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SAVANNAH DAILY HERALD.
VOL. 1-NO. 62.
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LATENT NEWS FROM FLORIDA.
Loss of U. S. Transport Steamer
Geo. ۥ Collins.
CASCO SAVED W A DATIACED COSDITIOY.
BRILLIANT SUCCESS OF A COL
ORED RAIDING PARTY.
ZBS7 WEXP SSSRS2I TISsSEB
Turn mrazEßH.
S? Slcbcls liii'od tiEisl <1 Captured*
Our I.o*s only 1 Killed and 2 Wounded.
('FECIAL DESPATCH TO TEE SAVANNA U BAltt UEEAI.T).}
Hilton Head, S. C., 1
Fiiclay Moruiug, March 31. |
The steamer Petrel, from Fernandina, Fla.,
arrived here last evening. This is the first
arrival from Florida for over a fortnight.
/The Wyoming left Jacksonville on Sunday
morning, with a large number of passengers,
luit a few miles out of the St. Johns River,
broke her crank-pin, and was obliged to lie
there in a damaged condition, till a schooner
which she had in tow, could be sent to Fer
nandiua for aid. The private steamer Petrel
came up and towed the Wyoming to Fernan
hiaa. She then brought her passengers here.
Among her passengers are Capt. Jno. H.
Moore, late Chief Quartermaster of Florida,
11 dtl now ordered to Charleston, Capt. Geo.
R. Hurlburt, of the 4th Mass, cavalry, and
Capt. Davis, 21st U. S. C T.
Tne U. S. transport steamer George C.
Collins, which left here about a fortnight
ago, with commissary stores, for Jackson
vdic arul St. Augqsline, after visiting the
former place, and while attempting to enter
St. Augustine harbor, got ashore on the bar.
It wa3 found necessary to throw nearly her
whole cargo overboard, and it was saved in
a damaged state. The steamer will prove
nearly a total loss. She is a wall-known
steamer in the Department, having been
here some years. She was being piloted in
by signals. No blame is attached to the
eaptain, who is a good seaman.
Tin 1 most successful raiding party which
has ever been outlu Florida has recently ac
complished some brilliant exploits. Tt was
composed of detachments of the 35th and 2d
L . S. Colored Troops, under command of a
Sergeant. They left Jacksonville, and
marched 300 miles through the country, com
ing out &t St. Augustine. They had a fight
with three times their own number of Con
federates, and gave them a most decisive
defeat.
The rebels had a loss of twenty-seven
known to be killed, and four who were
brought iu as prisoners. Our loss was only
one killed and two wounded.
The steamer which was sunk in Cedar
Creek, has been raised by Capt. Bennett.
The Sumter, sunk by tbe Confederates, to
escape capture, on the St. Johns River, has
been raised, repaired, uud is running on the
liver.
A Beautiful Gardes.— Strangers visiting
cav.rnnah will find oafcbe northwest corner
oi West Broad and William streets, the
beautiful garden attached to the residence of
-drs. Alary M. Marshall. In the garden are
to be seen a fountain and statuary, and in the
tiouncls and hot house are many rare aud
beautiful plants. Mr. Richard Thomas is the
florist in charge, and visitors will find him a
very civil and obliging gentleman.
, ( evicted.—We learn that Hale,the bogus
ueuteuaut tried a few weeks since by Court
-Untial, has been convicted and is sentenced
m ten years imprisonment at bard labor. It
\»i' be remembered that he was accused of
personating an officer and, taking ad -
• miage of his assumed position, criminally
Possessing himself of goods, and on his trial
was full and perfect, and he was sen
■-’i-edas above stated. The execution of
j K pumll y { ° go into operation immediate*
, ’ ,RST OF April—All Fools’ Day—We
nV V* k' : nc T r k'cthig our duty as a jour
,;*j'"' mid a. guardian of the public welfare,
-jo wc not intimate that to-day is April Fool
• a - aad to caution our readers against
:' Can ? U P va luable prizes from the side
nfa, uS la tiic sli ape of nicely done up bundles
oricks, hats full of stones, etc. etc., and
„ ' . eU f rd woll tbeir skirts gainst unorn
“Qiental placards and dish-clouts.
SAVANNAH, GA., SATURDAY, APRIL 1, 1865.
LETTER PROM HILTON HEAD, S. C.
[Special Correspondence of the Savannah Herald.]
