28THOMAS
JEFFERSON.
man--what the emotions that swelled his
breast--who was charged with the preparation of that
Declaration, which, while it made known the wrongs of
America, was also to publish her to the world, free,
soverign (sic) and independent. It is one of the most
remarkable papers ever written; and did no other
effort of the mind of its author exist, that alone
would be sufficient to stamp his name with
immortality.
In 1779 Mr. Jefferson was elected
successor to Patrick Henry, as Governor of Virginia.
At one time the British officer, Tarleton, sent a
secret expedition to Monticello, to capture the
Governor. Scarcely five minutes elapsed after the
hurried escape of Mr. Jefferson and his family, ere
his mansion was in possession of the British troops.
His wife's health, never very good, was much injured
by this excitement, and in the summer of 1782 she
died.
Mr. Jefferson was elected to
Congress in 1783. Two years later he was appointed
Minister Plenipotentiary to France. Returning to the
United States in September, 1789, he became Secretary
of State in Washington's cabinet. This position he
resigned Jan. 1, 1794. In 1797, he was chosen Vice
President, and four years later was elected President
over Mr. Adams, with Aaron Burr as Vice President. In
1804 he was re-elected with wonderful unanimity, and
George Clinton, Vice President.
The early part of Mr. Jefferson's
second adminstration (sic) was disturbed by an event
which threatened the tranquility and peace of the
Union; this was the conspiracy of Aaron Burr. Defeated
in the late election to the Vice Presidency, and led
on by an unprincipled ambition, this extraordinary man
formed the plan of a military expedition into the
Spanish territories on our southwestern frontier, for
the purpose of forming there a new republic. This has
been generally supposed was a mere pretext; and
although it has not been generally known what his real
plans were, there is no doubt that they were of a far
more dangerous character.
In 1809, at the expiration of the
second term for which Mr. Jefferson had been elected,
he determined to retire from political life. For a
period of nearly forty years, he had been continually
before the public, and all that time had been employed
in offices of the greatest trust and responsibility.
Having thus devoted the best part of his life to the
service of his country, he now felt desirous of that
rest which his declining years required, and upon the
organization of the new administration, in March,
1809, he bid farewell forever to public life, and
retired to Monticello.
Mr. Jefferson was profuse in his
hospitality. Whole families came in their coaches with
their horses, fathers and mothers, boys and girls,
babies and nurses,--and remained three and even six
months. Life at Monticello, for years, resembled that
at a fashionable watering-place.
The fourth of July, 1826, being the
fiftieth anniversary of the Declaration of American
Independence, great preparations were made in every
part of the Union for its celebration, as the nation's
jubilee, and the citizens of Washington, to add to the
solemnity of the occasion, invited Mr. Jefferson, as
the framer, and one of the few surviving signers of
the Declaration, to participate in their festivities.
But an illness, which had been of several weeks
duration, and had been continually increasing,
compelled him to decline the invitation.
On the second of July, the disease
under which he was laboring left him, but in such a
reduced state that his medical attendants, entertained
no hope of his recovery. From this time he was
perfectly sensible that his last hour was at hand. On
the next day, which was Monday, he asked of those
around him, the day of the month, and on being told it
was the third of July, he expressed the earnest wish
that he might be permitted to breathe the air of the
fiftieth anniversary. His prayer was heard that day,
whose dawn was hailed with such rapture through our
land, burst upon his eyes, and then they were closed
forever. And what a noble consummation of a noble
life! To die on that day,--the birthday of a
nation,--the day which his own name and his own act
had tendered glorious; to die amidst the rejoicings
and festivities of a whole nation, who looked up to
him, as the author, under God, of their greatest
blessings, was all that was wanting to fill up the
record his life.
Almost at the same hour of his
death, the kindred spirit of the venerable Adams as if
to bear him company, left the scene of his earthly
honors. Hand in hand they had stood forth, the
champions of freedom; hand in hand, during the dark
and desperate struggle of the Revolution, they had
cheered and animated their desponding countrymen; for
half a century they had labored together for the good
of the country; and now hand in hand they depart. In
their lives they had been united in the same great
cause of liberty, and in their deaths they were not
divided.
In person Mr. Jefferson was tall and
thin, rather above six feet in height, but well
formed; his eyes were light, his hair originally red,
in after life became white and silvery; his complexion
was fair, his fore head broad, and his whole
countenance intelligent and thoughtful. He possessed
great fortitude of mind as well as personal courage;
and his command of temper was such that his oldest and
most intimate friends never recollected to have seen
him in a passion. His manners, though dignified, were
simple and unaffected, and his hospitality was so
unbounded that all found at his house a ready welcome.
In conversation he was fluent, eloquent and
enthusiastic; and his language was remarkably pure and
correct. He was a finished classical scholar, and in
his writings is discernable the care with which he
formed his style upon the best models of antiquity.
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