Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1874-04-29
LAST DAYS OF WARREN, OF JEFFERSON, AND
OF COOPER

| Twenty four years later her husband died at
Baltimore, iu a cloud of mlsfortuncs aud sor-
rows. When Jefferson, his brother who tor
third of century had been his bosom friend,
as we'll as his bruther-in.law by reason OF sec
ond marriage, saw Warren's powers and tor
tunes both declining the year before he died,
| he was so much distressed in beholdlng one
who had so long stood with him falling, that
he suddenly left the stage, bid adleu TO Phlla,
| delphia forever, and died at Harrisburg IN 1857
| 10 the midst of cares and att1lctlons, as did
Warren the same year at Baltimore. Warren 5
second wife survived hin, and the t"lstaff
House, named 10 honor Of her husbands great
character, and kept many pears on the avenue,
between Fuur-aud u half aud Sixth streets, in
Washington, is well remembered by the old cltl
| zeus. Cooper lived some fifteen years longer,
having been born in London 10 l7I6. dlS
daughter, retiring from the stage, became the
| wife of Robert Tyler during the Presidency OF
his father Cooper was in consequence made
Military Storekeeper in lS4l; subsequently, In
spector of Customs. first at Philadelphia, and
afterwards at New York, position which he
held till near his death, which occurred at his
home in Bristol, Peun. Mrs Tyler watched
tenderly over him in his last days. Many who
read this sketch will remember Cooper on the
stage. In person he was tall, erect, and hand
some, solidIy built aud symmetrical; and, IN
the language OF Wood, in his "RecoIlectous.
'his figure was free from all imposture. : He
was uot only great upon the stage, but method
cal, punctual, and just in all his dealings
THE FIRST THEATRICAL PERFORMANCE IN
WASHINGTON.
The first play performed in Washington was
Venice Preserved" in 1900 The building
used for the theatre was the unfinished hotel
structure which stood where the Post Office
now stands. Mrs Merry, Wiguell, Warren,
and Cooper were all 10 the Cast on the occasion.
Cooper, in his long j)urneys through the couu-
try from B ,sou to New Orleans, always rode
in gig made especially for the purpose, 10
which he drove two horses tandem. He was
famed for his pedeslrianism, and in 1902 he
undertook to walk from Philadelphia to Baltl-
more, lO4 miles, 10 less than friend could ride
there without change OF horses. tie won The
wager, and acted the evening OF his arrival.
THE FRIENDS OF THE STAGE
in the District of Columbia should not allow
this memorial to Mrs Warren to tumble into
ruins, as it surely will, uuless some kind heart,
sensitive to the memories OF the high 10 art,
aud ''thc beautiful, the true, and the good IN
womanhood, shall avert the sadness and the
shame.
What lesson is here afforded Of the transi-
tory aud unsubstautial nature OF all that hu
man hearts most tondly cherish on the earth !!
Turn back ward to the remarkable cluster whose
names have beeu conjured at this forgotten
tomb What would that group OF passengers
that came over the ocean in 1896 have done
could they have seen their career-lts trials, It's
triuuphs its teverish conf cts its calamities, and
its end -forcshadowed TO them as they stepped
from the sea upon American soil ! WlgGell TELL
first, aud his wife next Warren and Jefferson
weut down almost together, and Cooper followed
last, as he was, by some years, the youngest OF
the band Oae slumbers 10 one place, and an
other 10 another, aud here before us, in lone
" grave. for threeScore years, has rested the
dust of her who was the light. the JOY, and
adornment of the band an exile TO the calls of
duty and her art, far from Kindred, friends and
native land Such are the vlclssltudes OF life
a painful passage Ger restless t1od
"Ohl if ye could look
Into the secrets of that sealed book,
Strong as ye are with youth, and hope, ana
faith
Ye would sink down, and falter Give me
deathP
If the dread Sphynx's lips might once unclosc,
And utter but whisper Of the woes
Which must o. 'ertake ye IN your life long doom,
Well might ye cry, Our cradle be our tomb !"
There her form mipglcs with the dust in
laud of strangers, no name inscribed near her
own that was near her heart in hie, ADD no
friend to bend with tenderness over the spot,
much less to pour prayer or tear.