Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1852-12-18
Letter from Massachusetts,.
MAnsurlEIp. Mass. Dec. ard 80.

an Anti Slavery meeting. The shabby military
were of course there, the clowns and harley
quins of the performance. The oration was by
a Mr.. George s. Hillard, who acted the service
as Jack at-a-pinch, both Mr.. Everett and Mr..
Choate having declined 1.-THE former had sue
seeded Mr.. Webster in the Sccretaryship, and
was too much engaged-the latter declined,
probably, because he was not first selected
Of the whole proceeding, you will receive ac-
counts and can treat your readers to SO much
of them as you think will conduce to their spir-
itual and everlasting good
Ten thousand people, so we are informed,
including the Preident elect of the United
Stntes, camc down to attend the real burial, on
the Friday after the great man died. But the
"City Of Notions" thought she must have
little mock funeral of her own. She might
have decided otherwise had she been sooner
aware of some Of the provisions in Mr.. Web
stcr's last Will and Testament. You are per-
haps already aware that "tho ruling passion
was strong in DEATH" With characteristic
good sense, (tho children of this world being wise
in their gcneration,) he seemed to have tax en-
measures to provide for somewhat needy und
numerous circle of heirs, at the expense of his
former friends and retaincrs. His estate np-
pears. to be frosted over with chilling mortgages,
and tho provisions of the Will cannot be car
rcd out without further and heavy contributions
of " material aid" accordingly the subscrip-
tions for tho monument, provides for this un-
looked for emergency also. Thus to entail
burdens otter ones death, seemed literally
+" croUding Of the moUrncrs." The sons, as
well as daughters of the horsc leech," it ap-
pears, can cry continually, "girc, gieo.'
am writing, as you preccive from the very
grave of the lamented idol. Here he lived,
died, and was buried. With some friends, /
went yesterday afternoon to Lis late residence,
and also to his present resting place. Ills
farm had many acres not far from seventeen
or eighteen hundred. Much of it, however,
was salt marsh, over which the highest tides
cbbcd and flowed. The town is well named,
Marsh6cld. Eastward no was bounded on the
sea, and so enjoyed fine opportunities for fowl
ing and fishing, for which ho had passion.
His farm was better stocked than most Others
But saw no cattle that would compare with
great many exhibited at your last State Fair.
There was n small drove of Peruvian Iamas
among the rest / had never seen that animal
before, except in Caravan cages, and had no
idea of its beauty.
| There was not much after all, to impress one
with the idea that the premises ever belonged
to very,cminent posscssor. Both East and
West, have seen much finer farms, and under
higher cultivation. The house is Of mixed
architecture, if of any at ALL 1t was originally
an old fashioned square, two storied structure,
wholly wood, with two massive chimneys
mounting through the roof, one at each section
Large additions have been made to it, the prinei.
pal ono of which is most imposing wing, extend
ing to the right, making the whole 'front.' almost
hundred feet. The wing is in the highest
style OF Gothic architectural and is most elegant
ly furnished. But TO me II seemed sadly out
of joint, for two reasons. One is, that stone
and not wood, is the material, and tho only
material for that order Of architecture. And
the second is, that to marry such an elaborate
structure, to the original, an old fashioned,
homcly, American Yankee fabric, seems too
inccstuous, or adulterous Union, to be allow
cd in civilized society. The whole is handsome
ly painted white, and with its green venetian
blinds, and tasteful piazza in front and across
tho ends, fostooned with honey suckes, ivy,
and various climbing roses, present truly
nristocratic appearance.
The barns are neither so large, nor so hand
some, as you often sec in your own county of
Columbiana.
quarter of mile north of the mansion, is
the family tomb, remotely situated enough,
away from any road, or any opproach, except
across the fields and pastures. 1t is in an an
cient burying place of scarcely single acre,
long since deserted, except by the Webster
family. But you will find there. draped in the
moss of two centuries, the tomb stones of many
of the FIRST settlers Of Plymouth Colony There
was buried, at the age of eighteen, Peresrine
White, native of Marshfcld, and the first
born child, of the new plantation. The grave
is not now known.
The Webster tomb is an enclosure of about
forty feet square, surrounded by most elegant
and costly iron railing, Tho vault is, however,
in recess that falls back from the main square,
measuring perhaps twenty feet on a side, but
all included within the same railing Over the
entrance to the vault is plain slab or block
rather, of white marble, on which is inscribed
the one name-Danicl Webster. At equal
distance in front of the vault, and in line, are
three marble pillars, very plain and unostenta.
tious' one to the memory of the first Mrs. Wob-
ster' one for Mrs. Appleton, daughter, and
the other for the son who died at San Angel, in
Mexico.
Not tree or shrub of any bigness, shade.
this ancient city of the dead. Nor is there
munl in the scnnnry ihat ins,,iroa aI...i...:.--