text: A war P t • • wm* •. w # c 1 a" ;.c # -• v * f U _ v iK j*« 4m r* *■< " ■ 1 J » t -me i " :.i 13 I * - «Jfcft* ty Ù:j. A v i % g ■ ^ Vi 1 ; ;. * ■ «*• v • Û, SM /* f,; - il ^ Tjf< 1 s. «f r r ^ nv % mf. - 4 • '# * 3 , ; Lflf »•■•'T. V\\ «■/ * * J **\ m jp " * « David Ct. Jeffen, Publisher. té, O. Bridewell & R. Shoemaker, Proprietors. ' a POLITICAL, LITERARY, AGRICULTURAL, AND GENERAL NEWSPAPER. PORT GIBSON, CLAIBORNE COUNTY, MISS., WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 1, 1852. — Number 2. Volume 2. A f » 9 Ö ^ 1 ... Greek Malden to her Lover. March! nor heed those arms that hold thee, Though so fondly close they come; Closer Mill will they enfold thee, When thou bring'st fresh laurels home Dost thou dote on woman's brow? Doit thou live but in her breath? Match! one hour of victory now Wins thee woman's smile till death. Oh, what bliss, when, war it over, Beauty's long-missed smile to meet; And when wreaths our temples cover, Lay them shining at her feet! Who would not, that hour to reach; Breathe out life's expiring sight,— Proud as the wares on the beach Lay their war crests down and die? There! I see thy soul is burning— She herself, who clasped thee so, Paints, even now thy glad returning, And, while clasping, bids the go. One deep sigh to passion given, One last glowing tear and then— March! nor rest thy sword, till heaven Bring thee to those arms again. Tale of a Shirt Collar. We find the following rich story in a late number of the New York Spirit of the Times. As the weather is very warm, we recommend it to be read in a cool corner, or in a shady grove, at some of our summer retreats or watering places: I will give you an adventure of a bashful boy. His name was Graphulo, but we used to call him "Jack's" for short. Heaven help me if he should ever hear this story; I hope he don't take the Spirit. Among his many misfortunes, for he was cockeyed, red-haired and knock-kneed, he numbered that inconvenient oneness; nevertheless he was fond of the ladies, although when in their presence he never opened his mouth if he could help it, and when he did speak he used both hands to help him talk; in fact, he was a young man of "great actions." Jack, one warm day, fell in love. He had just graduated at college, and began to think he must seek the ladies' society; he was getting to be a man, and it looked manly to have a " penchant." So Jack fell in love with the sweetest, loveliest, most hoydenish girl in the square—but how to tell his love. There was the rub. He had heard a great deal of the "language of the eyes," and he accordingly tried that; but when he looked particularly hard at the window in which Miss Emily was in the habit of sitting, some person on the other side of the street would invariably bow to him, thinking he was endeavoring to catch their eye. He has despised expressive eyes ever since. At length, Jack obstructed an introduction through his sister, and with her, he called several times, but she was obliged to leave the city for a season, and as each interview had only increased his ardor, he determined upon "going it alone." Long before the hour fixed upon by custom for an evening visit, he found himself arrayed in his best. Blue coat, metal buttons, black cassimere pants, (said pants being a little tighter than the skin,) and a spotless vest. The Journals of the day state as an item of intelligence, that the thermometer ranged from 75 to 80 degrees. Jack swears it was a hundred. As the hour gradually grew warmer, Jack found his perspiration and courage oozing out together, and he almost determined to pull off and stay at home. He concluded, however, he'd take a walk past the house and see how he felt. By the time he reached the mansion, he firmly concluded not to go in, but on entering his eyes towards the parlor window, and perceiving no signs of life there, he thought probable that no one was at home, and since he had proceeded so far, he would proceed further and leave his card. No sooner determined than concluded: In a reckless moment he pulled the bell; the dame did not need to make such a "cussed" noise. The door was opened as if by magic, and the servant girl politely asked him in. Miss Emily was alone in the parlor, and would be delighted to see him. O Lord! Here was a fix! Glimmering a dark parlor with a pretty girl alone! It was too late to retreat; the girl had closed the front door and was pointing to the parlor where "Miss Emily" was sitting alone. "Being perfectly convinced that no choice was left him, into the dark room he walked, or rather "All was perfectly chaos to his eyes for a moment, but only for a moment; then, from the deepest gloom came forth an angel voice. "To obey the order was but the work of a moment, he supposed, but he little dreamed of the obstacle which fettered him. He knew full well the results of love had many ripples, but full grown snags entered not into his calculation. Judge then of his astonishment on being tripped up almost at the fair ones feet by a fat stool with plethoric legs, which chance or a careless servant had placed on his road to happiness. Over he went and as the tailor had not allowed for an extra tension of muscles and sinews, he