CHAPTER XXI.

ACQUAINTANCE WITH PRESIDENT HOPKINS.--LETTERS.--AFFECTION FOR

BRATTLE-STREET CHURCH.--DEATH OF MRS. APPLETON.--LETTERS.--AMESBURY

CO.

At the commencement of the year 1844, President Hopkins, of Williams

College, delivered a course of lectures on the "Evidences of

Christianity," before the Lowell Institute, in Boston. Mr. Lawrence

had previously seen him, and had thought that he detected, in some

features of his face, a resemblance to the family of his first wife.

In allusion to this acquaintance, he writes to his son about this

period:

"President H. has the family look of your mother enough to belong

to them; and it was in consequence of that resemblance, when I

was first introduced to him many years ago, that I inquired his

origin, and found him to be of the same stock."

The acquaintance was renewed, and an intimacy ensued, which was not

only the cause of much happiness to Mr. Lawrence through the remainder

of his life, but was also the means of directing his attention to the

wants of Williams College, of which he eventually became the greatest

benefactor. An active and constant correspondence followed this

acquaintance, and was so much prized by Mr. Lawrence that he had most

of the letters copied, thereby filling several volumes, from which

extracts will from time to time be made. In one of his first letters

to that gentleman, dated May 11, he says:

"If, by the consecration of my earthly possessions to some

extent, I can make the Christian character practically more

lovely, and illustrate, in my own case, that the higher

enjoyments here are promoted by the free use of the good things

intrusted to me, what so good use can I make of them? I feel that

my stewardship is a very imperfect one, and that the use of these

good things might be extended profitably to myself; and, since I

have known how much good the little donation did your college, I

feel ashamed of myself it had not been larger,--at any rate,

sufficient to have cleared the debt."

To the same gentleman, who had informed Mr. Lawrence that an accident

had befallen a plaster bust of himself, he writes, under date of May

16:

"DEAR PRESIDENT: You know the phrase 'Such a man's head is full

of notions' has a meaning that we all understand to be not to his

credit for discretion, whatever else may be said of him. As I

propose throwing in a caveat against this general meaning, I

proceed to state my case. And, firstly, President H. is made

debtor to the Western Railroad Corporation for the transportation

of a barrel to Pittsfield. The bill is receipted, so that you can

have the barrel to-morrow by sending for it; which barrel

contains neither biscuit nor flour, but the clay image of your

friend. In the head are divers notions that my hand fell upon as

I was preparing it for the jaunt; and, when the head was filled

with things new and old, I was careful to secure the region under

the shoulders, especially on the _left side_, and near the heart,

by placing there that part of a lady's dress which designates a

government that we men are unwilling openly to acknowledge, but

is, withal, very conservative. Within its folds I wrapped up very

securely 'Pilgrim's Progress,' and stuffed the empty space

between my shoulders, and near my heart, _brim full_, I hope my

young friend will find a motive and a moral in the image and in

the book, to cheer him on in his pilgrimage of life."

* * * * *

"_July 22, 1844._--Sixty-seven years ago this day, my mother, now

living, was married; and, while standing up for the ceremony, the

alarm-bell rang, calling all soldiers to their posts. My father

left her within the hour, and repaired to Cambridge; but the

colonel, in consideration of the circumstances, allowed him to

return to Groton to his wife, and to join his regiment within

three days at Rhode Island. This he did, spending but a few hours

with his wife; and she saw nothing more of him until the last day

of the year, when he made her a visit. I have ordered a thousand

dollars paid to the Massachusetts General Hospital, to aid in

enlarging its wings, and to commemorate this event. The girls of

this day know nothing of the privations and trials of their

grandmothers."

On the same day with the above entry in his diary occurs another, in

which he alludes to assistance afforded to some young persons in

Brattle-street Church,--"sons of Brattle-street, and, as such,

assisted by me." Mr. Lawrence's early religious associations were

connected with this church, where, it is believed, he attended from

the first Sunday after his coming to Boston. With such associations,

and connected as they were with the most endeared recollections of

those who had worshipped there with him in early days, all that

pertained to this venerable church possessed a strong and abiding

interest. In this connection is quoted the beautiful testimony of his

pastor, the Rev. Dr. Lothrop, furnished in the funeral sermon

delivered by him, where he speaks of Mr. Lawrence's love for the

church, as well as of his religious character:

"The prominent feature in Mr. Lawrence's life and character, its

inspiration and its guide, was religion,--religious faith,

affection, and hope. He loved God, and therefore he loved all

God's creatures. He believed in Christ as the Messiah and Saviour

of the world, and therefore found peace and strength in his soul,

amid all the perils, duties, and sorrows of life. His religious

opinions lay distinct and clear in his own mind. They were the

result of careful reading and of serious reflection, and were

marked by a profound reverence for the Sacred Scriptures, and the

divine authority of Jesus Christ. A constant worshipper here

during the forty-six years of his residence in this city, for

more than forty years of this period a communicant, and for more

than ten a deacon of this church,--resigning the office, at

length, because of his invalid state of health,--he had strong

attachments to this house of God. 'Our venerable church,' he says

in one of his notes to me, 'has in it deeply impressive,

improving, instructive, and interesting associations, going back

to the early days of my worshipping there; and the prayers of my

friends and fellow-worshippers of three generations, in part now

belonging there, come in aid of my weakness in time of need; and

no other spot, but that home where I was first taught my prayers,

and this my domestic fireside, where my children have been taught

theirs, has the same interest as our own old Brattle-square

Church.'"

