them, I do not think it will be necessary to say From the -- -tiat would be too bad :-and, perhaps, • From a late paper,' would do.

"I have not forgotten how a good word in season' from you made • Tbe Raven,' and made • Ulalume,' (which, by-the way, people have done me the bonor of attributing to you)—therefore I would ask you, (if I dared,) to say something of these lines-if they please you.

“ Truly yours ever,

“ EDGAR A. Poe,”

In double proof-of his earnest disposition to do the best for himself, and of the trustful and grateful nature which has been denied him—we give another of the only three of his notes which we chance to retain :

“ FORDHAM, January 22, 1848. " My dear Mr. Willis :- I am about to make an effort at re-establishing myself in the literary world, and feel that I may depend upon your aid.

“My general aim is to start a Magazine, to be called The Stylus ;' but it would be useless to me, even when established, if not entirely out of the control of a publisher. I mean, therefore, to get up a Journal which shall be my owon, at all points. With this end in view, I must get a list of, at

already. I propose, however, to go South and West, among my personal and literary friends-old college and West Point acquaintances-and see what I can du. In order to get the means of taking the first step, I propose to lecture at the Society Library, on Thur-day, the 3d of February-and, that there may be no cause of squabbling, iny subject shall not be literary at all, I bave chosen a broad text - The Universe.'

" Having thus given you the fucts of the ca-e, I leave all the rest to the suggestions of your own tact and generosity. Gratefully-most gratefully

" Your friend always,

“Evgar A. Poe."

Brief and chance-taken, as these letters are, we think they sufficiently prove the existence of the very qualities denied to Mr. Poe--humility, wil. lingness to persevere, belief in another's kindness, and capability of cordial and grateful friendship! Such he assuredly was when sane. Such only he bas invariably seemed to us, in all we have happened personally to know of him, through a friendship of five or six years. And so much easier is it to believe what we have seen and known, than what we hear of only, that we remember him but with admiration and respect-these descriptions of him, when morally insane, seeming to us like portraits, painted in sickness, of a man we have only known in health.

But there is another, more touching, and far niore forcible evidence that there was goodness in Edgar A. Poe. To reveal it, we are obliged to ven. ture upon the listing of the veil which sacredly covers grief and refinement in poverty--but we think it may be excused, if so we can brighten the memory of the poet, even were there not a more needed and immediate service which it may render to the nearest link broken by his death.

Our first knowledge of Mr. Poe's reinoval to this city was by a call whicb

we received from a lady who introduced herself to us as the mother of his wife. She was in search of employment for him, and she excused her errand by mentioning that he was ill, that her daughter was a contirmed invalid, and that their circumstances were such as compelled her taking it upon herself. The countenance of this lady, made beautiful and saintly with ali evidently complete giving up of her life to privation and sorrowful ten. derness, her gentle and mournful voice urging its plea, her long-forgotten but habitually and unconsciously retived manners, and her appealing and yet appreciative mention of the claims and abilities of her son, disclosed at once the presence of one of those angels upon earth that women in adversity can be. It was a hard fate that she was watching over. Mr. Pue wrote with fastidious difficulty, and in a style too much above the popular level to be well paid. He was always in pecuniary difficulty, and, with his sick wife, frequently in want of the merest necessaries of life. Winter after printer, for years, the most touching sight to us, in this whole city, has been that tireless minister to genius, thinly and insufficiently clad, going from office to office with a poem, or an article on some literary subject, to sellsometimes simply pleading in a bruken voice that he was ill, and begyiug for him—mentioning nothing but that “ he was ill,” whatever might be the reason for his writing nothing --and never, amid all her tears and recitals of distress, suffering one.syllable to escape her lips that could convey a doubt of him, or a complaint, or a lessening of pride in his genius and good intentions. Her daughter died, a year and a half since, but she did not desert hun. She continued his ministering angel-living with him--caring for bim--guarding him against exposure, and, when he was carried away by templation, amid grief and the loneliness of feelings unreplied to, and awuke froin his self-abandonment prostrated in destitution and suffering, begging for him still. If woman's devotion, born with a first love, and fed with human passion, hallow its object, as it is allowed to do, what does not a devotion like this--pure, disinterested and holy as the watch of an invisi. ble spirit--say for him who inspired it ?

We have a letter before us, written by this lady, Mrs. Clemm, on the morning in which she heard of the death of this object of her untiring care It is merely a request that we would call upon her, but we will copy a few of its words-sacred as its privacy is—to warrant the truth of the picture we have drawn above, and add force to the appeal we wish to make for her :

" I have this morning heard of the death of my darling Eddie....... Cap you give me any circumstances or particulars....... Oh! do not desert your poor friend in this bitter affliction........ Ask Mr. — to come, as I nuust deliver a message to him from my poor Eddie. ...... I need not ask you to notice bis death and to speak well of him. I know you will. But say wbat an affectionate son be was to me, his poor desolate mother."......

