His noble political antagonist, the Hon.
Isaac Hill, of Concord, wrote of my brother as follows:--
Albert Baker was a young man of uncommon promise. Gifted with the
highest order of intellectual powers, he trained and schooled them
by intense and almost incessant study throughout his short life.
He was fond of investigating abstruse and metaphysical principles,
and he never forsook them until he had explored their every nook
and corner, however hidden and remote. Had life and health been
spared to him, he would have made himself one of the most
distinguished men in the country. As a lawyer he was able and
learned, and in the successful practice of a very large business.
He was noted for his boldness and firmness, and for his powerful
advocacy of the side he deemed right. His death will be deplored,
with the most poignant grief, by a large number of friends, who
expected no more than they realized from his talents and
acquirements. This sad event will not be soon forgotten. It
blights too many hopes; it carries with it too much of sorrow and
loss. It is a public calamity.
VOICES NOT OUR OWN
Many peculiar circumstances and events connected with my childhood throng
the chambers of memory. For some twelve months, when I was about eight
years old, I repeatedly heard a voice, calling me distinctly by name, three
times, in an ascending scale.
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