that account to be settled by those who were directly con- cerned. Many of them, too, formerly the advocates of a free commercial system, were now inclined, by political affinities, to take part with the manufacturers, whose schemes in their own behalf were seriously menaced by the logic and ridicule of the " Evening Post." But, now that it assailed the bank, it was making a thrust at their own vitals. They believed, as sincerely as they believed their Bibles or their ledgers, that without that regulator, a safe, sound, uniform paper currency was impossible. No domestic exchanges, save at enormous trouble and cost, could be effected without it; no easy collec- tion and transfer of the public revenues made. In a word, nothing but confusion, disturbance, panic, and loss in the whole vast field of commerce and industry if it should be de- stroyed. Thinking thus, they could not maintain, by their ad- vertisements and subscriptions, a journal that was blowing its trumpet at the very head of the hostile forces. Accordingly, they withdrew in large numbers, which, however, had the effect only of inflaming its zeal and fixing its determination. * Out of this fiery furnace Mr. Bryant was glad to escape, in the summer of 1833, by making a visit with his wife to Can- ada. Just before his departure he was invited by a committee of prominent citizens— Dr. Hosack, James G. King, Vice‐ Chancellor McCoun, and others—to prepare an address on the occasion of a benefit to be given to William Dunlap, the historian of the stage, when Charles Kemble and his accom- plished daughter Fanny, and a young actor named Edwin Forrest, had volunteered to appear; but he either distrusted ____________________ | * | In the midst of his political distractions Mr. Bryant could yet find time to amuse himself with such trivialities as the New Year's addresses of his carriers. It was a custom then of the lads who distributed newspapers to salute their " patrons " on the first day of January—as poets laureate do their sovereigns—in doggerel lines, which recounted the events of the year and predicted good times to come. Whether anybody read these effusions it is hard to say. They are, for the most part, unread- able now, though I presume that, if the recipients of them had known that the first poet of the land was disguising himself as an humble newsboy, they would have given more attention to his matutinal lays. | -292- |