not only procured a turnble, but also a "compound fracture" of the black pants aforesaid: said fracture extending all across that point which comes in closest contact with the chair. Having picked himself up as carefully as circumstances would allow, the smothered laugh of Miss Emily, "not sitting him forward any," but at last succeeded in reaching a chair, and drawing his coat tail forward to prevent a disagreeable exposure, sat down with as much grace as a bear would be expected to exhibit when requested to dance on needles. The young lady was almost suffocated with laughter at the misfortune of the bashful lover, felt truly sorry for him, and used all her powers of fascination to drive it from his mind, and eventually succeeded so far as to induce him to make a remark. On this rock he split, for just at that moment she discovered that he had lost her hankerchief. What had become of it. She was sure she had it when she came in! It must certainly be somewhere about. "Haven't got it under you, Mr. Dump?" Jack was sure that would not be possible, but poor Jack, in venturing an answer, could not possibly get along without raising his hands, and of course he must drop his coat tail. But in his anxiety to recover the missing viper, he even ventured to inolude his body so as to get a glance on the floor. The fracture opened, and behold there lay as the lady supposed, her property. It was the work of a moment to seize the corner and exclaim— "Here it is, sir; I needn't trouble yourself. Rise a little here under you?" at the same time giving it a long pull. "Alas, the tail" was told—no escape nothing short of special interposition of Providence could save his shirt. But what could he do? Another, and another, a strong pull, evincing on the part of the lady a praiseworthy determination to obtain the "lost dry goods," coupled with the request— "Get up, sir, you're sitting on it, determined him; and, in the agony of the moment, I grabbing with both hands a fast disappearing strip of linen which encircled his neck, he exclaimed in heart-broken accents "for God's sake, Miss Emily, leave my shirt collar!" As he did so, a large quantity of articles that have arrived, or are promised from England, for exhibition at the World's Fair. About eighty packages, which arrived by the Hudson River, Ocean Queen, and Sir Robert Perl, from London, are ware housed in the United States government boulevard store.—They contain sundry goods that are in the London exhibition, including The World's Fair. The N. Y. Evening Post gives the following statuary, pro celain, paintings on procelain, candelabra, musical instruments, easts, &c. From the Danish department, statuary, pro-celain, pro-celain, casts, etc. The celebrated colossal statue of the "Amazon," by Professor Rise, of Berlin, has arrived in The Turkish Ambassador has this city. Written to the agent, Mr. C. Kuschek, of London, that the Sultan views this enterprise with much approbation, and will send a government steamer, with the contributions of Ottoman industry, direct to this port. The colossal statue of Washington, by Baron Marochetti, (who took a council medal for "Richard Cœur de Lion,") is completed, and represented to be a most magnificent work of art. The French Government have promised to exhibit a collection of Gobelin Tapestry and Sevres Porcelain, even more complete than that shown in London. The Town are eclipsed in all points. To the cramp and that used to butter in weight, a farmer, who recently had his butter seined by the fork of the market for short weight, gave, as a reason, that the cow from which the butter was made weighed. Council of Liverpool have promised to send the toddle of that town, as exhibited at London. Monti will send one of his celebrated veiled figures. The London Art Union promises an interesting collection of statues, etc. The London family have promised to send samples of their manufactures in mala-chute, which are said to be unequalled in their way. This is quick work, and shows that transit is rapid. For folks are bent upon making a display. It is a noble emulation, and we trust they will do their best. I trust to it that they will sell Chickens to the Legislature. While the Legislature of Missouri was in session, a few years ago, a green fellow from the country came to Jefferson to sell some chickens. He had about two dozen, all of which he had tied by the legs to a string, and this being divided equally, and thrown across his horse or his shoulder, formed his mode of conveyance, leaving the fowls with their heads hanging down, with little else of them visible except their naked legs, and a promiscuous pile of crut stretched wings and ruffled feathers. After several ineffectual efforts to dispose of his load; a wag to whom he had made an offer of sale, told him that he did not want chickens himself, but perhaps he could sell them at a large stone house over there (the Capitol,) that there was a man over there buying for the St. Louis market, and no doubt he could find a ready sale. The delighted countryman started, when his informant stopped him. "Look here," says he, "when you get over there, go up stairs, and then turn to the left." The man who stops