The Natural Bridge, the most sublime of nature's works, . . . is on

the ascent of a hill, which seems to have been cloven through its

length by some great convulsion. The fissure, just at the bridge, is,

by some admeasurements, 270 feet deep, by others only 205. It is about

45 feet wide at the bottom, and 90 feet at the top; this of course

determines the length of the bridge, and its height from the water.

Its breadth in the middle, is about 60 feet, but more at the ends, and

the thickness of the mass, at the summit of the arch, about 40 feet. A

part of this thickness is constituted by a coat of earth, which gives

growth to many large trees. The residue, with the hill on both sides,

is one solid rock of lime-stone.

The arch approaches the semi-elliptical form; but the larger axis of

the ellipsis, which would be the cord of the arch, is many times

longer than the transverse. Though the sides of this bridge are

provided in some parts with a parapet of fixed rocks, yet few men have

the resolution to walk to them, and look over into the abyss. You

involuntarily fall on your hands and feet, creep to the parapet, and

peep over it. Looking down from this height about a minute, gave me a

violent head-ach.

If the view from the top be painful and intolerable, that from below

is delightful in an equal extreme. It is impossible for the emotions

arising from the sublime, to be felt beyond what they are here: so

beautiful an arch, so elevated, so light, and springing as it were up

to heaven! the rapture of the spectator is really indescribable! The

fissure continuing narrow, deep, and straight, for a considerable

distance above and below the bridge, opens a short but very pleasing

view of the North mountain on one side, and Blue ridge on the other,

at the distance each of them of about five miles. This bridge is in

the county of Rockbridge, to which it has given name, and affords a

public and commodious passage over a valley, which cannot be crossed

elsewhere for a considerable distance. The stream passing under it is

called Cedar-creek.

ON FREEDOM OF RELIGIOUS OPINION.

Compulsion makes hypocrites, not converts.

It is error alone that needs the support of government: truth can

stand by itself.

ON THE DISCOURSES OF CHRIST.

Such are the fragments remaining to us to show a master-workman, and

that his system of morality was the most benevolent and sublime that

has ever been taught, and consequently more perfect than those of any

of the ancient philosophy.

RELIGIOUS FREEDOM.

(_From an Act Passed in the Assembly of Virginia, 1786._)

Well aware that Almighty God hath created the mind free; that all

attempts to influence it by temporal punishments or burdens, or by

civil incapacitations, tend only to beget habits of hypocrisy and

meanness, and are a departure from the plan of the Holy Author of our

religion, who being Lord both of body and mind, yet chose not to

propagate it by coercions on either, as was in his Almighty power to

do; that the impious presumption of legislators and rulers, civil as

well as ecclesiastical, who, being themselves but fallible and

uninspired men, have assumed dominion over the faith of others,

setting up their own opinions and modes of thinking as the only true

and infallible, and as such endeavouring to impose them on others,

hath established and maintained false religions over the greatest part

of the world, and through all time; that to compel a man to furnish

contributions of money for the propagation of opinions which he

disbelieves, is sinful and tyrannical; . . . that to suffer the civil

magistrate to intrude his powers into the field of opinion and to

restrain the profession or propagation of principles, on the

supposition of their ill tendency, is a dangerous fallacy, which at

once destroys all religious liberty, because he being of course judge

of that tendency, will make his opinions the rule of judgment, and

approve or condemn the sentiments of others only as they shall square

with or differ from his own; that it is time enough for the rightful

purposes of civil government, for its officers to interfere when

principles break out into overt acts against peace and good order; and

finally, that truth is great and will prevail if left to herself, that

she is the proper and sufficient antagonist to error, and has nothing

to fear from the conflict, unless by human interposition disarmed of

her natural weapons, free argument and debate, errors ceasing to be

dangerous when it is permitted freely to contradict them:

_Be it therefore enacted by the General Assembly_, That no man shall

be compelled to frequent or support any religious worship, place or

ministry whatsoever, nor shall be enforced, restrained, molested, or

burthened in his body or goods, nor shall otherwise suffer on account

of his religious opinions or belief; but that all men shall be free to

profess, and by argument to maintain, their opinions in matters of

religion and that the same shall in no wise diminish, enlarge, or

affect their civil capacities.

