The year 1831 was a sad one for Marshall. The greatest apprehensions were felt for his health. “Wirt,” says John Quincy Adams in his diary, on February 13, 1831, “spoke to me, also, in deep concern and alarm at the state of Chief Justice Marshall’s health.” In the autumn he went to Philadelphia to undergo the torture of the operation of lithotomy, before the days of ether. It was the last operation performed by the distinguished surgeon, Dr. Physick. Another eminent surgeon, who assisted him, Dr. Randall, has given an account of this occasion, in which he says:— “It will be readily admitted that, in consequence of Judge Marshall’s very advanced age, the hazard attending the operation, however skillfully performed, was considerably increased. I consider it but an act of “It fell to my lot to make the necessary preparations. In the discharge of this duty I visited him on the morning of the day fixed on for the operation, two hours previously to that at which it was to be performed. Upon entering his room I found him engaged in eating his breakfast. He received me with a pleasant smile upon his countenance, and said: ‘Well, doctor, you find me taking breakfast, and I assure you I have had a good one. I thought it very probable that this might be my last chance, and therefore I determined to enjoy it and eat heartily.’ I expressed the great pleasure which I felt at seeing him so cheerful, and said that I hoped all would soon be happily over. He replied to this that he did not feel the least anxiety or uneasiness “After he finished his breakfast I administered to him some medicine; he then inquired at what hour the operation would be performed. I mentioned the hour of eleven. He said, ‘Very well, do you wish me now for any other purpose, or may I lie down and go to sleep?’ I was a good deal surprised at this question, but told him that if he could sleep it would be very desirable. He immediately placed himself upon the bed, and fell into a profound sleep, and continued so until I was obliged to rouse him in order to undergo the operation. He exhibited the same fortitude, scarcely uttering a murmur, From the patient over a thousand calculi were taken. He had a perfect recovery; nor did the disorder ever return. On Christmas Day of that year, as I have said, his wife died, the object of his tenderest affection ever since he had first seen her, more than fifty years before. The day before she died, she hung about his neck a locket with some of her hair. He wore it always, night and day; and, by his order, it was the last thing removed from his body when he died. It was at this period, in 1831 and 1832, After his recovery, in 1831, Marshall seems to have been in good health down to the early part of 1835. Then, we are told, he suffered “severe contusions” in the stage-coach in returning from Washington. The great Chief Justice was carried home with every demonstration of respect and reverence. He was buried by the side of Among the tributes to Chief Justice Marshall which were made in the months that followed his death, and in later times, nothing finer has been said than the heartfelt expression of the bar of his own circuit, at Richmond, in November, 1835. The resolutions of Mr. B. Watkins Leigh, unanimously adopted, recalled “the memory of “His private life was worthy of the exalted character he sustained in public station. The unaffected simplicity of his manners; the spotless purity of his morals; his social, gentle, cheerful disposition; his habitual self-denial, and boundless generosity towards others; the strength and constancy of his attachments, his kindness to his friends and neighbors; his exemplary conduct in the relations of son, brother, husband, father; his numerous charities; his benevolence toward all men, and his ever active beneficence; these amiable qualities shone so conspicuously in him, throughout his life, that highly as he was respected, he had the rare happiness to be yet more On the west side of the Capitol at Washington, midway between the staircases that ascend from the garden to the great building, and a little in advance, there is a colossal bronze figure of Marshall by the sculptor Story, the son of the great man’s colleague and friend,—placed there in 1884. It is a very noble work of art, worthy of the subject and the place. The Chief Justice is sitting, clothed in his judicial robe, in the easy attitude of one engaged in expounding a subject of which he is master. The figure is leaning back in the chair with the head slightly inclining forward; the right arm rests on the arm of the chair, with the hand open and extended; the left hand, holding a scroll, lies easily on the other arm of the chair. The crossed legs are covered by the gown, while low shoes and buckles, and hair gathered in a queue, speak of lifelong The figure, standing, would be ten feet high. It sits seven feet high, and is raised upon a suitable pedestal, decorated with marble bas-reliefs of classical designs. These, if the truth were told, might well be spared, but the statue itself will fitly commemorate for many ages one of the greatest, noblest and most engaging characters in American history. The Riverside Press For the knowledge of the authorship of this valuable article and of another related one in 2 ib. 372, I am indebted to the courtesy of Dr. J. S. Billings, the Director of the New York Public Library, and the investigations of Mr. V. H. Paltsits, one of the librarians in that institution. James K. Paulding has preserved an entertaining account of a game, in 1820, when Jarvis, the artist, was present, playing, apparently on the same side with the Chief Justice. “I remember,” he says, “in the course of the game, and when the parties were nearly at a tie, that some dispute arose as to the quoit nearest the meg. The Chief Justice was chosen umpire between the quoit belonging to Jarvis and that of Billy Haxall. The judge bent down on one knee, and with a straw essayed the decision of this important question on which the fate of the game in a great measure depended. After nicely measuring, and frequently biting off the end of the straw, ‘Gentlemen,’ said he, ‘you will perceive this quoit would have it, but the rule of the game is to measure from the visible iron. Now that clod of dirt hides almost half an inch. But, then he has a right to the nearest part of the meg; and here, as you will perceive, is a splinter, which belongs to and is part of the meg, as much as the State of Virginia is a part of the Union. This is giving Mr. Haxall a great advantage; but, notwithstanding, in my opinion, Jarvis has it by at least the sixteenth part of an inch, and so I decide, like a just judge, in my own favor.’” 2 Lippincott’s Magazine, 623, 626. It is said that he was often appointed thus to be judge in his own case. |