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depressing influences ever destroyed that natural buoyancy, geniality and vivacious bon homme which he possessed in a marked degree. These qualities ever attracted to hiui the young men, who enjoyed his society and profited by his example and advice, while his extensive reading, long observation of men and manners, his delicate humor and great refinement, threw a charm over his converse with people of all ages. In ...--X .-. i__i i ...i . kindness hi- *
depressing influences ever destroyed that natural buoyancy, geniality and vivacious bon homme which he possessed in a marked degree. These qualities ever attracted to him the young men, who enjoyed his society and profited by his example and advice, while his extensive reading, long observation of men and manners, his delicate humor and great refinement, threw a charm over his converse with people of all ages. In short, it may truly be said that in his unobtrusive kindness, his humble estimate of himself, his reliance for support on a higher power; in his unselfish regard for the welfare of all, his charity, his acts of forgiveness; in his consistent life and peaceful death lie displayed in a marked degree the attributes of the Christian geutlemen. In the immediate circle of his family and relatives his loss has created an aching void which can never be filled, while his friends will ever cherish with mournful pleasure the remembrance of his many virtues.—Argus.
8. Air, h. 13, 1. below 0 Thermometers in various parts of the
city indicated a temperature varying from 10 to 16deg. below zero
Cornelia Chapin, wife of Gen. S. D. Brown, died.
9. Air, h. 22,1. 2 The Old Brick Church.—-The Rev. Mr. Smart
preached for the last time in the Old Brick (Congregational) Church last evening. The pews and other furniture are to be sold on Saturday, and must be removed by the first of March next, when stores are to be erected upon its site by Messrs. Mann & Waldman, the owners of this property. There are associations connected with this old church that will never be forgotten by those who have worshiped within its walls. Here the Rev. Dr. Nott, about the commencement of the present century, then in the dawn of that fame which afterward gave the widest celebrity as a pulpit orator, preached to crowded and delighted audiences. Here he pronounced that remarkable discourse against duelling, called out by the death of Alexander Hamilton at the hands of Aaron Burr in 1804, passages of which are still cited in the school books as among the finest specimens of American oratory. Dr. Nott became pastor of this church towards the close of the last century, and remained iu charge until he was called to the presidency of Union College in 1804, a position which he filled with distinguished success for the unexampled period of about sixty years. Other remarkable preachers have filled this pulpit, including the Rev. Dr. Campbell, who remained until the removal of his congregation to the new church, built by his efforts, at the corner of Philip and Hudson streets. Dr. Campbell was one of the most celebrated aud able of the many able divines of Albany. His sermons gave evidence of a keen and cultivated intellect; and if all that he delivered withiu the walls of that church could be gathered and published, they would constitute many volumes of discourses, characterized at once by great intellectual power, and by the most polished diction. Such associations will be cherished by the numerous congregations that have worshiped here, long after its walls have disappeared. The old church gives way to the demands of trade. This has long driven most of its members to other parts of the city, and now the site has become one of the most valuable in the city for commercial purposes. The present congregation will hold service hereafter in Association Hall until the completion of their new edifice on Eagle
street.— Paper The temperature changed from extreme cold to
moderate, with snow, and rain, and at night to extreme cold again
Norah, wife of James Mooney, died, aged 54. Alexander Nelson died, aged 22.
10. Air, h. 32,1. 3.
11. Air, h. 10,1.—3 Stephen B. Hutchinson, Jr., died,aged22.
Mary A., wife of Peleg Noyes, died, aged 61. Michael Bowe died, aged 22.
12* Air, h. 10, 1.—6 Mrs. Sarah L. Batcheldor died. Mrs.
Mary Hale died, aged 91. Eliza Margaret, daughter of the late Henry I. Bleecker of Albany, and widow of Judge Chapman, died at Mobile, Alabama.
