The Hermitage, Home of Old HickoryHorn, Stanley F.
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The Hermitage, Home of Old Hickory
Horn, Stanley F.
Hermitage (Hermitage, Tenn.); Jackson, Andrew, 1767-1845 -- Homes and haunts -- Tennessee -- Hermitage
“My republican feelings and principles forbid it;” Jackson’s letter
continues, “the simplicity of our system of government forbids it. Every
monument erected to perpetuate the memory of our heroes and statesmen
ought to bear evidence of the economy and simplicity of our republican
institutions and of the plainness of our republican citizens, who are
the sovereigns of our glorious Union and whose virtue is to perpetuate
it. True virtue can not exist where pomp and parade are the governing
passions. It can only dwell with the people—the great laboring and
producing classes—that form the bone and sinew of our confederacy.... I
have prepared an humble depository for my mortal body beside that
wherein lies my beloved wife where, without any pomp or parade, I have
requested, when my God calls me to sleep with my fathers, to be laid;
for both of us there to remain until the last trumpet sounds to call the
dead to judgment when we, I hope, shall rise together clothed with that
heavenly body promised to all who believe in our glorious Redeemer who
died for us that we might live, and by whose atonement I hope for a
blessed immortality.”
[Illustration: Walnut desk used by General Jackson, with chair made
from the wood of the frigate _Constitution_, presented to him by
Levi Woodbury.]
[Illustration: General Jackson’s office or library, showing his
armchair, presented to him by Chief Justice Roger B. Taney, beside
the candle-stand where he customarily opened his mail. For thirty
years this room was the political center of the United States.]
When the new Hermitage was built in 1819 and the garden was laid out,
one of General Jackson’s first acts was to walk out into the garden with
Rachel and select the spot where their remains would rest side by side
when life had passed. At this time the General’s health was precarious,
racked as he was by eight years of almost continuous campaigning while
in a debilitated physical condition, and he frankly expressed the belief
that he would not live long. At that time it seemed highly improbable
that he would outlive the blooming Rachel by nearly seventeen years.
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