POLITICAL DIALOGUE.
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Democrat. Is Mr.. Clay whig or demo
crat2


Wing. Why, he is a democrat.


Democrat Why do you say 500 had al
ways thought him Federalist He supports all
the Federal measures


Wing. No matter for that The Register
says he is a democrat, and that the democrats are
Eocofocos, and that is enough for me.


Democrat I suppose it is. But what demo
cratic deed did the Register ever do2 Did he
show his democracy by supporting John Quincy
Adams But who is to welcome and entertain
Mr. Clay2


Wing That is none of your business We
ask no aid "from rabid locofocos or renegade
whigs." But as you are personal friend will
tell you. Gov. Morehead is to make the speech to
him; Mr.. Hines is to play the chairman of the
people laugh; Mr.. Devereux is to represent Hall
fax on the occasion, while Charly Webb carries
his hat and Mr.. Badger is to regafe the orator
of Ashland with fresh cigars and good wine.


Democrat. Are all these men good democrats? :?
When did Mr.. Devereux drop his mantle of fede-
ralism2 And how long has it been since Mr..
Badger atoned for opposing the last ware But
Messrs. Badger and Morehead have deeper sins
than these TO answer for to Mr.. Clay. Did they
not denounce the same Mr.. Clay in 1928, and
charge him with having misrepresented his con-
stituents and defeated Gen Jackson, e" IN the er-
peetGtion Of being made Secretary Of State"?


Wing. You always on extremes. Gene
rally, you talk like a man of sense; but when
you get on politics you make yourself ridiculous.


Democrat. Ahl see where the shoe pinches
You mean have an odd way,of telling truths
that make other look not only. ridiculous, bui
smell of CORRUPTION. Well, wish Mr.. Clay a
pleasant visit l hope no person will insult the
old gentleman. On the contrary, may he wag
his tongue to his hearts content; may the militia
general be here with his coon-skin cap may the
Short Farmer survive the occasion and may the
same results that followed in the train of the great
e}eclioneerer in Louisiana be speedily seen here


The Whig sloped, muttering to himself


''Rockaby cooney on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock.''