in that large room. You will find him sitting up at the other end of the room, and is now engaged with a number of fellows buying chickens. If a man at the door should stop you, don't mind him. He has got chickens himself for sale, and tries to prevent other people from selling their's. Don't mind him, but go right ahead." Following the directions, our friend soon found himself at the door of the Hall of Representatives. To open it and enter was the work of a moment. Taking from his shoulder the string of chickens, and giving them a shake, so freshen them, he commenced his journey towards the speaker's chair, the fowls in the meantime, expressing, from the half-formed crate to the hash quark, their bodily presence, and their sense of bodily pain. "I say sir!" Half down the aisle, when he was seized by Major Sackson, the doorkeeper, who happened to be returning from the Clerk's desk. "What the devil are you doing here with these chickens; get out, sir, get out," whispered the doorkeeper. No you don't, though, you don't come that game over me. You've got chickens yourself for sale, and let me sell mine. I say, sir, (in a louder tone to the speaker,) are you buying chickens here today? I've got some prime ones here." And he held up his string and shook the fowls until their music made the walls echo. "Let me go sir, (to the doorkeeper) let me go, I say. Fine large chickens, (to the speaker, only six bits a dozen." "Where's the Sergeant at arms," roared the Speaker—"take that man out," "Now don't will you, I ain't hard to trade with. You let me go, (to the doorkeeper,) you've sold your chickens, now let me have a chance. I say, sir, (to the Speaker in a louder voice) are you buying chickens to " at him again, right," whispered some one of the opposition members who could command gravity enough to speak. I say, sir, (in a louder tone to the Speaker) — "Oh, your pictures, let me go—fair play—two to one ain't fair (to the Speaker and Sergeant-at-arms,) let me go! I say sir; you up there, (to the Speaker) you can have 'em for six bits! won't take a cent less. Take 'em home and eat 'em myself before I'll take that your hides, don't shove so hard, will you? I hurt them chickens, and they have had a travel of it today, anyhow. I say, you sir, up there." Here the voice was lost by the closing of the door. An adjournment was moved, and carried, and the members, almost frantic with mirth, rushed out to find our friend in high altercation with the doorkeeper about the meanness of selling his own chickens and letting nobody else sell theirs, adding that if he could just see the man up there by himself, he'd be bound they could make a trade, and that no man could afford to raise chickens for less than six bits. The members bought his fowls by a pony purse, and our friend left the Capital, saying, as he went down the stairs: "Well, this is the darndest roughest place for selling chickens that I ever come across, sure." Here I advanced about, that's a great deal of money stuck on the Presidential election, and that in all the betting, the Pierce men are required to give the odds. One person having asked another if he believed in the appearance of spirits, "No," said the reply, "but I believe in their disappearance, for I have missed a bottle of gin." From the North Mississippi Union. A Sugar-Coated Pill. We find here, like a snake in the grass, among a diarrhea of words, and high sounding professions, the following, in the Whig compromise Resolutions: "Will insist on the enforcement till time and experience shall demonstrate the necessity of further legislation, to guard against the evasion of power on one hand and abuse of it on the other." For the sake of argument, suppose we admit that it sustains the Compromise, yet there is no "finality" in the concern. The California, Texas, District of Columbia, and Territorial questions, can never be resurrected. They are as dead as door-nails, settled beyond dispute. The only one of the Compromise acts that "time and experience shall demonstrate the necessity of further legislation" on, with the North, is the Fugitive Slave law. Arrant humbug about the evasion and abuse of power. There can be no evasion, for the law was drawn up by an ultra Southern man, with an eye single to its faithful execution. It has stood the severest tests. The North may, as they have done, nullify it, but they cannot evade it, when they do that, it becomes necessary for the Government to see that it is executed, not abolished, remedy the matter. There can be no abuse of the law, for it is executed among its most violent opponents, and it would be but a poor compliment to them to say that they would countenance an abuse of power under their noses, when they pretend to look upon simple justice with horror. Why was it introduced in the resolution? Why? Does it mean anything, or does it mean nothing? If nothing, why insert it? If something—what? We answer that it means something more than the South will like to admit. It means just what it allows to any candid man on its face, it is a loophole for anti-slavery men to slip into the support of it for availability, at the same time giving up none of their cherished principles. Why, we