CONCLUSION.

In these meagre Biographical Notes we have done but partial justice to

Officer McWatters. Our readers were duly assured that no attempt would

be made by us to write a fitting biography of the man; and we have

only, in a hasty way, and in a manner wholly unsatisfactory to

ourselves, alluded to certain incidents in our subject's life, which

serve to stamp him as a man far above the average of even good souls,

in his active, practical benevolence. But it is often in little things

that the generous soul demonstrates itself most eloquently--in the

usually unremarked, quiet acts of a man; and, in our judgment, a letter

from Officer McWatters, which, in our search of the public journals for

most of the material of these Notes, we found in the Evening Mail of

October 23, 1869, bespeaks for him as much respect from the good and

charitably inclined as anything he ever did.

We judge from the opening sentence of the letter, that some "good

enough" fellow, "S. W. H. C.," soft of heart, perhaps, but limited in

judgment, had found fault, through the columns of the Mail, with the

poor organ-grinders' "plying their vocation" on the public streets. Of

course there was nobody in all the great metropolis to come to their

defence, except some man like Officer McWatters. And so he came, it

seems, seasonably. The letter shows not only the tender, generous

spirit of the man, but his ripe good judgment and comprehensive view of

things as well, and is worthy of preservation here in these pages,

along with the masterly efforts of his pen, which, in "Knots Untied,"

have not only given us,--his present readers,--the liveliest

gratification by the mysteries they unfold in a lucid style, but have

made one of the best possible records of certain phases of now current

life, for the information of the future historian.

The old Romans (as well as other peoples) had their secret police

service; and how interesting it would be to us, in these far off

centuries, to read of their deeds in the empire, or during the kingdom

of Rome. History, for the most part, is made up of the deeds of great

conquerors, etc. We know too little of the domestic and "hidden life"

of the past. But the future historian of these times will have all the

_materiel_ his ambition can desire for weaving the thread of his story.

And what a _resumé_ of crimes and outrages of all kinds will that of

the 19th century be for the historian of the 40th century to make!

The letter to which we refer above, regarding the organ-grinders, will

be found appended hereto, together with some other matters of interest

regarding Officer McWatters, which we have collected in our examination

of the public journals. We place them in connection with these

biographical notes, as in some respects presenting our subject in a

more graphic manner than we are able in this hurried writing, to make

him known to the great reading public of his adopted country.

The concluding paragraph of the letter referred to regarding the

organ-grinders, as will be seen by reference to it, is, "Until the

country has reached out her helping hand to all to whom she owes

assistance as a right, it is in bad taste to find fault with the mode

in which the disabled soldier tries to earn a living for his family."

In these words, so just and wise, is embraced more than the casual

reader will be apt to perceive. They are, in our opinion, very

remarkable, and involve a great principle, one which Officer McWatters,

as a student of social science, as we have remarked him, must clearly

understand.

"To all to whom she owes assistance as a right," are words eloquent

with the great truth of social statesmanship which they suggest; which

is, that a country, a government, should recognize the right of its

subjects (or component parts, to speak more decently, for there is a

hateful sound in that word "subjects") to life; and the great moral

duty of all these parts to assist each other; a duty which is clear and

imperative in the nature of things (but we cannot here go into the

subtleties of the matter, and show why); a duty, however, which can

never be fitly performed till some nation or people are so organized,

politically and socially, that each shall receive all he merits

therein; till the labor forces, the creators, the only really worthy,

are honored and protected; and not, as now, when the chief villains and

the worthless tyrants live upon the fat of the land, enjoy all the

honors, and are shielded by the laws in robbing from and exploiting

upon the poor, the laboring classes.

Healthful and buoyant of spirit, Officer McWatters doubtless has many

years of active life yet to enjoy. The record of his past is abundant

assurance that his future will be just, generous, brave in good deeds,

sternly and patiently laborious, and benevolent to all mankind; and

when he ceases to be, when the organized atoms which make what we call

the man, and are discriminated by us from all other organized atoms as

"McWatters," shall have been resolved into their original conditions,

and his individuality is lost forever in the ceaseless processes of

continuing creation, his good deeds shall live on still, and make for

him a place in the reverence of those who honor good works far above

that of most men; above that of all the talkers, the self-elected

teachers, who heed not their own doctrines, however noble these be. One

such man as Officer McWatters is worth more than an army of

self-proclaimed saints, who do nothing but prattle about virtue, and

preach, to use their own figure of speech, but live not out in their

lives, nor exemplify in their deaths, "Christ and Him crucified;" but

who think more of Christ _on_ the Cross, in the "triumph of faith,"

than of the nobler Christ-come-down-from-the-Cross, and still battling,

with untiring spirit, against the wrongs which men do to one another.

With this hasty sketch, and the appendices which we may see fit

to make (as before indicated), we leave Officer George S.

McWatters,--the kind of heart, the merciful, the dutiful, the

intelligent and honest man; the patriot of the true type; the

practical and great philanthropist,--in the hands of our readers,

trusting that some able biographer will yet write his history, in

a style and with a particularity commensurate with Officer

McWatters' nobility of character and multifold great good works

in the cause of humanity.

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