State journal & flag. [volume] (Tuscaloosa, Ala.) 1843-1846, 1846-10-16
From lke Baltimore Patrol.
The Loved and Lost.

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ton, by which lady passenger and two
! children were drowned. We have since
learned that the lady was Mrs. Watt, Tor.
merly of Cincinnati, and daughter of cur
late and venerable fellow citizen Il. s.
Thomas. She was on her return from
Calcutta for the purpose of educaingl her
children, and was shi wrecked on the Cen
TOO on the night of the ~ Of April, at
S!ruy's Bay. near the Cape Of Good Hope.
Three Of the crew Of the Gan,oo were also
drowned.
"Many who may not recognize the de-
ceased as Mrs. Watt. will remember her as
the beautiful and brilliant Frances Ann Tho
mas. Previous to her marriage che was the
idol oil her near connections and relatives,
the light and liz. of the circle in which she
moved, and an object of warm regard to all
who were fortunate enough to enjoy her
intimate friendship. By her most dis.
trassing death The 'dark unfaikomed caves
of ocean nave added to them "a gem of
'urest ray serene : and an aching void
has been lett in many heart. "-Cihcin-
natti Gazette.
Many readers of the Patriot doubtless
remember our late fellow citizen, Z. 8. Tho.
mas, Esq. the father of this lamented lady.
Mr.. E. having accumulated a large for
lune in Charleston, South Carolina, during
our war with Great Britain, removed to
Baltimore and invested The proceeds of his
talents and industry in real estate, when the
mania for such investments was general
among our citizens. In the revulsion which
followed. his large possessions were sacri-
feed, and ut period when most men seek
for ease ana retiremsnt, he was compelled
to exert all his energies to support large
and dependent family, which had been nc.
customed TO all the elegancies and comforts
of life. Possessing great energy of charac.
ter he emegratcd to the West-transpor,
ing his family, which had entered our city
in a chariot and four horses, TO that region
of promise in a four.horse wagon, whilst
he, on foot, ploddcd his weary way beside
them. We said all oil his family; we
should have excepted his son, +. W. Tho
mas, Esq, then u student Of law in. this
city, and who soon after embarked on that
arduous profession with the most brilliant
hopes of success. 1t was during his toll
some $40 I'm in the outer ,uf sot Themis
that he found leisure 10 write his celebrated
novel of " Clinton Bradshaw" Of which it
is said, he made one of our distinguished
lawyers The type Of his hero. But notwth-
standing the glorious future promised to our
young lawyer, his attachments to his family,
and especially 10 his beloved sister Frances,
was such that he determined TO join them.
twas whilst descending the Ohio river that
he wrote that short and beautiful poem,
entitled "The Emigrant," in which the soul
Of the poet is reflected like the soft and
aweet shadows which ever rest upon its
waters. How deep and heartfelt must have
been his love for tina, sister towards whom
it was bearing him, which thus gushes from
his oyercharged heart:
awe both are pilgrims. Wild and winding river.
Both wandering onward to the boundess West
But thou art given by the good All Giver,
Blessing land to be in turn most blest:
While, like leafborne insect, floating by,
Chanceful and changefu is my destiny:
needs must follow where thy currents lave
Perchance to find home, or else, peichance
grave.
Yet dost thou benr me on TO one I've loved
From boyhood's thoughtlessness TO manhood's
thought,
In oil the changes Of our lives unmoved-
That young affection no regre, has brought;
Beloved one when l seem Fortunes slave,
Reckless and wrecked upon the maynard wave,
Bright Hope, the halcyon, rises over the sea,
Calming the troubled waye-bearing my heart to
thee.
Alas, we parted: what a bitter sorrow
Clings TO The memory of our last embrace!
No JOY to-day, no promise of tomorrow,
No idol image shall usurp thy place:
For thee my hottest hope Is upward given
My love Tor thee is with my love for heay'n.
A dedication Of my heart to thine,
With God to smile on both, and consecrate the
shrine.
Our home, when last saw it, was all lone:
Yetmy affections peopled it with those
Whose sunny smiles upon my boyhood shone;
Then came realy-the heart spring froze
There was the stream, the willow, and the wild
wood
Where, emuons OF height, in playing childhood, =.
With heart encrcled, on the beachen tree,
Dear one, carved thy name-but then thou vert
with me.
Thou vert my nurse in many an hour Of pain.
My comforter in many an hour Of sadness:
Thou vert the one who joyed most in its gadness,
Ay, more than nurse, and more than comioricr--
Thou taught my errng spirit not to err.
Gave il softness Nature had not given,
As now the blessed moon make earth resemble
heaven"
But, alas. for the vanity Of human hopes,
that beloved form which he held to his heart
on the banks of the Ohio, now slumDers
amidst the corul groves Of an eastern ocean,
and will not awake again until the last
trump shall bid tho earth and the sen give
up their dead. w. o. N.
|. o. o. Fin Philadelphia, the great
fete Of the l7lh was he.Odd Fellows cele.
bration. The procession formed into line
al an early hour. and commenced marching
at IL o'clock. 1t was truly magnificent
spectacle. Accounts state there were about
fifteen thousand persons IN the line, all cos
tuned in appropriate regalia, many OF whom
bore richly ornamented flags. banners, &C.,
besides other unique emblems of the order.
Accompanying the various divisions were
bands Of music, which swelled their richest
strains. A very large number Of strangers
from The surrounding country were specta.
tors of this gorgeous scene. The streets