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< CHESS COLUMN.
Barnwell C. H., S. C., \
Jan. 10, 18G0. )
William W. Mann, Esq.:
Dear Sir: —I send below my solution of
Chess Problem XII., contained in the Southern
Field and Fireside of Jan. 7, page 261.
Yours respectfully,
W. H. Townsend.
Solution of Problem XII.
white. black.
1 Rook e 2—g 2 f K g B—t 8(1)
2 Knight e s—d 7 f R c 7—d 7 :
3 Rook e I—e 8 f K f B—e 8 :
4 Rook g 2—g 8 f Mate.
[Mem. —Tho above checkmate can be equally
well effected by moving white Rook e I—g 1 f
instead of e 2—g 2f, in which case, after second
move of black men, Rook on e 2 would move to
e8 f instead ot e I—e 8 f.]
NOTE.
(I.) If the Blacks were to make any other move than
this, they would be immediately checkmated.
MATE No. 6.
King against a King, Bishop and Knight.
(From De la Bourdonnais, page 174.)
This is a forced mate; and to accomplish it,
the adversary’s King must be driven into one of
the two corner squares of the color of your Bish
op. This will require more or less time accord
ing to the position of the pieces, and tho greater
or less amount of skill displayed in the attack
and defense. The greatest difficulty which this
mate presents, is in the management of the
Knight. The most valuable service of the
Knight consists in excluding the adversary’s
King from the squares of a color different from
that of tho Bishop.
POSITION.
White. Black.
King on e 4 King on f 6
Knight on b 1
Bishop on f 1
MOVES.
1 Bishop f I—c 4 K f 6 —g 6
2 King e 4—f 4 K g 6—f 6
3 Knight b I—c 3 K f 6—g 6
4 Knight c 3—e 4 K g 6—li 6
5 King f 4—f 5 K h 6—h 7 (1)
6 King f s—f 6 K h 7—h 8 (2)
7 Knighted—d 6 K h8 —li7
8 Knight d 6—f 7 (3) K h 7 g 8
9 Bishop c 4—d 3 K g B—f 8
10 Bishop d 3—h 7 K f B—e 8
11 Knight f 7—e 5 K e B—f 8
12 Knieht o s—d 7 f K f B—e 8
13 King f G—e 6 K e B—d 8
14 King e 6—d 6 K d B—e 8
*ls Bishop h 7—g 6 + K e B—d 8
16 Bishop g 6—f 7 K d B—c 8
17 Knight d 7—c 5 K c B—d 8
18 Knight c s—b 7 f K d B—c 8
19 King d 6—c 6 K c B—b 8
20 King c 6—b 6 K bß—cß
21 Bishop f 7—e 0 + K c B—b 8
22 Bishop e 6—d 7 K ° »— a °
23 Knight b 7—c 5 K a B—b 8
24 Knight c s—a 6 f K b B—a 8
25 Bishop d 7—c 6 + Mate.
( Variation.)
11 Knight f 7—e 5 K e B—d 8
12 King f 6— eG K dß—c7
13 Knight e s—d 7 K c 7 —c 6
14 Bishop h 7—d 3 (4) K c 6—c 7
15 Bislop d 3—e 4 K c 7—d 8
16 King eG—dG K d B—e 8
17 Bishop e4 —gGf K eß—dß
18 Bishop gG—f 7 K dß—cß
19 Knight d 7—c 5 (5)
ms sotoksu naaa ass sxaaszsa.
NOTES.
(I.) If the Blacks had played Kingh 6—h 5, you would
have played Bishop c 4—e 21, and then, if they had ad
vanced their King from near the corner-square of the
same color with the Bishop, the Whites would have ea
sily given the checkmate In a few moves.
(2.) If the Blacks had played King h T—h 6, the Whites
would have played Bishop c 4—e 2to force the advers
ary’s King upon the black corner square, which the
Knight will compel him to abandon.
(8.) In this position the mate is forced in eighteen or
twenty moves.
(4.) If the Whites had played Bishop h 7—e 41, the
Blacks would have regained the other corner, and this
ill-advised move would have ruined the whole attack of
the Whites.