LETTER TO HIS DAUGHTER, MARTHA JEFFERSON.

(_Written in France, May 21, 1787._)

I write you, my dear Patsy, from the canal of Languedoc, on which I am

at present sailing, as I have been for a week past,--cloudless skies

above, limpid waters below, and on each hand, a row of nightingales in

full chorus. This delightful bird had given me a rich treat before, at

the fountain of Vaucluse. After visiting the tomb of Laura, at

Avignon, I went to see this fountain--a noble one of itself, and

rendered forever famous by the songs of Petrarch, who lived near it. I

arrived there somewhat fatigued, and sat down by the fountain to

repose myself. It gushes, of the size of a river, from a secluded

valley of the mountain, the ruins of Petrarch's château being perched

on a rock two hundred feet perpendicular above. To add to the

enchantment of the scene, every tree and bush was filled with

nightingales in full song. I think you told me that you had not yet

noticed this bird. As you have trees in the garden of the Convent [_in

Paris, where Martha was at school_], there might be nightingales in

them, and this is the season of their song. Endeavor, my dear, to make

yourself acquainted with the music of this bird, that when you return

to your own country you may be able to estimate its merit in

comparison with that of the mocking-bird. The latter has the advantage

of singing through a great part of the year, whereas the nightingale

sings but about five or six weeks in the spring, and a still shorter

term, and with a more feeble voice, in the fall.

I expect to be in Paris about the middle of next month. By that time

we may begin to expect our dear Polly [_the younger daughter, Maria_]

It will be a circumstance of inexpressible comfort to me to have you

both with me once more. The object most interesting to me for the

residue of my life, will be to see you both developing daily those

principles of virtue and goodness which will make you valuable to

others and happy in yourselves, and acquiring those talents and that

degree of science which will guard you at all times against _ennui_,

the most dangerous poison of life. A mind always employed is always

happy. This is the true secret, the grand recipe, for felicity. The

idle are the only wretched. In a world which furnishes so many

employments which are useful, and so many which are amusing, it is our

own fault if we ever know what _ennui_ is, or if we are ever driven to

the miserable resource of gaming, which corrupts our dispositions, and

teaches us a habit of hostility against all mankind.

We are now entering the port of Toulouse, where I quit my bark, and of

course must conclude my letter. Be good and be industrious, and you

will be what I shall most love in the world. Adieu, my dear child.

Yours affectionately,

TH. JEFFERSON.

JEFFERSON'S LAST LETTER, IN ANSWER TO AN INVITATION TO BE PRESENT AT

THE CELEBRATION OF THE FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY OF AMERICAN INDEPENDENCE,

IN WASHINGTON.--TO MR. WEIGHTMAN, MAYOR OF WASHINGTON.

MONTICELLO, _June 24, 1826_.

