v V ME. WINTIIROP'S ORATION I IsT A.U aXT R ^T I O N^ STATUE OF FRANKLIN, SEPTEMBER 17, 1856. ORATION THE INAUGURATION STATUE OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, IN HIS NATIVE CITY, SEPT. 17, 1856. HON. EGBERT C. WINTHROP. 'L: - U.S.A. ^. <■' WaS- ,.>rt^ BOSTON: PRESS OF T. R. MARVIN, 42 CONGRESS STREET. 1850. / OEATION We are assembled, Mr. Mayor and Fellow Citizens, to do honor to the memoiy of one, of wjiom it is little to say, that from the moment at which Boston first found a local habitation and a name on this Hemisphere — just two huaidred and twenty-six years ago to-day — down even to the present hour of her mature development and her meridian glory, she has given birth to no man of equal ability, of equal celebrity, or of equal claim upon the grateful remembrance and commemoration of his fellow-countrymen and of mankind. We come, on this birth-day of our ancient Metropolis, to decorate her municipal grounds with the image of that one of her native sons, whose name has shed the greatest lustre upon her history ; — proposing it as the appropriate frontispiece and figure-head, if I may so speak, of her Executive and Legislative Halls forever. We come, at this high noon of a new and noble exhibition of the products of New England industry and invention, to inaugurate a work of Art, in which the latest and best efforts of American genius and American skill are fitly and most felicitously embodied in the form and lineaments of the greatest American Mechanic and Philosopher. We come, on this anniversary of the very day on which the Consti- tution of the United States was adopted and signed, to commemorate a Statesman and Patriot, who was second to no one of his time in the services which he rendered to the cause of American Liberty and Independence, and whose privilege it was, at the advanced age of eighty years, to give his official sanction and signature to the hal- lowed Instrument, by which alone that Liberty and Independence could have been organized, administered and perpetuated. I hail the presence of this vast concourse of the People, — assem- bled in all the multiplied capacities and relations known to our polit- ical or our social state, — Mechanic, Mercantile and Agricultural, Literary, Scientific and Professional, Moral, Charitable and Religious, Civil, Military and Masonic, — not forgetting that " Legion of Honor," ■which has decorated itself once more, for this occasion, with the McdSls which his considerate bounty provided for the scholastic tri- umphs of their boyhood, and which are justly prized by every one that wins and wears them, beyond all the insignia which Kings or Emperors could bestow, — I hail the presence of this countless multitude both of Citizens and of Strangers, from which nothing is wanting of dignity or distinction, of brilliancy or of grace, which office, honor, age, youth, beauty could impart, — as the welcome and most impressive evidence, that the day and the occasion are adequately appreciated by all who are privileged to witness them. " Thus strives a grateful Country to display The mighty debt which nothing can repay I " Our City and its environs have not, indeed, been left until now, Fellow-Citizens, wholly destitute of the decorations of sculpture. Washington, — first always to be commemorated by eveiy American community, — has long stood majestically within the inner shrine of our State Capitol, chiseled, as you know, by the celebrated Chantrey, from that pure white marble, which is the fittest emblem of the spot- less integrity and pre-eminent patriotism of a character, to which the history of mere humanity has hitherto furnished no parallel. BowDiTCH, our American La Place, has been seen for many years beneath the shades of Mount Auburn, portrayed with that air of pro- found thought and penetrating observation, which seems almost to give back to the effigy of bronze the power of piercing the skies and measuring the mechanism of the heavens, which only death could take away from the ever-honored original. Near him, in the beautiful Chapel of the same charming Cemetery, will soon be fitly gathered Representative Men of the four great peri- ods of Massachusetts history : — John Winthrop, for whom others may find the appropriate epithet and rightful designation, with the First Charter of Massachusetts in his hand ; — James Otis, that " flame of fire " against Writs of Assistance and all the other earliest manifestations of British aggression; — John Adams, ready to "sink or swim" in the cause of " Independence now and Independence for- ever"; — and Joseph Story, interpreting and administering, with mingled energy and sweetness, the Constitutisnal and Judicial system of our mature existence. Glorious Quaternion, illustrating and per- sonifying a more glorious career ! God grant that tliere may never be wanting a worthy successor to this brilliant series, and that the line of tlie great and good may be as unbroken in tlie future, as it has been in the past history of our beloved Commonwealth ! Primo avulso non deficit alter Aureus. Within the last year, also, the generosity and the genius of our city and country have been nobly combined, in adorning our sp^ious and admirable Music-Hail witli a grand embodiment of that exqui- site Composer, who would almost seem to have been rendered deaf to the noises of earth, that he miglit catch the very music of the spheres, and transfer it to the score of his magnificent symphonies. Nor do we forget, on this occasion, that the familiar and cherished presence of the greatest of the adopted sons of Massachusetts, is soon to greet us again on the Exchange, gladdening the sight of all who congregate there with the incomparable front of Daniel Webster. At the touch of native art, too, the youthful form of the martyred Warren is even now breaking forth from the votive block, to remind us afresh "how good and glorious it is to