His body now rests in the Wawel in Cracow, where lie Poland's kings and her most honoured dead; his heart in the Polish Museum in Rapperswil, Switzerland, among the national treasures that have been placed in a foreign land to preserve them against spoliation by Poland's conquerors. To his memory three years after his death his nation raised a monument, perhaps unique of its kind. Outside Cracow towers the Kościuszko hill, fashioned by the hands of Polish men, women, and children, all bringing earth in shovel and barrow, to lay over dust, carried thither with no little difficulty, from the battlefields where Kościuszko had fought for Poland. That act is typical. To this day the name of Tadeusz Kościuszko lives in the hearts of the Polish people, not only as the object of their profound and passionate love, but as the symbol of their dearest national aspirations. He has given his name to the greatest poem in the Polish language that is read wherever the Polish tongue has been carried by the exiled sons of Poland. His pictures, his relics, are venerated as with the devotion paid to a patron saint. Legend, folk-song, national music have gathered about his name: and after Warsaw had risen for her freedom on the November night of 1830 it was to the strains of the _Polonaise of Kościuszko_ that the Poles danced in a never-to-be-forgotten scene of patriotic exultation. A Prussian fiction has attributed to Kościuszko as he fell on the field of Maciejowice the phrase _Finis Poloniæ_. In a letter to Count Ségur, Kościuszko indignantly denied that he had uttered a sentiment which is the last ever to be heard on Polish lips or harboured in the heart of a Pole; and with his words, to which the Poles themselves have borne the most convincing testimony by the preservation of their nationality unimpaired through tragedy almost inconceivable, through nearly a hundred and fifty years of unremitting persecution, I close this book on the noblest of Polish patriots. "When," so Kościuszko writes to Segur, "the Polish nation called me to defend the integrity, the independence, the dignity, the glory and the liberty of the country, she knew well that I was not the last Pole, and that with my death on the battlefield or elsewhere Poland could not, must not end. All that the Poles have done since then in the glorious Polish legions and all that they will still do in the future to gain their country back, sufficiently proves that albeit we, the devoted soldiers of that country, are mortal, Poland is immortal."[1] [Footnote 1: d'Angeberg, _Recueil des Traités_.] CHIEF WORKS CONSULTED d'Angeberg. _Recueil des Traités, Conventions et Actes Diplomatiques concernant la Pologne_, 1762-1862. Paris, 1862. Askenazy, Szymon, _Kiążę Józef Poniatowski_. Cracow, 1905. Bartoszewicz, K. _Dzieje Insurekcji Kościuszkowskiej_. Vienna, 1909. Baudouin de Courtenay, R. _Nowe Materyały do Dziejow Kościuszki_. Cracow, 1889.