Moses Y. Tilden was born in New Lebanon, Nov. 14,
1811, and died there Sept. 9, 1876. His life was uneventful.
Save in its relations to his younger brother, Samuel, it had not
extraordinary points of contact with the outer world. Yet it was a
happily-rounded, worthy life, full of all acts, behavior, and "household
charities" that become a good son, affectionate brother, and faithful
husband, nor deficient in any service due from the intelligent,
public-spirited citizen. The varied knowledge of his manhood had its
basis in an early love of study, cultivated by a good English education at
the Lenox Academy, under Mr. Hotchkin, a noted teacher of that day in
Berkshire. He married Lucy F. Campbell when he had reached the age of
thirty-two, and their home, which became the resort of young and old, was
brightened in his later years by the presence and love of an adopted
daughter. He was senior partner of Tilden & Company, the
pharmaceutists, whose extensive works are elsewhere described; but after
their prosperity was assured he laid aside active business, and occupied
himself with the less exacting cares of stock-raising, for which he had a
great fancy, and for which the fertile valleys and hill-sides of New Lebanon
afford sufficient temptation. Indeed, like Webster in his dying day,
when he had his cattle brought up the lawn to the porch, so the sight of his
own soft-eyed Jerseys was solicited, and was grateful to his failing vision,
when the final hour was near.
As the elder member of the Tilden family, he
maintained during a long and honored life the political principles and
traditions which were like an atmosphere in his father's house. He
inherited, also, or prolonged, that something indefinable of personal
influence or weight of character which had made his father the oracle of the
vicinage, as it made him a foremost and respected citizen. The
republic itself has received its best stamp of perpetuity from men like
these, who sincerely loved their country and its institutions of freedom,
who were not seekers of office, but if in office looked upon themselves as
merely chosen servants of the people. He was identified, of course, with the
largest enterprises in his locality, and his aid or advice were sought in
any new path struck out by the energies of his fellow-citizens, and in every
shifting phase or serious extremity of public affairs. At the local
and State conventions of his party he was often a delegate, and always a
sagacious counselor. There, too, his cautious, watchful diligence and
unforced sagacity of counsel made his place good and his remembrance
cherished among the disinterested and upright of both political parties.
Yet, neither in all these circumstances of his career, nor in the competence
he gradually accumulated, nor in the habitual benevolence and cordial
hospitalities with which it was administered, nor in the gentle manners and
kind speech which were so fit an index of his pure and capacious heart, can
a biographer and friend find all the lineaments of the portrait which he
would fain trace for a memorial. Nor do these alone explain why one or
two thousands thronged form Pittsfield, Albany, Chatham, and Kinderhook,
along with his neighbors of New Lebanon and the Shaker village, to do honor
to his memory and replace his ashes in their native carth. The
reverend gentleman who stood beside his bier went nearer to the heart of the
matter when he found his text in the gospel of Luke and the character of
Joseph of Arimathea, "a counselor, a good man, and a just." For the
quality of his goodness was this, that it was without ostentation or
profession; it had the grace of a genuine humility; in that which concerned
the public it was without a sinister or self-seeking thought; in that which
concerned individuals it was just to the far, and to the near was governed
by the golden rule,--precept matchless in the religious of all ages.
He died avowing a personal faith in the incarnate, crucified, arisen,
atoning, interceding Saviour, the "Lord both of the dead and living."
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