13. Air, h. 17,1. 8 William McCormick died, aged 57. John
Tweddle, Jr., died at Bergen, N. J. John Gardner died, aged 84. The following account of him was written by General John Meredith Bead, Jr., for the Evening Journal. Few residents of Albany had more friends or a wider circle of acquaintance than old Gardner. He was one of the few remaining specimens of the thoroughly trained, ancient family servants. Always efficient, honest and truly courteous, he offered an example which was not without its influence in this community. We have learned many lessons of true politeness from this good old man. The Bible dignifies the calling of a servant, while it inculcates humility and strict obedience to superiors. Gardner approached more nearly the requirements of the New Testament in this respect than almost any other we ever knew. He performed what are commonly considered unusual duties with an air of refinement which spoke volumes for his real gentility of mind and heart. Who, that has seen him of late years toiling up and down our steep streets, can ever forget the amiable smile, the deferential greeting, the raised hat, with which he saluted each passing acquaintance? Under the most trying circumstances, even when pain racked every nerve, his natural politeness asserted itself, and haloed his intercourse with all. Over the grave of such a man we may indeed shed mingled tears of joy and regret of joy, that he is released from all earthly suffering; of regret, that we have lost a gentle, genial and unselfish friend. To his memory we pay our tribute of respect, and to those who knew his worth we offer the following slight sketch of his life: John Gardner was born about 1787, on Colonel John Walker's plantation, called Belle Beau, six miles from Milton county, Virginia. His father was a captain in the royal British army, and his mother was for many years the trusted housekeeper at Belle Beau. Colonel Walker's wife was a Miss Custer, and their daughter married Mr. Cleland Kinlaw, of South Carolina. The granddaughter, Miss Kinlaw, married Judge Hugh Nelson, son of Mrs. Nelson, of Yorktown, whose fine mansion sheltered many of our wounded men during the late rebellion. Colonel Walker kept many house servants, and owned several hundred slaves. On one occasion Gardner said to the writer, " When I was a little tyke, sir, I was an outrider. I wore a little red suit, with gilt bell buttons and top boots, and I rode in front of Colonel Walker's carriage, to open the gates, and tend to the ladies' calls. Sir, Colonel Walker's house was a very fine one, sir. It had great pillars in front, and wings like the Manor house. The floors were washed twice a day. Every morning in the right season, sir, Colonel Walker would come out into the grounds dressed in a large flannel dressing gown, and call for me. And I would run by his side with a basket and pick enough mushrooms for breakfast, sir. Colonel Walker bad a church of his own, sir, on his place, and Parson Murray preached in it. Some years ago, Mr. Frank Walker, sir, came to Saratoga Springs, and his waiter stopped here to see me. I remembered him, sir, for he used to live with Mr. Frank Tipball; but I 'spect they're all gone now, sir. While I lived with Colonel Walker, I frequently saw Mr. John Peyton. He was a stout, fine looking gentleman. I often went over to Monticello, Mr. Thomas Jefferson's place, on the top of the high hill. You have been there within a few years, sir; and you remember, in the hall, the bust of some famous Frenchman, I've forgotten his outlandish name, sir, [Voltaire]. Mr. Jefferson was a tall, thin man. Mr. Thomas Randolph was often there. He was tall and slim, too. His place was called Shadwell. Peter Hammond, a slave, a club footed man, was Mr. Jefferson's cook. His head waiter was named Burrill. The kitchens, you know, sir, were built partly under ground, and connected with the main building by long passage ways. If you stood at one end, it was like looking through a spy-glass, sir, to see the sun rise. Mr. Jefferson had glasses of all sizes, sir, arranged at different heights, so that he could sit on his piazza, sir, and look all over the country. He was a very kind man, sir, was Mr. Jefferson. He once found me asleep near his house, and he waked me up quite gently like, sir, and sent me home to Colonel John Walker's with a pocket full of cherries." We cannot do better than let Gardner tell his story throughout in his own words. "Colonel Walker bound me out to Wort Baker to learn the trade of a shoemaker, sir; but Baker turned out to be a drunkard, and he finally took me to the court house at Winchester and gave up to me my articles of indenture, although I had still several years to serve. I then went for awhile to work for one Brady, a shoemaker ; but I soon left him and engaged as driver to Judge Hugh Holmes, whose house, and office and other buildings were built of limestone, and occupied a whole square, sir, in the town of Winchester, Virginia. He was a very nice gentleman, sir; and I used to accompany him on the circuit. He was a great favorite in that section of country. We used to go to Culpepper, Rockingham, and so on, sir. I remember Mr. Monroe, sir. He was not a very large man. Mr. Madison though, sir, was pretty lusty. I stayed a week at his place, sir, when I was in Judge Holmes's service. I recollect well Judge Lee, of Winchester. He was tall and slim, and very good looking; and very much of a gentleman, sir. I drove Judge Holmes on one occasion to Mount Vernon, to attend a barbecue. You have seen such things, sir, in your time. And you remember that the meat is put in, and the trees are cut down and driven in around the fire in a circle; and a great dance is got up about it. General Washington was dead at the time I visited Mont Vernon. The stables were back of the house, and there were chains about the gap in the court yard. After I left Judge Holmes, I lived awhile with Mr. McGuire, who kept a very stylish boarding house, from thence I went by stage to Fredericktown. There General Peter Gansevoort saw me, and engaged me as his body servant. He was then attending the trial of General Wilkinson. I came north with him to Albany, and lived with him till he died, about the year 1813. He died in a house where the Delavan House now is. He was a very nice gentleman, sir. I remember I led the general's horse in the funeral procession, which was a very grand affair, sir. I next lived with Chancellor John Lansing till his death.