Delaware gazette. [volume] (Delaware, Ohio) 1855-1886, 1859-03-11
The Grave osPorter Clay.


The estimate that this world places upol
human character is often, if not ALWAYS, in
fluenced by extraneous circumstances, ant
the tribunal of eternity may teach US tina
| mems judgment is strangely faIlible. The
glittering tiuselry of fashion hides a multi
tude OF faults, while uRadorned and humb {
worth is often passed by and forgotten-
j The man who stands at the head of armies
who leads the thick hosts. in all the "pomE
and circumstances of war" TO the red fielC
of conflict and dealh, we term a hero, anC
weave Fumes ehaplet for his blood stained
brow; while he wbe faithfully performs his
duties ia the humber walks OF life, receives
no plaudits from the multitude, but passes
/ away TO the siratisAy land unnoticedr and
soon forgotteu.
Among the unmarked and unadorneG
i graves in the rural cemetery at Camde n
Arkansas, is that of Porter Clay, a broth
Her Of the .lllustsions Henry Clay; his only
5sls0Hugaent is an old oak tree with the
initials Of his name rudeY carved in the
rough bark. He is said TO have been
! an humble aud devoted minister of the Cos
I pei; TO have spent the latter part of his life
in this pew and remote region, publishing
the glorious lidings of Gods wondrous Of
/ fer of eternal life to dying world; and at
! last wearied and way-worn, Deaths angel
beckoned to him from the shores of the ST.
lent land, and layiag down the weapons of
| his warfare, he closed his eyes peacefully
with rnwayeriag trust in God. and his little
Congregation carried him to his quiet resting
place, near the grassy banks of the winding
/ Oancbna, to await that last awakening of a
/ ing uhiYerseslumber.
Far be il from me TO detract anght from
the merits of one whom the nation loved to
honor;s who was known as the "Sage of
Ashland, !" "Kentueky's favorite Son. He
was one of Americas great men, and his
memory is a rich Legacy to the youth of our
own favored land, and though he had his
faults, the world has awarded him postum
nous justice.
Yet | stood by that humble grave in Cam
den, and conlrusted the career of these
brothers, the one pouring forth his thoughts,
eniransng listening Senates as he spoke OF
the policy Of our great nation, or plead the
cause of the oppressed and down-trodden of
other lands; ningling in the society OF great
men and kingseunawtd, because he knew he
was their peer; the oiher in some rude
school house inlhe southwestern wilderness
telling the hope-inspiring story of the dy.
ing love of Jesus to the few gathered at the
simple place Of prayer, thought of angels
listening to hem, and Of Gods all seeing
eye, and his verdict 10 their several worth.
The world has scarcely remembered that
Henry Clay ever had brother; the great
cEoJ ,,od d
that they are forgotten; yet who shall say
that the pious and toiling minister of heav-
ems glad tidings may not reap reward
more glorious, and wear crown more daz-
zling than that reserved for his more highly
honored and'iliustrious brother in the kings
dom OF him who has said, They that be wise
shall shine as the brightness of the firma-
ment, and ssAey that turn many to righteous
ness as. .1he Brightness of the stars forever
and ever Eorydeu z. Filler. =