[Illustration: William Macrae]
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The tomb of Franklin—if a palm flag-stone with the earth can be so
called—is concealed from the public view by a venerable brick wall at
the corner of Fifth and Mulberry streets, Philadelphia. The remains of
the lightning philosopher are deposited there in the old burial ground
belonging to Christ Church. An appropriate monument has been
accidentally reared above them, in the shape of a telegraphic post, and
the lightning is at constant play over, if not under the eye of the man
who first chained it to the earth.
Stephen and his Adult Pupil.