New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1857-11-30
The Life Of Aaron lsurr.

| We copy few anecdotes of Aaron Burr, from q
recent biography Of that remarkable man, by j. Par
ton. The last six chapters of this biography contain
many anecdotes Of Burr, and numerous incidents
which throw light on his character and pecnliarities
A gentleman who spent some time in his Office, gave
the author the following account of his daily habits
He rose at the dawn. A breakfast Of an egg and
cup Of coffee suficed for this most abstemous Of
men after which he worked among his papers for
some hours before his clerk and assistants arrived.
He was hard task-master he kept us all upon the
jump" All day he was dispatching and receiving
messages, sending for books, persons and papers
expecting every command to be obeyed with nextto-
impossible CELEBRITY inspiring every one with MS own
accomplished. "7He was business inca,nate," said
my informant. About 10 in the evening he would
give over invite his companions to the sideboard,
and take single glass Of ZINE. Then bis spirits
Of his past e and drawing graphic sketches
of celebrated characters with whom he had acted.
Often he was full Of wit and gaiety at such times
/" the liveest fellow in the world as merry as
boy never melancholy, never ill-natured." About
midnight, or later, he would lie down upon hard
couch in the corner Of his office, and sleep " like
child until the morning. In his personal habits he
was thoroughgoing Spartan eating little, drinking
little sleeping ttle working hard. He was fond Of
ported, and used to think that he could live well
enough upon seventy-ive cents week.
Towards the close Of Burr's life, when from para.
yss he was Frustrated his bed lady said to him:
Colonel, wonder now If you were the gay Lo
thario they say you were2"
The old man turned his eyes, the luster of which
was undimmed still, towards the friend who made the
remark, and lifting his trembling finger said in his
quiet impressive Whisper which still fingers in her
ears, and which brought tears to her eyes, twenty
years after, as she repeated the words:
"They say they say! THEY SAY All my child,
how long are you going to continue to use those
dreadful words? Those two little words have done
more harm than all others. Never use them My
dear, never use them u
Passing in Broadway maiden lady of certain
age, whom he had not seen for many years. she &C.
costs him with Colonel DO You not recollect me q
she. What" he exclaimed, "Miss x, yeti"
mYes, sir" replied the lady, little offended, Miss
Perceving the error he had committed, be gently
took her by the hand and said in his bland emphatic
manner, Well, madam, then venture to assert that
that it is not the fault of my sexw
Returning from a professional visit to Orange
county, in the SEVENTEEN year of his age, he was
compelled to ask shelter for himself and man from
severe storm, at q farm house. On entering the
house. he noticed casually plaster bust standing on
shelf in the corner. Turning to ascertain which of
the national favorites it was whom the old lady had
chosen to adorn her abode he was astonshed to dis
cover that it was bust of himself. ~
I" What y said Burr to his hostess, have you got
the vile traitor here?" -
The woman paused in her work, as he uttered these
words Her manner changed in moment. Putting
down some plates which she had in her hand, she
walked slowly up to the fire where he was sitting,
and standing before him said with intense emphasis:
Sir, | have taken you in tonight, and have done
the best | could for you but if you say another
word against Aaron Burr. TIL put you and your
out where you came from quicker than you came in"
He apoogized, and after time succeeded in re-
gaining her good will. He did not tell her who he
was, nor could he recollect her.
Always bearing his troubles manfully, he never
liked to hear others complain. r.. sle.
On one occasion, when friend had met with an
affection, she said to him" 0, Colonel how shall
Live through it, my dear?" was the emphatic re-
ply.
Still complaining, she said "This ,ciH kill me,
Colonel; know cannot survive this"
" Well,' said he, "die, then, madam we must all
die; but bless me die camel" .l
Yet this was the man Of whom the New York Re-
view wrote as follows in 1888, the reviewer being
celebrated D. D.:
:" With the recklessness produced by present
which had no comfort, and future which promised
hope he surrendered himself without shame to the
grOveing propenstes which had formed his first step
the road to run until at last overcome by disease
in the decay Of vermont body, and the imbecty of
a much abused mind, he lay shattered wreck of hui
manity, just entering eternal eternity, with not
enough of man left about him to make Christian
out Of Ruined in fortune and rotten in reputation
thus passed from the busy one who might have
been glorious actor in it and when he was laid in
was removed, and good men were glad that God had
seen fit to deliver society from the communicating con-
tact OF fostering mass of moral putrefacton."
Vide the New York Review for JAM 1898