Jenks's Portland Gazette

SUWARROW.

The following particulars relative to the fate of this celebrated Russian warrior, are extracted from a late London paper.

The world never lost a greater Captain than the late Field Marshal Suwarrow. The circumstances of his death are little known, owing to the Asiatic jealousy and police restrictions of the Court of Petersburgh, as well as to regret and remorse for its injustice towards the most illustrious of the Russians!

We are gratified in being able to communicate from an authentic source some particulars of the close of a life which has filled all Europe with its fame, while it rendered the most important services to the civilized world, as well as to the worse than uncivilized Empire in whose ungrateful bosom it terminated its glorious career in neglect and desertion.

The Messenger who was charged with the letters which announced the loss of the Emperor's favor, met this great man upon the road to St. Petersburgh, where he expected to be received under triumphal arches—by the praise of his sovereign, and the gratitude of the people.

Suwarrow read the dispatches in his carriage. The Messenger received a purse of ducats and heard the sole complaint that ever escaped from the breast of the Hero. "This then," he cried, "is the reward of those who devote their existence to the service of their country."

His heart was rent by the suddenness of the shock, and exhausted Nature, near the term of her career, was unable to contain his mighty spirit, indignant at its wrongs. "Doubtless," it would have been greater to have despised an injury which disgraced only its author! The disgrace of Suwarrow! The world did not wait to do him justice. Suwarrow mourned the departed luster of his Sovereign's name, for he was a man of strict virtue, and exalted principles, patriotic in every honest sense of that abused name. Under the blow he had received and at the verge of natural death, for he had attained the 74th year of his age, his reason gave way, as has happened to many illustrious men at this period of life, merely from the intense and assiduous use of their faculties alone. He did not, however, suffer the depravity of mental derangement, although he survived for a short time the full use of his understanding. His wrong preyed upon his heated and exhausted frame. He died of this accumulated chagrin, that proud and sullen sentiment and indifference, which is familiarly called a broken heart, in a small wooden house, under the displeasure of his master, at a distance from his family, and abandoned by his friends.

No sooner was it known that he had expired, than the public sorrow, which no decorum can perfectly tell, but burst forth in murmurs both loud and deep, and the Court itself thought proper to relent. The body received, late and superfluous, those honors, the just privation of which had overwhelmed the reason and overpowered the great mind wherein it had inhabited. Paul I. commanded it to be exposed in state, in the capital, and to be interred amidst the pomp of military honors and royal ceremonial. The tears of the Russian, and the admiration of Europe, are the monuments of Suwarrow, and an eternal tomb, which the caprice of Princes can neither give nor take away.