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GEORGIA AND GEORGIANS 491<br />

ington. Says Colonel Jones: * "It will ever be a matter <strong>of</strong> regret that<br />

he failed to compass <strong>the</strong> execution <strong>of</strong> this plan. To his Memoirs he<br />

would doubtless have imparted additional value and interest, but in<br />

<strong>the</strong>ir present form <strong>the</strong>y possess <strong>the</strong> highest merit and constitute <strong>the</strong><br />

best military record we possess <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> heroic memories embraced within<br />

<strong>the</strong>ir scope. Lives <strong>of</strong> Washington and Greene have been carefully stud<br />

ied and well written; but for one I freely confess to <strong>the</strong> firm conviction<br />

that biographies <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>se heroes by <strong>the</strong>ir gifted and eloquent compatriot<br />

and friend would have far surpassed all o<strong>the</strong>rs.'' More than four years<br />

were spent by General Lee in <strong>the</strong> mild climate <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> sub-tropics. But<br />

<strong>the</strong> benefit which he derived from his long sojourn was only temporary •<br />

and he could do no writing while he here lingered among <strong>the</strong> ocean<br />

breezes. At length it became evident to <strong>the</strong> wan sufferer that <strong>the</strong> end<br />

was near at hand. Accordingly, toward <strong>the</strong> close <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> month <strong>of</strong><br />

January, 1818, he took passage in a schooner bound from Nassau to<br />

Boston, <strong>the</strong> captain—who proved to be also <strong>the</strong> owner <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> vessel—<br />

agreeing to put him ashore at <strong>the</strong> south end <strong>of</strong> Cumberland Island.<br />

For this service <strong>the</strong> captain refused to accept compensation, esteeming<br />

it a privilege "to minister to <strong>the</strong> comfort and to respond to'<strong>the</strong> wishes<br />

<strong>of</strong> so distinguished a hero <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Revolution."<br />

It was early in <strong>the</strong> month <strong>of</strong> February, 1818, when, toward <strong>the</strong> hour<br />

<strong>of</strong> 4 o'clock in <strong>the</strong> afternoon, a grandson <strong>of</strong> General Greene, a lad some<br />

fifteen years old, who was amusing himself with boyish sports near <strong>the</strong><br />

water front, observed a schooner which seemed to be approaching<br />

<strong>the</strong> private docks <strong>of</strong> Dungeness. Before reaching <strong>the</strong> wharf, however,<br />

<strong>the</strong> schooner came to anchor in <strong>the</strong> middle <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> narrow channel, and a<br />

boat was lowered, into which a feeble old man was assisted by <strong>the</strong> captain<br />

and mate, who took seats beside him, and toge<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong>y were rowed<br />

ashore by two sailors. The youth hastened forward to ascertain <strong>the</strong><br />

object <strong>of</strong> this unexpected visit and to welcome <strong>the</strong> guest. General Lee<br />

• was tenderly lifted from <strong>the</strong> boat and brought ashore by <strong>the</strong> <strong>of</strong>ficers.<br />

He was plainly, almost scantily, attired. The sailors placed upon <strong>the</strong><br />

wharf an old hair trunk in a dilapidated condition and a cask <strong>of</strong> Madeira<br />

wine. General Lee brought no o<strong>the</strong>r baggage with him. Beckoning<br />

<strong>the</strong> youth to his side, he inquired his name. Learning that he was a<br />

grandson <strong>of</strong> his old war comrade and that Mrs. Shaw was at home, <strong>the</strong><br />

, strange visitor threw his arms lovingly around <strong>the</strong> lad, who, without<br />

knowing what it meant, returned <strong>the</strong> old hero's warm embrace. Then<br />

leaning heavily upon <strong>the</strong> stout arm <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> youth, General Lee walked<br />

a short distance from <strong>the</strong> landing and sat upon a log, overcome by ex<br />

haustion. Too weak to proceed fur<strong>the</strong>r, he bade <strong>the</strong> boy run at once<br />

to <strong>the</strong> house and to say to his aunt that an old friend and comrade<br />

<strong>of</strong> her fa<strong>the</strong>r's—General Lee—was at <strong>the</strong> wharf and wished <strong>the</strong> car<br />

riage to be sent for him. "Tell her," he added, "that I am come pur<br />

posely to die in <strong>the</strong> house and in <strong>the</strong> arms <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> daughter <strong>of</strong> my old<br />

friend and companion."<br />

* "Reminiscences <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Last Days, Death and Burial <strong>of</strong> General Henry Lee," by<br />

Charles C. Jones, Jr., Albany, New York, 1870.

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