ask, did not the resolution say in clear and unmistakable language, not salt and sugar, positive and negative, like the following from the Democratic platform: "That the Democratic party of the Union will abide by and adhere to a faithful execution of the acts known as the Compromise measures, settled by the last Congress, the act for reclaiming fugitives from service or labor, included; which act, being designed to carry out an express provision of the Constitution, cannot with fidelity thereto be repealed or changed as to destroy or impair its efficiency. Instead of we will abide by them, till time and experience demonstrate the necessity of further legislation." It is a too-feeed concern, a double-header be read and preached upon to suit circumstances. Let us hear the different versions: Sewardite — "Great nomination—great— Scott—hero of a dozen wars—with us in the annexation of Canada—gradual emancipation —have got all we want—will get the reins of government into our own hands, the power and then—well there is no use talking about the matter when you have no power to execute it — means first, and then the ends. The South was getting ultra on the compromise question—we could not do anything without them, so fixed up a platform to suit them— smartly done too—love the Union, dangerous the peace and prosperity of the country to renew slavery agitation—supports the Compromise time and experience shall promise demonstrate the necessity of further legislation "wonder if that time will not come as quick as we get the power. Great folks down South—kick up a great fuss blister one year past them on the shoulder, say you are good fellows—give them something to come in on, and you have 'em fixed the next —all right again. Great platform, ours is certain. Southern Scottian.—"Great Compromise resolution—takes the Compromise— ceases the agitation of the slavery question. had taken the position that I would not vote for Scott, the emancipationist, anyway, but he nominated—the party has taken the Compromise platform—he has endorsed it—all right now—hurrah for Scott, Graham and Whig victory. Scott's, Southern man, Graham is one, the party has taken the Compromise, what more could we ask—nothing." Uni. Whig, will you swallow Bert, "surrounded over with Graham" and "Compromise" resolution?" Hon. Charles Sweitzer, a faithful Democratic member of Congress from Ohio, in an enthusiastic political letter expressing "the hope that the democracy of Ohio will not be able to elect a re-election to the presidency and extending the term to six years; a reduction of the veto power of the president, and a change in our naturalization laws. Remember, that on Nov. 10th 1841, he wrote to G. W. Reed of Pa., that "I now hesitate between extending the period of residence before naturalization, and a fatal repeal of all acts of congress on the subject; and mind inclines to the latter: and in his late letter of acceptance that, he is ready to recommend or approve a single alteration in our naturalization laws, suggested by his military experience, viz: giving all foreign the light of citizenship who shall faithfully serve, in time of war, one year on the subject of our citizens or in our land forces regular or volunteer, on their receiving an honorable discharge from the service." Remember, above all that he is then a candidate of Seward and Fred Doud, the "higher law" party for the proposed nomination. Remember, he says in his Canadian annexation letter, that "though opposed to incorporated with us any districts densely populated with the Mexican Race, I should be most happy to fraternize with our northern and northeastern neighbors." Remember, that his nomination has been repudiated by nine distinguished congressmen of the whig party from the Southern States. Remember, that in his letter of acceptance of the nomination he does not give his approval. Things to be Remembered. Remember, that the compromise resolution in the whig platform contains the momentous words "further legislation." Remember, that the whigs are in favor of a long and bitter tariff. Remember, that they are in favor of a long and bitter tariff. Construction of the Constitution. Remember, that Fillmore says "Go for Webster and sore the Whig party." Remember, that the South in the whig convention voted to the last for Fillmore, and the North for Scott. Remember, that Scott is in favor of the odious bankrupt law. Remember, he says in his letter to T. P. Atkinson of Va., "I am persuaded, that it is a high moral obligation of masters and slaveholding states, to employ all means, not incompatible with the safety of both colors, to meliorate slavery even to extermination. Remember, that this is a "conviction entertained from his school boy days to Feb. 9th 1843—from earliest youth to his 55th year. Remember, that he is not satisfied with his country's constitution, under which we have lived so long and prospered so greatly, but is in favor of an amendment to it declaring my proviso of the platform. Remember, that he and Seward understand each other perfectly. Letter from ex-President Tyler resuming to the nomination of General Pierce—Tribute of a New Hampshire Whig Paper. —Some of the bold