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THE NATIONAL TRIBUNE: WASHINGTON, D. C, THURSDAY, MARCH 15, 18S3.
POOR PHILIP NOLAN,
And How Ho Came to Be "The
Man Without a Country.''
Prom The jUbmlic .Vmihly, December, 1SG3.
fumkv that very few casual readers of (ho
r York llrM of August 13th observed, in
an obscure rmcr, among
the " Deaths," the
" Nor-AX. Jtiofl. on Ixmnl U. S. Corvolto Levant,
LU2J 11' S., Ug. 131 "VV., on the lltli of May,
1'jui.ii Nolan. '
happened to observe it, bcMUse I was
ided auho. tJtl Mission-Houso m Mackinac,
waitimr tor a Jakc Superior M earner which did
not choose to come, and I was devouring, to
the verv stubble, all the current literature 1
could wt !:ol l of, even down to the deaths and
marriages in tha Herall. My memory for names
nd ieil(i i- j;ood, and the reader will see. as
ho po.s oh, lint I had reason enough to remem
ber Philip Nolan. There are hundreds of read
ers whi, iv.mlil have paused at that announce
ment, if the uJic.T of tho Levant who reported
it had chese-: to make it thus: "Died, May
11th, Th:: M x ViTiioiT a countj:y." For
it whs as "The Man Without a fount ry' that
poor I'liiMn Nolan had generally 1oen known
bythe o.'Iii' -is who had him in charge during
some fifty vc.;r. as, in Iced, by all the men who
Bailed nmier them. I d.ne s..y there is many
n man who his taken wine with him once a
fortnight, in n three years' cruise, who never
know that bis name was "Nolan," or whether
the poor v ro.ch had anv name at all.
Thero en now be no po-sible harm in tell
ing this 5 ojr creature's story. Beason enough
there ha? Iwa till now. cv.-r since Madison's
Administration went out in 1-17. for very strict
secrecy, th j secroey of honor itself, among the
gentlemen of tae navy who have had Nolan in
successive charge. And cer.ainly it speaks
well for the ' -nt de mrps of the profession and
tho ero:nl honor of its members, that to the
press thi- man's storv lus Iscen wholly un
known and, 1 think, to the country at largo
also. J have reason to think, riom some inves
tigations 1 made in the Naval Archives when I
was attachci to the Bureau of Construction,
that cvctv oilicial report relating to him was
burned when iloss burned the public buildings
at Washington. One of the Tinkers, or possi
blv one of tha Watsons, had Nolan in charge at
the end of the war; and when, on returning
from his cruise, ho reported at Washington to
one of the Crowninshields who was in tho
Navy Department when lie came home he
found that she Department ignored tho whole
business. Whether they really knew nothing
about it, or whether it was a "A oh mi ricordo,''
determined en as a pieee of policy, I do not
know. But this I do know, that since 1S17,
and possibly lefore, no naval officer has men
tioned Nolan in his report of a cruise.
But, as 1 say, there is no need for secrecy
any longer. And now tho poor creature is
dead, it sLvms to me worth while to tell a little
of his s'orv, bv war of showing young Ameri
cans of to-day what it is to be A jian without
Philip Nolan was as fine a young officer as
there was in the " Legion of the West," as the
Western division of ourarmy was then culled.
When Aaron Burr made his lirst dashing expe
dition down to New Orleans in 1805, at Fort
Masac, or somewhere above on the river, he
met, as the Devil would have it, this gay, dash
ing, briirht young fellow, at some dinner-party,
I think. Burr marked him. talked to him,
walked with him, took him a day or two's voy
nge in his fiat-boat, and, in short, fascinated
him. For tl.e next year, barrack-life was very
tame to Hor Nolan. He occasionally availed
of the permission the great man had given him
to write to him. Long, high-worded, stilted
letters the pKr boy wrote and rewrote and
copied. But never a line did he have in. reply
from the gay deceiver. The other boys in tho
garrison sneered at him, because he sacrificed
in this unrequited affection for a politician
the time which they devoted to Monongahela,
sledge, and high-low-jack. Bourbon, euchre
and Hker were still unknown. But one day
Nolan had h".s revenge. This time Burr came
down the river, not as an attorney seeking
a place for his office, but as a disguised con
queror. He had defeated I know not how
many district-attorneys; ho had diued at I
know not how many public dinners; he had
boon heralded in I know not how many Weekly
Arguses; ao'i it was rumored that he had an
anny behind him and an empire before him.
It was a great day his arrival to poor Nolan.
Burr had not been at the fort an hour before ho
sent for hiia. That evening he asked Nolan to
take him out in his skiff, to show him a cane
brake or a ct on-wood tree, as he said really to
seduce him; an i by the time the sail was over,
Nolan was diluted' body and soul. From that
time, though ho did not yet know it, he lived
ES A MAN WITHOUT A COUN'TKY.
What Burr meant to do I know no more than
you, dear reader. It is none of our business
just now. Only, when the grand catastrophe
canto, awl Jcf-Toon and the House of Virginia
of that day undertook to break on the wheel all
the possible f 'lareuceeof the then House of York,
by the great treason-trial at Richmond, some of
the lesser fry in that distant Mississippi Valley,
which was farther from us than Puget's Sound
is to-day. introduced the like novelty on their
provincial stage, and, to while away the mono
tony of the summer at Fort Adams, got up for
spectacles, a string of court-martials on the offi
cers there. One and another of the colonels
and majors were tried, and, to fill out the list,
little Nolan, against whom, Heaven known,
there was evidence enough that he was sick
of the service, had boen willing to be false to
it and would have obeyed any order to inarch
any-whither with any one who would follow
him, had the order only been siened, " By com
mand of His Exc, A. Burr." The courts drag
ged on. Th- big flies escaped rightlv f r all
1 know. Koien was proven guilty enough, as
I say; yet u and I would never have heard
of him. reader, but that, when the president of
th court asked him at the close, whether he
wished to say anything to show that he had al
ways been faithful to the United States, he
cried out, in a fit of frenzy,
"D n the United s'utes! 1 wish I may
nover hear of the United States again ! "
I suppose he did not knov how tho words
shocked old Colonel Morgan, who was holding
the court. Half the officers who sat in it had
served through the Revolution, and their lives,
not to ?ay t'.ieir necks, had len risked for tho
very idea which he so cavalierly cursd in
his inadwvs. He. on his part, had grown up
in the We.- of thoso davs, in the midst of
"Spanish plot," "Orleans plot," and all the
rest. He had been educated on a plantation,
wliere the finest comjiany was a Spanish olScer
or a French merchant from Orleans. His edu
cation, snch as it "was, has lieen perfected in
commercial expeditions to Vera Cruz, and I
think he to!d me his father once hired an
Englishman to be a private tutor for a winter
on the plantation. He had spnt half his
youth with an older brother, hunting horses
in Texas; and, in x word, to him "United
States" was frcarceiy a reality. Yet he had
been fed by " United States" for ail the years
since he had bej-n in the army lie had sworn
on bis faith a? a Christian to lie true to " United
States." It was "United States" which gave
him the nniiurm he wore, and the sword by
his side. Nay, my poor Nolan, it was only
because "United States" had picked you
at first as one of her own confidential
ina of honor, that "A- Burr" cared for you a
Ktravr riom than for the flat-boat men who
toiled his ark for him. I do not excuse Kolan ;
1 only explain to the reader why he damned
his ooantry. and wished he might never hear
her name aain.
fe never did bear her name hut once again.