_Respected Sir:_ The kind invitation received from you, on the part of

the citizens of the city of Washington, to be present with them at

their celebration of the fiftieth anniversary of American

Independence, as one of the surviving signers of an instrument

pregnant with our own, and the fate of the world, is most flattering

to myself, and heightened by the honorable accompaniment proposed for

the comfort of such a journey. It adds sensibly to the sufferings of

sickness, to be deprived by it of a personal participation in the

rejoicing of that day. But acquiescence is a duty, under circumstances

not placed among those we are permitted to control. I should, indeed,

with peculiar delight, have met and exchanged there congratulations

personally with the small band, the remnant of that host of worthies,

who joined with us on that day, in the bold and doubtful election we

were to make for our country, between submission or the sword; and to

have enjoyed with them the consolatory fact, that our fellow-citizens,

after half a century of experience and prosperity, continue to approve

the choice we made. May it be to the world, what I believe it will be

(to some parts sooner, to others later, but finally to all), the

signal of arousing men to burst the chains under which monkish

ignorance and superstition had persuaded them to bind themselves, and

to assume the blessings and security of self-government. That form

which we have substituted, restores the free right to the unbounded

exercise of reason and freedom of opinion. All eyes are opened, or

opening, to the rights of man. The general spread of the light of

science has already laid open to every view the palpable truth, that

the mass of mankind has not been born with saddles on their backs, nor

a favored few booted and spurred, ready to ride them legitimately, by

the grace of God. These are grounds of hope for others. For ourselves,

let the annual return of this day, forever refresh our recollections

of these rights, and an undiminished devotion to them.

I will ask permission here to express the pleasure with which I should

have met my ancient neighbors of the city of Washington and its

vicinities, with whom I passed so many years of a pleasing social

intercourse; an intercourse which so much relieved the anxieties of

the public cares, and left impressions so deeply engraved in my

affections as never to be forgotten. With my regret that ill health

forbids me the gratification of an acceptance, be pleased to receive

for yourself, and those for whom you write, the assurance of my

highest respect and friendly attachments.

TH. JEFFERSON.

DAVID RAMSAY.

~1749=1815.~

DAVID RAMSAY was a native of Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, was

educated at Princeton, studied medicine at the University of

Pennsylvania, and removed to Charleston, S. C., for the practice of

his profession. He soon acquired celebrity both as a physician and as

a patriot in the Revolutionary struggles. He was a member of the

Council of Safety and a surgeon in the army. He was one of the forty

prominent citizens who were sent as hostages to St. Augustine at the

capture of Charleston in 1780 and kept for eleven months in close

confinement. His death was caused by wounds received from a maniac,

who shot him in the street for testifying as to his mental

unsoundness.

His second wife was Martha Laurens, daughter of Henry Laurens, who had

spent ten years in Europe and who was always active in intellectual

and benevolent pursuits. She assisted her husband in his writing and

prepared her sons for college. Two of their daughters long had an

excellent and celebrated school for girls in Charleston.

WORKS.

Orations; Medical Essays.

History of South Carolina.

Life of Washington.

Memoir of Martha L. Ramsay.

Universal History Americanized (12 volumes.)

[Illustration: ~Jasper Replacing the Flag.~]

Dr. Ramsay holds a high place as a historian, being characterized by

impartiality, a fine memory, a clear simple style, and a personal

knowledge of many of the persons and events he describes.

SERMON ON TEA, (1775).

Touch not, taste not, handle not.

BRITISH TREATY WITH THE CHEROKEES, 1755.

(_From History of South Carolina._)

In the course of eighty years, or about the middle of the eighteenth

century, the most valuable lands in the low country were taken up: and

settlements were gradually progressing westwardly on favorite spots in

the middle and upper country. The extinction of Indian claims by a

cession of territory to the king, was necessary to the safety of the

advancing settlers. This was obtained in 1755. In that year, Governor

Glen met the Cherokee warriors in their own country, and held a treaty

with them. After the usual ceremonies were ended, the governor made a

speech to the assembled warriors in the name of his king; representing

his great power, wealth, and goodness, and his particular regard for

his children, the Cherokees. He reminded them of the happiness they

had long enjoyed by living under his protection, and added, that he

had many presents to make them and expected they would surrender a

share of their territories in return. He informed them of the wicked

designs of the French, and hoped they would permit none of them to

enter their towns. He demanded lands to build two forts in their

country, to protect them against their enemies, and to be a retreat to

their friends and allies, who furnished them with arms, ammunition,

hatchets, clothes, and everything that they wanted.

