VAN BURES, ARK, January 20, 1844.
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VAN BUREN, ARK, Jdaudry 20, 1S44

 To the Editor of te .4rfaasas Bonner:

 DEAR SIR-Y ou should be here now to mark the hard-cder eilervescence of the Craw- ford whig delegation, who have within the past ten minutes landed. The 'sArkansas Mal'' hove in sight, and was at first supposed to be the "James Pitcher;;n but dimly heard and scarcely percephble buzz, strongly re- minding one of the Bacchanalian school of politics, came slowly stealing up the river; then gun or so, another, and yet another, pealed away most lustily, seeming to below, 'smake-ready there, ye whigs, and cheer the delegates" while the dark smoke curled above the heated pipes, telling us in unmistaka5le language that there was achig delegation on board, and that orgies, originating in lS40, were in full blast. By degrees the words of the buzz grew distinct; the waving of hats was plainly descried; anon burst of song whose burden was sswhoora for Clay," broke upon us, as the boat approached the shore. The whole towns population was gathered upon the bank to witness this extraordinary collection of political minstrels; vet every one was still-not hat fell-not fold waved from any kerchief-no response was given to the reiteraiion of sswhoora for Clay P, No; but some talked about the boats blow Ing up; others about the brains of the dele gation being nigh the transcendental confines of nonsense; others swore two-thirds of the snyers were ''half seas oycf.n Many s,aunch