Form that moment, September 23, 1807, till tho
dy he died, 3A.y 11, l&3, he never heard her
ac aL'aia. For that half century and more
ir as a man without a country.
''irgau, as 1 have sad. was terribly
if Nolan had compared Georgo
n td Bei.Wlict Arnold, or had cried.
' ng Owrge," Morgan would not
He call, d tl.e court into his
p and retnrnd in fifteen minutes,
I'K.' a sheet, to say:
hear the wnt-uce of the Court.
Theaj. U -ides, Babject to the approval of
the Presid-iit, that you never hear the name
of tho Uiuti-J States acain."
olan 2au'j!.L But nobody olso laughed.
Oil Morgan was too solemn, and tho whole
room was hushed dead as ui-bt for a minute.
Even Nolan lost his 6wagger in a moment.
Tnen Morgan added
Mr. Marshal, take the prisoner to Orleans
in 'an armed boat, and deliver him to the naval
The marshal gave his orders, and tho pris
oner was taken ouir of court.
"Mr. Marshal," continued old Morgan, "see
that no one mentions the United States to the
prisoner. Mr. Marshal, make my respects to
Lieutenant Mitchell at Orleans, and request
him to order that no one shall mention the
United States to the prisoner while ho is on
board ship. You will rcceivo your written or
ders from the officer on duty hero this evening.
The court is adjourned without day." .
1 have always supposed that Colonel Morgan
himself took tho proceedings of tho court to
Washington City, and explained them to Mr.
Jellerson. Certiin it is that the President ap
proved them certain, that is, if I may believo
the men who say they have seen bis signature.
Before the Nautilus got rouud from New Or
leans to the Northern Atlantic coast with the
prisoner on board, the sentence had been ap
proved, and he was a man without a country.
The plan then adopted was substantially the
same which was neoessarilv followed ever after.
Perhaps it was suggested by the necessity of
wnding him by water from Fort Adams and
Orleans. The Secretary of the Navy it must
have been the first Crowninshield, though he
is a man I do not remember was requested to
put Nolan on board a Government vessel bound
on a long cruise, and to direct that ho should
be only so far confined there as to make it cer
tain that he never saw or heard of the country.
Wc had few long cruises then, and the navy
was wry much out of favor; and as almost all
of this story is traditional, as 1 have explained,
I do not know certainly what his first cruise
was. But the commander to whom he was in
trusted perhaps it wasTingey or Shaw, though
I think it w:is one of tho younger .men woaro
all old enough now regulated the etiquette
and the precautions of tlie affair, mid according
to his scheme they were carried out, I suppose,
till Nolan died.
When I was second officer of tho Intrepid,
somo thirty years after, I saw the original pa
per of instructions. I have been sorry ever
since that I did not copy tho whole of it. It
ran, however, much in this way:
" 71 rtsiiHoii," (with the date, which
must have been lato in 1S07.)
"Sik: You will receive from Lt. Nealo the
person of Philip Nolan, lato a Lieutenaut in
the United States Army.
"This person on his trial by court-martial
expressed with an oath tho wish that ho might
' never hear of the United States again.'
"The Court sentenced him to have his wish
" For the present, the execution of the or
der is intrusted by the President to this depart
ment. " You will take the prisoner on board your
ship, and keep him there with such precautions
as shall prevent his escape.
" You will provide him with such quarters,
rations, and clothing as would be proper for an
officer of his lato rank, if ho wore a passenger
on your vessel on the business of his Govern
ment. "The gentlemen on board will ninlco anv ar
rangements agreeable to themselves regarding j
his society. He is to be exposed to no indig
nity of any kind, nor is he ever unnecessarily
to be reminded that he is a prisoner.
"But under no circumstances is he ever to
hear of his country or to see any information
regarding it; and you will specially caution all
the officers under your command to take care,
that, in tho various indulgences which may
be granted, this rule, in which his punishment
is involved, shall not bc,broken.
" It is the intention of the Government that
he shall never again see the country which he
has disowned. Before the end of your cruise
you will receive orders which will give effect
to this intention. IJesp'y yours,
" W. Soutii.vkd, for the
Sec'y of tho Navy."
If I had only preserved tho whole of this
paper, there would bo no break in tho begin
ning of my sketch of this story. For Captain
Shaw, if it was he, handed it to his successor in
the charge, and lie to his, and I suppose the
commander of the Levant has it to-day as his
authority for keeping this man in his mild
The ruleadopted on board tho ships on which
I have met " the man without a country " was,
I think, transmitted from the beginning. No
mess liked to have him permanently, because
his presence cut oil" all talk of home or of tho
prospect of return, of politics or letters, of
peace or of war, cut off more than half tho
talk men like to have at sea. But it was al
ways thought too hard that he should never meet
tho rest of us except to touch hats, and wc
finally sank into one system. He was not per
mitted to talk with tho men, unless an officer
was by. With officers he had unrestrained in
tercourse, as far as they and lib chose. But he
grew shy, though ho had favorites: I was one.
Then the captain always asked him to dinner
on Monday. Every mess in succession took up
the invitation in its turn. According to the
size of the ship, you had him at your mess
more or less often at dinner. His breakfast
he ate in-his own state-room, ho always had
a state-room, which was whec a seuti
nel, or somebody on tho watch, could see
the door. And whatever else ho ate or
drank he ate or drank alono. Sometimes, when
the marines or sailors had any special jollifica
tion, they were permitted to invite " Plain
Buttons," as they called him. Then Nolan
was sent with some officer, and tho men were
forbidden to speak of home while he was there.
I believe the theory was, that the sight of his
punishment did them good. They called him
"Plain-Buttons," because, while he always
chose to wear a regulation .army-uniform, he
was not permitted to wear tho army-button,
for the reason that it bore either the initials
or tho insignia of the country he had dis
owned. I remember, soon after I joined the navy, I was
on shore with some of the older officers from
our bhip and from tho Brandywiuo, which we
had met at Alexandria. We bad leave to make
a party and go up to Cairo and the Pyramids.
