rs, stood the tombs of many of his relatives; and at Woodbury were the graves of his father and mother, and the parents of his wife.
Every spot had something interesting to say of the past.
His eyes brightened, and his tongue became voluble with a thousand memories.
Had I been present to listen to him then, I should doubtless have been enabled to add considerably to my stock of early anecdotes.
He seemed to have brought away from this visit a peculiarly vivid recollection of poor crazy Joe Gibson.
This demented being was sometimes easily controlled, and willing to be useful; at other times, he was perfectly furious and ungovernable.
Few people knew how to manage him; but Isaac's parents acquired great influence over him by their uniform system of forbearance and tenderness; their own good sense and benevolence having suggested the ideas which regulate the treatment of insanity at the present period.
The day spent in Woodbury and its vicinity was a bright spot in Friend Hopper's