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May 10th (search for this): chapter 4
e Bank of the United States by the famous Specie Circular as an act so lawless, violent, and fraught with disaster, that it would and must eventually overthrow the men and the party that resorted to it, was justified, literally and entirely. The crisis of 1836-37 called for all the strength, wisdom, and public spirit that the men of the country could show. Mr. Ward labored day and night to prevent the dishonor of the banks of New York. Individual effort, however, was vain, and the 10th of May saw all the banks reduced to suspend specie payments; and upon no man did that disastrous day close with deeper mortification than upon him. Personally, and in his business relations, this event affected Mr. Ward as little possibly as any one at all connected with affairs; but, in his estimation, it vitally wounded the commercial honor and character of the city. He was not, however, a man to waste, in unavailing regrets, hours that might be more advantageously employed to repair the evil
June (search for this): chapter 4
eyes your happiness. The great riddle of life is no longer a riddle to you; the great mystery is solved. I need not say to you how very deeply and devoutly I rejoice with you; and no one more so, I assure you. Among all your friends, I am the oldest friend of your .76 fair young bride; she is a beautiful spirit, a truth, which friendship has learned by heart in a few years. Love has taught you in as many hours! Of course you seem to be transfigured and glorified. You walk above in the June air, while Sumner and I, like the poor (sprites) in Faust, who were struggling far down in the cracks and fissures of the rocks, cry out to you, O take us with you! Take us with you! In fine, my dear Doctor, God bless you and yours. You know already how much I approve your choice. I went to your office this afternoon to tell you with my own lips; but you were not there. Take, therefore, this brief expression of my happiness at knowing you are so happy; and believe me Ever sincerely
October (search for this): chapter 4
handed to establish the Bank of Commerce, and became its first president, stipulating that he should receive no compensation. What he did receive was his death-warrant. The dampness of the freshly plastered walls of the new building brought on in the spring of 1839 two successive attacks so severe that he could not rally from them. Still he toiled on, giving all his energies to perfect and consolidate the enterprise which he believed would be of lasting benefit to his beloved city. In October of the same year came another financial crisis. The banks of Philadelphia and the Southern States suspended specie payments, and every effort was made to induce the New York banks to follow suit. Mr. Ward was ill at Newport, but hearing the news he hurried back and threw himself into the conflict, exhorting, sustaining, encouraging. A friend protested, warning him of the peril to his enfeebled health of such exertions. I should esteem life itself not unworthily sacrificed, said Mr. Wa
1824 AD (search for this): chapter 4
d from Father Taylor! I was almost disposed to say, surely never man spake like this man. And now good-bye. I must shut up the budget, and keep some for a rainy day. God bless my darling sisters. Love to dear Sam and Uncle. Your Dudie. In these days also she first met her future husband. Samuel Gridley Howe was at this time (1842) forty-one years of age; his life had been a stirring and adventurous one. After passing through Brown University, and the Harvard Medical School, in 1824 he threw in his lot with the people of Greece, then engaged in their War of Independence, and for six years shared their labor and hardships in the field, and on shipboard, being surgeon-in-chief first to the Greek army, then to the fleet. It was noted by a companion in arms, that the only fault found with him was that he always would be in the fight, and was only a surgeon when the battle was over. He eventually found, however, that his work was to be constructive, not destructive. The
1831 AD (search for this): chapter 4
estructive. The people were perishing for lack of food; he returned to America, preached a crusade, and took back to Greece a shipload of food and clothing for the starving women .nd children. Having fed them, he set them to work; built a hospital and a mole (which stands to this day in XEgina), founded a colony, and turned the half-naked peasants into farmers. These matters have been fully related elsewhere. Letters and Journals of Samuel Gridley Howe. Returning to this country in 1831, he took up the education of the blind, which was to be chief among the multifarious labors of his life. When Julia Ward first met him, he had been for nine years Director of the Perkins Institution for the Blind, and was known throughout the civilized world as the man who had first taught language to a blind deaf mute (Laura Bridgman). Up to this time a person thus afflicted was classed with idiots, because, as Blackstone says, his mind cannot be reached. This dictum had been recently