As we jogged along, (you went on donkeys
then,) some of the gentlemen (wo boys called
them "Dons." but the phrase was long since
changed) fell to talking about Nolan, and somo
one told the system which was adopted fiom
the firat about his books and other reading. As
he was almost never permitted to go on shore,
even though the vessel lay in port for months,
his time, at the best, hung heavy; and every
body was permitted to lend him books, if they
were not published in America and made no
allusion to it. These were common enough in
the old days, when people in tho other hemis
phere talked of the United States as little as we
do of Paraguay. He had almost all the foreign
paiers that came into the ship, sooner or later;
only somebody must go over them' first, and
cut out any advertisement or stray paragraph
that alluded to America. This was a little
cruel sometimes, when the back of what was
cut out might be as innocent as Hcsiod. Right
in the midst of one of Napoleon's battles, or ono
of Canning's speeches, poor Nolan would find a
great hole, because on tho back of the page of
that paper there had been an advertisement of a
packet for New York, or a scrap from the Presi
dent's massage. I say this was the lirst time I
over heard of this plan, which afterwards I had
enough, and more than enough, to do with. I
remember it, because poor rhilliis, who was of
tho parly, as soon as the allusion to reading
was made, told a story of something which
happened at tho Cape of Good Hope on Nolan's
first voyage; and it is the only thing I ever
knew of that voyage. They had touched at
the Cape, and had done the civil thing with
the English admiral and the fleet, and then,
leaving for a cruise up tho Indian Ocean, Phil
lips had borrowed a lot of English books from
an officer, which, in those days, as indeed in
these, was quite a windfall. Among them, as
the Devil would order, was the "Lay of the
Last Minstrel," which they had all of them
heard of, but which most of them had never
seen. I think it could not have been published
long. W)ll, nobady thought there could be
any risk of anything national in that, though
Phillips swore old Shaw had cut out the "Tem
pest" from Shakespeare before ho let Nolan
have it, because ho said " the Bermudas ought
to be ours, and, by Jove, should be ono day."
So Nolan was permitted to join the circle ono
afternoon when a lot of them sat on deck smok
ing and reading aloud. Peeple do not do such
things so often now; but whtn I was young
wc got rid of a great deal of time so. Well, so
it happened that in his turn Nolan took the
bo jk and read to the others; and he read very
well, as I know. Nobody in tho circlo knew a
lino of the poem, only it waa all magic and
Brder chivalry, and -was teu thousand years
ago. Poor Nolan read steadily through tho
fifth canto, stepped a minute and drank some
thing, and then began, without a thought of
what was coming,
"Breathes tbere tbe man, wilb soul so dead,
"Who never to himself bulb eaid,"
It Ecems impassible to us that anybody over
heard this for tho first timoj but all theso fel
lows did then, and poor Nolan hinisolf went
on, still unconsciously or mechanically.
"Thts is my own, my natlvo land J "
Then thoy all saw something was to pw but
he expected to get through, I suppose, turned
a little pale, but plunged on,
" Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned,
As home his foot&teps be lintJi turned
From wandering on a foreign strand?
If such there breathe, go, mark him well."
By this time the men were all beside them
selves, wishing there was any way to make
him turn over two pages'; but ho had not quite
presence of mind for that; he gagged a little,
colored crimson, and staggered on,
"For him no minstrel raptures swell;
llij;h though his titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth jis wish can claim,
)e.site theso titles, power, and pelf,
Tho wretch, concentred. all in self,"
and here the poor fellow choked, could not go
on, but started up, swung tho book into tho sea,
vanished into his state-room, "and, by Jove,"
said Phillips, "we did not see him for two
months again. And I had to make up somo
beggarly story to that English surgeon why I
did not return his Walter Scott to him."
That story showsabout tho time when Nolan's
braggadocio must havo broken down. At first,
they said, ho took a very high tone, considered
his imprisonment a mcro farce, affected to eiyoy
the voyage, and all that; but Phillips said that
after ho came out of his state-room ho never was
thosame man again. He never read aloud again,
unless it was tho Bible or Shakespeare, or some
thing else ho was suro of. But it was not that
merely. Ho never entered in with tho other
young men exactly as ,a companion again. Ho
was always shy afterwards, when I knew him,
very seldom spoke, unless ho was spoken to,
except to a very (aw friends. He lighted up
occasionally, 1 remember lato in his life hear
ing him fairly eloquent on something which
had been suggested to him by ono of Flechicr's
sermons, but genorally he had tho nervous,
tired look of a heart-wounded man.
When Captain Shaw was coming homo if, as
I say, it was Shaw rather to tho surprise of
everybody they mado ono of tho Windward
Islands, and lay off and on for nearly a week.
The boys said the officers wero sick of salt
junk, and meant to have turtlo-soup before they
came home. But aftorsoveral days the Warren
came to the same rendezvous; they exchanged
signals; she sent to Phillips and these homeward-bound
men letters and papers, and told
them she was outward-bound, perhaps to tho
Mediterranean, and took poor Nolan and his
traps on the boat back to try his second cruise.
He looked very blank when he was told to get
ready to join her. Ho had known enough of
the signs of tho sky to know that till that mo
ment he was going " homo." But this was a
distinct cvidenco of something ho had not
thought of, perhaps, that there was no going
homo for him, even to a xirison. And this was
the first of somo twenty such transfers, which
brought him sooner or later into half of our
best vessels, but which kept him all his life at
least somo hundred miles from tho country ho
had hoped he might never hear of again.
It may have been on that second cruise it
was once when ho was up the Mediterranean
that Mrs. Gralf, the celebrated Southern beauty
of those days, danced with him. They had
been lying a long limo in tho Bay of Naples,
and the officers were very intimate in the Eng
lish fleet, and thero had been great festivities,
and our men thought they must give a great
ball on board the ship. How they ever did it
on board tho Warren I am sure I do not know.
Perhaps it was not tho Warren, or perhaps
ladies did not take up so much room as they do
now. They wanted to use Nolan's state-room
for something, and they hated to do it without
asking him to tho ball ; so tho captain said
they might ask him, if they would be respon
sible that he did not talk with tho wrong peo
ple, " who would give him intelligence." So
the dance went on, the finest party that had
ever been known, I daresay; for I never heard
of a man-of-war ball that was not. For ladies
they had the family of tho American consul,
ono or two travelers who had adventured so
far, and a nico bevy of English girls and ma
trons, perhaps Lady Hamilton herself.
Well, dilferent officers relieved each other in
standing and talking with Nolan in a friendly
way, so as to be sure that nobody clso spoke to
him. The dancing went on with spirit, and
after a while oven tho fellows who took this
honorary guard of Nolan ceased to fear any
contre-temps. Only when somo English lady
Lady Hamilton, as 1 said, perhaps called for
a set of " American dances," an odd thing hap
pened. Everybody then danced contra-dauccs.
The black band, nothing loath, conferred as to
what "American dances" were, and started off
with "Virginia Reel," which they followed
with "Money-Musk," which, in its turn in
thoso days, should have been followed by "Tho
Old Thirteen." But just as Dick, the leader,
tapped for his fiddles to h?gin, and bent for
ward, about to say, in true negro state, "'The
Old Thirteen,' gentlemen and ladies!" as ho
had said "' Virginny Reel,' if you please!" and
"'Money-Musk,' if you please!" tho captain's
boy tapped him on the shoulder, whispered to
him, and he did not announce tho name of tho
dance ; he merely bowed, began on the air, and
they all fell to, the officers teaching the Eng
lish girls tho figure, but not telling them why
it had no name.
But that is not tho story I started to tell. As
the dancing went on, Nolan and our fellows all
got at ease, as I said, so much so, that it seemed
quite natural for him to bow to that splendid
Mrs. Graff, and say,
" I hope you havo not forgotten me, Miss
Rutledge. Shall I have the honor of dancing?"
He did it so quickly, that Shubrick, who was
by him, could not hinder him. Sho laughed,
"I am not Miss Rutledge any longer, Mr.
