The Jeffersonian Democrat. [volume] (Chardon, Ohio) 1854-1865, 1859-10-21
Memorials of Daniel Webster.

The following extract from letter writ
ten by a lady who is connection OF Daniel
Webster, will be read with interest ut tho
present tmo:
Daniel Webster was one of the first per
sous whom l remember to have known in
my childhood. He was friend of my father
and mother. He was still our friend whom
no died. If wo had been in any trouble or
want and had gono to him aud told him
of it, hn would have instantly put his hand
into bis pocket and given mo tho last money
no had-and, may be have said with all
sgitated voice, You do we'll to come to mo-
Lirfe never trouble stranger whilo an
old friend can help you.
Tho last time / saw him at Marshfield,
and not very long before his death, was
walking with him over and around Cherry
Hill, which is beautiful shady place, with
winding paths among the treus and hore
and there an arbOr. He gathered leaves
for mo from different rare trocs, and some
of the lovoicst flowers for my mother.
spoke of tho beauty of tho place, and he
said in reply About fifteen years ago this
hill was only O shifting sand. The wind
blew il all ovet the house ond the grounds.
My mother came down to sec me, and She
said. daniel, cant you do something to
keep the sand out of tho house :" and l
said, "Molhtr, I'll try" So planted the
sand thick with turnips, which left to
decay :here. Tho next year l planted 1t
with Il think potatoes after that the grass
seed, and then tho trees
So it lad come, from a shifting sand, to
bs a wooded hill. the delight and the wonder
of all who bohed it SO near the sea.
We we'll remember an aEecdote OF Daniel
Webster, related. to us by u lady who passed
away in the bloom of life, which disproves y
very common suppostion that tho manner
of MIR. Webster was cold and repulsivo.
When child of eleven years OF age sho
was travcing'in stage to Concord, N. ii.
This vas before tho railroad extended to
that place, and when it was tedious day s
journey to Boston. Among tho passengers
was Daniel Webster, who was on his way to
Concord to deliver an grafton. Tho young
| girl knew not OF his fame as an orator, which
! had then reached its meridian hight. There
was nothing about him to inspire awe, and
she was soon on the best of terms with the
great statesman. Ho chattel with her, told
her stories, joked with her, cot out at the
wnysidc tavorns to procure for her water
and when she was tired, nestled her to sleep
in his arms. Occasionally he would seem
aObtTuCtcu. Alls Ups uiONcu, auu ho woe
probably coming over his Grafton for the
morrow. But word from his young com
panion, who was to him but a waf on the
sea of travol,- would again light up his
face with smile. Thus they journeyec
upon the best of terms unit! they reached
Concord, when the guns spoke welcome
and the stage was quietly surrounded by
crowd eager to catch glimpse of the op
ponent of IIaync, aud the statemen whose
praise was upon every tongue. Tho CIR
shrunk back affrighted. and tmidly nqurot
at is to welcome you to Concord" replie'
Mr.. Webster. gaily. as he lifted her from
the stage and boro hor through the crowt
to the steps of the hotel. He then turnec
TO respond to tho cheers and congratulation
of friends.
The young girl never saw Mr.. Webse
again. But she cherished tho memory o
r his features with pleasure. She remember
cd his dark csvernous eyes. his massiy
brow, and his dark features, but they wer
E remembered as possessing a gonslity ant
brightness that were mover reproduced il
any picture or bust which she aftorward
saw. 1t is perhaps noticeable as a coinci
dence, that while tho bells wero tolling il
Boston for tho funeral ceremonies of Web
ster. and the pre- coSsion of sorrowing thou
4 sands was passing through the streots, tn
spirit of this young girl, then wife and
mother, took its departure, TO renow, pei
haps, in bright world tho acquaintance Q
a day which had been to her so pleasant -
Boston Courier.