To an old business friend and acquaintance, Joshua Aubin, Esq., the

agent of the Amesbury Company, who had from the beginning been

associated with him in this first and favorite manufacturing

enterprise in which he had engaged, he writes on September 18, after

receiving a quantity of manufactured articles for distribution among

the poor:

"You are brought very near to me on such a day as this (when I am

shut up in the house), by your work as well as by your words.

"Now, as to your last consignment, I have derived, and expect to

derive, as much comfort and enjoyment from it as I ordinarily

should from a cash dividend on my shares. In truth, I am able to

employ these _odds and ends_ to such uses and for such persons as

will make me feel as though I were spared here for some use.

"For instance, I had a call from a most respectable friend

(president of one of the best colleges in the West) last week,

who agreed to come again this week to do some shopping as soon as

he got some money for preaching on Sunday, and look over my stock

of goods.

"I intend making him up a good parcel of your work, and, depend

on it, it is good seed, and will take root at the West. He says

that they have no money, but plenty of corn, and beef, and pork.

Corn pays for growing at ten cents a bushel, and will not bring

that in cash; and ten bushels will not pay for a calico gown, or

a flannel petticoat.

"With his large family of children, don't you think these _odds

and ends_ will come as a blessing? Besides, he is an

old-fashioned Massachusetts Whig; loves the old Bay State as well

as ever the Jews loved their State, and is, through his college

exercising an influence in ---- that no body of men in that State

can do; and will, in the end, bring them into regular line, as to

education and elevation of character. Send me some of your

flannels to give to Madam ---- for her family of one or two

hundred children in the Children's Friend Society.

"---- will give them over to these poor little destitute, unclad

creatures. They are taken and saved by this interesting society.

"A rainy day like this is the very time for me to work among my

household goods. Many a poor minister and his family, and many a

needy student at school or college, fare the better for your

spinning and weaving.

"I am living in my chamber, and on very close allowance. Every

day to me is a day of glorious anticipations, if I am free from

bodily suffering, and if my mind is free."

On another occasion he writes to the same gentleman:

"I have your letter and package; the cold of this morning will

make the articles doubly acceptable to the shivering and sick

poor among us. J. C.'s case is one for sympathy and relief.

Engage to supply him a hundred dollars, which I will hand to you

when you visit me; and tell the poor fellow to keep in good

heart, for our merciful Father afflicts in love, and thus I trust

that this will prove a stepping-stone to the mansions of bliss.

I shall never cease to remember with interest the veterans of

the A. F. Co. How are my friends B. and others of early days?

Also, how is old father F.? Does he need my warm outside coat,

when I get supplied with a better?

"After your call upon me a few weeks since, I went back in memory

to scenes of olden times, which had an interest that you can

sympathize in, and which I intended to express to you before

this; but I have had one of those admonitory ill turns since,

that kept me under the eye of the doctor for a number of days.

"In reviewing my beginnings in manufacturing, under your

recommendation and care, almost a quarter of a century ago, I can

see the men, the machines, the wheel-pit, and the speed-gauge,

and especially I can see our old friend W. lying on the bottom of

the pit, lamp in hand, with his best coat on, eying the wheels

and cogs as an astronomer makes observations in an observatory.

All these scenes are as fresh in my memory as though seen but

yesterday.

"Do you remember C. B., the brother of J. and G. B.? All three of

whom were business men here at the time you were, and all were

unfortunate. C. tried his; hand in ----, and did not succeed

there; returned to this country, and settled on a tract of land

in ----, where he has been hard at work for ten years, and has

maintained his family. His wife died a few months since. One

after another of his family sickened, and he became somewhat

straitened, and knew not what to do. He wrote to an old business

friend, who was his debtor, and who had failed, had paid a part

only, and was discharged thirty years ago, and who has since been

prosperous. He stated his case, and asked me to say a good word

for him. That person sent one half, and I sent the other half,

the day before Thanksgiving. It will reach him on Monday next,

and will make his eyes glisten with joy.

"Remember me to Capt. ---- and J. C, and B., and any other of the

veterans."

Sept. 23, Mr. Lawrence receives from an old debtor, once a clerk in

his establishment, a check for five hundred dollars, which a sense of

justice had induced him to send, though the debt of some thousands had

been long since legally discharged. On receiving it, he writes, in a

memorandum at the bottom of the letter received, to his brother and

partner:

"DEAR ABBOTT: I have the money. J. D. was always a person of

truth. I take the statement as true; but I had no recollection of

the thing till recalled by his statement. What say you to putting

this money into the life office, in trust for his sister?