Pour Royal House, Hilton Head, S. C.,>
Thursday Eveuing, March 30. >
The regular correspondents of the Herald
here, have kept its readers very well inform
ed in pqgard to Hilton Head news, but being
on a fifing visit, I will improve it with a
brief letter of a desultory character.
By an accident this morning, the Herald
omitted to inform its readers of a fishing
party which went down the river from Sav
anuali yesterday. The yacht U. S. Grant
was fortunately procured for the party,
which was composed of some prominent
civilians from Savannah, including,
a few gentlemen from Hilton Head, and of
several officers who could take a brief respite !
irom their duties. The fishing ground se
lected was near Fort Pulaski, and some six
pleasant hours were passed there. Colonel
Peter Dunbar, of Hilton Head, took the first
| prize of SSO, for the finest shad. Captain j
j Gadsden, of the Arago. received the second
j prize for the best fly-fishing. Mr. Murdock, ,
| erf .Hilton Head, got the third prize, and Mr. j
1 Edix T. Swift, of Charlestown, Massaehu- i
! setts, formerly City Marshal, received a gra- i
| tuity, a proposition to visit Hilton Head was
- favorably considered, but or some of the ofli
i cers on board objected to being longer ab
sent from their posts of duty, the party re
returued, early in the evening, partaking of
a fine collation on the way up, Capt. Dobbs
presiding.
Great improvements are being made here
under the dieection of Lieut. Col. C. A.
Rice, Chief of Staff to Gen. Littlefield, and
Chief of Military Police. Hilton Head is
always comparatively healthy, and I ven
ture to say, the coming senson w T ill not be
an unhealthy one. Private premises are re
quired to be thoroughly policed, swampy
places are being filled up, filthy spots are be-
S ing made clean, and every sanitary means
adopted. Those occupying territory re
quiring extensive improvements are obliged
to furnish a quota of laborers, and other ex
penses are met from a post tax.
Capt. Win. C. Manning,'vrf the 35th U. S.
C. TANARUS., for a long-time A. A. A. G., on Gen.
Potter’s Staff, has been promoted to be Major
of the 103d U. S. C. TANARUS., Lieut. Col. Wood
ford, commanding, now at Savannah. I had
an opportunity, in fJ-en. Potter’s admifiistra
tion of affairs here, last summer, as DistrD t
Commandant, in the exciting battle offiocey
Hill, at -Deveaux’Neck, and elsewhere, to
personally observe Major Manning’s good
business qualities, his bravery, his coolness,
his gallantry and his general efficiency dis
played. Although a young officer, his prot
raction is warranted by his past- record. He
will join his regiment in a day or two.
Lieut. Wilber Earle has just received his
promotion commission iu the 33d U. S. C.
TANARUS., commanded by Col. W. T. Bennett.
Lieut. Eaile was for a long time chief clerk
in the office of Capt. W. L. M. Burger, As
sistant Adjutant General of the Department,
iu w hich capacity his efficiency was appar
ent to every one doing business there.
Capt. John Hays, A. Q. M., w T ho has been
in the Department over two years, and is
esteemed by everybody, as a faithful officer,
and a kind, gonial gentleman, has been re
lieved from the position of Quartermaster in
charge of Land Transportation and Forage.
His successor is Capt. Rockwell, A. Q. M.
Battery Hunter, between the Port Royal
House and the beach, is, I understand, to be
demolished, being no longer of special use.
The steamship Arago, Capt. Gadsden,
sailed to-day for New York, at 1 o'clock.
Among the passengers were Lieut. Webber,
Signal Corps, Assistant Surgeon Bryce, of
Saratoga Springs, Col. W. B. French, of ’
Saratoga, Mr. Geo. Hiltofi and Mr. Mark- |
ham, ot the Sea Island Cotton Company, j
were among the passengers.
Our Extra.— We received news printed
in our “extra’'yesterday in time to publish the
mere heads of it iu our regular evening edi
tion, but we preferred to issue that sheet with
all the latest Charleston intelligence, in full,
and to reserve the later news published until
we could give it to our readers entire iu an
“ extra,” that they might know all
the particula sos the news without waiting
for the morning paper.
Hospital Boat. The fine steamboat
“Cosmopolitan,” which was formerly used
as a Hospital Boat, but which lately has been
made useful in n different direction, has
again been turned over to tbe Medical au
thorities by order of the Washington Powers.
This boat i3 large, commodious, and is ad
mirably adapted to the purposes of the
Medical Director, under whose charge she is
henceforth to be.
