The gentle CHANDLER is occasionally goaded to rage and rhetoric by
perfidious Albion. The other day he had one of these deliriums. In the
language of the bard.
He shook his fists and he tore his hair
Till they really felt afraid;
For they couldn't help thinking
the man had been drinking.
He wanted to annex the Winnipeg district. It was true that the Winnipeg
district was an unmitigated nuisance to England; and probably it would
prove an unmitigated nuisance to us if we annexed it. But it would make
Great Britain mad. The dearest object of his life was to madden Great
Britain. What was Great Britain? What business had she on this
continent? None but the right of conquest. It occurred to him that that
was all we had ourselves; but that made no difference. His motto was,
Great Britain _est_ Carthago, or _delenda_ must be destroyed, or
something of that sort--he forgot exactly what. He knew we could whip
Great Britain, and he wanted to fight her. That is, he wanted some body
else to fight her. It would be the proudest moment of his life to serve,
exclusively as a sutler, in the grand American army which should go
forth to smash Great Britain. Queen VICTORIA was only a woman. Therefore
he would fight her single-handed. Let her come on. Let her son, who was
a snob, come on. Let Mr. THORNTON come on. Let every body come on. He
defied every body. He expectorated upon every body. (Mr. CHANDLER by
this time became so earnest that seven Senators were constrained to wait
upon him, but it produced no sedative effect.) Mr. CHANDLER kept on in
this manner until he had challenged the population of the planet to
single combat, and then subsided, and ordered five hundred copies of the
morrow's _Globe_ to send to various potentates and constituents.
Mr. DRAKE said of course no body minded CHANDLER. But there were some
glimmerings of sense in CHANDLER, and he thought the Winnipeg war would
be a good thing. Perhaps CHANDLER might be induced to go out there,
which would make it pleasant for the Senate. Mr. SUMNER said he was
disgusted, not with CHANDLER'S principles, which were excellent, but
with his quotation, which was incorrect. He considered correct quotation
far more important than correct principles. Every school-boy knew that
_delenda est Carthago_ was what Mr. CHANDLER attempted to cite. To be
sure Mr. CHANDLER was not every school-boy. (Cheers for every
School-boy.) Mr. SUMNER took advantage of this occasion to relate
several incidents of the life of HANNIBAL, and closed with a protest
against the accursed spirit of caste. In support of this view he sent to
the clerk's desk, and had read a few chapters from KANT'S Critique of
Pure Reason.