with a ribbon. On the nomination of Madison,
a barber burst out: "The country is doomed;
what presidents we might have, sir! Just look
at Dagget, of Connecticut, or Stockton, of New
Jersey! What queues they have got, sir! --
as big as your wrist and powdered every day,
sir, like the real gentlemen they are. Such
men, sir, would confer dignity upon the chief
magistracy; but this little Jim Madison, with
a queue no bigger than a pipe-stem! Sir, it is
enough to make a man forswear his country."
As the inauguration ball would necessitate an
unusual amount of hair-dressing, however, even
the barbers were in good humor on this day,
and added their plaudits to those of the crowds
who thronged the streets of the capital.

The festivities of celebration everywhere
marked the public joy. Salutes of cannon from
Fort Warburton and the Navy Yard ushered in
the dawn. Troops of militia gathered early at
Georgetown and Alexandria, and marched to
Washington to escort Mr. Madison to the Capi-
tol. Ten thousand people gathered along the
way to see the procession, which everywhere
was greeted with great hurrahing and throwing
up of hats and waving of handkerchiefs.

Arrived at the Capitol, Madison descended
from his carriage and entered the Hall of
Representatives, where, until the inaugura-

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