When the governor had finished his speech, Chulochcullak arose, and in

answer spoke to the following effect:

"What I now speak, our father the great king should hear. We are

brothers to the people of Carolina, one house covers us all." Then

taking a boy by the hand, he presented him to the governor, saying,

"We, our wives, and our children, are all children of the great king

George; I have brought this child, that when he grows up he may

remember our agreement on this day, and tell it to the next

generation, that it may be known forever." Then opening his bag of

earth, and laying the same at the governor's feet, he said: "We freely

surrender a part of our lands to the great king. The French want our

possessions, but we will defend them while one of our nation shall

remain alive." Then delivering the governor a string of wampum, in

confirmation of what he said, he added: "My speech is at an end--it is

the voice of the Cherokee nation. I hope the governor will send it to

the king, that it may be kept forever."

SERGEANT JASPER AT FORT MOULTRIE, _28th June, 1776_.

(_From the History of South Carolina._)

The loss of the garrison was ten men killed and twenty-two wounded.

Lieutenants Hall and Gray were among the latter. Though there were

many thousand shots fired from the shipping, yet the works were little

damaged: those which struck the fort were ineffectually buried in its

soft wood. Hardly a hut or tree on the island escaped.

When the British appeared off the coast, there was so scanty a stock

of lead, that to supply the musketry with bullets, it became necessary

to strip the windows of the dwelling-houses in Charleston of their

weights. Powder was also very scarce. The proportion allotted for the

defence of the fort was but barely sufficient for slow firing. This

was expended with great deliberation. The officers in their turn

pointed the guns with such exactness that most of their shot took

effect. In the beginning of the action, the flag-staff was shot away.

Sergeant Jasper of the Grenadiers immediately jumped on the beach,

took up the flag and fastened it on a sponge-staff. With it in his

hand he mounted the merlon; and, though the ships were directing their

incessant broadsides at the spot, he deliberately fixed it. The day

after the action, President Rutledge presented him with a sword, as a

mark of respect for his distinguished valor. . . . .

On the third day after the action, the lady of Colonel Bernard Elliott

presented an elegant pair of colors to the second regiment, which had

so bravely defended Fort Moultrie. Her address on the occasion

concluded thus: "I make not the least doubt, under heaven's

protection, you will stand by these colors as long as they wave in the

air of liberty." In reply a promise was made that "they should be

honorably supported, and never should be tarnished, by the second

regiment." This engagement was literally fulfilled. Three years after

they were planted on the British lines at Savannah: one by Lieutenant

Bush who was immediately shot down; Lieutenant Hume in the act of

planting his was also shot down; and Lieutenant Gray in supporting

them received a mortal wound. The brave Sergeant Jasper on seeing

Lieutenant Hume fall, took up the color and planted it. In doing so,

he received a wound which terminated in death; but on the retreat

being ordered he brought the colors off with him. These were taken at

the fall of Charleston and are said to be now in the tower of London.

SUMPTER AND MARION.

(_From the Same._)

As the British advanced to the upper country of South Carolina, a

considerable number of the determined friends of independence

retreated before them and took refuge in North Carolina. In this

class was Colonel Sumpter; a gentleman who had formerly commanded one

of the continental regiments, and who was known to possess a great

share of bravery and other military talents. In a very little time

after he had forsaken his home, a detachment of the British turned his

wife and family out of doors, burned the house and everything that was

in it. A party of these exiles from South Carolina who had convened in

North Carolina made choice of Colonel Sumpter to be their leader. At

the head of this little band of freemen he soon returned to his own

State, and took the field against the victorious British. He made this

gallant effort at a time when the inhabitants had generally abandoned

the idea of supporting their own independence, and when he had every

difficulty to encounter. The State was no longer in a condition to

pay, clothe, or feed the troops who had enrolled themselves under his

command. His followers were, in a great measure, unfurnished with arms

and ammunition; and they had no magazines from which they might draw a

supply. The iron tools, on the neighboring farms, were worked up for

their use by common blacksmiths into rude weapons of war. They

supplied themselves, in part, with bullets by melting the pewter which

they were furnished by private housekeepers. They sometimes came to

battle when they had not three rounds a man; and some were obliged to

keep at a distance, till, by the fall of others, they were supplied

with arms. When they proved victorious they were obliged to rifle the

dead and wounded of their arms and ammunition to equip them for their

next engagement. . . . . .