(5.) It is nseless to continue the game here any farth
er, for the position is now the same as in the original
game above.
PROBLEM XIII.
(From De la Bourdonnais, page 29.)
POSITION.
WHITE. BLACK.
Queen on f 1 King on g 4
King on g 2 Pawn on f 5
Pawn on g 3 Pawn on e 6
Rook on a 6 Pawn on h6‘
Knight on g 6 Queen on c 8
Rook on e 8
Whites to play and mate in four moves.
Solution of above will bo given next week.
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FUN, FACT. AND PHILOSOPHY.
(Carefully selected for the Southern Field and Fireside.)
The sun is a very bright body; but tho gentle
moon, when she steps in between him and the
earth, takes the shine out of him.
Alum or vinegar is good to set colors of red,
green, or yellow.
“Sweet is the pipe; sweet is tho lute,” say
they who have never listened to the prattle of
their own children.
Why is a young lady like a bill of exchange ?
Because she is “out” to be “ settled at maturity.”
Sal soda will bleach; one spoonful is euough
for a kettle of clothes.
The feeling of love for her children survives
all other affections in every mother’s heart.
“Wiiat are you looking after, my dear?” said
a very affectionate mother to her daughter. The
daughter looked around and replied, “ looking
after a son-in-law forefather.”
If you are buying a carpet for durability, you
must choose small figures.
There are many doublings in the human
heart; do not think you can find out the whole
of a man’s real character at once, unless he is a
fool.
A GOOD woman, fond of using large words,
sent for us to prescribe for a headache, the re
sult of a violent fall; she assured us that she
“ fell down ” and struck her head “ with such
violence on the steps that she wasn’t conscien
tious for some hours.”
If your flat irons are rough, rub them well
with fine salt, and it will make them smooth.
Learn in childhood, if you can, that happiness
is not outside but inside. A good heart and a
clear conscience brings happiness; no riches and
no circumstances alone ever do.
The Duke of Wellington giving orders one
day during the Peninsular campaign, for a bat
tallion to attempt a rather dangerous enterprise
—the storming of one of the enemy's batteries of
St. Sebastian—complimented the officer by say
ing that his regiment was the first in this world.
“ Yes," replied the officer, leading on his men,
“ and before your lordship’s orders are finally
■ executed, it will probably be the first in tho next.”
Ribbons of any kind should be washed in cold
soap suds, and not rinsed.
A troubled mind is often relieved by main
taining a cheerful demeanor.
“Are you the mate?” said a man to the Irish
cook of a vessel lying in port. “ No,” said he,
“ but I’m the man that boils the mate ” (meat).
A hot shovel held over burnished furniture
will take out white spots.
Strong passions work wonders when there is
stronger reason to curb them.
Wood ashes and common salt,wet with water,
will stop the cracks of a stove and prevent the
smoke from escaping.
Frozen potatoes make more starch than fresh
ones. They make nice cakes.
Be ever kind to woman; she is the mother,
sister, daughter, and companion, without whom
life would be intolerable to man.
Beware of a silent dog and still water.
When Judge Howell was at the bar, Mr.
Burgess, a barrister, on the circuit, to play a
joke, wrote on the lining of his hat caput vacuum
(empty head.) The hat circulated .about, exci
ted a smile on every countenance except that of
the owner, who deliberately took it up and re
peated the words, and, well knowing the author,
addressed the Chief Justice as follows: “ May it
please your Lordship, I ask protection” (holding
up his hat); “fori find that Brother Burgess,
has written his name in my hat, and I have rea
son to believe he intends to make off with it.”
A bit of glue, dissolved in skim milk and wa
ter, will restore rusty old crape.
Let friendship creep gently to a height; if it
rush to it, it may soon run itself out of breath.
A gentleman, meeting an old friend whom lie
had not seen for a long time, congratulated him
on lately coming into possession of a large land
ed estate. “There was such a report,” replied
the other, “but you may depend upon it that it
was quite groundless."
Save your suds for tho garden and plants, or
to harden yards when sandy.
Remember, young ladies, that oranges are not
apt to be prized after having been squeezed a
few times.