1835 AD (search for this): chapter 4
ut from first to last, he remained the delight of all who knew him. Sam Ward; Uncle Sam to three generations, his was a name to conjure with: the soul of generosity, the essence of wit, the spirit of kindliness. No one ever looked in his face, ever met the kindling glance of his dark eyes, ever saw the sunshine break in his smile, without forgetting all else in love and admiration of one of the most enchanting personalities that ever brightened the world. Sam Ward returned from Europe in 1835, and took up his residence under his father's roof. In 1838 he married Emily, daughter of William B. Astor. The wedding was a grand one. Julia was first bridesmaid, and wore a dress of white moire, then a material of the newest fashion. Those were the days of the ferroniere, an ornament then so popular that evening dress was scarcely considered complete without it. Reminiscences, p. 65. Julia begged for one, and her father gave her a charming string of pearls, which she wore with great c
1836 AD (search for this): chapter 4
g with Andrew Jackson's refusal to renew the charter of the Bank of the United States, and culminating in the panic of 1837, Mr. Ward acted with vigor, decision, and sagacity. His denunciation of the removal of the public deposits from the Bank of the United States by the famous Specie Circular as an act so lawless, violent, and fraught with disaster, that it would and must eventually overthrow the men and the party that resorted to it, was justified, literally and entirely. The crisis of 1836-37 called for all the strength, wisdom, and public spirit that the men of the country could show. Mr. Ward labored day and night to prevent the dishonor of the banks of New York. Individual effort, however, was vain, and the 10th of May saw all the banks reduced to suspend specie payments; and upon no man did that disastrous day close with deeper mortification than upon him. Personally, and in his business relations, this event affected Mr. Ward as little possibly as any one at all conne
1837 AD (search for this): chapter 4
ices were needed by city, state, or country, they were always forthcoming. Throughout the series of financial disasters beginning with Andrew Jackson's refusal to renew the charter of the Bank of the United States, and culminating in the panic of 1837, Mr. Ward acted with vigor, decision, and sagacity. His denunciation of the removal of the public deposits from the Bank of the United States by the famous Specie Circular as an act so lawless, violent, and fraught with disaster, that it would and must eventually overthrow the men and the party that resorted to it, was justified, literally and entirely. The crisis of 1836-37 called for all the strength, wisdom, and public spirit that the men of the country could show. Mr. Ward labored day and night to prevent the dishonor of the banks of New York. Individual effort, however, was vain, and the 10th of May saw all the banks reduced to suspend specie payments; and upon no man did that disastrous day close with deeper mortification
1838 AD (search for this): chapter 4
w him. Sam Ward; Uncle Sam to three generations, his was a name to conjure with: the soul of generosity, the essence of wit, the spirit of kindliness. No one ever looked in his face, ever met the kindling glance of his dark eyes, ever saw the sunshine break in his smile, without forgetting all else in love and admiration of one of the most enchanting personalities that ever brightened the world. Sam Ward returned from Europe in 1835, and took up his residence under his father's roof. In 1838 he married Emily, daughter of William B. Astor. The wedding was a grand one. Julia was first bridesmaid, and wore a dress of white moire, then a material of the newest fashion. Those were the days of the ferroniere, an ornament then so popular that evening dress was scarcely considered complete without it. Reminiscences, p. 65. Julia begged for one, and her father gave her a charming string of pearls, which she wore with great contentment at the wedding. The young couple took up their
1839 AD (search for this): chapter 4
Chapter 4: girlhood 1839-1843; aet. 20-23 The torch that lit these silent halls, Has now extinguished been; The windows of the soul are dark, And all is gloom within. But lo! it shines, a star in heav'n, And through death's murky night, The ruins of the stately pile Gleam softly in its light. And it shall be a beacon star To cheer us, and to guide; For we would live as thou hast lived, And die as thou hast died. Julia Ward, on her father's death, 1839. In Julia's childhood her brother Sam was her ideal and her idol. She describes him as a handsome youth, quick of wit and tender of heart, brilliant in promise, and with a great and versatile powed receive no compensation. What he did receive was his death-warrant. The dampness of the freshly plastered walls of the new building brought on in the spring of 1839 two successive attacks so severe that he could not rally from them. Still he toiled on, giving all his energies to perfect and consolidate the enterprise which he
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