General Francis Marion was born at Winyaw in 1733. His grandfather was

a native of Languedoc, and one of the many Protestants who fled from

France to Carolina to avoid persecution on the account of religion. He

left thirteen children, the eldest of whom was the father of the

general. Francis Marion, when only sixteen years of age, made choice

of a sea-faring life. On his first voyage to the West Indies he was

shipwrecked. The crew, consisting of six persons, took to the open

boat without water or provisions; . . . . they were six days in the

boat before they made land. Two of the crew perished. Francis Marion

with three others reached land. This disaster, and the entreaties of

his mother, induced him to quit the sea. . . . . .

On the approach of General Gates he advanced with a small party

through the country towards the Santee. On his arrival there he found

a number of his countrymen ready and willing to put themselves under

his command, to which he had been appointed by General Gates. This

corps afterwards acquired the name of Marion's brigade. . . In all

these marches Marion and his men lay in the open air with little

covering, and with little other food than sweet potatoes and meat

mostly without salt. Though it was the unhealthy season of autumn, yet

sickness seldom occurred. The general fared worse than his men; for

his baggage having caught fire by accident, he had literally but half

a blanket to cover him from the dews of the night, and but half a hat

to shelter him from the rays of the sun.

JAMES MADISON.

~1751=1836.~

JAMES MADISON, fourth president of the United States, was born at Port

Conway, Virginia, and was a graduate of Princeton, where he was a

profound and excellent student. He and Jefferson were always friends;

yet they differed in some political opinions, for Madison was a

Federalist, and he contributed many papers to the periodical of that

name.

In 1794 he married Mrs. Dorothy Payne Todd, a lady of extraordinary

beauty and rare accomplishments; and the reign of Mrs. Dolly Madison

at the White House is esteemed its most brilliant period. "Memoirs and

Letters of Dolly Madison," by her grand-niece, published in 1887 at

Boston, is a most interesting book.

President Madison died at his home "Montpelier," Orange County,

Virginia. See his Life, by W. C. Rives, and by Gay.

WORKS.

Madison Papers (3 vols.), [Debates of the Convention, 1789].

Unpublished Writings.

29 Papers in the "Federalist."

Professor Fiske says of Madison: "Among the founders of our nation,

his place is beside that of Washington, Jefferson, and Marshall; but

his part was peculiar. He was pre-eminently the scholar, the profound

constructive thinker, and his limitations were such as belong to that

character."

OPINION OF LAFAYETTE, (IN LETTERS TO JEFFERSON).

(_From Rives' Life of Madison._[4])

(_17 Oct., 1784._)--The time I have lately passed with the Marquis has

given me a pretty thorough insight into his character. With great

natural frankness of temper, he unites much address and very

considerable talents. In his politics, he says his three hobby-horses

are the alliance between France and the United States, the union of

the latter, and the manumission of the slaves. The two former are the

dearer to him, as they are connected with his personal glory. . . . .

. . .

(_20 August, 1785._)--Subsequent to the date of mine in which I gave

my idea of Lafayette, I had other opportunities of penetrating his

character. Though his foibles did not disappear, all the favorable

traits presented themselves in a stronger light, on closer inspection.

He certainly possesses talents which might figure in any line. If he

is ambitious, it is rather of the praise which virtue dedicates to

merit than of the homage which fear renders to power. His disposition

is naturally warm and affectionate, and his attachment to the United

States unquestionable. Unless I am grossly deceived, you will find his

zeal sincere and useful, whenever it can be employed on behalf of the

United States without opposition to the essential interests of France.

PLEA FOR A REPUBLIC, ALTHOUGH A NEW FORM OF GOVERNMENT.

(_From the "Federalist," 14th No._)

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