Nolan; but I will dance all tho same," just
nodded to Shubrick, as if to say he must leave
Mr. Nolan to her, and led him off to the placo
wliere tho dance was forming.
Nolan thought ho had got his chance, no
had known her at Philadelphia, and at other
places had met her, and this was a Godsend.
You could not talk in contra-dances, as you do
in cotillons, or even in the pauses of waltzing;
but thero were chances for tongues and sounds,
as well as for eyes and blushes. He began with
her travels, and Europe, and Vesuvius, and the
French; and then, when they had worked
down, and had that long talking-time at the
bottom of the set, he said, boldly a little pale,
she said, as she told me the story, years after
" And what do you hear from home, Mrs.
And that splendid creature looked through
him. Jove! how sho must have looked through
"Home ! ! Mr. Nolan ! ! I thought you wero
tho man who never wanted to hear of home
again!" and sho walked directly up tho deck
to her husband, and left poor Nolan alone, as
he always was. no did not danco again.
1 cannot give any history of him in order
robody can now and, indeed, I am not trying
to. These are tho traditions, which I sort out,
as 1 believe them, from tho mj'ths which havo
been told about this man for forty years. The
lies that have been told about him are legion.
Tho fellows used to say ho was the "Iron
Mask;" and poor Georgo Pons went to his
grave in the belief that this was the author of
"Junius," who was being punished for his cele
brated libel on Thomas Jefferson. Pons was
not very strong in tho historical lino. A hap
pier story than cither of these I havo told, is of
the War. That came along soon after. I havo
heard this alfair told in three or four ways
and, indeed, it may havo happened more than
once. But which ship it was on I cannot tell.
However, in one, at least, of the great frigate
duels with the English, in which tho Navy was
really baptized, it happened that a round-shot
from the enemy entered one of our ports square,
and took right down the officcrof tho gun him
self, and almost every man of the gun's crow.
Now you may say what you choose about cour
age, but that is not a nice thing to see. But, as
tho men who wero not killed picked themsolves
up, and as they and the surgeon's people wero
carrying off the bodies, there appeared Nolan,
in his shirt-sleeves, with tho rammer in his
hand, and, just ai if ho had been tho officer,
told them off with authority who should go
to tho cockpit with tho wounded men, who
should stay with him perfectly cheery, and
with that way which makes men feel sure all
is right and is going to bo right. And ho fin
ished loading tho gun with his own hands,
aimed it, and bade the men fire. And there he
stayed, captain of that gun, keeping these fol
lows in spirits, till tho enemy struck sitting
on tho carriage while the gun was cooling,
though ho was exposed all the time showing
them easier ways to handle heavy shot mak
ing the raw hands laugh at thoir own blnndors
and when tho gnn cooled again, getting it
loaded and fired twice us often as any other
gun on tho ship. Tho captain walked forward,
by way of encouraging the men, and Nolan
touched his hat and said :
" I am showing them how wo do this in tho
And this is tho part of tho story where all
tho legends agree : that tho Commodore said:
"I sdo you do, and I thank you. Sir and I
shall nover forget this day, Sir, and you. never
And after the whole thing was oyer, find hv
had the Enqlishin's'jlsword, in tho midst of
tho stato and ceremony of the quarter-deck, ho
"Where is Mr. Nolan? Ask Mr. Nolan to
come here." ? t
And when Nolan, cam'fc, the captain said:
" Mr. Nolan, wc' Are all very grateful to you
to-day; you are oiib of fis to-day; you will bo
named in tho despatches."
And then tho old man-took off his own sword
of ceremony, and gave it to Nolan, and mado
him put it on. Tho man told me this who siw
it. Nolan cried lilio aliaby, and well he might.
He had not worn a sword sinco that infernal
day at Fort Adams. But always afterwards,
on occasions of ceremonv, ho wore that quaint
old French sword of the Commodoro's.
Tho captain did montion him in tho des
patches. It was always said ho asked that ho
might be pardoned. He wrote a special letter
to tho Secretary of War. But nothing ever
came of it. As I said, that was about tho time
when they began to ignore tho whole trans
action at Washington, and whon Nolan's im
prisonment began to carry itself on because
there wjis nobody to stop it without any now
orders from home.
I have heard it said that he was with Porter
when ho took possession of tho Nukahiwa
Islands. Not this Porter, yon know, but old
Porter, his father, Essex Porter, that is, the
old Essex Porter, not this Essox. As an artil
lery officer, who had seen scrvico in the West,
Nolan knew more about fortifications, em
brasures, ravelins, stockades, and all that, than
any of them did; and he worked with a right
good will in fixing that battery all right. I
have jdways thought it was a pity Porter did
not leave him in command there with Gamble.
That would havo settled all tho question about
his punishment. We should have kept tho
islands, and at this moment wo should havo
ono station in tho Pacific Ocean. Our French
friends, too, whon they wanted this little watering-place,
would have found it was preoccu
pied. But Madison and the Virginians, of
course, flung all that away.
All that was nearly fifty years ago. If Nolan
was thirty then, ho must have been near eighty
when ho died. He looked sixty when ho was
forty. But he never seemed to mo to change a
hair afterwards. As I imagine his lifo, from
what I hare seen and heard of it, ho must have
been in overy sea, and yet almost never on
land, no must havo known, in a formal way,
more officers in our servico than any man
living knows. He told me once, with a grave
smile, that no man in tho world lived so
methodical a lifo as ho. "You know tho boys
say I am tho Iron Mask, and you know how
busy ho was." He said it did not do for any
one to try to read all tho time, more than to do
anything else all tho time; but that he read
just five hours a day. "Then," he said, "I
keep my note-books, writing in them at such
and such hours, from what I havo been read
ing ; and I includo in these my scrap-books."
These were very curious indeed. Ho had six
or eight, of different subjects. Thero was ono
of History, ono of Natural Science, ono which
he called "Odds and Ends." But they wero
not merely books of extracts from newspapers.
Thoy had bits of plants and ribbons, shells
tied on, and carved scraps of bono and wood,
which he had taught tho men to cut for him,
and they wero beautifully illustrated. He
drew admirably. He had some of tho funniest
drawings there, and some of tho most pathetic,
that I have ever seen in my life. I wonder
who will havo Nolan's scrap-books.
Well, ho said his reading and his notes wero
his profession, and that they took fivo hours
and two houra respectively of each day.
"Then," said he, "every man should havo a
diversion as well as a profession. My Natural
History is my diversion." That took two hours
a day more. The men used to bring him birds
and fish, but on a long cmiso ho had to satisfy
himself with centipedes and cockroaches and
such small game. He was tho only naturalist
I ever met who knew anything about the
habits of tho housd-fly and tho mosquito. All
thoso people can tell you whether they aro
Lcpidoptcra or Slcptopotera ; but as for telling
how you can get rid of them, or how they get
away from you when you strike them. why,
Linnanis knew as little of that as John Foy tho
idiot did. These nino hours made Nolan's reg
ular daily " occupation." Tho rc3t of the time
ho talked or walked. Till ho grew very old, ho
went aloft a great deal. Ho always kept up
his exercise; and I nover heard that he was ill.
