The voice of freedom. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1839-1848, 1847-08-12
~ feel like orc
Who treads alone,
Some banquet hall deserted +;
Whose lights are fed,
Whose garland5 dead,
And all but he doparted.N


And all but he departed"
But must hasten to that part of my story
which is uppermost in my recollection
Where now are the inmates Of this mansion ?
Where are they who guided and nurtured
this Institution III its incipiency, and who left
it only when it had no existence? Where is
he "intcger cttU SceleriSqHe pUruS" whose pro-
tecting arm was stretched over it, till disease
had palSied his own energies, and unncrvcd
his vigor? Where is the companion of his
bosom, the guardan-spirt of his success ? and
where are many who loved and cherished
them both, and who were with us all in our
going out and our coming in? ?"
sweep, but thy tears cannot number the dead
The first smiling summer Of this institution S
existence brings with it in its shadowy re-
mombrancc, Qor though the events were in
the order of time but as yesterday, lis recol-
lcctons seem, to those interested, ratl or" like
to fleeting drcan,) the sudden, mcmentary
and to the weeping circle Of friends, saddcn-
inc event Of the death Of Mrs. 3 the mother
Of the interesting lady that has been already
mentioned.
In the sumner of 1915, the AGENT Of the
Institution in New York, daily visitor at the
school, and long intimately connected with
its concerns, was most unexpectedly cut down
in the midst Of health and yigor, and with less
than single days illness lie was the ttlthcr
Of the Same 5ercaycd lady: and there arc
many in the Empire city who were acquaint-
cd with the remarkable energy and activity
the indontable firmncss and perseverance,
and the acknowledged business talent Of DR..
z. 4. Bigclow. lis son, who had but 4
week before graduated at Yale College with
Distinguished honcr-a young gentleman Of
excellent calonts, thorough scholarship, and
most engaging disposition, was even then in
h;ated with an incipent consumption, which
was slowly, but efcctually prcying upon his
system, until he sank with great suddcnncas,
& before his disease appeared seated, a victim
to the same relentless destroyer in the follow
ing February lie died where he had
lived, within the walls Of the school. In April
O84G) the health of MIR. LcRow was so far
beyond the reach of medical aid, that he
brought his Institution 10 q close, and hoped
by relaxation and the society Of valued friends
to renew that strength which it was in vain to
seek in the arduous duties Of his station. But
what a winter was that previous to the close
Of the school "Thcrc falls over my mem
Dry now glare Of light like the first beams of
the sun into the long-closcd apartment OF
Iconyalcsaont patient, returning the darkness
Of bitter hours, and calling back their agony."
stood almost alone untouched by the rude
hand Of disease. Let the silence Of darkness
rest upon this portion of my tale
Mr.. LcI,ow retired to Boston, and on the
succeeding July, surrounded by friends whom
he loved, broathpd out in composurc and tran
guilty, the life which he had craced by his
genius and his many virtues. 1T about this
same period, more than one who had been
assiduous and faithful in their respective
spheres Of duty as domesacs in his household,
were also called to their long account
And J would here do honor to the mcm-
Dry Of noble, upright, aud manly pupil OF
this seminary, who had for some time graced
it with bis presence, and assisted in sustain
ing it by the valued influence Of his distin-
guiahod father; and who, by an affective dis
pensation of Providence, was called to the
grave during the same cventfll summer, |
aliudc to that interesting and high-mindcd
young gentleman, Don Urbeliino de Alvea1,
who was accdcntly drowned while bathing in
the Potomac, at Georgetown, d. g., whose
untimely end brought sadness and distress up
on a bercaved family, and wrought sympathy
and grief in many fond associate.
But the tale Of sorrow is not yet ended
w llnln inc IlOIJn ldSJ past, inc lONcu ana
cherished, but distracted and distressed lady
of Mr. H., worn down by her many, her I'M
numbered and accumulated woes, sunk, vast I
ed, feeble, hcart-brokcn, to the grave, and
found in death alone a solace for the ills Of
troubled, tcmpcst-tosscd, biliowy career
Grief, deep, heartfelt grief had fastened her
disease, and she, too, a victim to consumption
has gone to her rest; bcreaycd in life, but
cheerful, happy in doath--this last sm'cicor of
her fathers family, has departed; and now
as watchful, ministering spirit is lowering
around her two tender orphans yet in the
early spling-tde Of their existence,
Mother, father, brother, husband, wife =
and all in such a narrow space Of time!
But few weeks before Mrs, LIS death, she |
had been apprized Of the deceaso of one who
had acted as agent for this institution since .
the death of her lamcnted father, and whose
face was long familiar to every inmate of the
house.
Such, within this brief period, is the "bill
of mortality" To the mass of readers it has
no interest BY some, plain and blunt, and
homely as is my story, it will be read with
cagerncss because it is Il record of TRUTH
fresh in their minds For such 1t Is written
with others let it fall on heavy cars. Let it
90 " Ad locum umJrdru1R, nocti, SomniSquc So
porn" But for those interested | write it,
and to crafty n longing desire of rendering
homage to many virtuous and noble spiris in