upon the records of our courts which will serve as models to all future times. His power of generalization easily determined the leading principle from a multitude of precedents, and for the same reason and with the same facility, he referred every individual case, however modified by circumstances, to the rule that controlled it. In his arguments to the Bench, there was an earnest fearlessness that did not hesitate for a moment about the correctness of its position, and seemed always confident of the conquest it would, and often did, wring from reluctant judges, because, whenever he undertook to urge a point, he took care, by the severest scrutiny and study, to ascertain he was right, and then demanded from the Bench what its justice was bound to administer.

As an advocate to the jury, he was warm and impressive. Consummately skilful in urging upon them the force of the evidence, sternly argumentative, without any of the flourishes of rhetoric, his manly tone of eloquence generally succeeded in convincing their understandings by the perspicuity of his statements and the clearness of his elucidations. As his thought was logical, his language was necessarily concise and comprehensive; there was no useless waste of phraseology, and his meaning was conveyed distinct and unmistakable. He has helped to build, to elaborate, and, if we may be allowed the expression, to clarify the jurisprudence of this great Commonwealth, for the last thirty years. The result of his labors will be found where those of a lawyer only are found in the reports of the State. But the thought, the acumen, the mental power that led to that result, can only be estimated by those few men who have stood by his side and seen his noble efforts. If we add to all this, his zeal, his integrity, and his even fastidious fidelity to his cause and his client, we hope we have conveyed some idea of how near he came to the perfection of his profession. Such was the character of Ferdinand W. Hubbell as a lawyer. As a general scholar, his classical attainments often afforded him, when he could snatch a moment of leisure, that delight which the learned only can feel in the lore of antiquity. He delighted in the Odes of Horace, most of which he knew by heart, in the original tongue; and the terseness of Tacitus always pleased his taste, because, perhaps, it resembled his own habits of condensed expression. But, alas! few hours were granted him for

these relaxations, amidst the pressure of business. That press was too severe upon him; too many flew to him for aid, for counsel, for advice, for assistance; his energies could not supply all, could not last forever; he perished, and perished like the immortal Dunning, at the early age of fifty-two, when we have still a right to look forward to many years. We have hitherto spoken of his intellect; yet, amidst all his cares, he never forgot the duties due his Creator; and in the various relations of domestic life, as a son, a husband, father, and brother, he exhibited the best traits of a man and a Christian. He had a heart kind, benevolent, and expansive with charity to all men-open to feel, and ready to dispense whatever aid might soothe and solace the unfortunate. Those who knew him best, know how often his generous hand was opened to the distresses and wants of his fellow-beings. They were not sounded in the streets, or heard by men, but they are recorded in the remembrance of his God and Saviour. It does honor to the deceased, and honor to his brethren of the Bar, to find that, in a profession that excites so much contention and emulation, the living still had the nobleness to render that homage to the dead that his hard-won merits deserved. The feeling was spontaneous, but just; all seemed to own the loss of a friend; all paid that tribute of affection to the amiable traits of a heart that had ceased to beat forever! He is gone! but he has bequeathed to his profession the example of a well-spent life, of untiring industry, of zealous fidelity and devotion, of honorable rectitude, and, above all, a career of unspotted integrity. Such a memory will be long and fondly cherished. The earth has lost his spirit, while the grave has added to its mouldering trophies the remains of an illustrious man. C.

Hac Tabula
Commemoratur,

Ferdinandus Wakeman Hubbell.
Jurisprudentiæ

Vir admodum peritus,

Qui in Forensibus summam Palmam

Sustulit.

Ingenio insignis, eloquentia imbutus;
Literis humanioribus ornatus;

In Philosophia Doctus;

WILLIAM HUDSON, the original founder of this family in Philadelphia, came hither from "Reedness," on "Fogerbury Manor," Yorkshire, England, about the time that William Penn came over to this country; and, it is a tradition in the family, that he accompanied the founder hither in 1682. It is certain that he was among the first who migrated to the new city from England. Mr. Hudson was never an Episcopal clergyman, as has been stated. He was a strict Quaker, and enjoyed the friendship and confidence of the proprietor. He held several offices of trust in the new city, having, for a number of years, been Alderman, Common Councilman, and Mayor, by turns. Mr. Hudson was a tanner; and, at a time when property was cheaper in Philadelphia than it is at present, he purchased a strip of land fifty feet in width upon Chestnut Street, extending from Chestnut Street to the "Swamp," as the low ground on the verge of Dock Creek used to be called. In this "Swamp" was located the tanyard of the owner of the ground; and, at this end of the property, the family kept the boats in which they were accustomed to drop down Dock Creek to the Delaware on fishing excursions, or when they desired to visit their extensive plantations in the "Neck." At the Chestnut Street end of the lot the family mansion was built. It was a fine, old-fashioned, brick structure, which stood back from Chestnut Street, a short distance below Third. In the courtyard, on Chestnut Street, there were stately buttonwood-trees growing. In the year 1694, Mr. Hudson pur