Savannah Theatre.— An excellent bill
was presented last evening, including three
pleasing farces and comic acts by Alessrs.
Scott and Rymau. A fair house was pres
ent and the efforts of AlisgJLafond and Air.
Davenport in two characters, Air. Herndon
as Toodles, Airs. Berrell ifs Airs. Toodles,
and Mr. Tlios. Weir as George Acorn were
well appreciated and rewarded with hearty
and frequent applause. To-night Messrs.
Scott and Ryman take a benefit and offer a
capital bill.
DAVID MATSON.
BTJOHN G. WnhriKH.
Who of my young friends have read the
sorrowful story of “Enoch Arden,” so sweet
ly and simply told by the great England
poet? It is the story of a man who went to
sea, leavifrg behind a sweet young wile and
little daughter. He was cast a wav on a de
sert island, where he remained several years,
when Ire was discovered and taken oft by a
passing vessel. Coming back to his native
town he found his wife married to an old
: playmate,—a good man. rich, honored, and
with whom she was living happily. The
poor man, unwilling to cause her pain and
perplexity, resolved not to make himself
known to her, and ilv- and and died alone. The
poem has reminded me of a very similar st >ry
of my own New England neighborhood,
which I have often heard, and which I will
try to tell, not in poet if Alfred Tenny
son’s, but in my own poor prose. I can as
sure my readers that in its main particulars
it is a true tale.
One bright siLSlwr u>fA r( , more than
three-score years ago, David Matson, with
his young wife and his two healthy, bare
footed stood on the bank of the river
near their dwelling. They were waiting there
for Pelatiah Curtis to come round the Point
with his wherry, and Jake the husband and
father to the Port, a few miles below. The
Lively Turtle was about to sail on a voyage
to Spain, and David wap to go in her a ; mate.
They stood there in the level morning sun
shiue talking cheerfully ; but had you been
near enough, you coulci have seen tears in
Anna Matron’s blue eyes, for the loved her
husband, and knew there was danger on the
sea. Aud David’s bluff, cherry voice trem
bled a little now and then, tor the honest
sailor loved his snug home on the Merrimac,
with the dear wife ahd her pretty boys. # Eut
presently the wherry came alongside, and
David was just stepping into it, when he
turned back tokisahi ; wife and children
once more.
“In with yon, man,” said Pelatiah Curtis.
“There’s no time for kissing and such fool
eries when the tide serves.”
< Aud so they parted. Anua and the boys
went back to their Lome, and David to the
Port, whence he sailed off in the Lively Tur
tle. And months passed, autumn followed
the summer, and winter the autumn, and
then spring came, and anon it was summer
! ou the river-side, and he did not come back
* And another year passed, and then the old
sailors and fishermen shook their heads sol
emnly, and said that the Lively Turtle was
a lost ship, and would never come back to
port. And poor Anna had her bombazine
gown dyed black, tr.-d her straw' bonnet
iiimmea in mourning ribbons, and th. nce
lorth she was known as the widow Matson.
Aud how was it au this time with David
himself?
Now you intist’kftow That the Mahomme
! dan people ot Algiers and Tripoli, and Mo-,
guiori; and Sallee'’<?a the Barb try co -st, had
for a long time been in the habit of fitting
out galleys aud armed boats to seize upon
the merchant vessels of Christian nations,
and make slaves of their crews and passen
gers, just as men calling themselves Chris
tians in America weie sending vessels to
Africa to catch black slave. 9 for their planta
tions. The Lively Turtle fell into the bands
of one of these - roving sea-robbers, and the
crew were taken to Algiers, and sold in the
market-place as slaves, poor David Matson
among the rest.
When a boy he had learned the trade of a
ship carpenter with his father on the Merii
mac; and now he was set to work in the
dockyards. His master, who w 7 as naturally
a kind man, did not overwork him. He had
daily his three loaves of bread, and when his
clothing was worn out, its place was supplied
by the coarse cloth of wool and camel’s hair
woven by the Berber woman. Three hours
before sunset he was released from work, and
Friday, which is the Mohammedan Sabbath,
was a day of entire rest. Once a year, at
the season calied Ramadan, he was left at
leisure for a whole week. So time went on
—clays, weeks, months and years. His dark
hair became gray. He still * dreamed of his
old home on the Alerrimac, and, of his good
Anna and the boys. He wondered whether
they yet lived, what they thought of him,and
what they were doing. The hope of ever
seeing them again grew fainter and fainter,
and at last nearly died out; aud he resigned ,
himself to bis late as a slave for life.
