New-York daily tribune., 1859-12-21
TIE FUNERAL or COOK.

TIE funeral Of John E. Cook was held yesterday
morning. at the house Of Mr. Samuel L. Harris, No.
ia South Ninth street, Williamsburgh. very
large number Of people assembled along street be-
fore the house; not lees than eco or 500, including
many ladies, were standing there in the rain two
bou great the fascination Of his life anddeath
TIE body embalmed and placed in rosewood coffin,
was exposed in the front hall. The face was much
dscolored, but the features and the firm expression
were well preserved, as was shown by Photograph
on the coffin. The blonde hair and moustache were
the strongest reminders Of life.
Tie services were conducted by the Rev. Messrs.
Caldcot of the South Baptst church; johnson, City
Missionary and Nal ory of the Grand street Methodist
Episcopal church. the father aud sisters Of the dead
well az bis wife and her brother, Gov. Willard, were
present.
TIE Rev. Mr.. Caldeot, after reading impressive
portions Of Scripture said tha, they thought they bad
abundant evidence tLat the departed a child Of
God 1t had been incorrectly reported that ne was
wayward 6sobedient child. The mourning father
testified that it was not He said that John was
loving aectionate True, he left bis friends, but
be never forgot them ceased yearn aer their
society and be osi bis love for the Christian
Hgion He never denied bis Saviour ceased to be-
eve in the efficacy Of his atonng blood. And if he
made any mistake in ie it in pity Of those over
whom wept; Christ he thought he WAS laborng for the
good Of Christs oppressed ones. Even If 1t were
guilty act let those who without sin cast the first
stone Mr.. Caldicott read the following letter, written
on the morning OF his execution, in a clear strong
hand:
CHARLEsTowS JAN, Va, Dec. IL, 1859.
DylR WIFE AND CHILD--For the last time take
ny pen to address you; for the last time to speak
to Won through the tongue Of the absent. about
10 leave you and this world forever, bat do not give
way 10 your grief. Look With the eyes Of hope be
Vond the vale of life, and see the dawang OF that
brighter morning, that shall know no clouds or
shadows in its sunny sky that shall know 10 sunset.
To that eternal day, trust, beloved, am gong now.
For NE there waits no far on and uncertain future.
! am only going from my camp on earth to a homo in
heaven from the dark clouds Of sin and grief to the
clear blue skies the flowing fountains and the eternal
Joys OF that better and lighter land whose only
entrance is through the valley OF deh,hi whose only
eternity is the tomb.
Oh, yes think that am only going home, going to
meet my Savior and my God, gong TO meet my COM
rades and to wait and watch for you. Each moment
passes every tong bell proclaims that this world is
not our home We are but pilgrims here, lourneying
TO our fathers house. Some have long and weary
road TO wander shadowed with doubts and fears.
They often tire and faint lifes roadside yet still,
all weared, they must move along. Some make "a
more rapd Journey and complete their pilgrimage IN
the bright morn of life. They know no weariness
upon the Journey no lis or cares of tolsome &C. If
nv comrades Were and are among that NUMBER ouF
pilgrimage is nearly ended. We can almost see our
home few more hours, and we shall be there.
Sure il is hard for leave lay loving partner and
my little lingering on the rugged road, m winch
LIES storms are bursting; but cheer up, my beloved
ones These storms will soon be over; through their
lncerine shadows YOU VIII gee the promised rainbow.
II will whisper Of happy land, where all storms are
over VIII YOU not ,triye to meet me, IN that time OF
unepdiug sunshine Oh yes know you viii. That
n l.. 4otp mo- hat pafE Of
cory that YOU will train him for entrance into that
celeftal city whose maker and builder Is God.
Teach him the way of truth and virtue. Tell mm
Of what bis father left him, ere hs infant lips ecnld
Lisp nv name. Pray for yourself and for him. Re
member there is no golden gateway to the realms Oh
Measure here bu there for the redeemed IN the
land that lies starward. There hope we may meet
when you have completed yoar pilgrimage on this
road of life. Years will pass on, and your journey
will soon be ended. Live so that when from the
verge of life YOU look back, you may feel no vain re-
grets of bitter anguish for mssPent years ~
Look 10 God in all your troubles, and easl yourse
on him when the heart is dark and heavy with sorrow
and VICE. lie will shed upon you the bright sunshine
OF bs love- and take away the burden from your heart
And now farewell. May that all-wse and
eternal God, who governs all tmngs be WIN you 70
,n1jde and protect you through life, and bring US
fcoetber in eternal Joy beyond the grave. Farewell
fond partner of my heart and soul Farewell dear babe
of our love- Alas long farewell, tlll we meet m
heaven. / remain, in life and death, your devoted
husband, JOh' t@' N0ON'
Mr.. Caldeott read another letter to his sister and
brother, containing some las; requests. These, h'
thought, were ample proois OF his trust and confidence
in Christ and the Heaven which he so beautifully de
scIibed. He concluded by affecting addresses to th'
wife, father, and other relatives.
| The Rev. Mr. Mallory made the closing prayer.
The people in toe street were admitted 10 view th
body passing in at the front door, and out at the base
/ III. = a. III,
taken to tie Cypress Hills Cemetery, where it wa
! buried Oh the lot of Mr.. Robert Crowley.
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