To hedge round a grave with respect, what choice is there, between the

relinquished wealth and honors of the world, and the story of such a woman's unrewarded devotion! Risking what we do, in delicacy, by making it pube lic, we feel--other reasons aside—that it betters the world to make known that there are such ministrations to its erring and gifted. What we have said will speak to some hearts. There are those who will be glad to know how the lamp, whose light of poetry has beanied on their far-away recognition, was waiched over with care and pain, that they may send to her, who is more darkened than they by its extinction, some token of their sympathy. She is destitute, and alone. If any, far or near, will send to us what may aid and cheer her through the renainder of her life, we will joyfully place it in her hands.



HMERTO I have not written or published a syllable upon the subject of Mr. Pur's life, cbarneter, or Rons Ruce I was informied, sme len das aller his death, of niy N ourtinent to be his literary exerutor. I did not Rapore I ww delarred from the presion of my feelings or opinions in the case by the receptanre of this othre, tbe dulles of which I rekanied as suinpls the collectin of his works, and their publication, for the benefit of the rishtful inheritons of bin preris, MN furin and manner that would probably b e been met arreonblo to bir own wibes, I would loudly have delilled trust in posing 80 niuch ler, for I had been compelled by W benith welcit the indulgence my publieben, who bad mu v tousand dollar invested in an unfinisbed Work under me direction, but when I was told by several of Mr. Pox's most intimate friendAmong othen by the family of S. D. LEWIN, Esq. wwbm in his last yean be WIL under grenler b ulintis tban to any or to all others that he had long bren in the babit of expressing a desire that in the event of his death I should be bis editar, I vielded to the apparent necensily, and proxeeded innuiestely with the preparation of the two vol. mnies whib bave her ufore ren published. But I bad, at the request of the Editor of "Tbe Tribune," writtet batily a few parAkrap is about Mr. Por, which appeared in that per with the telegraphie Communication of his death; and two or three of these prugraphs having been quoted by Mr. V. P. Wni, in big Souce of Mr. Por, were ma part of that Notice unavoidably reprinted in the volume of the deserved author's Tales. And my unweidered and imperfect, but, me every one who knew its subject readily perceived, very kind article, was Driw Tebementiv attacked. A writer under the signature of "GEORGE R. GRAHAM," in a sophitrical and trosby but widely circulated Latter, wenoudred it as the fancy sketch of u jaundierd vision," "an immortal infamy," and its composit “ breach trval.And to excure bie tive munthe silence, and to indure N belief tbat be did not know that what I had written was already published before I COULD hape bern advised that I was to be Yr. Por's ezerutur, in condition in whicb all the insible fire of his Leller delilds,) this silly and ambitious perrin, while represented entertaining friendship really parrionate in its t emess for the iwwir author, (of wborn in four years of his extremt poverts he bad to purchased this nugain a single line, ) is minden May that in hall a rear he had not kreno notieable un article,-tbrigh within a werk uiler Mr. Park's death it apprenred in "The Tribune," in "The Home Journal," in thrre of the Imily papers if his own city, and in "Tbe Saturday Evening Pist," of which he was or had been himself one of the chief proprietats and editora! And Mr. JOHN SEAL, tm, who had never had even the slightest perona wyunutte with Park in his life, nishes fri in s sleep which the public had trusted was eternal, to declare that any charnelerinin of PoE (which he is pleased to describe as "petry, exalted poetry, poetry of Astou shing and original strength") is fulse and Duali. Clus, and that I ain & calumniator,"#" Rhadamanthus," etc. But these whiler-JOHN SEAL tollowing the author of the letter signed " GHOR KR. GRAHAM'- not only assume wlun: I have shown to be free, (thnt the remarks on Por's character were written by me as his erecutor,) but that there was a big, intense, and implacable enmity betwixt PoE and in velf, which disqualified me for the othee of les barmher. "1 his scarcely Deeds Ad NDswer after the peto dying request that lob.uld be his editor, but the manner in which it has been urred, will, I trust, be s ruftried' EX use for the following deminstration of its aberty.