A YOUNG lady, very fond of walking, alluding
to a forced abstinence from her favorite exercise
during a spell of rainy weather, said with such
a pretty toss of her head, that she had been
“reined up,” ( rained up) for a whole week, and
found it very irksome.
Wash your tea trays with cold soda, polish
with a little flour and a dry cloth.
A merely pretty woman pleases the eye, a
virtuous woman, the heart. The one is a gew
gaw, at most a jewel; the other is a treasure.
But a beautiful, virtuous, intelligent woman is
tho diamond, a most brilliant jewel, and at the
same time a priceless treasure
An avaricious fellow in Brussels, gave a large
dinner recently. Just as the guests sat down,
a piercing shriek was heard in the court yard.
The host hurried out and returned pale, affright
ed and his hands covered with blood. “ What
is it?” was the inquiry. “ Alasl” he said, “ a
poor workman, father of a large family, has met •
with a terrible accident. He was knocked
down by a cart and grievously wounded. Let
us aid him.” A collection was taken up and
the guests contributed 1200 franks. Generous
souls 1 It was the miser’s ruse to make them
pay for the dinner.
Bavarian’ ale, a sort of lager beer, is taking
the place of wine in Paris, caused by the high
prices of the latter article.
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PERSONAL.
r Prepared expressly for the Southern Field and Fireside.]
—Rev. D. llexry Miller, of Connecticut, is
temporarily filling the pulpit in the First Baptist
Church in this city. Those who have heard
his sermons, for two Sabbaths past, pronounce
him to be an accomplished Divine.
—Rev. C. W. Howard has lately been for a
day or two in our city, called by “ The Young
Men's Christian Association, of Augusta,” to de
liver before them a lecture upon the occasion of
their anniversary. The eloquent lecture was
listened to by a large audience with marked
pleasure and satisfaction. Its subject was “Be
nevolence, as illustrated in the Foundation and
early History of Georgia.” This lecture con
tained passages of remarkable beauty, to the rec
itation of which the lecturer’s fine and impressive
manner gave groat rhetorical'etfect.
—Miss Evans, the author of “ Adam Bede,”
is said to be preparing a new novel.
—Mr. Charles C. Perkins, of Boston, is in
Italy, engaged upon a history of mediaeval sculp
ture.
—William Walker, the Fillibuster Chief, is
preparing a work upon Nicaragua.
—Gen. Henningsen, the sub-Fillibuster of
Walker, but doubtless the abler, and more ac
complished man, has also, for the moment at
least, abandoned the military career, and is said
to be seeking, like his late superior, litetary lau
rels. We expect to hear of the relapse of both
into fillibusterism as soon as the cause of Liber
ty and Progress shall require their services.—
The chronic philanthropy of these gentlemen is
equal to the sacrifice of literary fame and of
whatever else, may be necessary. Let not
Humanity despair, then, of seeing these gentle
men again enlisted in its cause. Achilles is in
his tent.
—Bishop Neuman, of the Catholic Church,
fell dead in the streets on the sth instant, from
disease of the heart.
—Gerrit Smith has so nearly been restored
to health, that he has returned to his home at
Peterboro’. He will probably go to Europe as
soon as he is sufficiently restored to health to
bear the fatigue of travel.
—Mr. Thackeray is to receive from the propri
etors of the Comhill Magazine £6,000 for two
tales, which are to appear in its pages during
the course of the next two years, and £2,000 a
year as editor.
Mr. J. Payne Coluer, the Shakespea
rian scholar, has in press a new and complete
editon of the works of Edmund Spenser. The
work will be published in the Spring, by Messrs.
Bell Sc Daldy, in their series of “ Aldine Poets.”
—Mr. Ten Broeck writes to his friends that
ho is off for Italy to spend the winter, lletakes
with him a carriage and horses, but leaves the
Newmarket under tho care of‘Brown,’ ‘Umpire’
‘Starke,’ ‘Prioress,’ ‘Woodbum,’ ‘Satellite,’
‘Maggiore,’ ‘Optimist,’ ‘Olympias,’ ‘Belle,’
1 Dove,’ ‘ Cock-a-hoop,’ ‘ Pomona,’ ‘ Rattlesnake,’
‘Evenhand,’ and ’ Chiffonier.’
