Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1854-03-04
The Late George Lippard.


The editor of the Cleveland Plaindealer, who
enjoyed in an eminent degree the friendship of
this remarkable man who died in Philadelphia,
on the morning of the 9th, of an affection of the
heart, gives the following sketch Of his life and
character:
Mr.. Lppard was born about the year 1923.
When scarcely sixteen years of age he was left
an orphan, without money and without friends.
Rich relatives who should have extended foster
ing hand to him and his only sister, treated
them with cold neglect The impulsive, warm
hearted boy was left to battle his way in the
cold, wide, wide world, with none but sProvi-
dence his guide" His talents secured him a
place in Philadelphia daily newspaper, where
he rapidly attained fair wages, from which he
contrived to support himself and sister.
At the age of twenty one he published his first
novel, "Ladye Annabel," wierd-wild romance
of the Rosicucion School. It bears traces of
extraordinary talent, transcending in our opinion,
the celebrated +" Monk" by NJ. G. Lewis, Mrs.
RadcEfe's "Mysteries of Udopho," or any
other masterpiece in that class of fiction. The
work was popular, and the general favor Of its
reception induced the author to continue his eff
forts in the field of exciting romance. "The
Legends of the Revolution were the next pro-
duct Of his pen. Their fidelity to nature, their
fine poetical garb, and the spirit of patriotism
and veneration that breathed over every page,
commended them at once to public taste. Their
popularity is undated to this day, and though
all else should fail, will ensure perpetuity to the
authors name. Of his later productions, the
"Quaker City, +" "Jesus and the Poor" q The
Nazarene," i" Legends of Mexico" Z" The White
Banner" the Upper Ten and Lower Million"
I'm nor nf NJ ho cd
are eloquent impetuous, out-spoken, well-meant,
indications of the poor, and their rights and
titles to fair share of this earth's lands and
goods-exhibiting everywhere a spirit of sacri-
fee, devotion and earnestness. Should we select
either Of his numerous works for special eulogy,
it would be g The White Banner" It was the
dear and cherished child of the author. 1t con-
tains the sum of his earthly aims, and his reli-
gious aspirations.
Mr.. Lippard was in the full tide of literary
success, land was earning Observation-Disclosures
ing the mean advantages taken by bookselling
harpies of his generous and confdng nature-)
until between two and three years ago, when
misfortune rained upon his dwelling. He first
lost his sister, to whom he was tenderly attach
ed, and, not long after, death struck down his
gentle, lovely and afectionate wife. Another
blow and his only child was taken from him. ]
His sensitive mind shrank from these combined
universities. Away from the wreck and waste Of
his household gods, he wandered forth broken
hearted man. For him was no more joy, nor
happiness or earthly peace. With unfinching
heroism, he devoted himself to building up the
"Order of Brotherhood" Of which he was the
chief officer, and which had attained goodly
strength under his excellent tact and watchful
care. He was we believe, a member of the Or
ders Of Odd Fellows and Masons. Those who
casually met Mr.. Lippard could from no just
estimate of his genius and moral worth. To do
SO required an intimate acquaintance. The
playful levity, which he assumed at times, was
but the superficial element of his character.
Beneath were deep and sacred purposes and
manly zeal. No effort, however, could tear from
his heart the holy images there enshrined. To
them his mind reverted with a tender fondness,
that ''grew by what it fed upon" He ever
sorrowed and ever sighed to join his loved ones
in that distant Aidenn where this worlds wrongs
are "set Alright and this worlds woes give |
place to perfect bliss. His prayer is granted.
Poor Eppard. His was life Of toll, Of sor-
row, of unrequitcd work, of noble impulses mis-
understood, Of generous enterprises unfulflled. |
Like Coleridge, he might have said i
ITO be beloved Il an need
'fE2 And whom I love, love indeed"
Those who enjoyed his tender friendship will |
drop tear to his hallowed memory.