CHAPTER XXVIII.

REFLECTIONS.--VIEWS ON HOLDING OFFICE.--LETTERS.--CAPTAIN A. SLIDELL

McKENZIE.--DEATH OF BROTHER, AND OF HON. J. MASON.

"_Jan. 1, 1848._--In reviewing the scenes and the business of the

past year, I have continued evidence of that mercy which a Father

bestows on his children, and a louder call to yield more fully

than I ever yet have done to the teachings he designs. Many

things that seem dark, of which the reasons are not understood,

will be made clear at the right time. It is manifest that my

stewardship is not so far well done as to permit me to fold my

arms and feel easy. No: my life is spared for more work. May its

every day be marked by some token that shall meet Thine approval,

when the final call shall come!"

(TO PRESIDENT HOPKINS.)

"BOSTON, March 9.

"This religious awakening among your college students is among

the blessings that our Father vouchsafes to his servants who

labor faithfully in their work; and I can see his hand as plainly

in it as though it were thrust before my face as I write this

sentence. Let us, then, bless his holy name, and thank him, as

disciples and followers of Christ the Beloved; and urge upon

these young men to come forward, as doves to their windows. If my

life and my trusteeship have been in any manner instrumental in

this good work in your college, it will be matter of grateful

thanksgiving while I live. Mrs. L. and myself both felt our

hearts drawn out to you as we read your letter; and we commend

you, and the good work of guiding these interesting young

Christians in the ways and the works that lead to that blessed

home to which our loved ones have been called, and to which we

hope to be welcomed. To his grace and guidance we commend all

things touching this onward and upward movement. I have been

under the smarting-rod a few days within the past fortnight.

Severe pain took all my courage and light-heartedness out of me,

and made me a sorry companion; and my friends, seeing me in my

every-day dress, would hardly know me in this sombre garb. Again,

dear friend, I bid you God-speed in the good work; and, at last,

may you receive the 'Well done' promised to the faithful!"

In the presidential campaign of 1848, the Hon. Abbott Lawrence was

made a prominent candidate of the Whig party for the Vice-Presidency;

and, in the convention which assembled at Philadelphia in June, was

voted for, and received but one vote short of that which would have

secured the nomination. Mr. Fillmore, it will be recollected, was the

successful candidate. During the canvass, a gentleman, editing a

newspaper which strongly advocated the nomination of Taylor and

Lawrence, addressed a very courteous letter to Mr. Amos Lawrence,

asking for aid in supporting this movement, which he supposed he would

of course be deeply interested in. The reply is given here, as an

illustration of his views in regard to holding high political office:

"DEAR SIR: In reply to yours, this moment handed me, I state that

my income is so reduced, thus far, this year, that I am compelled

to use prudence in the expenditure of money, and must therefore

decline making the loan. If my vote would make my brother

Vice-President, I would not give it, as I think it lowering his

good name to accept office of any sort, by employing such means

as are now needful to get votes. I hope 'Old Zack' will be

President.

"Respectfully yours,

A. L."

To President Hopkins he writes, April 15:

"What should we do, if the Bible[13] were not the foundation of

our system of self-government? and what will become of us, when

we wilfully and wickedly cast it behind us? We have all more than

common reason to pray, in the depths of our sins, God be merciful

to us sinners. The efforts made to lessen respect for it, and

confidence in it, will bring to its rescue multitudes who

otherwise would not have learned how much they owe it. The 'Age

of Reason,' fifty years ago, told, on the whole, in advancing

truth, by bringing to its support the best minds of Christendom.

I hope it may be so now. This is a theme for your head and heart

and pen. No man in New England can make a deeper mark. What say

ye? The Bible is our great charter, and does more than all

others, written or unwritten."

"W. C. writes from N., asking me to loan him three thousand

dollars to buy a farm, and to improve his health and mind;

stating that he is a cripple, but wants to do something for the

world."

"That man may last, but never lives,

Who much receives, but nothing gives,

Whom none can love, whom none can thank,

Creation's blot, creation's blank."

[13] In looking over the list of Life Directors of the American Bible

Society, made such by the payment of one hundred and fifty dollars

each, there are found at least ten who are known to have been

constituted by Mr. Lawrence.

(TO PRESIDENT HOPKINS.)

"BOSTON, June 12, 1848

"MY DEAR FRIEND: Only think what changes a few weeks have

produced in Europe, and the probable effects upon this country.

It seems now certain that vast numbers will emigrate here, rich

and poor, from the continent and from England. The question for

us is, How shall we treat them? It is certain that foreigners

will come here. We have land enough for them, but have not the

needful discipline to make them safe associates in maintaining

our system of government. Virtue and intelligence are our

platform; but the base passions of our country have been

ministered to so abundantly by unscrupulous politicians, that our

moral sense has been blunted; and these poor, ignorant foreigners

are brought into use for selfish purposes, and the prospects for

the future are appalling. Yet a ray of light has just broken in

upon us by the nomination of General Taylor for President; and my

belief is, he is the best man for the place who can be named,

with any prospect of success. He is not a politician, but a

plain, straight-forward, honest man, anxious to do his duty in

all his relations. As to my brother's nomination for

Vice-President, I am thankful they did not make it in convention:

he is in a higher position before the country than he would be if

chosen Vice-President. His course has been elevated and

magnanimous in this matter; for he might, by his personal

influence and efforts, have received the nomination.

"ADDITIONAL.--It is now almost two, P. M., and I have but just

returned from Mount Auburn. The visit has been deeply

interesting, on many accounts, and has almost unfitted me to

finish this letter. However, there is nothing in the visit but

what ought to make me thankful that my treasures, though removed,

are secured; and, if my poor efforts can bring me again into

their society through the blessed Saviour, I ought not allow this

gush of feeling to unman me."