—Junius. — The authorship of Junius is at
length fairly confirmed, if what is alleged be
true, that a new volume on this fertile theme, by
a Mr. Parks, will, for the first time, contain facts
and documents derived from the Francis family.
These add to the testimony that fixes Junius ou
Sir Philip Francis.
—Mrs. Trollope, tho elder, still sojourns at
Florence. She is now nearly eighty years old,
and her rapidly failing faculties shut her out from
society entirely. Mrs. Trollope the younger, is
in exceedingly delicate health.
—The widow of Balzac is married to Gigoux,
the painter and “ expert ” of the Louvre. The
condition of the marriage is singular enough.—
The lady is to retain the name of Balzac, even in
signing legal documents, and to be called in her
domestic circle by no other name than that of
her first husband.
—Mr. Rembrant Peale, tho venerablo and
distinguished artist, whose portrait of'Washing
ton, painted from life, and the great picture of
the Court of Death, are well known, is lying se
riously ill at Stonington, Ct., where he stopped
on his way home from a visit to Boston. He was
attacked with a severe bilious disorder. The
worst symptoms of the disorder are alleviated,
and a fair prospect is entertained. Mr. Peale
will be eighty-two years of age on the 22d of
February next.
—Tennyson.—The Poet Laureate has been
secured as a contributor to McMillan's Magazine.
An original poem by him, “ Sea Dreams
an Idyll,” is promised for the January number.
It is probably the result of his late visit to Por
tugal, and his experience of “ Bay of Biscay, O. ’
He is understood to have a proper appreciation
of the value of his name, and received for the
privilege of printing (not thS copyright) his beau
tiful poem. “ The Grandmother’s Apology,”
in No. 4 of Once a Week, £IOO.
— Washington Irving was never married.—
An early disappointment preyed upon his over
sensitive nature, and caused him to remain to
the hour of his death unwedded. He was not,
however, a churl. He loved and respected wom
an with a sincere and holy devotion that is man
ifest in all his writings. There is not one word
in any of his volumes where there can be fouud
a word disrespectful concerning woman. For
the honored relations of mother, wife, sister and
daughter, he entertained the highest admiration,
as he has clothed them in the sweetest and no
blest prose poetry. And it is gratifying to
know that his last years were soothed by the
kind attentions of the daughter of a beloved
brother.
— Swedenborg.— A few days ago I inquired
atone of the thousand old book shops for any
ofSwedenborg’s books, and was told by the old
man that there was of late a great inquiry for
Swedenborg’s works, but that none were offered
for sale. From thence I went to visit the tomb
of the greatest man of learning and piety of
whom there is any record. Swedenborg died in
London in 1772, and was buried in the vault of
the Swedish Lutheran Chapel in Princes square,
Ratcliffe Road City. It is a quiet, neat little
square, not more than eighty yards on a side, and
the little chapel surrounded by two strong iron
railings, stands in the middle of the church yard.
The old Swedes in attendance unlocked the
great gates and door of the Chapel, and we en
tered the prettiest place of worship I remember
to have seen. On the northern side wall there
■ is a neat white marble tablet erected to Swed
enborg, and the guide pointed out to us the ex-
act spot where his remains lie in three huge cof
fins. We learned that the number of visitors to
the tomb was yearly increasing, and although
his doctrines and faith were not quite in harmo
ny .with those of the Lutherans, that, neverthe
less, his memory was much revered by this con
gregation. The house where he last lived and
died was in the neighborhood, but is not exactly
known, so little notice was taken of him in Lon
don ; for he lived in great modesty and quietude,
occupied with his imperishable works which now
are attracting the atteutioil of wise people of all
lands.— [Ex.