If any other man was ill, ho was tho kindest
nurse in the world; and ho knew moro than
half of the surgeons do. Then, if anybody
was sick or died, or if tho captain wanted him
to on any other ocoasion, ho was always roady
to read prayers. I havo remarked that ho
My own acquaintance with Philip Nolan
began six or eight years after tho war, on my
first voyage after I was appointed a midship
man. It was in the first days after our Slave
Trade treaty, whilo tho Reigning House, which
was still tho House of Virginia, had still a sort
of scntimcntalism about the suppression of tho
horrors of tho Middlo Passage, and somothing
was sometimes done that way. We were in tho
South Atlantic on that business. From tho
time I joined, I believe I thought Nolan was a
sort of lay chaplain, a chaplain with a bluo
coat. I nover asked about him. Everything
in the ship was strango to me. I know it was
green to ask questions, and I supposo I thought
there was a "Plain-Buttons" on every ship.
Wc had him to dine in our mess once a week,
and the caution was given that on that day
nothing was to be said about home. But if thoy
had told us not to say anything about tho planet
Mars or the Book of Deuteronomy, I should
not have asked why; there were a great many
things which seemed to mo to have as littlo
reason. I first camo to understand anything
about "tho man without a country" ono day
when we overhauled a dirty littlo schooner
which had slaves on board. An officer was
sent to tako chargo of her, and, after a few
minutes, he sent back his boat to ask that somo
one might be sent him who could speak Portu
guese. Wo wero all looking over the rail when
tho message camo, and we all wished wo could
interpret, when tho captain asked who spoko
Portuguese. But none of tho officers did; and
just as the captain was sending forward to ask
if any of tho peoplo could, Nolan stepped out
and said he should bo glad to interpret, if tho
captain wished, as ho understood tho language.
Tho captain thanked him, fitted out another
boat with him, and in this boat it was my luck
When wo got there, it was such a scono as
you seldom sec, and nover want to. Nastiness
beyond account, and chaos run looso in tho
midst of tho nastiness. There wero not n great
many of tho nogroes; but byway of making
what there wero understand that they wore
free, Vaughan had had their hand-cuffs and
nnkle-outls knocked off, and, for convenience'
sake, was putting them upon tho rascals of tha
schooner's crow. Tho negroes were, most of
them, out of tho hold, and swarming all around
tho dirty deck, with a central throng sur
rounding Vaughan and addressing him in
every dialect and p.iois of a dialect, from the
Zulu click up to tho Parisian of Beledeljeored.
As we camo on deck,Vaughan looked down
from a hogshead, on which ho had mounted in
desperation, and said,
" For God's love, is thore anybody who can
make theso wretches understand something?
The men gavo them rum, and that did not
quiet them. I knocked that big fellow down
twice, and that did not soothe him. And then
I talked Choctaw to all of them togothor ; and
I'll be hanged if thoy understood that as well
as they understood the English."
Nolan said ho could speak Portuguese, and
ono or two flue-looking Kroeinen wero dragged
out, who, as it had been found already, had
worked for tho Portuguese on tho coast at Fer
"Tell them they are free," said Vaughan;
" and tell them that these rascals aro to bo
hanged as soon as wo can get rope enough."
Nolan "put that .in to Spanish,"5 that is, ho
explained it in such Portugucso as tho Kroo
men could understand, and they in turn to
such of the negroes as could understand them.
Then thero was such a yell of delight, clinch
ing of fists, leaping and dancing, kissing of
Nolan's feet, and a general rush mado to tho
hogshead by way (of spontaneous worship of
Vaughan, as the dens ex'maclrina of the occasion.
"Tell them," said Vaughan, well pleased,
" that I will tako them all to Capo Palmas."
This did not answer so well. Capo Palmas
was practically as far from tho homes of most
of them as Now Orleans or Rio Janeiro was ;
that is, they would bo eternally separated
from homo there. And their interpreters, as
wo could understand, instantly said, "Ah, non
Palmas," and began to proposo infinite other
Tbe phraso Is General Taylor's. When Santa
Ana brought up hfs immense army nt Bueno Vista,
ho cent a flag of truco to invito Taylor to surrender.
"Toll him to go to hell," said old Boush-ond-Beady.
"Bliss, put that Into Spanish," "Per
foat Bliss." as this accomplished officer, too
early losi, was culled, interpreted liberally,
replying to the flnar, in exquisite Coatlllan,
"Say to General Santa Ana. that, if ho wants us,
ha must como and take us." And this hi tha answer
which baa cone into history, '
expedients in most voluble language. Vaughan
was rather disappointed at this result of his
liberality, and asked Nolan eagerly what they
said. The drops stood on poor Nolan's white
forehead, as he hushed the men down, and
"Ho say3, 'Not Palmas.' Ho says, 'Tako us
home, take us to our own country, tako us to
our own house, tako us to our own pickaninnies
and our own women.' no says he has an old
father and mother, who will die, if they do
not see him. And this ono says he left his
people all sick, and paddled down to Fernando
to beg tho white doctor to come and help them,
and that theso devils caught him in the bay
just in sight of home, and that he has never
seen anybody from home sinco then. And this
one says," choked out Nolan, " that he has not
heard a word from his homo in six months,
whilo he has been locked up in an infernal
Vaughan always said he grow gray himself
while Nolan struggled through this interpreta
tion. I, who did not understand anything of
the passi6n involved in it, saw that the very
elements wero melting with a fervent heat,
and that something was to pay somewhere.
Even tho negroes themselves stopped howling,
as they saw Nolan's agony, and Vaughan's
almost equal agony of sympathy. As quick as
he could get words, he said,
" Tell them yes, yes, yes ; tell them thoy shall
go to tho Mountains of the Moon, if they will.
If I sail the schooner through the Great White
Desert, they shall go home!"
And after some fashion Nolan said so. And
then they all fell to kissing him again, and
wanted to rub his nose with theirs.
But ho could not stand it long; and getting
Vaughan to say ho might go back, he beckoned
mo down into our boat. As wo lay back in the
stern-sheets and the men gavo way, he said to
mo, " Youngster, let that show you what it
is to be without a family, without a home, and
without a country. And if you aro ever
tempted to say a word or to do a thing that
shall put a bar between you and your family,
your home, and your country, pray God in His
mercy to take you that instant homo to His
own heaven. Stick by your family boy; for
get you have a self, while you do everything
for them. Think of your home, boy; write
and send, and talk about it. Let it bo nearer
and nearor to your thought, tho farther you
havo to travel from it; and rush back to it,
when you are free, as that poor black slavo is
doing now. And for your country, boy," and
tho words rattled in his throat, "and for that
flag," and ho pointed to the ship, " never dream
a dream but of serving her as sho bids you,
though the servico carry you through a thou
sand hells. No matter what happens to you,
no matter who flatters you or who abuses you,
never look at another flag, never let a night
pass but you pray God to bless that flag. Re
member, boy, that behind all theso men you
havo to do with, behind officers, and govern
ment, and people oven, there is tho Country
Herself, your Country, and that you belong to
Her as you belong to your own mother. Stand
by Her, boy, as you would stand by your
mother, if those devils thero had got hold of
I was frightened to death by his calm, hard
passion ; but I blundered out, that I would, by
all that was holy, and that I had never thought
of doing anything else. He hardly seemed to
hear me ; but he did, almost in a whisper, say,
" Oh, if anybody had said so to me when I
was of your age ! "
I think it was this half-confidence of his,
which I never abused, for I never told this
story till now, which afterward made us great
friends. He was very kind to me. Often he
sat up, or even got up, at night to walk the
deck with me, when it was my watch. He ex
plaincdto me a great deal of my mathematics,
and I owo to him my taste for mathematics.