die for one's country." But for Benjamin Franklin, the greatest of bur native-born sons, and peculiarly the man of the People, has been reserved the eminent- ly appropriate distinction of forming the subject of the first Bronze, open-air, Statue, erected within the limits of the old peninsula of his birth, to ornament one of its most central thorouglifares, and to receive, and I had almost said to reciprocate, the daily salutations of all who pass through tliera. Nor can any one fail to recognize, I think, a peculiar fitness in the place which has been selected for this Statue. Go back with me, Fellow-Citizens, for a moment, to a period just one hundred and forty-two years ago, and let us picture to ourselves the very spot on which we are assembled, as it was in that olden time. Boston was then a little town, of hardly more than ten or twelve thousand inhabitants. Her Three Hills, now scarcely distin- guishable, were then her most conspicuous and characteristic feature, and I need hardly say that almost all the material objects which met the view of a Bostonian in this vicinity, at that day, must have been widely difierent from those which we are now privileged to look upon. No stately structures for City Councils or for Courts of Justice were then standing upon this site. There was no Horticultural Hall in front, delighting the eye and making the mouth water witli the exquisite flowers and luscious fruits of neighboring gardens and green-houses. There were no shops and stores, filled with the count- less fabrics of foreign and domestic labor, facing and flanking it on every side. Yet all was not different. The fathers and founders of Boston and of Massachusetts, — more than one, certainly, of the ear- liest ministers and earliest magistrates of the grand old Puritan Colony, — were slumbering then as tlicy are slumbering now, in their unadorned and humble graves at our side, in what was then little more than a village church-yard, — " Each in Jiis narrow cell forever laid j " — and yonder House of God, of about half its present proportions, was already casting its consecrated shadows over tlie mouldering turf which covered them. At the lower end of the sacred edifice, for the enlargement of which it was finally removed about the year 1748, thero might have been seen a plain wooden building of a story and a half in height, in which Ezekiel Cheever of immortal memory, — " the ancient and honorable Master of the Free School in Boston," — had exercised his magisterial functions for more than five-and-thirty years. He, too, at the date of which I am speaking, was freshly resting from his labors, liaving died, at the age of ninety-four, about six years previously, and having fully justified the quaint remark of Cotton Mather, that he " left off teaching only when mortality took him off." But tlie homely old School-house was still here, under the charge of one Mr. Nathaniel Williams, and among the younger boys who were daily seen bounding forth from its irksome confine- ment at the allotted hour, to play on the very Green on which we are now gathered, was one, who probably as little dreamed that he should ever be the subject of a commemoration or a statue, as the humblest of those five-and-twenty thousand children who are now receiving their education at the public expense within our city limits, and some of whom are at this moment so charmingly grouped around us ! Descended from a sturdy stock, which an original Tithe-Book, — re- cently discovered and sent over to his friend Mr. Everett, by one who finds so much delight himself, and furnishes so much delight to all the world, in dealing with the heroes and demigods of humanity, (Thomas Carlyle) — descended from a sturdy stock of blacksmiths, which this curious and precious relic enables us to trace distinctly back to their anvils and their forge-hammers, and to catch a glimpse of " their black knuckl es and their hobnailed shoes," more than two centuries ago, at the little village of Ecton, in Northamptonshire, Old England, — born, liimself, near the corner of our own Milk Street, only eight years before the scene I have just described, and baptized, with most significant punctu- ality, on the same day, in tlic Old South Meeting House, — he was now, indeed, a briglit, precocious youth, wlio could never remember a time when, he could not read, and his pious father and mother were already cherishing a purpose " to devote him to the service of the Church, as the tythe of their sons." So he had been sent to the Public Grammar School, (for Boston aftbrded but one, I believe, at that precise moment,) to get his education ; — but he continued there rather less than a single year, notwithstanding that " in that time (to use his own words) he had risen gradually from the middle of the class of that year to be at the head of the same class, and was removed into the next class, whence he was to be placed in tlie third at the end of the year." He was evidently a/n^i boy, — in more senses of the word tlian one, perhaps, — and his progress was quite too rapid for his father's purse, who could not contemplate the expense of giving him a College education. Accordingly, " he was talien away from the Grammar school, and sent to a school for writing and arithmetic kept by a then famous man, Mr. George Brownwcll, where he learned to write a good liand pretty soon, but failed entirely in arithmetic." And thus the little fellow disappeared from the play-ground on which we are now standing, and presently from all the opportunities of education which his native place supplied. Not long afterwards we trace him helping his father at soap-boiling and tallow-chandling at the sign of the Blue Ball, (now the Golden Ball,) at the corner of Union and Hanover Streets. Next we find him working his brother's printing press in Queen Street, now Court Street, and diversifying his labors as an apprentice witli the most diligent and devoted efforts to increase his information and improve his mind. Now and then we detect him writing a ballad, — " a Light House Tragedy," or " a Song about Blackboard, the pirate," — and hawking it through the streets, by way of pastime or to turn a penny. Now and then we discover him trying his pen most successfully at an anonymous article for his brotlier's Newspaper. Presently we see him, for a short time, at little more than si.