Your affectionate brother,

AMOS."

"MEMORANDUM. _November 23._--Done, and policy sent to the

sister."

There are but few men, distinguished in public or private life, who

are burdened with an undue amount of praise from their contemporaries;

and yet this was the case with Mr. Lawrence, who was often chagrined,

after some deed of charity, or some written expression of sympathy, to

see it emblazoned, with superadded colors, in the public prints. Some

one had enclosed to him a newspaper from another city, which contained

a most labored and flattering notice of the kind referred to, to which

he writes the following reply:

"September, 1844.

"DEAR ----: I received the paper last evening, and have read and

re-read it with deep interest and attention. However true it may

he, it is not calculated to promote the ultimate good of any of

us; for we are all inclined to think full well enough of

ourselves; and such puffs should be left for our obituaries.

Truth is not always to be pushed forward; and its advocates may

sometimes retard it by injudicious urging. Such is the danger in

the present case. The writer appears to be a young man who has

received favors, and is laboring to repay them or secure more. He

has told the truth; but, as I before said, neither you nor I, nor

any one of our families, are improved or benefited in any degree

by it. God grant us to be humble, diligent, and faithful to the

end of our journey, that we may then receive his approval, and be

placed among the good of all nations and times!"

On the 29th. of October, Mrs. Appleton, his sister-in-law, and widow

of the Rev. Jesse Appleton, D.D., formerly President of Bowdoin

College, died at his house, after a lingering illness. In a letter to

his son, after describing her character and peaceful death, he says:

"With such a life and such hopes, who can view the change as any

other than putting away the fugitive and restless pleasures of an

hour for the quiet and fixed enjoyments of eternity? Let us,

then, my dear children, not look upon the separation of a few

short years as a calamity to be dreaded, should we not meet here

again in any other way than as we now meet. While I am here,

every joy and enjoyment you experience, and give us an account

of, is not less so to us than if we were with you to partake, as

we have done of all such heretofore; and, in this source of

enjoyment, few people have such ample stores. Three families of

children and grandchildren within my daily walk,--is not this

enough for any man? And here I would impress upon my grandsons

the importance of looking carefully to their steps. The

difference between going just right and a little wrong in the

commencement of the journey of life, is the difference between

their finding a happy home or a miserable slough at the end of

the journey. Teach them to avoid tobacco and intoxicating drink,

and all temptations that can lead them into evil, as it is easier

to prevent than to remedy a fault. 'An ounce of prevention is

worth a pound of cure.' I was going on to say that, according to

my estimate of men and things, I would not change conditions with

Louis Philippe if I could by a wish, rich as he is in the matter

of good children. I have a great liking for him, and a sincere

respect for his family, as they are reported to me; but I trust

that mine will not be tried by the temptations of great worldly

grandeur, but that they will be found faithful stewards of the

talents intrusted to them. Bring up your boys to do their work

first, and enjoy their play afterwards. Begin early to teach them

habits of order, a proper economy, and exact accountability in

their affairs. This simple rule of making a child, after he is

twelve years old, keep an exact account of all that he wears,

uses, or expends, in any and every way, would save more suffering

to families than can fairly be estimated by those who have not

observed its operation.

"And now, to change the subject," he writes Nov. 15, "we have got

through the elections, and are humbled as Americans. The

questions affecting our local labor, produce, and pecuniary

interests, are of small moment, compared with that of annexing

Texas to this Union. I wrote a brief note yesterday to our friend

Chapman, late Mayor of the city, and a member of the Whig

Committee, which speaks the language of my heart. It was as

follows:

"'MY DEAR SIR: The result of the election in Massachusetts is

matter of devout and grateful feelings to every good citizen,

and, so far as pride is allowable, is a subject of pride to every

citizen, whatever his politics; for, wherever he goes, and

carries the evidence of belonging to the old Bay State, he may be

sure of the respect of all parties. This glorious result has not

been wrought "without works;" and for it we, the people, are

greatly indebted to your committee. So far as may be needed, I

trust you will find no backwardness on our part in putting

matters right. I bless God for sparing my life to this time; and

I humbly beseech him to crown your labors with success in future.

If Texas can be kept off, there will be hope for our government.

All other questions are insignificant in comparison with this.

The damning sin of adding it to this nation to extend slavery

will be as certain to destroy us as death is to overtake us. The

false step, once taken, cannot be retraced, and will be to the

people who occupy what rum is to the toper. It eats up and

uproots the very foundation on which Christian nations are based,

and will make us the scorn of all Christendom. Let us work, then,

in a Christian spirit, as we would for our individual salvation,

to prevent this sad calamity befalling us.'"

Extracts from the Diary and Correspondence of the Late Amos Lawrence; with a brief account of some incidents of his life · 第 21 / 40 章