He lent me books, and helped me about my
reading. He never alluded so directly to his
story again ; but from one and another officer
I have learnod, in thirty years, what I am tell
ing. When wo parted from him in St. Thomas
harbor, at the end of our cruise, I wa3 more
sorry than I can tell. I was very glad to meet
him again in 1S30 ; and later in life, when I
thought I had some influence in Washington,
I moved heaven and earth to have him dis
charged. But it was like getting a ghost out
of prison. Thoy pretended there was no such
man, and never was such a man. They will say
so at tho Department now ! Perhaps they do
not know, lt will not be the first thing in the
scrvico of which tho Department appears to
There is a story that Nolan met Burr onco
on one of our vessels, when a party of Ameri
cans camo on board in tho Mediterranean. But
this I believo to bo a lie; or rather, it is a
myth, ben trovalo, involving a tremendous
blowing-up with which he sunk Burr, asking
him how he liked to be "without a country."
But it is clear, from Burr's life, that nothing of
the sort could havo happened ; and I mention
this only as an illustration of tho stories which
get a-going whore there is the least mystery at
So poor Philip Nolan had his wish fulfilled.
I know but ono fato moro dreadful : it is the fate
reserved for those men who shall have ono day
to exile themselves from their country becauso
they have attempted her ruin, and shall havo
at the same time to seo the prosperity and
honor to which she rises when sho has rid her
self of them and their iniquities. Tho wish of
poor Nolan, as we all learned to call him, not
becauso his punishment was too great, but be
causo his repentance was so clear, was pre
cisely the wish of overy Bragg and Beauregard
who broko a soldiers oath two years ago, and
of overy Maury and Barron who broke a
sailor's. I do not know how often they havo
repented. I do know that they have dono all
that in them lay that they might have no
country, that all tho honors, associations,
memories, and hopes which belong to " coun
try " might bo broken up into littlo shreds and
distributed to tho winds. I know, too, that
their punishment, as they vegctato through
what is left of life to them in wretched Bou
lognes and Leicester Squares, where they are
destined to upbraid each other till they die,
will havo all the agony of Nolan's, with tho
added pang that overy ono who sees them will
seo them to despiso and to execrate them.
They will havo their wish, like him.
For him, poor fellow, ho repented of his
follj', and then, like a man, submitted to the
fato ho had asked for. He never intentionally
added to tho difficulty or delicacy of the charge
of thoso who had him in hold. Accidents
would happen; but they never happened from
his fault. Lieutenant Truxton told me, that,
when Texas was annoxed, thero was a careful
discussion umong tho officers, whether they
should get hold of Nolan's handsome sot of
maps, and cut Toxas out of it, from tho map
of tho world nud tho map of Mexico. Tho
United States had been cut out when tho atlas
was bought for him. But it was voted,
rightly enough, that to do this would be vir
tually to reveal to him what had happened, or,
as Harry Colo said, to make him think Old
Burr had succeeded. So it was from no fault
of Nolan's that a great botoh happened at my
own table, when, for a short time, I was in
command of tho Georgo Washington corvette,
on theSouth-Amcrican station. Wo wero lying
in tho La Platto, and somo of tho officers, who
had been on shore, and had just joined again,
wero "entertaining us with accounts of their
misadventures in riding the half-wild horses of
Buenos Ayres. Nolan was at table, and was in
an unusually bright and talkative mood. Somo
stoiy of a tumble reminded him of an adven
ture of his own, whon ho was catching wild
horses in Toxas with his brother Stephen, at a
time when he must have been quite ahoy. Ha
told tho story with a good deal of spirit, so
much so, that tho silence which often follows a
good Btory hung over tho table for an instant,
to be broken by Nolan himself. For he asked,
"Pray, what has become of Texas? After
the Mexicans got thoir independence, I thought
that provinco of Toxas would como forward
very fast. It la really ono of the finest regions
on earth; it is tho Italy of this continent.
But I have not seen or hoard a word of Texas
for near twenty years."
There wore two Texan officers at the tabic
Tho reason he had never heard of Toxas was
that Texas and her affairs had been painfully
cut out of his newspapers sinco Austin began
his settlements ; so that, whilo ho read of Hon
duras and Taiuaulipas, and, till quite lately, of
California, this virgin provinco, in which his
brother had traveled so far, and, I boliove, had
died, had ceased to bo to him. Waters and
Williams, tho two Texas men, looked grimly at
each other, and tried not to laugh. Edward
Morris had his attontion attracted by tho third
link in the chain of tho captain's chandolier.
Watrous was seized with a convulsion of Bneez
ing. Nolan himself saw that something was
to pay, ho did not know what. And I, as mas
tor of the feast, had to say,
"Texas is out of tha map, Mr. Nolan. Have
you seen Captain Back's curiona aocount of Sir
Thomaa Roe's Wojoomo?"
After that cranio I neve; saw Nolan. lumiiu
I wxoto to him at letw! trFi? a year, foz in thai !
voyage wo became oven confidentially intimate ;
but he never wrote to me. The other men tell
rac that in those fifteen years heaped very fast,
as well ho might indeed, but that he was still
the same gentlo, uncomplaining, silent sufferer
that he ever was, bearing as best ho could hi3
self-appointed punishment rather less social,
perhaps, with new men whom ho did not know,
but moro anxious, apparently, than evor to
servo and befriend and teach the boys, somo of
whom fairly seemed to worship him. And
now it seems the dear old fellow is dead. Ho
has found a home at last, and a country.
Sinco writing this, and while considering
whether or no I would print it, a3 a warning
to tho young Nolan3 and Vallandighams and
Tatnalls of to-day of what it is to throw away
a country, I havo received from Danforth, who
is on board tho Levant, a letter which gives an
account of Nolan's last hours. It removes all
my doubts about telling this story.
To understand the first words of tho letter,
the non-professional reader should remember
that after 1817 the position of every officer who
had Nolan in chaTge was one of the greatest
delicacy. The Government had failed to re
new tho order of 1807 regarding him. What
was a man to do? Should he let him go?
What, then, if ho wero called to account by
the Department for violating the order of 1807?
Should ho keep him? What, then, if Nolan
should bo liberated some day, and should bring
an action for false imprisonment or kidnap
ping against every man who had had him in
chargo? I urged and pressed thi3 upon South
ard, and I havo reason to think that other offi
cers did tho same thing. But tho Secretary al
ways said, as thoy so often do at Washington,
that thero wero no special orders to give, and
that wo must act on our own judgment. That
means, " If you succeed, you will bo sustained ;
if you fail, you will bo disavowed." Well, as
Danforth say3, all that is over now, though I
do not know but I expose myself to a criminal
prosecution on theovidenco of tho very revela
tion I am making.
