COMMUNICATIONS.

EX-REYEREND DR. WALKER AT THE

 CLAY CLUB,
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The following characteristic specimen of Clay Coon n-eloquence, has been furnished by eye and ear witness Itwas .done up before the Little Rock Clay Club, by the Esvinerable looking ould gintle- man. whose name stands above; and from the cir cumstance of its being received with 'thunders of applause, it must have been rather better than they were ''used to-" Comment we have none to make upon it. Its obvious excellence is embodied in it's own noble sentiments, potent logic, classical allusons, and elegant phraseology word in eulogy would be to ''gd refined gold" A syllable in disparagement would subject us-if not to the charge of mption-perhaps, to the anathemas due to sacriIege, from the ex-reverend author So we are "mum," and allow him to speak for hlmself and ''siag his own praises.

 MR. EDIToR.-On seeing light at the City Hall, few evenings since, curiosity in- duced me to call, for the purpose of ascer- taining the occasion. Upon reaching the steps, heard loud voices, united in calling out a speaker, which died away just as l en- tered the door. The first object that met my view was venerable looking man, in the stand who seemed to be waiting for a restor- alton of silence, before he commenced Clay club speech, of which the following is yer batim report, to the best of my recollection If you think its publication calculated to do any good, either to Wings or Democrats, you will oblige me by giving it place in your columns.

 .'Fellow Citizens, am plain man, am no speaker, and live away out wonder, near ly the otherside, of where the sun goes down. We are wild people out there, and hear but little news of the day !; 1t is true we now and then see straggler, who tells us something about civilized life. l have just started out to see how the world wags on, don't presume to attempt to enlighten the intelligent citizens of Little Rock, all of them are smarter than me. am on my way to the East, some lit- tie business to do there, going to Baltimore l shall tell the folks there that am all the way from Arkansas, that there is heap of folks there like me, not quite so gray all of them, not very knowing folks, but mighty good plain folks, always willing to do the clean thing, when they find it out It is true they turn out things a little rough, but still not so mighty bad after all. am a real out and out whig, believe in Washington, Jefier- son, and Jackson, but am willing to turn, if any man will prove to me that am wrong Who ask made these mean rotten Banks, one they call Slate Bank, the other Real Estate Bank Better call it Real mistake Bank think. Yes ask who made them? did not the Democrats have as much to do with It as the Whigs' While they were fixing them up here they come nocking, round me ''Dr. ant you going to join in with us, in these here money fixings p Says ], am afraid, it will be hard work to get out again. You are an old fool, said they You can make fortune, in no time. We'll in popped plump up to my shoulders the first-step, and there am now, stuck fast Now know am fool the fact of being gulled into them ruinous banks proves 1t. am sorry l was so blind How to get out don't know. If am lucky this time, they can't get me to put my hand Tn their mistake banks again l will promise them that. Can't fool Indian twice Burnt child dreads the fire. Real bank rags, too mean for shin plas.ers. Filthy disgusting stuff. l am sick and tired of the stinking pie, and long once more to get my fingers out of il, but never hope to clean them from the pollations received in handling its sick ening contents. Now that these crippled rag traps are faiily mashed up, what shall we do for currency? Gold and silver out of the