\teen years of age, the ostensible and responsible Editor of tfiat Paper, and in the New England Courant, printed and sold in Queen Street, Boston, on the 11th day of February, >723, the name of Benjamin Franklin takes its place in fair, round capitals, — never again to be undistinguished while he lived, nor ever to bo unremem- bered in the history of New England or of the world. But circumstances in his domestic condition proved unpropitious to the further development of his destiny at home. His spirit was winged for a wider and bolder flight than discreet and prudent parents would be likely to encourage or to sanction. It was, certainly, altogether too soaring to be longer hampered by fra- ternal leading-strings, and it was soon found chafing at the wires of the domestic cage. Disgusted at last with the impediments which were thrown in his way, and yearning for an assertion of his personal independence, he slips the noose which binds him to his birth-place, and is suddenly found seeking his fortunes, under every discouragement, three or four hundred miles away from home or kindred or acquaintance. A lad of only seventeen, Franklin has dis- appeared not only from the old School House Green, but from Boston altogether. — But not forever. He has carried with bun a native energy, integrity, perseverance and self-reliance, which nothing could subdue or permanently repress. He has carried with him a double measure of the gristle and the grit which are the best ingredient and most pro- ductive yield of the ice and granite of New England. And now, Fellow-Citizens, commences a career, which for its varied and almost romantic incidents, for its uniform and brilliant success, and for its eminent public usefulness, can hardly be paralleled in the history of the human race. This is not the occasion for doing full justice to such a career. Even the barest and briefest allusion to the posts which were successively held, and the services to his country and to mankind which were successively rendered, by the Gheat Bosto- NiAN, would require far more time than can be appropriately consumed in these inaugural exercises. The most rapid outline is all I dare attempt. The Life of Franklin presents him in four several and separate relations to society, in each one of which he did enough to have filled up the full measure of a more than ordinary life, and to have secured for himself an imperishable renown with posterity. As we run over that life ever so cursorily, we see him first as a Mechanic, and the- son of a Mechanic, aiding his father for a year or two in his humble toil, and then taking upon himself, as by a Providential instinct, that profession of a Printer, in which he delighted to class himself to the latest hour of his life. You all remember, I doubt not, that when in the year 1788, at the age of eighty-two years, .he made that last Will and Testament, which Boston apprentices and Boston school- boys will never forget, nor ever remember without gratitude, he iom- menced it thus': — " I, Benjamin Franklin, of Philadelphia, Printer, late Minister Plenipotentiary from the United States of America to the Court of France, now President of the State of Pennsylvania, do make and declare my last Will and TestEiment as follows." Before all other titles he placed that of his chosen craft, and deemed no des- ignation of himself complete, in which that was not foremost. In the midst of his highest distinctions, and while associated with statesmen and courtiers at home or abroad, he was proud to be found turning aside to talk, not merely with the Baskervilles and Strahans who were so long his chosen friends, but with the humbler laborers at the press — " entering into their schemes, and suggesting or aiding im- provements in their art." In the last year but one of his life, he writes to his sister — " I am too old to follow printing again myself, but loving the business, I have brought up my grandson Benjamin to it, and have built and furnished a printing-house for him, which he now manages under my own eye." He had an early and intense per- ception of the dignity and importance of that gi'eat engine for inform- ing and influencing the public opinion of the world, and a prophetic foresight of the vast and varied power which a Free Press was to exert, for good or for evil, in his own land, — and he seemed peculiarly anxious that his personal relations to it should never be forgotten. And they never will be forgotten. If Franklin had never been any thing else than a printer, if he had rendered no services to his country or to mankind but those which may fairly be classed under this department of his career, he would still have left a mark upon his age which could not have been mistaken or overlooked. It was as a /)nnsius (idvcntus admiralioque superard." Nothing could be more striking than the account whicli an eminent French Historian has given of this advent : — " By the effect which Franklin produced in France, we might say that he fulfilled his mission, not with a Court, but with a free people. * * Men imagined they saw in him a Sage of antiquity come back to give austere lessons and generous examples to the moderns. They personified in him the Republic of which ho was the Representative and the Legis- lator. * * His virtues and his renown negotiated for him ; and before the second year of his mission had expired, no one conceived it possible to refuse fleets and an army to the compatriots of