Hero is tho letter :
"Levant, 2 2' S. 131 W.
" Deae Fr.ED : I try to find heart and life
to tell you that it is all over with dear old
Nolan. I havo been with him on this voyage
more than I evor was, and I can understand
wholly now tho way in which you used to
speak of the dear old fellow. I could see that
he was not strong, but I had no idea the end
wa3 so near. The doctor had been watching
him very carefully, and yesterday morning
came to me and told me that Nolan was not
so well, and had not left his state-room a
thing I never remember before. He had let
the doctor como and seo him as he lay there
tho first time the doctor had been in the state
room and ho said he should like to see me.
Oh, dear ! do you remember the mysteries wo
boys used to invent about his room, in tho old
Intrepid days? Well, I went in, and there, to
be sure, the poor felloiv lay in his berth, smil
ing ileasantlyas he gave me his hand, but look
ing very frail. I could not help a glance around,
which showed me what a little shrine he had
mado of the box ho was lying in. The stars and
stripes were triced up above and around a
picture of Washington, and ho had painted a
majestic eagle, with lightnings blazing from
his beak and his foot just clasping the whole
globe, which his wings overshadowed. The
dear old boy saw my glance, and said, with a
sad smile, ' Here, you see, I have a country !'
And then he pointed to the foot of his bed,
where I had not seen before a great map of the
United States, as he had drawn it from memory,
and which he had there to look upon as he lay.
Quaint, queer old names were on it, in large
letters: 'Indiana Territory,' 'Mississippi Ter
ritory,' and ' Louisiana Territory,' as I suppose
our fathers learned such things: but the old
fellow had patched in Texas, too ; he had car
ried his western boundary all the way to tho
Pacific, but on that shore he had defined noth
ing. '"Oh, Danforth,' he said, 'I know I am
dying. I cannot get home. Surely you will
tell mo something now? Stop! stop! Do not
speak till I say what I am sure yon know, that
thero is not in this ship, that there is not in
America, God bless her! a more loyal man
than I. There cannot be a man who loves the
old flag as I do, or prays for it as I do, or hopes
for it as I do. There are thirty-four stars in it
now, Danforth. I thank God for that, though
I do not know what their names are. There
has never been one taken away: I thank God
for that. I know by that, that there has never
been any successful Burr. Oh, Danforth, Dan
forth,' ho sighed out, 'how like a wretched
night's dream a boy's idea of personal fame or
of separate sovereignty seems, when one looks
back on ifc after euoli a life as mine! But tell
me tell me something tell me everything,
Danforth, before I die!'
" Ingham, I swear to yon that I felt like a
monster that I had not told him everything
before. Danger or no danger, delicacy or no
delicacy, who was I, that I should have been
acting the tyrant all this time over this dear,
sainted old man, who had years ago expiated,
in his wholo manhood's life, tho madness of a
boy's treason ? ' Mr. Nolan,' said I, ' I will tell
you everything you ask about. Only, where
shall I begin ?'
" Oh, the blessed smile that crept over his
white face ! and he pressed my hand and said,
'God bless you!' 'Tell me their names,' h8
said, and he pointed to tho stars on the flag.
'The last I know is Ohio. My father lived in
Kentucky. But I havo guessed Michigan and
Indiana and Mississippi that was where Fort
Adams is they mako twenty. But where aro
your other fourteen ? You havo not cut up any
of tho old oue3, 1 hope V
" Well, that was not a bad text, and I told
him tho names in as good order as I could, and
ho bade me tako down his beautiful map and
draw them in as I best could with my pencil.
Ho was wild with delight about Texas, told mo
now his brother died there; he had marked a
gold cross whore he supposed his brother's grave
was ; and he had guessed at Texas. Then ho
was delighted as he saw California and Oregon ;
that, ho said, he had suspected partly, because
ho had never been permitted to land on that
shore, though the ships were there so much.
'And the men,' said ho, laughing, 'brought off
a good deal besides furs.' Then he went back
heavens, how far! to a3k about the Chesa
peako, and what was done to Barron for sur
rendering her to the Leopard, and whether
Burr over tried again and ho ground his teeth
with the only passion he showed. But in a
moment that was over, and he said, 'God for
give mo, for I am suro I forgive him.' Then
he asked about the old war told mo the true
story of his serving the gun tho day we took
the Java asked about dear old David Porter,
as ho called him. Then he settled down mora
quietly, and very happily, to hear mo tell in
an hour tho history of fifty years.
" now I wished it had boen somebody who
know something ! But I did as well as I could.
I told him of the English war. I told him
about Fulton and tho steamboat beginniug. I
told him about old Scott and Jackson; told
him all I could think about the Mississippi,
and New Orleans, and Texas and his own old
Kentucky. And do you think he asked who
was in command of tho "Legion of tho We3t."
I told him it wjis a very gallant officer, named
Grant, and that, by our last news, he was about
to establish his headquarters at Vicksburg.
Then, ' Where was Vicksburg?' I worked that
out on tho map; it was about a hundred miles,
moro or less, abovo his old Fort Adams; and I
thought Fort Adams must bo a ruin now. 'It
must bo at old Vicks' plantation,' said he;
' well, that is a change ! '
" I tell you, Ingham, it was a hard thing to
condense the history of half a century into
that talk with a sick man. And I do not know
what I told him of emigration, and the means
of it of steamboats and railroads and tele
graphs of inventions and books and literature
of the colleges and West Point and the Naval
School but with tho queorest interruptions
that you over heard. You seo it was Robinson
Crusoe asking all tho accumulated questions of
" I remember ho asked, all of a suddon, who
was President now ; and when I told him, he
asked if Old Abo was General Benjamin Lin
coln's son. Ho said he met old General Lin
coln, when he was quite a boy himself, at somo
Indian treaty. I said no, that Old Abe was a
Kentuckian like himself, but I could not tell
him of what family; ho had worked up from
tho ranks. 'Good for him!' cried Nolan; 'I
am glad of that. As I have brooded and won
dered, I havo thought our danger was in keep
ing up thoso regular successions in the first
families.' Then I got talking about my visit
to Washington. I told him of meeting tha
Oregou Congressman, Harding; I told him
about the Smithsonian and tho Exploring Ex
pedition ; I told him about tho Capitol and
the statues for the pediment and Crawford's
Liborty and Grcenough'3 Washington: Ing
ham, I told him ovorything I could think of
that-would sho wtho grandeur of his country and
its prosperity: but I could not mako up my
mouth to toll him a word about this infernal
".And he dxaatk II Is, sad 'enjoyed it as I
cannot tell you. He grew moro and more silent,
yot I never thought he was tired or faint. I
gave him a glass of water, but he just wet h3
lips, and told me not to go away. Then he asked
mo to bring the Presbyterian 'Book of Publie
Prayer,' which lay there, and said, with a
smile, that it would open at the right placo
and so it did. There was his double red mark
down tho page ; and I knelt down and read,
and ho repeated with mc ' For ourselves and
our country, O gracious God, wc thank Thee,
that, notwithstanding our manifold transgres
sions of Thy holy laws, Thou has continued to
us Thy marvellous kindness' and so to the end
of that thanksgiving. Then ho turned to tha
end of the same book, and I read tho worda
more familiar tome Most heartily we beseech,
Theo with Thy favor to behold and blesa Thy
servant, tho President of tho United States,
and all others in authority' and thereat of
the Episcopal collect. 'Danforth,' said tha, 'I
have repeated those prayers night and morn
ing, it is now fifty-fivo years.' And then he
said ho would go to sleep. He bent me down,
over him and kissed me; and ho said, 'Look in
my Bible, Danforth, when I am gone.' And I
"But I had no thought it was the end. I
thought ho was tired and would sleop. I
knew he was happy, and I wanted him to be
"But in an hour, when the doctor went in
gently, he found Nolan had breathed his life
away with a smile. He had something pressed
close to his lips. It was his father's badge of
the Order of Cincinnati.
