ripened his faculties, endowed him with powers of conversation I have not found surpassed in my intercourse with society, at home or abroad. His conduct and bearing at that early period have left an enduring impression upon my memory of mental traits, which his subsequent course in life, developed and confirmed. And the commanding position and ascendency of the man were foreshadowed by the standing and influence of the boy among the comrades who sur

rounded him.

"Fifty years ago, we parted-he to prepare for his splendid career in the good old land of our ancestors, and I to encounter the rough toils and trials of life, in the great forest of the West. But ere long the report of his words and his deeds penetrated those recesses where human industry was painfully but successfully contending with the obstacles of Nature, and I found that my early companion was assuming a position which confirmed my previous anticipations, and which could only be attained by the rare faculties with which he was gifted. Since then he has gone on, irradiating his path with the splendor of his exertions, till the whole hemisphere was bright with his glory, and never brighter than when he went down in the west, without a cloud to obscure his lustre, calm, clear, and glorious. Fortunate in life, he was not less fortunate in death, for he died with his fame undiminished, his faculties unbroken, and his usefulness unimpaired; surrounded by weeping friends, and regarded with anxious solicitude by a grateful country, to whom the messenger, that mocks at time and space, told from hour to hour the

progress of his disorder, and the approach of his fate. And beyond all this, he died in the faith of a Christian, humble, but hopeful, adding another to the roll of eminent men who have searched the Gospel of Jesus, and have found it the word and the will of God, given to direct us while here, and to sustain us in that hour of trial, when the things of this world are passing away, and the dark valley of the shadow of death is opening before us.

"How are the Mighty Fallen! we may yet exclaim, when reft of our greatest and wisest; but they fall to rise again from death to life, when such quickening faith in the mercy of God, and in the Sacrifice of the Redeemer comes to shed upon them its happy influence, on this side of the grave and beyond it."

CHARLES C. BURLEIGH.

CHARLES C. BURLEIGH, the eccentric and eloquent abolitionist, is brother to William H. and George Burleigh, the celebrated poets. He is an out and out "come-outer"—a non-compromising radical—a splendid scholar-an off-hand orator. He is not so genial as Garrison-but has more force -not so bitter as Pillsbury, but his severity has a keener edge and cuts deeper-less eloquent than Phillips, but more logical than he—not so blunt as Foster, but, like him, he is a plain-dealer. His best thoughts are struck out at a heat, and come to the heart winged with words of fire. There is thunder and lightning in his logic-and the concussion, as well as the conclusion, are irresistible. His arguments are not betinselled with gauze and silver spangles; it is pure gold that glitters in his speeches. You look in vain for the double refined essence of nonsense and affectation, with which literary dandies perfume their productions. There is a smell of gunpowder in the atmosphere, and a mighty fluttering of game, when he levels his gun at a multitude. His arguments are forcible his appeals pathetic-his language classical. When he follows an opponent in debate, he begins at the beginning, pursues his meanderings, and sweeps away his sophistry, as gossamer is swept by the wind. He may be seen selling

books at the door of the building where the convention is held, one minute, and the next minute he may be seen on the platform, addressing an audience. Unmoved by the cat-calls in the gallery, or the scribbling of the reporters at his elbow, he speaks right on, as though, like the prophet Ezekiel, he had swallowed the parchment roll. There is no flaw in his unpremeditated addresses--you cannot discover any welding marks. I do not set him up "too steep," when I venture the assertion, that his addresses found in the abolition papers, will compare favorably with the best speeches made in the Senate Chamber at Washington. Notwithstanding his superior talents and his surpassing power of language, he is a wild man, who ought to be caught and shaved, for his beard stands, or rather hangs, in the way of his usefulness. Unlike Samson, his weakness is in his hair, and he could better slay the Philistines and shake the pillars of the temple, if he would permit some one to crop off his locks. The first time the writer saw him, he looked like a madman just out of Bedlam—but he spoke like an Apostle whose lips had been touched with a live coal from the altar of inspiration. I have seen him frequently since that time, and think that he looks better than he formerly did-as for his speaking, his last effort is always the best.

Mr. Burleigh is a tall, thin man, with light eyes that glow and sparkle when he speaks. He wears a golden beard, long enough to please the taste of the most fastidious Nazarine; permits the hair on his head to grow long, parts it in the middle, and it rolls in auburn ringlets over his narrow

shoulders; dresses plainly, and gives abundant proof that dame Fashion seldom or never replenishes his wardrobe. Is somewhat inclined to Quakerism-although his creed does not appear in the brim of his beaver or the cut of his coat. His character is irreproachable. He has labored untiringly for the welfare of humanity for many years.