Whig seem disposed to make light of the nomination of General Pierce. We have however, we decided evidence of both Whig and Democratic character, that General Pierce was looked to as a "strong candidate, and well calculated, from his position and through old Jackson Republican principles, to unite the whole democratic party, and lead to a noble and satisfactory and decisive triumph of our glorious cause. Last month, the Manchester (N.Y.) Whig used the following language in reference to Gen. Pierce. It is important as showing the high estimate of Gen. Pierce's merits by a neighbor and political opponent, who is supposed to be acquainted with the subject on which he writes. This involuntary tribute of a Whig paper to Gen. Pierce in aid of his nomination, laughs to scorn all who have now arrived at that stage that this gentleman may fairly be reckoned as likely to be a candidate for the presidency. We should consider it a misfortune to the Whig of this state were his nomination to take place, but after all, not an improbable calamity were he to be elected. "He was with him of the ablest men in the democratic party. Some months ago at Washington we heard an eminent Whig member of Congress remark that he thought there was a Very strong probability that Gen. Pierce would be a man upon whom the democratic party would at last settle. There are few men who in their general demeanor and intercourse at the sneers of the whig press, the democratic whose selection has cemented the nominee, democratic party, and at the same time carried terror into the ranks of whiggery: "Gen. Pierce for President." Matters to a stronger personal influence than he. Does Grocery chew? This question is somewhat important to the Whigs who can't sit upon the platform which he puts upon the platform. — Hartford Times, High tribute to Gen. Pierce. The most absurd position of the Whigs is the pretext of General Pierce's "obscurity." We thought that they had been made sick of such a game in the campaign of 1844, and the triumph of the "unknown," "obscur," "Puck river Colonel." We produce below strong evidence, that General Pierce has been long and favorably known by the best men in the country—President Polk employed the following language, in a letter to Gen. Pillow. "Your two Brigadier Generals, Pierce and Cadwallader, who will be under your immediate command, are noble men. General Pierce is not the first man in New England. He is a man of fine talents. He was with me in the House of Representatives for several years, and was afterwards in the Senate. Gen. Cadwallader is a gentleman of high character and of decided military reputation. You may well be proud of two such officers under your command." An American writes to the Boston Post from London. Among our own countrymen, while there has been expressed nothing but universal regret that Gen. Butler rather than Mr. Webster should have been the nominee of the Whig party, the nomination of Mr. Pierce. In a conversation with the American Minister the day after the intelligence arrived, I was pleased to hear him express opinions of the capacity, integrity, and manliness of Mr. Pierce as a true statesman, corresponding to those which his warmest political friends at home entertain. At a large public meeting in Greenville, S. General Waddy Thompson, a distinguished member of the Whig party, and a warm supporter of Mr. Fillmore's administration, announced Gen. Scott, in consequence of his affiliation with the Southern party of Abolitionists, and came out cordially for the support of Pierce and King. The official proceedings contain the following notice of Gen. Thompson's speech: "Gen. Waddy Thompson, said that being a member of the Whig party, it was perhaps my opinion that he should address the meeting, but that he could not forbear paying a tribute to the worth of Gen. Pierce's private and public character, and his faithful name to the rights of the South and the whole of the country. He said that he admired General Scott above most men he had known, spoke of their intimate acquaintance, the purity of his life, and his high, vital, and moral virtues, but that did he fear he (Scott) had been seduced within the influence of Northern men who were hostile to the South in interests and institutions, and he could not subscribe to the internal improvement and Tariff features of the Whig platform." The Difference.—Gen. Scott. A SOLDIER-AT-LAW, educated in the Camp, accustomed to command, permitting communication with common people only at a respectful distance, whose word is law, whose authority is supreme, and it In person, man. elated wifh tbe adulation of his fellows, vain „„ k „ d lU1 , ,„d mllit.r, ambitions of renown, "his gise bewildered in in Mr. Seward s breeches pocket," his part poliurel opinions covering the enure brood of cxplodral Whig belies, identify mg him with tba founder» of tbe iutolerent Native Anjeri looking at the White House," but without a single qualification that fits him for that resi dence, bis political opinions at the time of his nomination in tbe keeping of the committee, " a padlock upon bis lipe, Rod bis principles can {action, and tira advocates of the exten sion of period of Naturalization