Franklin." Undoubtedly at that era, and in that Capital, Franklin was the great American name. The mild but steady lustre of Washington's 19 surpassing character had not yet broken forth full-orbed on the admi- ration of the European world, as it was destined to do no long time afterwards. With that character at this day we admit no comparison. But our Boston printer was the very first of whom it might then have been said, in language since applied to others, that his name alone made our country respectable throughout the world ; and when he signed that Treaty of Alliance with France, on the fith of February, 1778, he had accomplished a work which will ever entitle him to be counted as the Negotiator of the most important, as well as of the very first, Treaty to which this country has ever been a party. Tliis Treaty of Alliance was, indeed, the immediate and most effective instrument of that other and still more memorable Treaty, which he was privileged also to sign at Paris, four or five years afterwards, in company with his illustrious associates, Joh.v Adams and Johv Jay, — the Treaty of Peace and Independence with Great Britain, by which the War of Revolution was at length happily and gloriously termi- nated, and by which the United States of America were at last admitted to an equal place in the great brotherhood of Nations. Many more Treaties received his attention and his signature, with those of his illustrious associates, during the same period ; — one of amity and commerce with France, one with Sweden, and one with Prussia, in which latter he succeeded in procuring admission for that noble stipulation against privateering, — which, whether it be expedi- ent or inexpedient for the particular circumstances of our country at the present moment, must commend itself as a matter of principle and justice to the whole Christian world. The late Congress of Peace at Paris has substantially revived and adopted this article on the very spot on which it was drafted and defended by Franklin eighty years ago, — uniting it, too, with that great American doctrine, that free ships shall make free goods, which found in Franklin, on the same occasion, one of its earliest and ablest advocates. And these were the acts of a man more than threescore-and-ten years old, wearied vnth service and racked with disease, and praying to be suffered to return home and recover his strength, before he should go hence and be no more seon,^but whose retirement Congress was unwilling to allow ! In his early youth, however, he had adopted the maxim " never to ask, never to refuse, and never to resign '' any office for which others might think him fit, and he bravely persevered till all was accomplished. May I not safely say, Fellow-Citizens, that had Benjamin Franklin left no record of his public service, but that which contains the story of his career as a Foreign Agent and Minister, whether of separate Colonies or of the whole Country, after he had already completed the allotted term of human existence, he would still have richly merited a Statue in the Squares of his native City, and a niche in the hearts 20 of all her people, as one of the great American Negotiators and Diplomatists of our Revolutionary age ? And now, my Friends, over and above the four distinct and sep- arate phases of his life and history, which I have thus imperfectly delineated, but which are to find a worthier and more permanent por- trayal on the four panels of the pedestal before you, — over and above them all, at once tlie crowning glory of his career and the keystone to its admirable unity, blending and binding together all the fragmentary services which he rendered in widely ditfering spheres of duty into one proportionate and noble life, — over and above them all, like some gilded and glorious dome over columns and arches and porticoes of varied but massive and magnificent architecture, rises the cliaracter of Franklin for Benevolence ; that character whicli pervaded his whole existence, animating every step of its progress, and entitling him to the preeminent distinction of a true Philanthropist. Happening, by the purest accident, let me rather say, by some Prov- idential direction, to have read in his earliest youth an Essay written by another celebrated son of Boston, (Cotton Mather,) upon "the Good that is to be devised and designed by tliose who desire to answer the great end of Life," he dedicated himself at once to " a perpetual endeavor to do good in the world." He read in that little volume such golden sentences as these : — " It is possi- ble that the wisdom of a poor man may start a proposal that may serve a city, save a nation." " A mean mechanic — who can tell what an engine of good he may be, if humbly and wisely applied unto it ! " " The remembrance of having been the man that first moved a good law, were better than a statue erected for one's memory." These and many other passages of that precious little volume sunk deep into his mind, and gave the turn to tlie whole current of his career. Writing to "his honored mother " at the age of forty-three, he says, " for my own part, at present, I pass my time agreeably enough. I enjoy, through mercy, a tolerable share of health. I read a great deal, ride a little, do a little business for myself, now and then for others, retire when I can, and go into com- pany when I please ; so the years roll round, and the last will come, when I would rather have it said, ' He lived usefully,' than ' He died rich.'" Writing to the son of Cotton Mather, within a few years of his own dcatli (1784), and after he had achieved a world-wide celeb- rity as a Philosopher, a Statesman and a Patriot, he nobly says, in reference to the " Essays to do Good," — " I have always set a greater value on the character of a Doer of Good, than on any other kind of reputation ; and if I have been, as you seem to think, a useful citizen, the public