The scene at the Telegraph.
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1t would require more skilful Iimners


than we TO portray with the viyidncss


OF truth the scene exhibited by the


crowd Of expeciantDemocrats yesterday


at the north door ofthe Capitol, as the


priest of the mute oracle within, an


nouncing its revelations, silently inscri-


bed the names of the states which had
successively voted for Mr. Polk; and


when at length, the wonder working
Telegraph proclaimed the final nomin.
alton, 1t was heard by all the faithful
with speechess amazcment. That all
the chiefs-the old leaders of the party
who had been SO long coquetting for the
honor, and who had been talked Of and
voted for-Cass, Johnson, Buchanan,
Calhoun-that even Mr. Van Buren, him
self, whom the general democratic"
voice had emphaticalIy named as the
candidate of the party, and who had ac-
tually received large majority Of the
votes Of the convention-that all these
should be thrown aside, overslaughed,
for one of the subalterns ofthe party
one not before spoken ofor thought Of
was aresult hardly credible But so it
was, and although the party through
out the country will learn the decision
with us much surprise as 1--WE dare say
he fortunate gentleman himself will,
still we suppose they will be obliged TO
swallow it with what grace they can
Nat Intel.