Cochrane
had all along said that the Anointed of the Lord would never be
allowed to remain in jail, but he was mistaken, for he stayed in
the State's Prison at Charlestown, Massachusetts, for the full
duration of his sentence. Here (I am again trying to plead the
cause of my father and mother), here he received much sympathy
and some few visitors, one of whom walked all the way from
Edgewood to Boston, a hundred and fifteen miles, with a petition
for pardon, a petition which was delivered, and refused, at the
Boston State House. Cochrane issued from prison a broken and
humiliated man, but if report says true, is still living, far out
of sight and knowledge, somewhere in New Hampshire. He once sent
my father an epitaph of his own selection, asking him to have it
carved upon his gravestone should he die suddenly when away from
his friends. My mother often repeats it, not realizing how far
from the point it sounds to us who never knew him in his glory,
but only in his downfall.
"'He spread his arms full wide abroad
His works are ever before his God,
His name on earth shall long remain,
Through envious sinners fret in vain.'"
"We are certain," concluded Ivory, "that my father preached with
Cochrane in Limington, Limerick, and Parsonsfield; he also wrote
from Enfield and Effingham in New Hampshire; after that, all is
silence.
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