to 21 year*. ^ ... GEN. PIERCE. A Citizen-Soldier, promoted from the ranks, who follows war not as a trade but whenever his country calls him from the more congenial pursuits of civil life, whose sword is not as long as the Commander-in-chief, but whose steel is just as true, who does not seek office but whom office seeks, who has declined. He has always been a man of his age, and has been in every way that he has occupied in the fidelity of the Patriot, and the ability of the Statesman, a plain, unassuming, republican citizen, who, as he was promoted from the ranks of the private soldier to a general officer in the United States, is now about to be promoted from the ranks of the private soldier to a general officer in the United States. I believe never can be defaced, and I believe never can be defaced, and I look forward to November next to show the banner of Tammany, waving over the wigwam with cheers. Ring and Victory inscribed on it, with the same confidences as to the coming of the United States. The day, which they did to cast their votes, he said, was the day when they voted for Gen. A Whig Editor's Mr. Editor, he took his seat in Congress as a Representative from the State of Rhode Island; and was working in that capacity for several years; after which he retired to the Senate. War he served as a Brigadier General, re-going his commission at the close of the war, and again returning to private life. His experience has, therefore, been practical to an extent to quell him to administer the affairs of the government, should the people call him to that trust, respectfully, and in a national spirit. Portland, Maine Argus, in its usual statement of the Whigs that a great trouble about Taylor's nomination as Scott's, says: "Taylor had all the Whigs of the South, Scott has hardly enough of them to make a corporal's guard." Taylor professed to be a no party man, and so took a good many easy-minded Democrats, Scott is a Whig, and cannot therefore go beyond a strict party vote. Taylor was in the hands of men in whom both North and South, of the Whig party. Had confidence: Scott is under the control of Seward and Groely, and others of the milk and molasses have, in whom nobody has the slightest faith. "Taylor had the advantage of a wide spread conviction in the Democratic rackels at the North? Scott has to meet the loss ranks reunited. S. Taylor was all things to all men. Scott is nothing to nobody." In short, Taylor whipped by the force of union and humbug. Scott will be whipped by force of union in spite of humbug." Pierce. The Rev. Mr. Dennison has written a letter to the Boston National position, for Webster. Mr. Dennison, in the course of his letter, paid the following merited compliment to Gen. Pierce: "Determined to see and judge for myself, I took a kind and inveterate opinion of him defining his position. He repudiates Scott and goes out of introduction from you, company with your agreeable assistant editor, waited on Hon. Franklin Pierce. We met a favorable reception, and found him in all respects equal to our expectations. Gen. Pierce reminds me more of a true Virginia gentleman, the self-collected, polished, well-informed, and patriotic American soldier of the Old Dominion, in New England, of the most violent personal abuse. He has been publicly endorsed by Mr. Webster as well qualified for the presidency." In the warm-hearted, general man I have ever met. He has stood well the tort. His Evidence for Gen. Pierce.—Of Mr. Pierce, says the National Intelligencer, our readers have probably heard more than most people, owing to his service in several public stations, but yet less than of any other of the gentlemen who were honored by votes in the Democratic Convention. In the year, Scott and Taylor Contrasted.—The meeting to the fact that there was a great Webster meeting in Boston, a short time since, a distinguished Whig (Mr. Hayden, postmaster and late editor of the Boston Atlas) said: He had the honor of a personal acquaintance with Frank Pierce, and he knew him as good-hearted, noble fellow. Whoever thought he had not the minister the government or whose people were to despise the or thought it could be easily besten, would find himself mightily mistaken. Gen. Pierce had many advantages over those who had been rejected as a candidate, and he would either be elected President of the United States, or be beaten by Mr. Webster. From Washington — Washington, August 11th — It is reported that Mr. Webster will resign immediately. — Hon. Joseph K. Ingalls has been nominated Minister to the Court of St. James. The negro girl murder of the Winston family at Richmond, was tried on Monday, found guilty and sentenced to be hanged on the 11th of September. In fifty-one counties in North Carolina, the whigs have a net gain of seven Commissioners, and Reid has a gain of five hundred and forty-three. Harmonious — The Whig party is in a bad condition. Northern Whigs take the candidate, but spit upon the platform. The York Journal of Commerce, which is leaned towards Scott since his impulsive now admits that "Pierre will probably be elected." It says that the great mistake he should have made of the Whigs made Scott to an office. 