seemed quite a lone man, and I am sure misses you exceedingly. Greenleaf is very well, and he and I talk you over constantly. ... Farewell, my dear sir! May God preserve and bless you, wherever you are, on the restless ocean or the solid land! Believe me most truly and affectionately your friend.Professor Greenleaf wrote, Jan. 28, 1838:—
And so, my dear friend, you are gone. We had so often made this enterprise of yours the subject of mirth, that I never regarded it real till the morning when I found your good father in the very article of leave-taking. The next day, as usual, I ran upstairs and rushed into your room with “ How fare ye? ” on my tongue; but alas, the executor and the appraisers were there; your writing table was dissected, and the disjecta membra scattered on the floor, ready to be taken into the sanctum of Mr. Hillard, which they now adorn.Mrs. Greenleaf added a postscript:—One morn I miss'd him at the customed court (scil. Law Library),I am almost tempted to murder the rest of Gray's “Elegy,” and apply the epitaph, mutatis mutandis.
Along the (side) walk, and near his fav'rite tree;
Another came,—nor at his known resort,
Nor at the Albion, nor the Dane was he.Thus left his home to wander o'er the earth. . . Here am I at the end of my paper, without saying any thing. But this is not composed for publication among the correspondence to be interlarded in your biography; nor is it written like one of Charles Lamb's conversations, by “ punch light,” for you know I am a tee-totaler. Wishing you with my whole heart the protecting care of Heaven during this pilgrimage, and its richest blessings for ever, yours affectionately.
A youth, to fortune and to fame well known:
Fair Science frowned not on his generous birth,
And Jurisprudence mark'd him for her own.
Large was his bounty and his soul sincere,
Heaven did . . . coetera desunt.
My dear friend,—I cannot refrain from thanking you for your kind note, though it rang the knell of your departure. We entirely reciprocate all the kind regards which you express. We only wish that you may preserve inviolate all the feelings with which you left us, and that your cup may be filled to the brim with untold happiness. It will be a long time ere we cease to listen for your wonted footsteps, and to turn instinctively, when the door of our parlor opens, to see you enter. Your affectionate friend.Cleveland wrote from Philadelphia, Jan. 5:—
I got a very kind letter from you written from New York just before you sailed. I hope that you got a very kind one from me also, written about the same time. If you did not, I beg you to consider yourself as having received