My acquaintance with Mr. Pork commenced in the spring of Intl. He called me ty hitel, and not finding me at bome, len two letten of intraduction. The next moning I visited him, and we had a big VerNatu ut literature nnd literare men, pertinent to the subject of a bik." The Poet and l'oetry of America." wbich I wa then preparing for the press, Tbe following letter was sent to me a few days afterwards:

PHILADELPHIA, March 99. R. W, Grinpoid, F29.: My Dear Sir:- On the other leal I send such poems as I tbink my text, irom whieb you een select ans which please your fancy. Isball be proud to see one wn of them in your bank. Tbe one called "The Haunted Palace" is that of which I spoke in reference to Professor Lingew apiariam, Ionut published the "II. P." in Bawke's * Museum," minthly journal at Baltimore,

n den. Afterwards, I enibodied it in tale exlind "The IPC Usher," in Burlin's m azine. Here it wry, I supwise, that Professor Longfellow sXw it: fur, brat six weeks uilerwards, there appeared in the Southern Literary Mensenger". poem by him called "The Benguered City," which may niw it fund in his v. lume. The identity in title is atriking : for by " The Haunted Palme "Iinean to imply a mind haunted by phantom-a isidered train-and by the " Belenguered City" Prof. L. menns just the same. But the while tournure of the premis based upon mine, M you will see at opce, Its alleginical conduct, the style of its venitication and exp** ull are mine. As I understand vou to say that pou meant to preface each se af prema by some bingraphical notice, I have ventured nend vou the above memorand the particular of whicb (in case where an author is selitve known myneli) might not be easily obtam dlmewhere. “The Coliseum " was the prize prem alluded to.

With higb respect and esteem, I am your obedient servant, ENGAR A. Pos. Tbe pert in without date :

My Dear Sir - marle use of your name with Carey & Hart, for A enpy of your book, and am writing a review of it, wbieb I shall send to Lowell for "The Pioneer." I like it decidedly. It is of immense importanco, Guide to what we bave done : but you have permitted your pind nature in intuence you a degree: I would bave omitted at least a dozen when you have quoted, and I can think of five or six that should have been in. But with all its fulte--ynu see I am perfectly frank with voit is better book than any other man in the United States could bave made of the materiale. This I will sav.

With high respect, I am your obedient servant, Engas A. Por, The next refer to arme pecuniary matten:

PHILADELPHIA, June 11, 1848. Dear Grimold: Can pon not send me 851 I am sick, and Virginis in almost pne. Come and see mo. Paterson sav yog stinnert me of a cunous Anonymous letter. I did not write it, but bring it aling with you wou you make the visit you promised to Mn. Clemm. I will try to fix that matter Boon, Could you do anything with my note i

Yoan truly, E. A. P. W. bad no further correspondence for more than a year. In this period he delivered . lrcture opop "The Poota nad Poetry of America," in which my book under that uitle was, I be eve, very sharply reviewed Lu the meantime avertisement wm made of my intention to publish “ The Prose Writers of Ameries," and Iro ceived, oDe day, just as I was leaving Philadelphia for New York, the following letier:

NEW-YORK, Jan. 10, 1845. Rer. Rufu W, Griswold: Sin perceive by a paragraph in the papers, that your " Prose Writers of Ameri. CA" is in presa. Unless your opinions of my literary character are entirely changed, you will, I think, liko Kmething of mive, and viu are welcome to wbatever best pleases you, if you will prrinit me to furnish a care rected copy; but with your present feelings you can hardly du me justice in any critician, And I shall be glad is von will eumply &ky wer my name : " Burn 1811, published Tales of the Gruterque and the Arabesque in 1839; has resided latterly in New York."

Your obedient mervan. LUGAK A. Poe. I find any answer to this among his papers:

PHILADELPHIA, Jan. 11, 1845. Sir. -Alibugbi bave some cause of quarrel with you, as you seem to remember, I do it under any circumGUADCR permuit, is sou have repeatedly charge, my personal relations to intluence the expression of my opiD. jons is a critic. By the incl.ord proof sheets of what I had wrillen before the reception of your dute, you will see that I think quite well of your works as I did when I had the pleasure of being Your friend,

R. W. GRISWOLD. This was not mailed until the next morning; I however left Philadelphis the same evening, und in the course of the following day Poe and nivell met in the thre of "The Tribune," but without in tertion. Soon aller be received my Dule, be sent the fudlowing to inv botel:

New York, Jan. 16, 1645. Dear Grisw i f you will permit mne to call yo your letter Occasioned me first UI nod then pleasure: pain, because it gave me to Ree that I had it, througb my own fully, in bonorable inend :-pleinure, because I saw in its hope of reconciliation. I have been aware, for Beveral weeks, that my rene for penking of your buuk I did. (of veure'l i bave always sp ken kindly.) were based in the making innder of mischiefmaker by profession. Still, as I supped you irreparably offended. I could make no Advances when we met at

than your accepting theme osies, and meeting me as a friend. If you can do this, and forgetibe just, let me know where I ball call on vuor the and see me at the "Mirror" orbire, any morning Hinut teh. We can tben tall over tbe other matten, which, lo me at least, are far lewe important than your Rood will

Very truly yours, EDGAR A. Por. His next letter is dated February 24, 1845 :