A few days later, he writes to the same friend:

"I have not as yet heard of the examination of yesterday at the

Lawrence Academy, which son. A. A. attended, but hope for a good

report. In truth, I feel as if that school and your college are

to go hand in hand in making whole men for generations to come.

There is a pleasant vision which opens to me when I look forward

to the characters that the academy and the college are to send

forth for the next hundred years. I bless God for my old home,

and the great elm in front, which has a teaching and a

significance that I shall endeavor to make use of in training my

grandchildren and dear ones of my family connection. How

important, then, that our places of education be sustained, as

supplying the pure and living streams that shall irrigate every

hill and valley of this vast empire, and train men to know and do

their duty! I will not quarrel with a man's Presbyterian,

Episcopal, or Baptist creed, so be he will act the part of a good

soldier of Christ; for I verily believe great multitudes, of all

creeds, desire to serve him faithfully."

"_Aug. 23._--T. G. sent me a paper this morning, having many

names on it, with a polite note. The paper I returned without

reading; telling him I did not read such, or hear stories, and

must be excused. He took the answer in high dudgeon, and sent

another note, saying he had mistaken me, and desired that his

first note should be returned. I wrote upon it that I lived by

the day and hour, an invalid, and, for two years, had adopted

this course, and had treated bishops, clergymen, and laymen, with

the fewest words; that I intended no disrespect, and begged his

pardon if I had done anything wrong. I also told him this course

was urged upon me by my medical adviser; but, with all my care,

there is now an average of six applications a day through the

year."

Mr. Lawrence had, many years previous to this date, formed an

acquaintance with Captain Slidell McKenzie, of the United States Navy,

which had been continued, and was a source of mutual pleasure. Among

other relics in the possession of the writer, is a cane of palm-wood,

presented by Capt. McKenzie, on his return from Mexico as commander of

the United States Steamship "Mississippi," to Mr. Lawrence, who had

caused to be engraven upon it, on a silver plate, the following

inscription:

ALEXANDER SLIDELL McKENZIE TO AMOS LAWRENCE.

1845.

PALM-WOOD FROM THE BANKS OF THE TOBASCO RIVER.

FROM THE UNITED STATES NAVAL COMMANDER WHO WAS NOT AFRAID

TO DO HIS DUTY WHEN LIFE WAS REQUIRED AT THE YARD-ARM.

The latter part of the inscription is in allusion to the course which

Capt. McKenzie felt obliged to adopt in the mutiny on board the United

States Brig "Somers," in 184--.

On Sept. 15, he thus notices the death of that officer in his diary:

"This, morning's newspapers give the intelligence that the

excellent and accomplished Capt. McKenzie died at Sing Sing, N.

Y., two days ago. He fell from his horse by an affection of the

heart; and died almost instantly. Thus has departed a man whom I

esteemed as among the best and purest I am acquainted with, and

whose character should be a treasure for his family and the

nation. I think him a model officer and a good Christian."

* * * * *

"_Oct. 11._--

CANADIAN BOAT-SONG.

'Faintly as tolls the evening chime,

Our voices keep tune, and our oars keep time;

Soon as the woods on shore look dim,

We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn.

Row, brothers, row: the stream runs fast,

The rapids are near, and daylight's past.'

I first heard this song sung and played on the piano by ----,

afterwards Mrs. ----, at her house in ---- street, in 1809. The

song rang in my ears sweetly for weeks, as I was taken down with

fever the next morning. I never think of it but with delight."

"_Oct. 15._--My brother William died on Saturday, Oct. 14, at

three, P. M., in the sixty-sixth year of his age; and my brother

Mason died only five hours afterwards, in his eighty-first

year,--within three doors of each other. Both were very dear to

me in life, and both are very dear to me in death; and, in God's

good time, I trust that I shall meet them again, not subject to

the ills and changes of my present abode."

In a letter of the same date to a friend, he says:

"My letter of last Tuesday will have prepared you for the sad

intelligence in this. Brother William continued without much

suffering or consciousness till two o'clock yesterday, and then

ceased breathing, without a groan. Yesterday morning, the hand of

death was manifestly upon Brother Mason, who was conscious to

objects around, and requested C. to pray with him; and, when

asked if he understood what was said, answered, 'Yes,' and

expressed by words and signs his wants and feelings. He continued

in a quiet, humble, and hopeful frame, we judge, until just eight

o'clock, when, with a single gasp and a slight noise, his mighty

spirit passed out of its immense citadel of clay, to join the

throng of the loved ones gone before. Brother W. was in his

sixty-sixth year, Brother M. in his eighty-first; and both were

such men as we need, true as steel in all good works and words.

Mr. M. was never sick a day to disable him from attending to his

professional and public duties in fifty years, and, until within

a short time, never confined a day to his house by illness. On

the last Sunday evening, I passed a most refreshing half-hour

with him. He appeared as well as he had done for a year; inquired

very particularly into Brother W.'s state; expressed the opinion

that his own time was near at hand, and a hope that he might be

taken without losing his mental and bodily powers. He remarked

that protracted old age, after the loss of power to give and

receive comfort, was not to be desired. He has often expressed

to me the hope that he should be taken just as he has been. Have

we not reason to praise and bless God in taking, no less than in

sparing, these honored and loved ones?"

Extracts from the Diary and Correspondence of the Late Amos Lawrence; with a brief account of some incidents of his life · 第 28 / 40 章