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DOlNGs AT THE CLAY CIT,

 DEAR DocToR,-Accident and sa ! ton of a polite whig, took me ,o as a Club on Tuesday evening last IT,. tivity and maneuvring, for some dsra @ the strikers of this concner, indic.,s than ordinary interest regarding @ tba In accordance with the notices wbish every corner, at. the appointed bon my way to the courthouse, where l, part of the Club assembled, and in a. fusion as to the place of meetino ss portion, it seemed, had determined the City Hall, which room, it was T s,.1 cided, wss most desirable, in conss' a either of its more accomodatinu d;s and location, or its convenient nrov two or three groceries. It was set the bills, that this gathering of tbs \ should be illuminated, upon the nr;a.a @ wbiggery by the brilliancy of iba, hal light ReU. 4. v. .Arrington ; and. m as' of course, great excitement and zsi anticipated. The light thus proposed shed upon the Club, mag have eneom it with perfect halo. l, however, Y sensible of it; and the enthusiasm ins' and expected, l feel very free to say dead failure. Half an hour of laboroa course was thrown away by the suesta fore he was ''damn'd with faint amI. and all his pretty sentences and baI specimens of rhetoric were insuGs;sI provoke any thing like the usual stam0s, clapping of coon meeting. His l,,| irony and strongest arguments failedts the stolid crowd to animation; andsd,] dullness evinced their disappointmenl sj orator.

 Thus far every thing was cold anil pressibly flat; when Mir. A. ceased. ad place for the ''great gun" from the SmI|

 DR. WALKER, like his predecessn most other quandam preachers, had an. dance of words at command. Anecdaa| slang phrases were introduced withhK good taste. The first, if not witty,.s for something to applaud; and the a lo,o, were at times Imaginable The } was very evident: the Doctor obtainedrI of applause, and at length was stimuls ! draw from his pocket paper, from i, he ssgave out and sung, to the tune d 1 Dan Tucker,o something like the foa song.

 It may be proper to say that not an accurate ear for this sort of me1 } may have been mistaken in the tune; fact may be ascertained by reference ''sanctifed membern of the Clay Clab | generally raises the sshard cider melOll ! Part of ''Dr. Walter's song" (from mem

 Iune-s'Ole Dan Taesa1 To the eastern States I'm on my way, A grey headed missionary for Mir. Clay; And on the road, as % along, I'll ssstir up the monkeys" with this old soa:.

 Git out the way, I'm great old talker, used to preach and my name is IVaka Yes, used to preach, and used to pray, And give out hymns till the break Of day; But too much cider, and love for the coon, Drove it all from my head, but this same gs So git out the way. if you want teachr Clear the traek-here comes the old preass The chap who spoke to you first is ''some,' He once talked too for the ''kingdom come But he broke doaen ct Hat, and very soon He got cat-amorposed to first rate coon; Then git out the way, if you want gooit

 Just make little room for the tlco old Pnl Now farewell boys, Pm going for to leave But not very long-don't let that grieve yail I expect to meet in old Baltimore A mighty lot of whigs all gone before; Then git out the way, here comes old Ea| He used to preach-he's great old talka

 SAMIl Little Rock, 5th April, is44.