— Schamyl. —A St. Petersburg letter gives
the following! further particulars respecting
Schamyl’s stay in the Russian capital: On the
day of his arrival a compact crowd had collected
around the entrance of the hotel where he lodg
ed, and at all points where it was expected he
would pass in going to visit the chief authorities,
lie appeared quite at his ease—in no way dis
concerted. His manners appeared noble and
dignified. He has an intelligent look, and the
general expression of his countenance announces
energy and the habit of command. His figure
is tall and upright, notwithstanding his advanced
age. The next day Schamyl and his son had
the honor of being presented to the Empress and
the hereditary Grand Duke at Tearkoeselo. The
presentation lasted only a few minutes. It is
said that lie was greatly affected and looked
pale.
Schamyl went afterwards to see the museums
of natural history, and of the Academy of Scien
ces. In the evening he was at the Italian ope
ra, in the box of Prince Anatole Baryatinski,
brother of the commander-in-chief of the Cauca
sus. Mme. Charton Demeure sang the part of
Amina in “ Somnambula.” The scene where she
comes down the ladder flora the mill produced
a great effect on the Kazi Mahomet, the Iman’s
son. Schamyl is enchanted with all he sees in
Russia. “ Had I known your country sooner,”
said he, “ had I seen all I now see, I should have
made my submission long since.” Well said,
certainly, but, perhaps, tho avowal may not he
altogether sincere. The Iman is evidently a
clever man. His answers betoken consideralle
apropos. When asked what had most pleased
him in Russia, Schamyl replied, “ The kind re
ception of the Emperor.”
The Journal de St. Petersburg announces the
arrival of Schamyl at Kalouga, the town select
ed fur his residence. He was attended by his
son and three murides, and alighted at the
principal hotel of the place. The next day he
paid a visit to the Governor, and afterwards
went to see the house intended for him. He was
particularly struck by the black marble busts of
two Greek philosophers in one of the rooms, and
after many questions respecting the persons they
represented, he requested to have them moved,
as his wives would be frightened at the dark
faces. He expressed himself perfectly satisfied
with the house and locality in which it was sit
uated.
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[For the Southern Field and Fireside.]
THE MOTHER'S LAST CHARGE.
BY EMMA F. FBADT.
“ Love her tenderly for my sake, Henry, when
I am gone. You will come to your lonely home,
aud tho love light of your Mary’s eyes will not
greet you. The lips that liavo so oft pressed
yours with the tender seal of affection, will be
mouldering in tho tomb, and tho arms that have
so often fondly encircled you, will be folded
across a pulseless heart. But God has spared
you our babe, and her loving caress will remind
you of Mary.
“ Hold me close to your loving heart, darling.
“Oh I ’tis sweet to die, but so hard to leave
you and our little Jessie 1 See, how the little
treasuro nestles to me. Darling baby, you will
soon bo motherless. You will chide her gently,
Henry, when she errs ; and if God permit, I will
be her guardian augcl, guiding her into the
paths of right.
“You will mourn for a time for me, but soon
another fair head will be pillowed upon your
breast, another will call you by the tender
name 1 Husband ,’ but she will not love you more
tenderly than I have loved. Don’t forget me
then. Oh! sometimes think Mary’s head rests
upon your bosom and you hear an angel-voice
whisper, I My Henry’; for shall I not still love
you when I dwell in that Heaven where all is
love?”
Now the short breath comes gasping and dif
ficult, and the husband with trembling fingers
- parts the damp hair from the pallid brow.
“ Kiss me once more, dearest, and let me go
into Heaven with tho impress of love yet warm
| upon my lips."
And the kiss was pressed with quivering lips
upon the brow and lips of the young wife, and
. pressed as if it would draw her back from the
r* very portals of Heaven.
Shorter and shorter—and now the palsied
tongue no words can utter. It is silenced for
-1 ever. But the blue eyes follow him with an an
guished tenderness; but when thro' choking
> sobs and falling tears he pressed the hand of bis
dying wife and murmured, “My own, my dar
; ling Mary,” a holy smile came in her face like
’ moonlight on a placid stream. One more strug
i gling breath, one faint embrace, and she is gone.
) Kind hands lead him from the room, and pre
- pare the young form for burial, and in that great
sorrow the young husband thinks there is a void
in his heart that can never be filled.
Five years have glided by.
“ Papa,” cries little Jessie, “ let me go with
you. Ain’t you going to church ?”
} “ No, my child, lam going away on the cars.
