Major Hamilton got Chilton's place as chairman--and called the dogs.

Ingham worked honestly, like a beaver; Wickliff was as keen as a cutworm: all of them worked hard; and they did really, I suppose, convince themselves that they had found out a great deal of iniquity; or, what was more desirable, convinced the people that Andrew Jackson and his boys were the only fellows to mend shoes for nothing, and find their own candles.
Everett and Sargeant, who made the minority report, were scouted at.
What has come of all this?
Nothing--worse than nothing.

Jackson used these very men like dogs: they knew too much, and must be got rid off, or they would stop his profligacy too.

They were greased and swallowed: and he gave them up to the torments of an anti-Jackson conscience.
"Yes, gentlemen, as long as you think with him, very well; but if not--clear out; make way for some fellow who has saved his wind; and because he has just begun to huzza, has more wind to spare.

General Jackson has turned out more men for opinion's sake, than all other Presidents put together, five times over: and the broom sweeps so low that it reaches the humblest officer who happens to have a mean neighbor to retail any little story which he may pick up.
"I voted for Andrew Jackson because I believed he possessed certain principles, and not because his name was Andrew Jackson, or the Hero, or Old Hickory.