Year: 1861

The following is an extract from a let
ter by Rev. George II. Hepworth, describ-
ing visit to General Scott. Every thing
j. of interest which relates to him who is
guiding the nation through its perils:


81 shall always reckon this as among
the olbae dies of nv life. have had an
an experience which never can forget.
Our party feel repaid for all the trouble Of
the journey by the good fortune which has
so kindly waited on US. There is to-day
in America one genuine hero; but one
who Is the idol of the whole North; who
isl think am not wrong in saving this
the mental pivot on which the destinies
Of maEr generations are turning. If there
is one who more than any other is deserv-
inc Of the good wishes and prayers of ey-
cry true American, that nun is General
Scott. He stands to-day, old as he is, in
the breach which the enemy have made
in our national wall. Though he had
sheathed the sword long ago. and given
himself up to that Otium cum dignitate
which BELTS true gentleman who has
served his country we'll for years enough
to count two generations, vet, when the
alarm bel strikes, he seems really and lit
orally to have stepped back from the
shadow of the valley Of death which had
begun to fall on him, and to come into the
din and confusion Of war again, that he
might add to the laurels already won, an
honor which IS reserved for the favored
few who are strong enough to lift a whole
nation ont of death ito ife


! had never seen him. nor indeed any
Of our party, and We were quite excited at
the prospect Of the little interview which
had been promised Us. Long before the
hour struck. wew,re in the room in which
be was to receive Us. We waited as pa
tiently as impatient people could for au
hour. and then We heard his firm tread
lust outside the door. We had an painted
bis portrait on the retina of the minds
eve, and | for one gave him the stern and
even forbiiding appearance which should
by nature mark the ,ictorin MANY battles.
lie has frame that is perfectly immense;
and when he stands before Won, towering
above vou as YOU do above child lit IS
said he is six feet six inches high he i'm
presses you with the ida that he is an ex-
ample of the very sublime Of humanity.


Is took hi, proif,red hand. and look
cd iu,o his calm but rugged fce,a feeling
of sadness came over me. which have no
words 20 express. lie seemed to see
through my thought, for he quietly said;
taud Thought there Was a mouruful ca
dcnce In his voice, a- thoagh he felt chat
the hour might strike at any moment.
when his hand should write no more, nor
his mind direct the nation through her
sore trial 'Nou soc, sir. how old | am;
/ can not last much longer could not
help saying in reply You must live,
General Scott, until the end of our coun.
try, woe ha, come; We need YOU now
more than ever lie simply shook his
head and said, i can not tell ! can not
tell


lie then urnod to my wife, and taking
her hand in his, and lifting his hat a. gal
lantly as an old meiigyal knight, he said
And this fair lady does me great honor
lie then said, dwelling upon the fact of
his own ase, You are both young, as
though he were glad to go back 10 the
days OF his own youth, and recall the time
when he was Just on the horizon of that
fame which hc afterwarl won. lie spoke
to my brother also, aud gentle aud even
tender were his voice and manner IL
was the gendcness and tenderness which
are peculiar to, and which eonsecrate the
latter days of the truly ereat. We all
gathered round him, aud said, God bless
YOU, General Scott almost with tears in
our eyes. twas an experience the like
OF which may not occur in many a long
lie time


.Glorious old hero! We said mentally.
as We followed the carriage; may God
Grant you days enough yet to carry Us all
through the present night. We can not
spare YOU till the day daWns; and when
that tine comes You may lie down to that
sleep from which there no earthly wax .ag.
with the consciousness that reunited
peoples love will 90 with You to HEAVIER.
The spot shat holds your body will be A.
sacred as that which holds the ashes of
the great Washington, and Your memory
snail be linked with his. lie gave Us our
being This has been day which none
Of our party can ever forget"


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