped three of us on the shoulder, for one and nine pence each, then subtracting the remainder, the other party, with a horse laugh, by implying reminding us of the "privileges of aristocracy," gained a complete triumph, while we sounded a retreat—

In future, while politics are on the carpet, I shall keep my old corner.

CAO