Thanksgiving days, and in his social visits. But he seldom introduced anything of a purely potitical character into his public discussions on the Sabbath. He deemed that hallowed day too holy to be stained with thoughts merely of the world. As it is an emblem of the “better land” where nothing that defileth shall ever enter ; and as the sanctuary in which he worshipped and proclaimed the words of eternal life was symbolic of that “temple not made with hands," he believed that whatever was said and done on that day and in that place, should tend to fit the soul for its eternal dwelling there. If he sought on that consecrated day and in that concecrated house to make his hearers better citizens of the republic which he loved, it was by the enforcement of those inspired principles, which, in connection with the Spirit's transforming power, lift men into harmony with God, and thus, into harmony with one another. We have previously alluded to his remarkable prayer on a day of public fasting appointed near the commencement of the recent rebellion, indicative of his strong devotion to her welfare, and his powerful intercessions in her behalf with Him who rideth upon the heavens for our help. That treasonable enterprise stirred his sensibilities as the hurricane heaves the ocean's wave. He was no lover of war; but when our government resolved to resist that infatuated movement, his patriotism, deeply radicated in religious principle, rose to the grandeur of the occasion. Says a member of his family : “I well remember his entering the parlor, paper in hand, and reading aloud the President's first call for seventy-five thousand

He read it through triumphantly, as if it were the announcement of a victory already won, and when at the close he pronounced the name of ABRAHAM LINCOLN, he looked up grandly, every feature glowing with enthusiasm."

Though now almost an octogenarian, and expecting soon to put off this mortal and to be clothed with immortality, he watched that agonizing struggle of our country for existence and for freedom with enthusiastic interest. The following incidents are characteristic :




very feeble.

" Two of his grandsons, the only two old enough to bear arms, entered the service. One of them fell a victim to disease contracted on the shores of the Rio Grande. His funeral was attended in Chicago, and papa was present, though

IIe said to me that he wished to wear a badge of mourning, for, said he, with a mixture of pride and sorrow in his face, · Lyle was my grandson.' He loved the young man very much, but I think he felt a real satisfaction in the thought that he died in so good a cause."

He was capable not only of sharp satire, but of keen flashes of innoxious wit; and sometimes when at ease in a circle of confidential friends, and his feelings were in genial flow, he freely indulged the humorous vein to the great amusement of his companions. IIis daughter writes : “Mr. W— remembered him as having great depth of humor. He told me that he was once present, when a boy, at the house of Gen. Mack, when Dr. Beecher, Dr. Vail, and my father were there together. He said my father's remarks were so full of wit, that he often rushed from the room to laugh, and returned again ; as he thought an explosion of laughter would be highly improper, in the presence of such venerable men."

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With his family Dr. Woodbridge was easy and affable; not generally playful, though sometimes humorous. He was a kind and affectionate father; not an equal with his children ; never romping with them as Dr. Lyman Beecher was wont to do with his ; yet often familiar ; the more so, as they approached maturity. He never forgot the disciplinarian ; yet his management was marked rather by strictness than severity.

His daughter remarks :

“He required obedience of his children, and enforced it: for he had faith in the wisdom of Solomon. “Humanly speaking,' he once said, children who are accustomed to obey their parents, are more likely to become Christians. Having learned to reverence an earthly father, their hearts would, he thought, by a natural transition, ascend to the great Father of spirits. Not that any influence of this kind could supersede the Holy Spirit's agency in conversion, but it was one of the means employed by God to bring about the greatest results.”

One of his daughters, who became the wife of a distinguished clergyman, when a little girl at school, for some misdemeanor, was made to sit under the table. Her temper getting the better of her, and the door being open, she sprang out and ran home. Her father, having inquired into the trouble, was soon seen returning, dressed in his long study-gown, with his daughter, who was again made to take her place under the table, and given to understand that she must obey her teacher.

He was careful to inspire in the minds of his children a sense of the proprieties of life, of what was due from the parental and filial relation. He impressed upon them the idea that he was appointed by God to be their guardian and instructor. His intercourse with them may be. characterized as seriously cheerful.