owes the advantage of it to that book." And certainly if any man of liis age, or of almost any other age, 21 ever earned the reputation of a doer of good, and of having lived usefully, it was Benjamin Franklin. No life was ever more eminently and practically a useful life than his. Capable of the greatest things, he condescended to the humblest. He never sat down to make himself famous. He never secluded himself from the common walks and duties of society in order to accomplish a great reputation, much less to accumulate a great fortune. He wrote no elaborate histories, or learned treatises, or stately tomes. Short essays or tracts, thrown off at a heat to answer an immediate end, — letters to his associates in science or in politics, — letters to his family and friends, — these make up the great bulk of his literary productions ; and, under the admirable editorship of Mr. Sparks, nine noble volumes do they fill, — abound- ing in evidences of a wisdom, sagacity, ingenuity, diligence, fresh- ness of thought, fullness of information, comprehensiveness of reach, and devotcdness of purpose, such as are rarely to be found associated in any single man. Wherever he found anything to be done, he did it ; anything to be investigated, he investigated it ; anything to be invented or discovered, he forthwith tried to invent or discover it, and almost always succeeded. He did everything as if his whole atten- tion in life had been given to that one tiling. And thus while he did enough in literature to be classed among the great Writers of his day ; enough in invention and science to secure him the reputation of a great Philosopher ; enough in domestic politics to win the title of a great Statesman ; enough in foreign negotiations to merit tlie desig- nation of a great Diplomatist ; he found time to do enough, also, in works of general utility, humanity and benevolence, to insure him a perpetual memory as a great Philanthropist. No form of personal suffering or social evil escaped his attention, or appealed in vain for such relief or remedy as his prudence could suggest or his purse supply. From that day of his early youth, when, a wanderer from his home and friends in a strange place, he was seen sharing his rolls with a poor woman and child, — to the last act of his public life, when he signed that well known Memorial to Congress, as President of the Anti-Slavery Society of Pennsylvania, a spirit of earnest and practical benevolence runs like a golden thread along his whole career. Would to Heaven that he could have looked earlier at that great evil which he looked at last, and that the practical resources and marvelous sagacity of his mighty intellect could have been brought seasonably to bear upon the solution of a problem, now almost too intricate for any human faculties ! Would to Heaven that he could have tasked his invention for a mode of drawing the fires safely from that portentous cloud, — in his day, indeed, hardly bigger tlian a man's hand, — but which is now blackening the whole sky, and threatening to rend asunder that noble fabric of Union, of which he himself proposed the earliest model ! 22 To his native place, which is now about to honor him afresh, Frank- lin never failed to manifest the warmest regard and affection. Never forgetting that " he owed his first instructions in literature to the free grammar schools established there," he made a provision by his Will which will render him a sort of Patron Saint to Boston school-boys to the latest generation. Never forgetting the difficulties under which he had struggled, as a Boston apprentice, he has left ample testimony of his desire to relieve Boston apprentices from similar trials in all time to come. At all periods of his life, he evinced the liveliest inter- est in the welfare of his birth-place, and the kindest feelings to its citizens, and the day is certain to arrive, though we of this genera- tion may not live to see it, when his native city and his native state may owe some of their noblest improvements and most magnificent public works to a fund which he established with that ultimate de- sign. Here, in yonder Granary grave-yard, his father and mother were buried, and here he ' placed a stone, in filial regard to their memory,' with an inscription commemorative of their goodness. The kindness and honors of other cities could not altogether wean him from such associations. As he approached the close of his long and event- ful career, his heart seemed to turn with a fresh yearning to the grave of his parents, the scenes of his childhood, and the friends of his early years. Writing to Dr. Cooper, on the 15th May, 1781, he says, "I often form pleasing imaginations of the pleasure I should enjoy as a private person among my friends and compatriots in my native Boston. God only knows whether this pleasure is reserved for me." Writing to his sister on the 4th November, 1787, he says, "It was my intention to decline serving another year as President, that I might be at liberty to take a trip to Boston in the spring ; but I submit to the unanimous voice of my country, which has again placed me in the chair." Writ- ing to the Rev. Dr. Lathrop, on the 31st of May, J788, he says, "It would certainly, as you observe, be a very great pleasure to me, if I could once again visit my native town, and walk over the grounds I used to frequent when a boy, and when I enjoyed many of tlic inno- cent pleasures of youth, which would so be brought to my remem- brance, and where I might find some of my old acquaintances to con- verse with. * * But I enjoy the company and conversation of any of its inhabitants, when any of them are so good as to visit me ; for, besides their general good sense, which I value, the Boston manner, turn of phrase, and even tone of voice and accent in pronunciation, all please, and seem to refresh and revive me." But the most striking testimony of his