Washington Telegraph

The Home and Grave of the Author of the Declaration of Independence.--A correspondent of the Uniontown Democrat, who has recently visited Monticello the residence of Jefferson, thus describes it:

"The interior of the house is just as Jefferson left it, except the furniture, which is all gone, save some paintings mirrors, etc. The house, both outside and inside, bears all the evidence of neglect and decay, but it still retains all its fine proportions, and its venerable outline grown gray and mossy by time and neglect, perhaps adds, rather than otherwise, to its appearance, particularly to a stranger. And the venerable aspen trees growing around, throw a kind of melancholy over everything, that seems to whisper in your ear, and point you about three hundred yards down in the woods to the grave of him who planted them--to the humblest grave in appearance that ever held the ashes of human greatness. I made a sketch over it.

"I enclose you a little flower from a branch of vines said to have been planted by Jefferson himself, beneath the window of the room in which he died; they have spread all over the side of the house."