As they advanced in years, he encouraged them to propose to him questions, as freely as he proposed questions to them; would indeed

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seem to pay marked attention to their opinions. They were thus taught the art of easy and respectful conversation. " He remembered,” says his daughter, “that his children were endowed with reason, and when he became their instructor he treated them like reasonable beings.

“ Books and papers were read aloud in the family, and talked over freely. As my eldest sister had a clear voice, and was an accomplished reader, we often collected to hear her read the great political speeches of the day, when all wept, laughed, or kindled together. Sometimes warm discussions arose in which all took part. Our father, though strong and positive in the expression of his own views, yet labored to convince any whom he thought in error, by producing authorities, citing examples in short, by all sorts of arguments. We frequently sat an hour at the table, at which time all subjects of interest were talked over. We learned a great deal by these discussions, more perhaps than in any other way.

“ My father's table-talk was in the highest degree intellectual. The religious controversies of the day bore a prominent part. And so ardent and earnest was his nature that his children were of necessity interested in that which interested him. Sometimes he talked of men of genius and their works; but his favorite and engrossing theme in some form was religion, insomuch that I often called to mind those words of Moses : These things which I command thee, shall be in thine heart, and thou shalt teach them diligently to thy children, and shalt talk of them, when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up.'

One who resided in the family, remarked: “I always knew what the Doctor was going to preach about, the next Sabbath, by his conversation at the table."

“ It was ever his aim, when with his family in hours of relaxation, to stimulate thought, to bring their minds into an inquiring state, to inspire a thirst for knowledge. The rich stores of his own mind were by no means wholly reserved for the public, and I often marvelled at the originality and depth of thought which he displayed when he had no audience but his wife and children. When he was with us, our quiet country life was anything but dull and tame.

“ My sister R. once said to me, • Papa never says anything commonplace. There was a great deal of heat as well as light about him, and, I may add, moisture, for he wept easily; and I miss his fertilizing influence more than I can tell.

“He instructed several of his children in theology, Latin, and Greek, giving much time to them out of his busy life. When my brother was studying the Greek grammar, papa often called upon him to conjugate a verb after dinner, while we all remained at table; and he would go through with all the moods and tenses of the verb Tupto, backwards and forwards, greatly to the amusement of the family.

“My father was very much interested in his children's efforts at com

position, and when most busy would lay down his pen to listen to their juvenile effusions.

“ He sometimes endeavored to mingle amusement with his instruction. The hour passed by the family at table was a time of cheerfulness as well as improvement. Papa had a habit of making impromptu rhymes for the little children, and when they laughed, joined heartily in the chorus.

“ He often called them by some droll names, when he felt particularly well; and occasionally entertained them with extravagant stories of his own invention, about giants 'as tall as the church-steeple, with one arm reaching to Hatfield and the other to Northampton.'

“Once, when the father and mother were absent on a journey, it occurred to the eldest daughter that there was a good opportunity to repair the old study, where so many thoughtful hours had been passed by her father, and which had become dingy and time-worn. The plan had no

poner suggested itself to her mind, than she put it into execution; and as the time drew near for the return of the absent ones, another daughter composed some simple verses, in which she told how it had happened, and enclosing them to Our Parents,'laid the letter on the study-table. A fragment of these lines remains. They are as follows:

"And now, that I my tale have told,

One hope springs from my heart of truth,
That like these walls, the dear and old,

My parents may renew their youth.

"That long, long years may yet be theirs,

And health and bright prosperity,
Till full of honors, full of days,

They lay them down at last to die.

· Then tranquil be their last long sleep;

A holy spot their burial sod;
While far away from cyes that weep,

They live at the right hand of God.'

" This little incident is mentioned to show the affection which existed between Dr. Woodbridge and his children. Another of the same sort may be here introduced.

“In his declining years, the scenes of his childhood and youth, the friends of former days, and the books which had so often delighted him, were more dear than ever. When Dr. Sprague's Annals of the American Pulpit appeared, they were read by him with the most lively interest. Especially when he found the life of one whom he had known, he was deeply affected. He re-read also those old theological writers from whom he had learned to think on the greatest subjects. On one occasion, having passed the day in his study, late in the afternoon he came into the sitting-room, and at once remarked, 'I have been reading

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