attachment to the scenes of his birth is found in the letter to Dr. Samuel Mather, on the 12th May, 1784, from which I have already quoted, where he says, "I long much to see again my native place, and to lay my bones there. I left it in 1723 ; I visited it in 1733, 1743, 1753, and 1703. In 1773, I was in England ; in 1775 28 I had a sight of it, but coulJ not enter, it being in possession of the enemy. I did hope to have been there in 1783, but could not obtain my dismission from this employment here ; and now I fear I shall never have that happiness." And he never did again enjoy that happiness. A few years more of pain and sutiering, sustained with an undaunted courage, and relieved by a persevering and unwearied attention to every private and every public claim, — a few years more of pain and suffering terminated his career, and the 17th day of April, 1790, found him resting at last from the labors of a life of eighty-four years and three months, in the city of his adoption, where his aslies still repose. Let his memory ever be a bond of affection between his birth-place and his burial-place, both of which he loved so well, and of both of wliich he was so emi- nent a Benefactor ; and may their only rivalry or emulation be, which shall show itself, in all time to come, by acts of enlightened philan- thropy and of enlarged and comprehensive patriotism, most loyal to the memory, and most faithful to the example and the precept, of one who did enough to reflect imperishable glory on a hundred Cities ! Fellow-Citizens of Boston, the third half century has just expired, since this remarkable person first appeared within our limits. The I7th day of January last completed the full term of one hundred and fifly years, since, having drawn his first breath beneath the humble roof which not a few of those around me can still remember, he was borne to the neighboring sanctuary to receive the baptismal blessing at the hands of the pious Pcmbcrton, or, it may have been, of the vener- able Willard. More than sixty-six years have elapsed since his death. He has not, — I need not say he has not, — been unremembered or unhonored during this long interval. The Street which bears his name, — with the graceful Urn in its centre, and the old Subscription Library at its side, — was a worthy tribute to his memory for the day in which it was laid out. The massive stone which has replaced the crumbling tablet over the grave of his father and mother, is a memorial i\hich he himself would have valued more than anything which could have been done for his own commemoration. The numerous Libraries, Lyceums, Institutes and Societies of every sort, which have adopted his name as their most cherished designation, are witnesses to his worth, whose testimony would have been peculiarlwprized by him. Nor should it be forgotten, on this occasion, that within a year or tw5 past, a beau- tiful Shall of polished granite, witji a brief but most appropriate and comprehensive inscription, ha^jj-found a conspicuous place at Mount Auburn, erected, as a tribute of regard and reverence for Franklin's memory, by a seii«^ra'ade man of kindred spirit, still living in our vicin- ity, — the venerable Thomas Dowse, — whose magnificent Library is destined to enrich the Historical Hall at our side. But something more was demanded by the unanimous sentiment 24 of his birth-place. Sometliing more was called for by the general voice of his country. Something more was due to the claims of historic justice. The deliberate opinion of the world has now been formed upon him. Personal partialities and personal prejudices, which so oflen make or mar a recent reputation or a living fame, have long ago passed away, with all who cherished them. The great Posthu- mous Tribunal of two whole generations of men, — less fallible than that to which Antiquity appealed, — has sat in solemn judgment upon his character and career. The calm, dispassionate Muse of History, — not overlooking errors which he himself was ever earliest in regretting, nor ascribing to him any fabulous exemption from frailties and infirmities which he was never backward in ac- knowledging, — has pronounced her unequivocal and irrevocable award ; not only assigning him no second place among the greatest and worthiest who have adorned the annals of New England, but enrolling him forever among the illustrious Benefactors of mankind ! And we are here this day, to accept, confirm and ratify that award, for ourselves and our posterity, by a substantial and enduring Token, which shall no longer be withheld from your view ! Let it be un- veiled ! Let the Stars and Stripes no longer conceal the form of one who was always faitliful to his country's Flag, and who did so much to promote the glorious cause in which it was first unfurled ! And now behold him, by the magic power of native genius, once more restored to our sight ! Behold him, in the enjoyment of his cherished wish, — " revisiting his native town and the grounds he used to frequent when a boy" ! Behold him, re-appearing on the old school- house Green, which was the play-place of his early days, — henceforth to fulfill, in some degree, to tlie eye of every passer-by, the charming vision of the Fairy Queen — '* A spacious court they see, Both plain and pleasant to be walked in, "Where them does meet a Franklin fair and free." Behold him, with the fur collar and linings which were the habitual badge of the master printers of the olden times, and whicli many an ancient portrait e.\hibits as the chosen decorations of not a few of the old philosophers, too, — Galileo, Copernicus and Kepler, — who held, like him, familiar commerce with the skies ! Behold him, with the scalloped pockets and looped buttons and long Quaker-like vest and breeches, in which he stood arraigned and reviled before the Council of one Monarch, and in which he proudly signed the Treaty of Alliance with another ! Behold him, with the " fine crab-tree walking- stick" which he bequeathed to "his friend and the friend of mankind) General Washington," — saying so justly, that " if it were a sceptre, he has merited it, and would become it " ! 