The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1836-1851, 1848-11-22
From the Baptist Record.
FRANKLIN'S RESTING PLACE.

"Such was his WORTH his loss was eucb,
We cannot love too well, or greve too much"
In the corner of the burying ground, best
known as Chrlst's Church yard, Philadel-
phia, repose the remains of the philosopher
Franklin. Oh entering the yard from Arch
street attention will unavoldly be directed
to his humble tomb by a we'll lrodden path
which leads from the gate to the marble
slab which bears The simple inscription.
which will a, once strike the behoder with
wonder, viz: "Bcnj amin and Deborah Frank
Iin." With wonder. say, because we are
accustomed 10 sec the stones covering the
The ,enemerts Of great men inscribed with
eulogiums; but the one we are how behold
ing has nothing but the words at bove quoted,
and the year in which il was placed there.
And this is the grave of a man who might
once have been seen, runaway boy, in the
streets of Philadelphia. seeking employment
as printer; and again, as editor and ProPrI-
e,or OF the United States Gazette, long so
ably conducted by MIR. Chandler. Once
trying experiments with SIMPLE paper kite,
again, astonishing the world with the
discoveries made through its instrument
laIi'v. Once in England as deceived jour.
newman printer, again, as Minister from an
independent Republic. Once in his work
shop as laboring menchanic; again in the
halls of legislation, advocating the cause OF
freedom. and urging an oppressed people TO
! rise and drive the British Lion from our for
cs,s. Yes he was one of those who signed
away their lives, fortunes and honors, it ne
cessary, for the welfare of their iellowcItl-
zens. But all this could not save him from
the hand Of death. Though the philosopher
and the statesman must liz as low as the less
favored, vet the circumstances connected
with the lives of those whose motto was
"non sbi scd palrie," possess charms which
all can appreciate and all love to cherish.
We read his name on the marble slab
ponder over his virtues, and mourn his loss.
as of dear friend. We stand arouni his
grave, anl think how many have gazed with
reverence upon that stone. and our eyes be-
come fixed upon it as though it possessed an
endcarng charm. We look back on his lite
and deeds. and when we remember that a
nation wept when Franklin died, wo cannot
refrain from dropping a tear over his last
abode.
No towering monument rears its head
above the clouds where the first beams ot
the rising sun will gild his name; but that
name is inscribed in characters not easily tn
be erased, on every liber,y-loving heart. and
So long as philosophy continues to be a SCI
cnce, benevolence a virtue, and liberty the
wa,ch-wo Of the American people, will
his memory be cherished and his name be
honored.
Worm IN THE WHEAT.-An extract OF a
letter from Loudoun co., Va, to the Alex
Gazette, says that there is worm there
which is destroying all the wheat, something
entiry out Of the common order OF things.
A SMART BoY.-We once knew boy
who said that he liked "a good RAINY day
too rainy to go to school, and just RAINY
enough TO 90 fishing"
A droIl story is going the rounds, ot ar
hnest old farmer who, attempting to drive
home a bu got suddenly hoistcd over tht
fence. Recovering himself, he saw the anI
NAL On the other side Of the rails SAVING
the air with his head and neck. and paving
the ground. The good old man looked
steadily at him moment, and then shaking
his fist at him exclaimed. "D-n youl apol
ogies--you needn't stand there you iarna
crtter, a bowin' and scrapln'--vou did It
purpose, darn you"