Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1842-09-09

owe, one to another trust that you may
receive the same attention, when you shall
require it."
As the night waned, the fatal symptoms
became more imminent. His breath be-
came more labored and suliocating, and his
voice soon after failed him. Pcrceiving his
end approaching, he Strengthened himself to
his full length, he folded his own hands in
the necessary attitude upon his chest-pla-
cling one of his fingers upon the pulse of the
left wrist, and thus calmly prepared, and
watching his own dissolution, he awaited
the summons of his Maker. The last faint
hope of his friends had disappeared. Mrs.
Washington Supplied with grief, sat at the
foot of the bed, her eyes fixed steadtastly
upon him; Dr. Craik in deep gloom, stood
with his face buried in his hands at the
6re-hs faithful black servant Christopher,
the tears uncontrolled trickling down his
face, on one side, took the last look OF his
dying master while Mr. Lear, i'll speechless
grief with folded hands, bent over his pillow
on the other. Nought broke the stiffness of
his last moments, but the suppressed sobs Of
the aliectionate servants collected on the
staircase; the tick of the large clock in the
ness, the last fleeing moments of his exis-
tence, and the low moan of the winter wind,
as it swept through the leailess snow COW
cred trees the laboring and weared spirit
drew nearer, and nearer, TO lis goal the
blood languidly coursed slower and more
slowly through its channels-the noble heart
stopped-struggled,s topped-nuttered-the
right hand slowly slid from the wrist, upon
which his finger had been placed-and the
manly eiligy of Washington was all that re-
manned, extended upon the death couch.
| We left that room, as those that leave a
sick room: a suppressed whisper alone es-
capped US, as, with sort of instructive ST.
lcncc and awe, we drew the door slowly aud
firmly to its place behind us We again de-
scend the antique staircase, and emerged
upon the lawn in front of the mansion
Passing through several coppices of trees,
we approached the sepulchre, where rest the
remains of his earthly semblance. In the
open arch of a vault composed of brick, Sc
cured and firmly protected by gates of open
iron work, where two large sarcophagi Of
white marble, in one of which, carved in
high relief, with the arms of the Republic,
were deposited the remains of him, "who
wisest in war, first in peace, and first in the
hearts of his countrymen." A marble slab,
set into the brick wall of the exterior, bear
ing in black letters simply this inscription
! "The remains of
Gen'l George Washington"
There rested all that was mortal ofthe man,
whose lustice-whose yirtue-whose patriot
sm-meet with no parallel in human history.
There, within the smoke of his own hearth
stone, moudered the remains Of that tower
ing form, whose spirit, whether in the bat
tie, or in the counci-hall, amid the fierce
discussions of public discord, or in the quiet
relations of social life, shone with the same
stern and spotess purity.
The Potomac glittered like silver between
the trees in the MONDAY sun at our feet the
soft mild breeze gently moved the leaves up
on the tree tops-the chirp of the wren-thc
drowsy hum of the locus;-the quick note
of the thrush as she hops from twig TO twig
was all that showed signs of life,-and
those huge sarcophagi lay still-motionless
far, far from voicelcss Oh my coun.
: trymen, never since he hath left us, hath il
so behooved us to listen, --"While our Faith.
, er's grave doth utter forth voice" We
were exceedingly struck and affected by the
truthfulncss of the "Sweet Swan of Avon
} as we saw above the sarcophagi free pas
! sage to which was open over the large iror
/ gates) the clayey nest of the martin or com
mon house-swallow, built in corner of tn,
ceiling, where in perfect security and con
fdence she fed her chrping brood, directly
5 over the head of the departed hero. Pure
indeed, was the air, "nimbly and sweetly'
: did it play upon our senses. Oh! Bard o
: England standing upon that hallowed spot
: the spirit of the unfortunate Banquo, wills
pered again to our memories, his words Il
l the murdered Duncan.
This castle hath pleasant seat the air
Nmbly and sweetly recommends itself
! Unto our gentle senses"
I guest Of summer,
The temple haunting martlet does approve,
BY his low d manslonry, that the heavens breath,
Smells knowingly here no iutty, freize, buttress,
. Nor coigne OF vantage, but this bird hath made
His pendent he'd and procreant cradle: Where the,
Most breed and haunt, have Observed the air
Is delicate
: We fingered long at the tomb, and will
reluctance withdrew, as the advancing da,
warned us of our homeward returning ride
: The setting sun, streaming in radiance
= through the trees, measured in long shadow
= the persons of the two men dismounting a
: the cottage door, from whence they had de
, parted so buoyant and joyous in its morn
. ing brightness. That setting sun, sinkin.
J beneath its gorgeous bed of crimson, gol,
t and purple, left those men more chastened
t true, more elevated, from their pilgrimag
: to the shrine of him whose name shall for
n ever be the watchword of human Liberty. S