25 Behold the man, to whom Washington himself wrote, for the con- solation of his declining strength,' — a consolation more precious than all the compliments and distinctions which were ever showered upon him by philosophers or princes, — "If to be venerated for benevo- lence, if to be admired for talents, if to be esteemed for patriotism, if to be beloved for philanthropy, can gratify the human mind, you must have the pleasing consolation to know that you have not lived in vain. And I flatter myself that it will not be ranked among the least grateful occurrences of your life to be assured, that so long as I retain my memory, you will be recollected with respect, veneration and affection by your sincere friend, George Washington!" Other honors may grow cheap, other laurels may fade and wither, other eulogiums may be forgotten, the solid bronze before us may moulder and crumble, but tlie man of whom it may be said that he enjoyed the sincere friendship, and secured the respect, veneration and affection of Washington, has won a title to the world's remem- brance which the lapse of ages will only strengthen and brighten. Behold him, " the Sage of antiquity coming back to give austere lessons and generous examples to the moderns," — the wise old man of his own Apologue of 1757, discoursing to the multitude of frugality and industry, of temperance and toleration! — Behold Poor Richard, — pointing the way to wealth and dealing out his proverbs of wit and wisdom, — that wisdom which " crieth at the gates " and " standeth by the way in the places of the paths," — that wisdom " which dwells with prudence, and finds out knowledge of witty inventions"! Behold him, with that calm, mild, benevolent countenance, never clouded by anger or wrinkled by ill humor, but which beamed ever, as at this inatant, with a love for his fellow-beings and " a perpetual desire to be a doer of good " to them all. Behold him, Children of the Schools, boys and girls of Boston, bending to bestow the reward of merit upon each one of you that ehall strive to improve the inestimable advantages of our noble Free Schools! Behold him, Mechanics and Mechanics' Apprentices, hold- ing out to you an example of diligence, economy and virtue, and personifying the triumphant success which may await those who follow it ! Behold him, ye that are humblest and poorest in pres- ent condition or in future prospect, — lift up your heads and look at the image of a man who rose from nothing, who owed nothing to parentage or patronage, who enjoyed no advantages of early education which are not open, — a hundred fold open, — to your- selves, who performed the most menial offices in the business in which his early life was employed, but who lived to stand before Kings, and died to leave a name which the world will never forget. Lift up your heads and your hearts with them, and learn a lesson of 4 26 confidence and courage which shall never again suffer you to despair — not merely of securing the means of an honest and honorable support for yourselves, but even of doing sometliing worthy of being done for your country and for mankind ! Behold him, ye that are highest and most honored in the world's regard. Judges and Senators, Gover- nors and Presidents, and emulate each other in copying something of the firmness and fidelity, something of the patient endurance and per- severing zeal and comprehensive patriotism and imperturbable liind feeling and good nature, of one who was never dizzied by elevation or debauched by flattery or soured by disappointment or daunted by opposition or corrupted by ambition, and who knew how to stand humbly and happily alike on the lowest round of obscurity and on the loftiest pinnacle of fame ! Behold him, and listen to him, one and all, Citizens, Freemen, Patriots, Friends of Liberty and of Law, Lovers of the Constitution and the Union, as lie recalls the services which he gladly performed and the sacrifices which he generously made, in company with his great associates, in procuring for you those glorious institutions wliich you are now so richly enjoying! Listen to him, especially, as he repeats through my liumble lips, and from the very autograph original wliich his own aged liand had prepared for the occasion, — listen to him as he pronounces those words of conciliation and true wisdom, to which he first gave utterance sixty-nine years ago this very day, in the Convention which was just finishing its labors in framing the Constitution of tlie United States : — " Mr. President, I confess that I do not entirely approve this Con- stitution, but. Sir, I am not sure that I shall never approve it. I have experienced many instances of being obliged, by better information or fuller consideration, to change opinions even on important subjects, which I once thought right, but found to be otherwise. * * In tliese sentiments, Sir, I agree to this Constitution with all its faults, if they are such. * * I doubt, too, whether any other Convention we can obtain, may be able to make a better Constitution. * * The opinions I have had of its errors I sacrifice to the public good. I have never whispered a syllable of them abroad. Within these walls they were born, and here they shall die. * * On the whole, Sir, I cannot help expressing a wish that every member of this Convention, who may still have objections to it, would with me on this occasion doubt a little of his own infallibility, and to make manifest our unanimity, put his name to this instrument." Upon this speech, followed by a distinct motion to that effect, Hamilton and Madison, and Rufus King and Roger Sherman, and the Monises of Pennsylvania, and the Pinckneys of South Carolina, and