The magazine of history with notes and queries, Vol. II, No. 6, December 1905 — John Shaqi
The magazine of history with notes and queries, Vol. II, No. 6, December 1905Various
History
The magazine of history with notes and queries, Vol. II, No. 6, December 1905
Various
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On the same street from Eighth to Ninth, was then, and is now,
the Pennsylvania Hospital. Longfellow doubtless saw both, and the
recollection of either came to him when writing the poem, as the
place where Gabriel, dying, was attended to by Evangeline, in the
city poorhouse. Though there has been discussion as to which of these
institutions Longfellow had in mind, it could not be settled, because
the poet, in writing to Charles H. A. Esling, Esq., of Philadelphia,
now a resident of Germany, could not himself tell what building he had
in mind.
But the point with us is as to where the lovers were buried. They have
so impressed countless thousands, that one may almost consider them as
actual personages, who lived and moved and died, and were buried in our
city--but where?
When it is remembered that the Pennsylvania Hospital and the City
Almshouse were both on Spruce Street, and that either of these could
have been the scene of the meeting of Evangeline and Gabriel, what is
more probable, that, as Longfellow walked Spruce Street, in 1824, he
could, at the western entrance of Holy Trinity church have glanced at
the passageway to the entrance of the church and seen as you can to-day
see, the little churchyard attached to it? Then passing eastward, to
Sixth Street, and turning northward, he had to pass the church, when
again he saw “the little Catholic churchyard”--the only such in the
city in 1824, and the smallest even to-day.
Remember, Longfellow, in describing the burial place of the lovers,
wrote:
“Side by side, in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping,
Under the humble walls of the little Catholic churchyard.
In the heart of the city, they lie, unknown and unnoticed;
Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them.”
Mind, he says, “the little Catholic churchyard.” Many, I fear, have
thought of Old St. Joseph’s, “the little Catholic church,” and so,
have assigned to it the burial place, but it is “the little Catholic
churchyard,” which Longfellow speaks of, and the smallest such which
Philadelphia had in 1824, or could have had in 1793, the time of the
pestilence, was Holy Trinity, which dates from 1789. It best fills the
probabilities in the case: the almshouse at Tenth Street; the hospital
at Eighth; the little Catholic churchyard at Sixth Street.
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