His final Return home.--Wreck of his Fortunes.--Letter to Mr. Eppes.--To his Grand-daughter, Mrs. Bankhead.--To Kosciusko.-- Description of the Interior of the House at Monticello.--Of the View from Monticello.--Jefferson's Grandson's Description of his Manners and Appearance.--Anecdotes.--His Habits.--Letter to Governor Langdon.--To Governor Tyler.--Life at Monticello, and Sketch of Jefferson by a Grand-daughter.--Reminiscences of him by another Grand-daughter. Full of years and full of honors, we behold, then, the veteran statesman attaining at last the goal of his wishes. Joyfully received into the arms of his family, Jefferson returned home, fondly hoping to pass in tranquillity the evening of an eventful and honorable life surrounded by those he loved best, and from whom he was never again to be parted except by death. His whole demeanor betokened the feelings of one who had been relieved of a heavy and wearisome burden. His family noticed the elasticity of his step while engaged in his private apartments arranging his books and papers, and not unfrequently heard him humming a favorite air, or singing snatches of old songs which had been almost forgotten since the days of his youth. But, alas! who can control his destiny? Who can foresee the suffering to be endured? It required but a brief sojourn at home, and a thorough investigation of his affairs, for Jefferson to see that his long-continued absence had told fearfully on the value of his farms; that his long enlistment in the service of his country had been his pecuniary ruin. The state of his feelings on this subject is painfully shown in the following extract from a letter written by him to Kosciusko: _To Thaddeus Kosciusko._ Instead of the unalloyed happiness of retiring unembarrassed and independent to the enjoyment of my estate, which is ample for my limited views, I have to pass such a length of time in a thraldom of mind never before known to me. Except for this, my happiness would have been perfect. That yours may never know disturbance, and that you may enjoy as many years of life, health, and ease as yourself shall wish, is the sincere prayer of your constant and affectionate friend. Towards the close of the year 1809 we find him writing to his son-in-law, Mr. Eppes, then in Washington, as follows: _To John W. Eppes._