shall cover us,'
in the darkness as in the light our obligations are yet with us.
We cannot escape their power, nor fly from their presence. They
are with us in this life, will be with us at its close; and in that
scene of inconceivable solemnity which lies yet farther onward, we
shall still find ourselves surrounded by the consciousness of duty,
to pain us wherever it has been violated, and to console us so far
as God may have given us grace to perform it."

Upon one occasion, when in Boston, Mr. Hubbard and I visited together
Faneuil Hall. He pointed out the exact place upon the platform
where he saw Mr. Webster stand when he delivered his speech in
vindication of his course in remaining in the Cabinet of President
Tyler after all his Whig colleagues had resigned. The schism in
the Whig ranks, occasioned by the veto of party measures, paramount
in the Presidential contest of 1840, and the bitter antagonism
thereby engendered between Henry Clay and President Tyler, will
readily be recalled. The rupture mentioned occasioned the retirement
of the entire Cabinet appointed by the late President Harrison,
except Mr. Webster, the Secretary of State. His reasons for
remaining were in the highest degree patriotic, and his speech
in Faneuil Hall a triumphant vindication. The enduring public
service he rendered while in a Cabinet with which he had not partisan
affiliation was formulating, in conjunction with the British
Minister, the Ashburton treaty. If Mr. Webster had rendered no
other public service, this alone would have entitled him to the
gratitude of the country. This treaty, advantageous from so
many points of view to the United States, adjusted amicably the
protracted and perilous controversy--unsettled by the convention
at Ghent--of our northeastern boundary, and possibly prevented a
third war between the two great English-speaking nations. The
words once uttered of Burke could never with truth be spoken of
Webster: "He gave to party that which was intended for his
country."

Mr. Hubbard insisted that the speech mentioned stood unrivalled in
the realm of sublime oratory. He declared that the intervening
years had not dimmed his recollection of the appearance of "the
God-like Webster" when he exclaimed "The Whig party die! The Whig
party die! Then, Mr. President, _where shall I go?"_

Some years before, I heard Wendell Phillips allude to the above
speech in his celebrated lecture upon Daniel O'Connell