BY THE SOUTHERN MAIL.

Washingten.
Correspondence Of the Herald.]


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Washingtsn.


Correspondence Of the Herald]


WASHINGTON, Nov. 10Th, l84l.
Specsiatiews-F W. Thosnas-Ihs Ol IL HrrieoS~,


The Coon Cabin, &c &c.
GIN. ]. G. BENNETT


There Is nothing here to live on but speculation,
for the present. The new administrations
component merits OF the Cabnet-the sins" that
are to be turned out, and the outs" that are to be
turned in, make up the hotel conversations Of
Washington just now. The undercunent Of social
slang and claptrap, though interesting to class, il
beyond our comprehension and taste. In the pri-
vate affairs of no man do we desire TO dabble, nor
do we feel the smallest curiosity to be informed
thereof.


IF w Thomas desires to be informed whether
we can write better poetry than the Beechen Tree,
we give him the following original specimen In re-
ply


or an old kentucky Harrcoon who had a 6ns estate,
And who kept his niggers fat and sleek" and round
And any coon can tell his name. his luck and futurs


fate


That thrice defeated candidate all of the ods. time
The coons held their last meeting for good at the
Clay Club House last night. They had q blaze
outside like camp FIRE, and lights inside, which
made the shanty as brilliant as tobacco-house
when the fires are lii OF rainy evening. They
banged way with aslittlc swvei, ,haIthour guns Of
iamrnration and distress and within the shaRty
there party ot sorrowful men which would
have made Job ashamed of himself, even while
scraplng his bones with oyster shell Tor truly
may these coons exclaim, " Our suAerngs . in
tolersble."


Judge Tappan, one Of the U. 3. Senators from
Ohio, arrived in town last night. The Judge looks
quite pert and lively. Boz.