But one day a hanasorae middle aged gen- j
tlemun, in the dress of one of his own conn-:
trymen,attended bv a great dfiicer of the Dey,
entered the ship-yard, and called up beiore
him the American captives. The stranger
was none other than Joel Barlow, Commis
sioner of the United States to procure the
liberation of slaves belongiug to tnat govern
ment. He took the men by the baud as they
came up, ancl told them they were free. As
you might expect,the poor fellows were very
grateful; some laughed, some wept for joy,
some phouted aud sang, and threw up their
caps, while others,witn David Alatson among
them, knelt down on the chips, aud thanked
God for the great deliverance.
Ik “This is a very affecting scene,” said the
Commissioner, wiping his eyes; “1 must
keep the impression of it for my Columbi
ad and drawing out his tablet, he proceed
ed to write on the spof an apostrophe of
Freedom, which afterwards found a place in
his great epic.
David Alatson had saved a little money du
ring his captivity by odd jobs ancl work on
holidays, lie got* a passage to Malaga,
where he bought a nice shawl for his wife
and a tor each of bis boys. He then
went to tbe quay, where an American ship
was lying just ready to sail for Bos
ton.
Almost the first man he saw on board was
Pelatiah Curtis, who had rowed him clown
to the port several years before. He found
that his old neighbor did not know him, so
changed was he with his long beard and
Moorish dress, whereupon, without telling
his name, he began to put questions about
bis old home, and finally asked him if he
knew a Airs. Alatson.
“I rather think I do,” said Pelatiah;
she’s my wife ”
“Your wife!” cried the other. “Site is
mine before God and niau. I am David i
Alatson, aud she is the mother of my chil- j
dren,”
"And mine too !"• said«Pelatiah, I “left
h r with a baby in her artqs, If you aic
David Matson, your right to her ia outlawed :
at any rate she is mine, and 1 am not the
man io give her up.”
“God is great!” said poor David Matson,
unconsciously repeating the familiar words
of Moslems. “His will be done. I loved
her, but I shall never see her again. Give
these, with my blessings.to tnt* good woman,
and the boys.” and he handed over, with a
sigh, the little bundle containing the gifts for
his wife and rhiidren.
He sko -k nands with his rival. “Pelatiah,"
he said, 1- okiug back as he left the ship, “be
j kind to Anna and my boys ”
“Ay, ay, sir!” responded the sa’lor in a
careless tone. He watched the old man
passing slowly up the narrow street until out
ot sight. “It’s a hard case for old David,”
he said, helping himself to a fresh cud of
tobacco, “but I’m glad I’ve seen the last of
him.” s
When Pelatiah .Curtis reached home he
told Anna the story of her husband, .and laid
his gilts in her lap. She did not shriek nor
faint, for she was a healthy woman with
strong nerves: but she stole away by her
self and wept bitterly. She lived many
years after, but could never be persuaded to
wear the pretty shawl which the husband of
her youth had sent her as his farewell gift,.
\ There is, however, a tradition that,in accord
l anee with her dying wish, it was wrapped
I about her poor old shoulders iu the coffin,
and buried with her.
The little old bull’s eye watch, which is
still iu the possession of one of her grand
children, is now all that remains to tell of
David Matson—the lost man.— Our Youna
Folks.
Ocr Aristocracies. — We learn that hand
some bronze ornamental stands, contrived
for cigars or watches, or. for ink, have lately
been made in the exact shape of a petroleum
well with apparatus on the ground above ;
and this information suggests the idea that
all people of wealth might perpetuate the
history of the origin ot their fortunes by
adorning their family mansions with such or
naments. In feudal days the nobility fre
quently perpetuated the history of the found
er of the family in their armorial bearings.
