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to his use the word. Me are among the members of a party opposed to Col. se- yier-but we arc of no IQction--nor is this party headed by any particular man. It exiisis for the Pqfpese of serving no one in diyidiiai. It exits and IS supported by senseof the justice of the cause. It de- sifes to rr.stafe to the people the authority which is abused by their public servants ahd 1t desires to do this by showing them in what manner 1t is abused. It has no pa- tronage to bestow-no offices to confer on sycophants--no drilled mereenaries to sup port it. Nor is this paper the organ of any party. We speak our own language, and utter our own thoughts; and no man dictates to us what we shall say and do. We receive no patronage from the party, other than the subscriptions and advertising of our friends. Us receive no favors by indirect and im- proper means. So much for this thread- bare charge. We shall hardly be induced to notice 1t again-and we advise the Ga zette to search out something in the place of 1t, which may at least possess the merit of novelty. Should he not succeed in the search, pity for the forlorn condition in which the deprivation of his scanty armor would place him, will induce us to leave him in the quiet possession of this rusty weapon, which he handles so complacently.

 1 When the Gazette lmagained itself to have the decided superiority, little abuse never came amiss to its editor. Now, he feels himself sinking, and has assumed the dis guise of dignity and calmness. We, for sooth, are now the aggressors, and he IS the meek and quiet lamb--the wronged and vilifed editor. All this will not do. It Is no go. The Gazette dignifed and de- cent paper!-it take high tone! Pshaw! Many things may the people be made to believe, but you can't choalz this down their throats. The people "eannot fail to have noticed with pleasure the evident moderate tone of both' papers, of late. Aha you confess your former sins, do you? But tell us-has the private character of no person been assaied through your columns, within a few months-and the right of defence there denied Ne warned the Gazette against throwing itself back on its dignity.

 But, notwithstanding, it has outdone it. It feels great deal of fmagnanimous contempt!

 Let us tell you an aneedote. 4 person was 1 relating his,adyentures at ball. Said he; "I was standing there, when q man came

 up, and says he, were you invited here?'-

 and told him .no'--and says he you are , not wanted here'-tm didn't think anu tting' of t. And directly another came up and says he, 'was you invited here'-and says sno'-and says he your room will

 be liked better than your company'-bat didn't fake tue hiat. And directly up came d another, and says he. twas you invited lllere!'- hadn't time fairly to say mo-. : before he took me by the neck, and kicked me down stairs--and then began to takt the hini.o Ibid you revenge yourself or him !" inquired the listener. "No,e was the U answer, "when men treat me that way, ' always feel a magaaainosss contempt" The

 

 heroic editor can apply the anecdote. a : Not long since he was boasting that Mr. Crittenden was politically dead. Has his political ghost arisen 10 trouble the Gazette . He deprecates and quakes at the very idea of a "storm." Men secure of victory arc : not generally so fearful. He seems quite sensitive to ridicule--and appears with diff fculty to have screwed his courage to the sticking point, in order to answer us. Rid ieule had no such terrors for him some time . since. When he commenced the war, dig- , nlty and mildness would have been the ge- nerosity of the Lion--now, it is the crouch : ing of the scared wolf He dislikes per-

 sonalities, good man He never indulges : in them, not he--and he lays his hand pa- thetically on his heart, and says that he never did. Bear in mind, reader, that it is , the ,4rkansas Gaseae, that now assumes this air injured dignity and conscious in- nocence. Here is the real Simon Pure for you! Pity that Ovid could not live again | to u,r,,a ano.bar ob,,,to,. c .