My dear Griswold -A therand thanks for your kinders in the matter of thnee books, which I could not af. ford to buy, and had so much need of. Sorin alter seeing you, I sent you, tbrugb Zieter, all niy:) | worth Te publishing, and I presume they reached you. I was sincerely delighted with what you said of them, and it you will write your criticism in ihe form of a prence, I shall be grently obliged t you. At this not leenuse y o praised me: everywy praise me now: but because you so perfectly understand me, or what I have nimed at, in all my poeme: I did not think you had so much deliemy of appreciation joined with your etrang trnse: I CAN Say truly that De Dian's approbation given me mu much pleasure. Trend wou with this Another Case, also through Zieber, by Burken & Stringer. It contains, in the way of essay, "Meeneric Revelation, which I would like u have you in, even if you have to omit the "House of Unber," I send is corrected cities of (m the way of funny criticisn.. but you don't like this Flaccus," which convevs a wierable idea of my tyle and of my arrivus manner" Bununlıy Rudar "S wid specimen. In the lule line, "The Murder of the Rue Marrue," "The Guld Bug." and the "Man that was Used Up,'-far more than en rugh, but you can select to suit yousell I prefer the “G, B." to the "M. in the R. M." I bave taken a third interst in the "Brodway Jurnal." and will be plnd if you could send me anything for it. Why not let me entierpate the brake publicativo of your plendid early on Milton!

Truly yours, Por. The next is witbout date :

Dear Grimold: return the profs with many thanks for your attentions. The mems lork quite as well in the short meiros me in the long men, and I an quite content as it is. In The Sleeper" Vou have "Forever with enclosed eve" for "Forever with unopen'd eye." Is it possible to make the chitteetin! I presume you under OtAnd that in the retition of my lecture on the Poets, (in . Y.) I lent riut all that was nffensive to yourself. 1 Am ashamed of myself that lever said anything of you that WAS so unfrienilly ATM uniist; but what I did say I am confident has been misrepresented to you. See my notice of C. F. Hoffman's (1) ketchi vu.

Very sincerely yours, POL. On the twenty-sixth of October, 184, he wante:

y dear brini :-17 you and me at a pinch at one of the prentest pinches conceivable! Il von will, I will be indebted to you for life. After a prodixious deal of mantenvering. I huve succeeded in getting the "Browl. WAY Journal entirele within my nwn control. It will be a fortune to me if I can hold 11- lean do it easily witb # very tritting aid from my friends. May I count you as one! Lend me $541, and you shall never have an use to regret it.

Truly yours, EDGAR A. POR. And on the first of November:

My dear fris ':- Thuik von for the 25. And since you will allow me to draw upon you for the other half of what I asked, if it shall be needed at the end of Ampth, I am just a crateful re if it were all in hand, --for mr friends here have meted keneruusly by me. Don't have any mire doubts ni mny success. I am, by the way, preparing an article about you for the B. J., in which I do you justice which is all you can ask of any one.

Ever truly yours, EDGAR A. Pok The next in without dute, but appear to have been written ently in 1849 : Dear Grinpold Your uniform kininen lente me to hope that you will attend in this little matter of Mn,

to whom I truly think tiru have done less than justice. I am abamed to ak favor of you to whom 1 an so much indebird, but I have promised Mrs. this. They lied to you, (if you told — what he says you told him,) up in the subject of my forgniten Lecture on tbe American Priets, and I take this opportunity to MAY that what I have always beld in converentinne ut you, and what I believe to be entirely true, as far mit rules, in contained in my mitire of your "Female Prets of Amerien,in the fortheming "Srutbem Literary Messenger." By glanrur at what I have published about you, (Aut. in Graham, 1441; Review in Pioneer, 143; notice in B. Joumal, 1845; Letter in Int., 1847; and the Review of your Female Poeta,) you will wee that I have never bazarded my own reputatinn by a disrespectful word of mou, though there were, as I long ago ezplained, in onbequence of 'n false inputation of that beastly article to you, anme absurd jnkes at your or. Irenae in the Lecture et Philadelphin. Come up and are me: the can pass within a few rndo of the New York Hitel, wbere I have called two or three times without finding you in,

Youn truly, Pos. I soon after visited him at Fordham, and passed two or three boun with him. The only letter be afterward sent me at least the only one now in my pr ian-follows:

Dear Grind:- inclre perfect copies of the lines "For Annie" and "Annabel Ter," in hopes that you Inay make mom for them in your new editing. As regarde " Lenore," (which you were kind enough in a Fog would insert,) I would prefer the concluding stanza to run a bere written, ... It is point of no great importance, but in one of your editions pou have given my sister's age instead of mine. I was born in Dec. 1818: my Sinter, Jan. 1811. 7 he date of his birth to which he refen w printed from his statement in the memoranda referred to in tbe first of the letten bere printed.-R. W. G.) Willis, whome good opinion I value highly, and of wooo good word I have a right to be proud, bas done me the bonor to speak very pointedly in praiso of “The

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