tlie rest of that august assembly, with Washington at their liead, on the 17th day of September, 1787, subscribed their names to the Con- 27 Btitution under which we live. And Mr. Madison tells us, that whilst the last members were signing it, Dr. Franklin, looking towards the President's chair, at the back of which an imago of the sun happened to be painted, observed to a few members near him, that Painters had found it difficult to distinguish in their art a rising from a setting sun. " I have (said he) often and often in the course of the session, and of the vicissitudes of my hopes and fears as to its issue, looked at that behind the President without being able to tell whether it was rising or setting. But now at length I have the happiness to know that it is a rising and not a setting sun." Yes, venerated Sage, privileged to live on * Till old experience did attain To something of prophetic strain,' — yes, that was indeed a rising Sun, " coming forth as a bridegroom out of his chamber, and rejoicing as a giant to run his course." And a glorious course he has run, enlightening and illuminating, not our own land only, but every land on the wide surface of the earth, — " and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof." God, in his in- finite mercy, grant that by no failure of his blessing or of our prayers, of his grace or of our gratitude, of his protection or of our patriotism, that Sun may be seen, while it has yet hardly entered on its meridian pathway, shooting madly from its sphere and hastening to go down in blackness or in blood, leaving the world in darkness and free- dom in despair! And may the visible presence of the Great Bos- TONiAN, restored once more to our sight, by something more than a fortunate coincidence, in this hour of our Country's peril, serve not merely to ornament our streets, or to commemorate his services, or even to signalize our own gratitude, — but to impress afresh, day by day, and hour by hour, upon the hearts of every man and woman and child who shall gaze upon it, a deeper sense of the value of that Liberty, that Independence, that Union and that Constitution, for all of which he was so early, so constant, and so successful a laborer ! Fellow-Citizens, the Statue which has now received your reiterated acclamations, owes its origin to the Mechanics of Boston, and espe- cially to the Massachusetts Charitable Mechanic Asssociation. Or, if any fortunate word of another may be remembered as having suggested it, tiiat word was uttered in their service, and by one who is proud to be counted among the honorary members of their fraternity. The Mer- chants and business men of our City, members of the learned pro- fessions, and great numbers of all classes of the community, came nobly to their aid, and in various sums, large and small, contributed to the cost of the work. Honor and thanks to them all ! But honor and tlianlis this day, especially, to the gifted native 28 Artist, — Richard S. Greenough, — who has so admirably conceived the character, and so exquisitely wrought out the design, committed to him ! Honor, too, to Mr. Ames, and the skillful Mechanics of the Foundry at Chicopee, by whom it has been so successfully and brilliantly cast ! Nor let the Sanborns and Carews be forgotten, by whom the massive granite has been hewn, and the native Verd Antique so beautifully shaped and polished. It only remains for me, Fellow-Citizens, as Chairman of the Sub- Committee under whose immediate direction the Statue lias been de- signed and executed, — a service in the discharge of which I acknowl- edge an especial obligation to the President, Vice-President, Treas- urer and Secretary of the Mechanic Association, and to Mr. John H. Thorndike and Mr. John Cowdin among its active members; — to those eminent mechanics, inventors and designers, Blanchard, Tufts, Smith and Hooper; — to Dr. Jacob Bigelow, President of the American Academy of Arts and Sciences; to Mr. Prescott, the Historian; to Mr. Henry Greenough, the Architect, — to whom we are indebted for the design of the pedestal ; to Mr. Thomas G. Appleton and Mr. Epes Sargent, cherished friends of art and of artists, one of them absent to-day, but not forgotten ; to Edward Everett and Jared Sparks, whose names are so honorably and indissolubly associated with the noblest illustration of both Franklin and Washington ; to David Sears, among the living, and to Abbott Lawrence, among the lamented dead, whose liberal and enlightened patronage of every good work will be always fresh in the remembrance of every true Bos- tonian ; — it only remains for me, as the organ of a Committee thus composed and thus aided, to deliver up the finished work to my excel- lent friend, Mr. Frederick W. Lincoln, Jr., who, as Chairman of the General Committee, — after the Ode of Welcome, written by our Bos- ton Printer-Poet, James T. Fields, shall have been sung by the Children of the Schools, — will designate the disposition of the Statue which has been finally agreed upon in behalf of the subscribers. Sir, to you as President of the Massachusetts Charitable Mechanic Association, and as Chairman, ex-qfficio, of the Committee of Fifty appointed under their auspices, — yourself, I am glad at tliis hour to remember, a direct and worthy descendant of that patriot Mechanic of the Revolution, Paul Revere — I now present the work which your Association intrusted to our cliarge, — hoping that it may not be counted unworthy to conmiemorate tlio great forerunner and exemplar of those intelligent and patriotic Boston Mechanics, who have been for so many years past among the proudest ornaments and best defenders of our beloved City, and to whom we so confidently look, not merely to pro- mote and build up its material interests, but to sustain and advance its moral, religious, charitable and civil institutions in all time to come ! LIBRARY OF CONGRESS 011 769 747 2(