d gave
name and fame to both.

In this respect of being founded by an individual, Philadelphia, the
City of Brotherly Love, and the State of Pennsylvania, are unique and
peculiar in all the annals of American history.

Yet Philadelphia has no monument to Penn, save the hazy figure of a
dumpy nobody surmounted by an enormous hat, all lost in the incense of
commerce upon the topmost pinnacle of the City Hall.

If Philadelphia has been sky-piloted by her orthodox Witherspoons and
Albertsons, by her Converses and Conwells, and if they have taught her
to love her enemies and then hold balances true by hating her friends,
let Clio so record, for history is no longer a lie agreed upon. In her
magnificent park and in her public squares Philadelphia has done honor
in bronze and marble to Columbus, Humboldt, Schubert, Goethe, Schiller,
Garibaldi and Joan of Arc. But "Mad Anthony Wayne," and that fearless
fighting youth, Decatur, are absolutely forgotten. Doctor Benjamin
Rush, patriot, the near and dear friend of Franklin, and the man who
welcomed Thomas Paine to Pennsylvania and gave him a desk where he might
ply his pen and write the pamphlet, "Common Sense," sleeps in an unknown
grave. You will look in vain for effigies of Edgar Allan Poe, who was
once a Philadelphia editor; of Edwin Forrest, who, lionlike, trod her
boards; of Rittenhouse, mapping the stars; of Doctor Kane, facing Arctic
ice and Northern night; of Doctor Evans, who filed and filled the teeth
of royalty and made dentists popular; of Bartram, Gross, or Leidy.
Fulton lived here, yet only the searcher in dusty, musty tomes knows it.

Benjamin West, who founded England's Academy of Painting, is honored in
Westminster Abbey; but Harrisburg, too busy in her great game of grab
and graft, knows not his name. Robert Morris, who was rewarded for his
life of patriotic service by two years in a debtors' jail, is still in a
cell, the key of which is lost--and Sully, Peale, Taylor, Walter and
Fitch mingle their dust with his.

Yet all this might be forgiven on the plea that where so many names of
the strong and powerful bid for recognition, a good way to avoid
jealousies, is to ignore them all. So speaks proud and pious
Philadelphia--snug, smug, prosperous, priggish and pedantic
Philadelphia. But how about these five supremely great names--William
Penn, Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Paine, Stephen Girard and Walt Whitman!

Oh! ye Friends, innocent of friendship, will ye for