Such things are of very little account in this
countiy. A good many prominent citizens
could not trace back their pedigree for half
| a dozen generations without running into a
i pillory or a gallows. Our own crest is au
j apple-tree in full bearing, but we fear it has
| borne a good deal of wormy fruit, and so we
: disregard it. But there is some danger that
the people who makes sudden fortuues will
i iorget Low they did it even in a single ggn> -
j ration, unless they keep some , heirlooms in
j the lamily to quick n the memory. We can
! fancy that ttio.se wffose ancestors ob
tained fabulous wealth out of gold mines
and oil wells will uot be very much pleased
when they trace their fortune to a hole
in the grourqj. That would be “running the
t ing into the ground," you know. There
are ai.verai ufotiu: t Ui:-es of aristocracy in
this country which ought to be labeled. First
jn order we must con less, is theP. F. Y r . va
riety ot the Old Dominion,based upon money
borrowed in Euglend, by spendthrifts and va
rious grades of scape-graces, and .never .re
turned. Next iu order is the cod-fish aris
tocracy which rides upon a fish ns beauty
rides upon a lion. The emblem of the first
of these should be a pocket, turned wrong
side out, with the motto, “I. O. U.” That of
the second should be a spread cod-fish, with
a “gurry-butt” m the back-ground. Then
there are the Knickerbockers, easily traced
back to bow-legged Dutchmen, with conical
caps aud long pipes, who flourished by sell-'
ing fire-water to the Indians, and investing
the proceeds in real estate. The emblem of
this order should be a bottle of schnapps,
with the haudle all on one side. Another
order of our aristocracy owes its origin to
the slave trade. The emblem of that trade
might be in the form of a negro inverted,
with a white man rampant, bearing a green
hide. This Would make an elegant orna
ment for the centre-table. The cotton lords
come next iu order, and the peculiar charac
ter of that order might be expressed by a
cotton-gin and a barrel of whiskey, with the
bung out. Next we place the gold aristoc
racy, of the peculiar California stripe. They
might find a suitable emblem in a bowie
kuife resting on a huge nugget, aud a pick
axe in a smiting attitude. ' The shoddy aris
tocracy is very fresh’, and has scarcely got
through buying jewelry.. It might be repre
sented, with the sect of his pantaloons much !
frayed out, neatly balanced by a skufi and
crossboi.cs. T. . o itiok umaristoereay,tlioufA
last in order, has neon pr n, eu lor already*
it seems; but we would suggest au improve
ment by adding an oily stream issuant from
a barn-yard. That is all.
Wholesome Advice.— Hear, and learn to
be silent.
Be silent, ancl learn to understand.
Understand, ancl learn to remember.
Remember, and learn to act accordingly.
A,l that you See, judge not.
All tint you hear, believe not.
All that you know, tell not.
All that you can do, clo not—(except what
is good.)
By praying, you lose not.
By givmg alms, you impoverish not.
By being unjust, you enrich not.
By lying, you profit not.
By profane swearing, you get disgiace.
Wealth lost, some lost.
Health lost, much lost.
Virtue ldst, more lost.
Soul lost, ail lost.
Whenever you speak, think well, ancl look
narrowly what you speak; where you speak;
when you speak ; ancl to whom you speak,
lest you bring yourself into trouble.
Passing Round the Hat. —A rather slow
evangelist once preached to a slim Western
audience a sermon which, if it bad not dealt
with the most momentous possible theme,
might have been pronounced dull. At the
close, he sent round his lint, hoping to secure
thereby some ailment for bis carnal nature
iu requital for the spiritual manna he had
been dispensing, but was disappointed by its
return to hini absolutely empty. Looking
intently into the “aching void,” be turned it
upside down, shook it vigorously, and find
ing the result to be still notlvng, he ex
claimed : “Thank God that I have got my
hat back from this congregation j”
PRICE. 5 CENTS
Letter from John G. Whittier upon
Edward Everest. —At the late special meet
ing of the Massachusetts Historical Society,
commemorative of Edward Everett, the ReV.
R. C. Waterston read the following commu
nication from Mr. Whittier, who, only a fi-w
w eks previous, lmd Leen associated as col
league with Mr. Everett in the Elector; Col
lege of this State Mr. Waterston inf; duc
od the letter with the words of Dr ( h-q
ntiig, who said ot Mr Whittier inoro-’tl a-a.
quarter ot a century ago: “His p try
tairsts from the soul with the fire and ■ n rgy
of an ancient prophet, and his noble simplic
ity of character is the delight of all who know
him."
• Amfsbury, 27th, Ist month, 1835.
“My Dear Friend :—I acknowledge
through thee, the invitation of the standing
committee of the Massachusetts Historical
Society, to be present at a special meeting
of the Society for the purpose of paying a
tribute to the memory of our illustrious asso
ciate, Edward Everett.
“It is a matter-of deep regret to me that
the stato of my health will not permit me to
be with you on an occasion of so much in
terest.”
“It is most fitting that the members of the
Historical Society of Massachusetts should
add their tribute to those which have been
already offered by all sects, parties and asso
ciations to the uame and fame of their late
dissociate. He was liimselt a maker of his
tory, and part and parcel of all the noble
charities and humanizing influences of his
State and time.
