The Madisonian

From the Richmond Whig.

We extract from the Jeffersonian Republican the Volunteer Toasts given at the Louisa Dinner. They are pretty strong signs of the times. Citizen Ritchie manifests much dissatisfaction with the dinner, with every thing said and with every body who said it. But he appears to be particularly discomposed by the following toast of Mr. Lipscomb, the delegate elect from Louisa:

The Hon. Wm. C. Rives and myself. Although I differ with Mr. R. in politics, I believe him to be the most perfect, high-minded and honorable gentleman, old Tom Ritchie to the contrary notwithstanding.

On the strength of this, the editor indulges sundry hard hits at Mr. L., and imputes the compliment to the score of "private griefs." whereof we know nothing and care nothing. It is evident, however, from the fluttering, that the pigeon has been wounded.

Mr. Peyton's toast, too, seems to have grieved our cotemporary. The cause is apparent upon its face:

"The Retreating Conservative. An unfortunate politician, who has the capacity to see what is right, but lacks the nerve to maintain it; who, in an unguarded moment, played the part of an honest man, and now hopes to atone for his temerity, by swallowing his own denunciations."

Our neighbor, with much shrewdness and possibly justice, for it does seem to fit, construes this as personal.