Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1841-1853, 1845-07-10

we make thd following extract:
In the month of July, 1924, the body Of Lord By
ron was brought from Missolonghi TO England, and
on being landed from the "Florida," was removed to
the house of Sir Edward Knatchbnll, who then resided
in Great George street, Wesiminister. At the house
Of Sir Edward it lay in state for two days, and was
visited by hundreds Of persons who paid their last
tribute to the genius of the mighty slumberer, by gaz-
ing on his cofiin-lid- After the laying in state had
terminated, 1t was found necessary to move the body,
for the purpose Of placing il In a better constructed
leaden coffin than that which had been prepared in
Greece. A friend of mine happened to know the un-
dertaker, and kindly offered to procure me admission
to the chamber where the removal of the body was to
be effected-an offer which, / need not say, | gladly
accepted. Accordingly, on the afternoon OF the llth
of July, I proceeded to Sir Edward Knatchbull's and
found three or four gentlemen, attracted thlther, like
myself. to witness the solemn face OF the poet, Tor the
last time, ere it should be shut up in the darkness of
death. Mr.. Rodgers. the author of the pleasures of
Memory" Mr., now Sir John Cam Hobhouse, and
John Hanson, Esq, (the two latter Lord Byron's ex-
ecutors,) and one or two others, whose names / did
not learn, were present.
The body lay in the dressing room, on the first sto-
fy, which was hung with black cloth and lighted with
wax candles. Som after my arrival the work of
opening the coffin commenced. This was soon effect
ed, and when the last covering was removed, we be-
held the face of the illustriOus dead
"AIl cold and all serene"
Were to live a thousand years, I should never,
never forget that moment. For years | had been in
innate with the mind of Byron. His wondrous works
had thrown a charm around my daily paths, and with
att the enthusiasm Of youth | had almost adored bis
genius. With his features, through the medium of
paintings, | had been familiar from my boyhood and
now far more beautiful, even in death. than my most
vivid fancy had ever pictured, there they lay In mar
bic repOse.
The body was not attired in the most awful of all
habillments-a shroud. 1t was wrapped in a blue
cloth cloak, and the throat and head were uncovered.
The former was beautifully moulded. The head OF
the poet was covered with short. crisp curling locks,
slightly streaked with gray hairs, especially over the
temples, which were ample and free from hair, as we
see in the portraits. The face had nothing of death
about tit was neither sunken nor discolored in the
least, but of a dead, marble whiteness--the express
sion was that of stern repOse. How classlcally beau
it'll was the curved upper lip and chin. | fancied
the nose appeared as if it was not in harmony with
the other features; but it might possibly have been a
little ~disfgured by the process of embalming. The
forehead was high and broad-indeed, the whole head
was extremely ~large--it must have been SO, to con-
tain the brain of such capacity.
But what struck me most was the exceeding
beauty of the profile, as | observed when the
head was lifted, in the operation of removing the
corpse. 1t was perfect in its way and seemed
like a production of Phidias. Indeed it far more re-
sembled an exquisite piece of sculpture than the face
of the dead-so still, so sharply defined, so marble
like in its repOse. / caught the view of it but for a
moment, yet it was long enough to have 1t stamped
upon my memcry as
"a thing Of beauty
which poor Keats tells us is ga JOY forever"
1t is indeed a melancholy JOY to have gazed upon
the face of the poet. AS Washington Irving says Of
the old sexton who crept into the vault where Shak-
speare was entonbed, and there behold the dust of
ages at was something even to have seen the dust
of Byron"
MARRIED LIFE Deceive not in small things nor
In great. One little single lie, has, before now, dis
turbed a whole married life. A small cause has often
great consequences. Fold not the arms together and
sit idle. sLaziness is the Devils cushion Do not
run much from home. Ones own health is of more
worth than gold. Many a marriage, my friends, be-
gins like the rosy morning, and then falls away like
a snow wreath. And why, my friends ! Because
the married pair neglect to be as well pleasing to each
other after marriage as before. Endeavor always,
my children, to please, one another E; but at the same
time keep God in your thoughts. Lavish not all your
love On to-day, for remember marriage has its on to-
morrow, likewise, and Its day after tomorrow too.
Spare, as one may say, fuel for winter Consider,
my daughters, what the word TVe expresses. The
married women is her husbands domestic faith in
her hand he must be able to entrust her to the key of
his heart, as well as the key of his eating room.
His and bis home are in her keeping--his well being
is in her hand, Think of this And you, sons, be
faithful husbands, and good fathers of families. Act
that your wives shall esteem, and love you.-Miss
Bremen
The question of Free trade is not a mere question
u 6OAAAA1 aAo 1OANS 1NfON tAC CAoE0 oN0 Nh0N aCC
1t assumes a broader and noblcr bearing. 1t is con-
nected with the great movement Of nations towards a
condition of higher civilization and refinement. The
policy Of commercial restriction is the old policy of
barbarism, and let Its advocates preach as long and
as they may-they might even show that it was for
the advantage of a particular nation--yet the deep
instincts of the human mind, every day struggling
for free institutions IN the state, repel the narrow and
selfish sentiments upon which it is founded. No prin-
ciple of natural reason is clearer, than that which
fEuf Cod hos oNopfoI flo uaf.on nf fo oo.l,I
to a constant and unrestricted intercourse with each
other, by which alone the varied blessings of existence
are widely and equally distributed. Commerce may
be compared to the circulating system of the human
body. 1t cannot be DISTRACTED in any part without
2aisying or CONFUSING more or less the whole econo-
MY. " Post.
A VALID MINIsTRY-I go to church to be convinced
Of what is true, and be warned with love of what is
good and he who thus helps me is a true minister,
no matter from what school, consistory. or eclesiasti-
cal body be comes. He carries his commission In his
soul. Do not say that his ministry has no validity
because Rome, or Geneva, Lambeth, or Andover, or
Princeton, has not laid hands on him. What! has
he not opened mine eyes to see, and reused my con-
science to reprovef As | have heard hun, has not my
heart burned within me, and have | not, silently,
given myself to God with new humility and love 2
Have not been pierced by his warnings, and softened
BY bis looks and tones Of love! Has he not taught
and helped me to deny myself, to conquer the world,
to do good to a foe! Has he done this, and yet has
his ministry no validity !'-Channing.
THE EYES OF INsEcTs-How wonderfully construct
ed is this beautiful organ of insect visionl How adj
nirably adapted to the necessities of insect life The
gaudy dragon fly, presenting, as he does, such a con-
s%picuous and tempting show Of colors to the active