“When the grave closed over him who ad
ded new lustre to the old and honored name
of Quincy, all eyes instinctively turned to
Edward Everett as the last of that venerated
class of patriotic civilians who, outliving all
dissent aud jealousy and party prejudice,
held their reputation by the secure tenure
of the universal appreciation of its wortli as
a common treasure of the republic. It is
not for me to pronounce his eulogy. Others,
better qualified by their intimate acquaint
ance with him, have done and will do jus
tice to his learning, his eloquence, varied
culture, and social virtues. My secluded
country life has afforded me few opportuni
ties of personal intercourse with him, while
my pronounced radicalism, on the great
question which has divided popular feeling,
rendered our political paths widely diver
gent. Both of us early saw the danger
which threatened the country. In the lan
guage ot the prophet, we ‘saw the sword
coming upon the land,’ but while he believed
iu the possibility of avorting it by concession
and compromise, I, on the contrary,as firmly
believed that such a course could only
strengthen and confirm what I regarded as a
gigantic con-piracy against the rights and
liberties, the union and the life, of the nation.
‘Recent events have certainly not tended
to change this belief on my part; but in
looking over the past, while I see little or
nothing to retract in the matter ofopiuiou, I
am saddeneirby the reflection, that* through
the tery intensity of my convictions I may
have done injustice to the motives of those
with whom I differed. As respects Edward
Everett, it seems to me that only within
the last four years I have truly known him.
In that brief period, crowded as it is with
a whore life-work of consecration to the
union, freedom and glory of his country, he
not only commanded respect and reverence
but concentrated upon himself in a most je
markable degree the love .of all loyal and
generous hearts. We have seen in these
years of trial very great sacrifices offered
upon the altar of patriotism—wealth, ease,
home-love, life itself. But Edward Everett,
did more than this: he laid on that altar
only his time, talents and culture, but his
pride of opinion, his long cherished views of
policy, his personal and political predilec
tions and prejudices, his constitutional fas
tidiousness ot conservatism, and the careful
ly elaborated symmetry of his public reputa
tion. YY ith a rare and noble magnanimity
he met, without hesitation, the demand of
the great occasion. Breaking away from
all the besetrnents of custom and association
he -forgot the things that are behind, and
with an eye single to present duty, pressed
forward towards the mark of.the high calling
ot Divine Providence in the events of our
time. All honor to him ! If we mourn that
lie js now beyond the reach of our poor hu
man praise, let us reverently trust that he
has received that higher plaudit: “Well
done thou good and faithful servant l"
“When I last met him. as my code; -u n
the Electoral College of Mass'cLusett is
look ot h< alt I* a 1 and vigor s r < n,<-d to jitGiiiis
us many years of tug wiscfom ad ■as uin< ss
On greeting him I felt impell, dto xpress n.y
admiral ion and grateful appreciation of his
patriotic labors, and I shall never forget how
I readily and gracefully he turned attention
irom himself to the great cause in which we
had a common interest and expressed his
| thankfulness that ho had still a country to
! serve.
"To keep green the memory of such a man
is at once a privilege and a duty. That stain
less life of seventy years is a priceless legacy.
. His hands were pure. The shadow of sus
picion never fell on him. If he erred in his
opinions (and that he did so, he had tlio
j Christian grace and courage to own,) uo sel
fish interest weighed in the scale of his judg
i ment against truth.
“As our thoughts follow' him to his last
resting place, we are sadly reminded of his
j own touching lines, written many years aeo
!at Florence. The name he has left'behincfis
none the less ‘pure,’ that instead of bein"-
‘humble,’ as he then anticipated, it is on the
lips of grateful millions, ancl written inefia
i ceably ou the record of his country’s trial and
triumph:
for me when I shall fall asleep
hhall Santa Croce’s lamps their vigils keep.
Heyonai the main, in Auburn's quiet shade,
W itn those I loved aud love my couch be made •
Spring’s pendent branches o’er the hillock ware!
•nowung’a dew-drop glisten on my grave,
N hiTe Heaven’s green arch shall rise above my
bed
Whifti Santa Croce crumbles on her dead—
L nknown to erring or to erfiering fame,
So I may leave a pure though humble name.”
“Congratulating the society on the pros
pect ol the speedy consummation of the
great objects of our associate’s labors, the
peace and permanent Union of our country,
“I am very truly thy friend,
“John G. Wiiittier,
“Robert Q. Waters!on, Boston, 1 '