’ Be a good girl, till Papa comes back,” and the
child resumed her play. She has grown very
[ lovely since last we saw her. Her form is one
J of perfect symmetry, and her golden curls fall
1 lovingly around her six-years-old face.
A few days, and Henry Alden has brought a
‘ new wife to his home, and the little Jessie has
’ a new mother. -
* * * * *
l “ Papa, stay with little Jessie,” and the long
j ing eyes fill with tears, as she reads Win his
1 face, before it is uttered. “Lie still and go to
sleep,” and the father is gone, and as the door
1 closes behind him, a choking sob comes from
r the bedside. There is a pain in the little heart,
1 and she has no mother to soothe it. Jessie is a
r little sick, but Mrs. Alden must not be deprived
1 of the ball at Mrs. Legrand’s on that account.
) Besides, the nurse can attend to all her wants
f very well. Still, all the evening visions of a
i sorrowful little face nestled on the pillow, and
f longing eyes following him —then a deathbed
, scene, and an angel-voice is whispering, “ She
3 has no mother now.” Mrs. Alden sailed grace
-1 fully thro’ the mazy dance, and was called love
l ly, magnificent, by the crowd. She was a young,
joyous creature, fond of admiration and dress,
3 and Henry Alden was proud of his bride.
The doctor stood by the bedside of little Jes
r sie, upon their return, with a grave air. The
e little face was flushed with fever, and the blue
- eyes had lost that longing look, and wore a
- wild, vacant stare.
“ Mama, Papa don’t love little Jessie any
more; let me come live with you!” and the little
hands were raised as if to some unseen form *
and who shall say the spirit of the dead mother
was not in the room and even holding commu
nion with the spirit of the child? and Henry Al
den felt as though the sorrowful eyes of his
dead Mary looked a rebuke upon his soul.
“What do you think, is the matter with her,
doctor? Won’t she get well?" asked the pa
rent, tremblingly.
“ Mr. Alden, I do not think it right to deceive
you. From all appearances the child has been
ill several days, and had I been summoned soon
er, there might have been room to hope, but I
doubt now whether she will live until morning.”
AH night long they watched by the bedside
of the little sufferer. Uneasily 6he tossed upon
the pillow till nearly morning, when a strange
calm settled o’er the little form. Hour after
hour passed by—she still slept. Oh 1 how anx
iously the father and young wife watched by
the bedside—and how many resolutions were
formed that when the little sufferer did recover,
they would be more faithful in the performance
of duty! Morning came. The angel of Death
had borne the “ mother’s last charge” to a bet
ter world.
Montgomery, Ala.
THE FUNERAL OF WASHINGTON IRVING.
We copy from a New York paper, The Home
Journal of 10th December, 1857, the following
account of the burial of this distinguished and
lamented literary man:
On the day of the funeral, which took place
on Thursday, the Ist instant, at Tarrytown, the
church bells of this city were tolled, and the
flags on the public buildings were displayed at
half-mast. Mayor Tieman issued a proclamation,
the Common Council passed suitable resolutions,
and all the Courts adjourned, to afford the civil
authorities, the bench and the bar, an opportuni
ty to attend the obsequios of our distinguished
countryman. At Tarrytown and Irvington all
places of business were closed for the day, and
both villages were draped in black. The vener
able Dr. William Creighton conducted the servi
ces at Sunnyside. The coffin was followed by
the immediate relatives of the deceased, namely:
Kbenezer Irving, aged 86, the only surviving
brother; his nephews, Rev. Theodore Irving,
Rev. Pierre M. Irving, Mr. Irving Grinnell, Mr.
Mr. Pierre P. Irving, Mr. Irving Van Wart,
Saunders Irving, Edgar Irving, and Harman Ir
ving, Mr. Moses H. Grinnell, and the families of
these gentlemen, and a procession of nearly a
mile in length.
Upon the arrival at the church, the coffin was
preceded by the officiating clergymen, Drs.