chased, for five hundred pounds, Pennsylvania currency, the house and lot on the southeast corner of Third and Chestnut Streets. This structure was built and owned by Solomon Boone; and Anthony Morris, the brother-in-law of Mr. Hudson, as executor of the estate of Mr. Boone, sold the property to Mr. Hudson. This is the identical structure which was so long occupied by the Musgraves, and in which John H. Baker kept his intelligence-office and nightschool for many years. Carter's Alley was not opened through into Third Street until after the great fire in Dock Street, in 1806, when the house which stood at the western end of the court was demolished, and the present thoroughfare was formed.

Mr. Hudson accumulated an immense deal of property in Philadelphia. He was the original owner of the old tanyard (afterwards Ashburner's) which was formerly located on Third Street, below the Girard Bank. This property extended from the southern line of the bank property to Harmony Court, and back to Hudson's Alley, a passage-way into Chestnut Street, which Mr. Hudson caused to be opened for the use of his property, and which has ever since borne his name. Perhaps the snuggest piece of property owned by the old gentleman was "Hudson's Garden," extending from Market Street to Arch, and from Fifth Street to Sixth. He also owned a neat little strip of land opposite this plot, which extended from the south line of Christ Church graveyard, at Fifth and Arch Streets, to Market Street, and having a depth of one hundred and thirteen feet from Fifth Street.

In the year 1742, Mr. Hudson was gathered to his fathers, and his large estate was divided between his children and his grandchildren. The owner of the land, in his will, laid out the square into lots, planned and named North and South Streets (the latter has since been called Commerce Street), and marked upon each lot the name of the lucky individual who was to inherit it. We copy from the document the following names of the heirs to this portion of the estate: Eliza Hudson, Mary Burr, Hannah Burr, William Medcalf, Jane Hudson, Matthew Medcalf, Susannah Hudson, Rachel Hudson, Rachel Owen, Susannah Medcalf, Rachel Medcalf, Mary Hudson (daughter of Samuel), William Hudson, Jr., Rachel Emlen, Hudson Emlen, Sarah Emlen, Mary Hudson (daughter of William, Jr.), Mary Howell, Hannah and Rachel Owens, William

Hudson, Jr., Hannah Owens, Rebecca Hudson, Deborah Hudson, Susannah Burr, Sarah Langdale, Susannah Medcalf, Hannah Moode, Gustavus Hasselins, and Abraham Kintsing, all of whom were children or grandchildren of William Hudson. The manor property in England was given to Sarah Emlen; and the property at the southeast corner of Third and Chestnut Streets was bequeathed to Samuel Hudson, a son of the testator, and the ground-rent accruing from this ground is still enjoyed by his descendants. The land upon which the Vandyke building now stands was purchased on ground rent, a few years since, from the descendants of Mr. Hudson, for the sum of eighteen hundred dollars a year, representing a principal of thirty thousand dollars. On the death of Samuel Hudson, he left the old homestead, at Third and Chestnut Streets, to his daughter Rachel, who, not having before her eyes the fear of a sudden journey over the wall of the Meeting, married Captain Jory, an officer in the British Army. After the death of Captain Jory, his widow married a famous Quaker preacher, named John Hunt. This lady, in her matrimonial experience, blended the epaulettes and the broad-brimmed beaver rather oddly.

There are quite a number of well-known families in Philadelphia who can trace their descent from Mr. William Hudson; while others, which were equally as well known, and which descended from him, are now extinct. Among the descendants of Mr. Hudson are the Whartons, Ridgways, Emlens, Howells, Medcalfs, Fishers, Moodes, Burrs, Nancarrows, Langdales, Carmans, Lewises, Sykeses, and Rawles. The old clock in the Philadelphia Library, which is reported to have belonged to Oliver Cromwell, was presented to the Library by the descendants of Mr. Samuel Hudson. The tradition in the family is, that the ancient timepiece was purchased by William Hudson at a sale of the effects of Richard Cromwell, the son of the Protector, and that it was brought to this country by Mr. Hudson.

There is a diary of Eliza Hudson, a daughter of William's, who was a famous Quaker preacher in her time. The diary commences in 1743, and extends through several years. It is principally filled with narratives of her religious feelings and experiences, and it is written in the quaint style of the early part of the last century. The writer speaks frequently of visits paid to Isaac Norris's seat,