" We looked in his Biblo, and there wasaslip
of paper, at tho next place where ho haa
marked the text
'"They desiro a country, oven a heavenly i
wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their
God: for ho hath prepared for them a city.'
" On this slip of paper ho had written
" ' Bury mo in the soa ; it has been my home,
and I love it. But will not somo one set up a
stono for my memory at Fort Adams or at Or
leans, that my disgrace may not bo moro than.
I ought to bear ? Say on it
"' In Memory of
"' Lieutenant in the Army of the United States.
" ' He loved his country as no other man haa
loved her; but no man deserved les3 at hex
hands.'" Edward Everett Rale.
SONGS OF THE CAMP.
Our Battle Flaj.
By W. T. Fitzgerald.
Our battle flag, our starry Hag,
That floats on every breeze;
At home, abroad, in foreign climes,
On land or stormy seas.
On thee a Nation's hopes are fixed,
Tri-color of tbe free.
God curse the traitor hand that would
Erase one star from thee !
Our battle flag, our stnrry flag;
How oft I've heard them tell
Of honors won on bloody fields,
Of comrades brave that fell ;
How Thomas fought, and Lyon bled
The Kallant sons cf Mars
And Ileynolds died at Gettysburg:,
Beneath its crimson bars.
Our battle flag, our starry flag,
That waved triumphantly
O'er hill and plain, thro' iron hall,
"With "Sherman to tbe sea;"
That blazed o'er gnllnnt Farragut,
And, with its splendor bright,
Inspired Columbia's gallant sons
On many a stormy night.
Our battle flatr, our starry flag,
Is safe with us to-day;
'Twill fly as proud in freedom's sky
When we have passed away ;
And generations yet unborn,
"With hearts as warm and true.
Shall guard each bright and glittering- atsg
Upon its field of blue.
Our battle flag, our starry flag.
We welcome 'neath thy folds
Each valiant arm for freedom raised
That here its fame upholds;
No North, no South, no East, no West,
The land is one in thee,
And dwells in peace beneath thy stars,
Blight banner of the free !
They're gone! the watchfires they have set
Glow 'round the mountain passes yet ;
Out through the daikness of the night
They flash in silent flickering light.
They shine on victory's distant track.
Whence none, alas! for him comes back;
They let him bleed to death to-night,
True sentry on the field of fight.
Hushed is the tumult of tbe frny,
The powder smoke h.is blown away.
Faint broken shouts rail on liia rar;
His comrades nil are far from here.
Yet, though his comrades all are far.
There gleams full many a. golden star,
And angel hands light up on high
Th' eternal watchfires of the sky.
On, comrades brave, to victory !
Farewell, O banners, high and free
He can no longer go with you,
Another camp is in his view.
White banners in the moonlight spread
Float through the heavens o'er his head j
Slow sinking now he sees them wave
And flutter o'er a soldier's grave.
" O, loved one, 'tis tbe thought of thee
Alone weighs down my heart in mo !
Yet weep not, Love, be this thy prido,
That bravely at his post he died!
"The Lord of Hosts, unseen on high.
Leads out the armies of the sky.
Soon shall he call ray name out clear.
And I, true sentry, answer Here !
Tho ITlld Flowers of YaUer Forge.
Blest be the flowers that freely blow
In this neglected spot;
Anemone, w ith leaves of snow,
And blue forget-me-not.
God's laurels weave their classic wrcatn.
Their pale pink blossoms wave
O'er lowly moui:d-. where rest beneath
Our soldiers in their grave.
In white and gold the daisies shine
All o'er EncampaH-nt Hill,
Thero wild ro-e and the Columbine
Lift glistening- banners still.
Here plumy ferns, an eniemid fringe.
Adorn our stream's bright way ;
And toft gras3, whencu the violut sprints,
With fragrant flowers of May.
Oh, there's a spell around these blooms
Owned by no rarer flowers !
They blo.-om on our martyrs' tombs.
And they shall bloom on ours.
To us, as to our sires, thoir tone
Breathes forth the same glad strain:
'We spring to life when winter's gone.
And ye shall rise again."
A Tolce From the Farm.
By Edmund Lyons.
"You say that my life is a round of toll? "
The stalwart farmer said.
"That I scarce can wrest from the oft-tilled toll
My pittance of daily bread?
Vell, what you tell me in part is true.
I am seldom an idle man,
But I value the blessing of rest, as yon,
"Who havo much of it, never can.-
"And, surely, I never have worked in vain,
From the spring to the golden fall;
The harvest has ever brought waving grain.
Enough and to spare for all.
And when in the evenirg, freed from care,
I sei at my farmhouse door
My wife and httlu ones waiting there.
Oh, what has tho millionairo more!
"Sly children may never Itave hoarded wealths
Their lives may at times be rough;
But if in their homes they have lovo and ha.ilth,
They will find thee riches enough.
The only land they will ever own
Is the "land that the strny nht arm
And the patient, fearless heart alone
Con till to a fertile farm.
" I have nothing boyond my simple wants
And a little for cloudy days;
But no grim spectre my homestead haunts,
Such as silver and gold mixht raise.
Around me are eyes tht with sparkling lnlrti
Or with pirtcul contentment shine
And no weMlth-clogged lord upon all the aartk
Has a lot more blessed than miu.
"Oh, yes, I'm laboring all day loajr,
"With the mind and the rauaela, too;
But I thank the Lord, who has made me atroajf,
And given me work hi do.
For what, indeed, i tha idle drons
But a vampire on the land.
Reaping: fruit that by thr wiw sown.
And no4 by his own right band ! "
Ji. Y. Clipptr.
Twenty Tsars a Sufferer.
E.V. Pixkce, II. D., Buffalo, N. T.: De&e
Sir Twenty years ago I was shipwrecked oa
tha Atlantic Ocean, and the cold and exposcxa
caused a largo abscess to form on each 14,
which kept continually .discharging. Aftee
spending hundreds of dollars, withtao beneflij
I tried your " Golden Medical Discovery" ana
now, in less than three months after tafclng
tho first bottlo, I am thankful to say I am com
pletely cured, and for tho first time in tea
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am youii WIMJAM EYDEB,
87 Jefferson St., Buffalo. K. Y