Creighton and the following gentlemen as pall
bearers : Governeur Kemble, James Watson
Webb, James Renwich, James Cogswell, James
A. Hamilton, Henry Seldon, N. B. Holmes, and
George D. Morgan. The coffin was placed in
front of the altar. The plate bore this inscrip
tion- “Washington' Irving. Born April 13,
1783: died November 28, 1859." Bishop Pot
ter, Dr. Vinton, Rev. Mr. Meade, Dr. Taylor,
Rev. Mr. Farrington, Dr. Morgan, Dr. Johnson,
Dr. McVickar, Rev. Mr. Babbitt, and Rev. Mr.
Moore, were present. Among the gentlemen in
the congregation were: William B. Astor, Ham
ilton Fish, Charles King, N. P. Willis, John Van
Buren, Evert Duyckinck, Robert B. Minturn,
Goorge L. Duyckinck, George Bancroft, George
C. Barnard, Horace Green, John Anderson, Dan
iel Lord, Samuel R. Ruggles, George D. Cogs
well, George P. Putnam, John A. Dix, James
B, Murray, Gulian C. Verplanck, Hiram Pauld
ing, Ogden Edwards, Thomas Hicks, Henry T.
Tuckerman, Frederick A. Cozzens, Barry Gray,
Frederick Saunders, F. C. Adams, George Fol
som; Joseph G. Cogswell, William 1. Paulding,
William Kent, John Jacob Astor, Jr., T. F.
Wakeley, and the Committee of the Common
Council of this city, consisting of Messrs. Ottar
son, Van Tine, Gilmore, Lent, Hall, Ross, Craft
and Babcock.
The funeral service commenced with the
chant by the choir, during which the mourners .
entered and occupied the seats reserved for them
in front of the chancel.
After the Gospel was read and a hymn sung,
Dr. Creighton announced that the remainder of
the services would take place at the grave, and
added: “Those present who are desirous of
looking upon the face of our deceased friend,
will have of doing so by passing down the south
aisle, around by the chancel, and then out by
the north door.”
For an hour the living stream moved slowly
and sadly past the open coffin, wherein rested
the mortal remains of Mr. Irving, clothed in a
suit of biack. The calm, placid face wore a nat
ural, though somewhat compressed expression,
and few of those who gazed upon his features
will ever forget the last, silent look they had of
him. When the vast multitude had passed out,
the lid was closod, and the coffin returned to the
hearse, and the procession, re-forming, moved
with a measured pace towards Mount Pleasant
Cemetery, nearly a mile distant Slowly down
the hill-side it wound, across the bridge made
famous by the legend of the “ Headless Horse
man,” past the quaint, old Dutch church, de
scribed in the “ Sketch-Book,” and into the
beautiful grave-yard, where many members of
the Irving family repose. At the entrance of
the unostentatious burial-place, enclosed by a
low iron railing, hidden from sight by a green
privet hedge, the hearse halted, and the coffin,
brought out for the last time, was placed beside
the open grave, with the afternoon sunshine fall
ing upon it, and the warm Indian-summer at
mosphere playing around it. Covering the slope
the mourners and friends were gathered in sol
emn stillness, with bared heads and bowed forms,
listening to the impressive and touching burial
service of the church. The voice of prayer and
the sacred chant, mingled with half-suppressed
sobs, and the rustling of brown leaves in the
trees above, were the sounds that filled the air.
Then fell upon the ear those most bitter of earth
ly sounds, made by the withdrawing of the cords
from beneath the coffin after it is lowered into
its final resting place, and the rattling of the first
shovel-ful of mould thrown upon it. Decently,
but speedily the grave was filled, and then the
great multitude sorrowly turned away, and left
Washington Irving to sleep in the spot which he
had selected, beside the remains of his mother.
i»i
Brown Bread. —Take three quarts of corn
meal, and wet up with warm water, letting it
stand twenty minutes to swell, then add one
quart of rye meal, or if that is not convenient,
add one pint of wheat flour and one tea-cup of
molasses, and wet the whole up with milk or
cold water; then bake two hours, or until it is
done.
Rose Drops. —One lb. flour; one half lb.
white sugar; one half lb. butter; six eggs; a
wine glass of rose-water; one cup cream, and
one teaspoonful saleratus. Drop on tins, and
sift sugar on before baking.
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