The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1859-11-11
rh' Burial Of assers stevenson. the En-.

- .sSDrEs oscFemSons tue En-
atmeer.
In accordance with the spirit of the are. the
remains OF Stevenson, the Engineer. have heen
inferred in Westminster Abbey. How sinrn.
iar the contrast between those old CRUSADERS
Kings and captains; those poets. historians
ana dramatists; those bishops, archbishons
ana statesmen, and the great engineer of this
peaceful time. Describing the solemn cere-
mony, "Tnbal Uain,' the correspondent of I'M
New York Times, says:
Commerce has girdled the earth with n.
ron Roads, and bridged the sea with its INV.
Fiad wings the splendid works of historic
times are now but the tombs OF their founders
tnd architects, but not of them alone. for we
nave Today hailowed anew the consecrate1
ground where death has hidden the rare snoiIs
\ a thousand years. They have laid down
ne nero of our new civilization by the side of
ne champions of an almost forgotten period
by the side of the pious Edward the Con-
iessor, the founder of this great sepulchre: of
brave Harry the Fifth, the conaueror of ein-
court; of Elizabeth and the poets of her
INES OF Clarendon, Chatham, Pitt and Fox:
son and Newton, and of Watt the father of
the new era
The funeral procession left the residence of
he deceased at II O'Clock, and proceeded hy
ne slctoria gate through Hyde Park. along
ne Serpentine, and thence by Grosyenof- place
and Victoria street to the Abbey. A large con-
course of people had at an early hour collect
"a In front of the cathedral, and within seye-
RAJ hundred persons were already awaiting
ne ceremony. None but the nearer personal
friends of the deceased, the members Of the In
sutution. of Civil Eng6aeers and or similar
orders, and a few of the more distinguished
aieh oi kindred sciences, were admitted to The
Ahpey. Before the service commenced more
nan thousand Of the friends and profession
III brethren of the "chiefr had gathered
tround his grave. The spot selected for the
a snterment was nearly In the centre of the nave,
between the tomb ofTelford, the engineer, and
Dr Bell, the founder of the Madras system of
teaching, adopted by the Church of England.
Az little after 12 O'Clock the bishops and the
sieIgy, win the choir OF men and boys, all in
white robes and funeral insignia, went out to
meet the procession, which entered at the side
bf the west aisle, from the cloisters. First
came the clergy and the choir, singing the fu-
neral anthem as the solemn company moved
slowly to the altar Then were the dignita-
ries OF State-among then the Mayor of New
castle. the home of Stephenson-and after
them the body and the bearers
The collin was of polished oak chaste but
elaborate, Then came the mourners-but not
all OF them, for every heart was heavy; and
beyond these old walls away in works and
mines of distant towns and of foreign lands
many poor laborer was mourning the loss of
he kind benefactor who knew no distinctions
among men, save those prompted by an honest
and generous heart. Then came the Council
Of the Institution of Civil Engineers, preceded
oy tuelI secretary non. CudS. QauDy. among
them were Bidder, Sir John Refine, Scott
Russell, and Hawkshaw. Thesprocession pro-
ceeded along the aisle to the front of the
church, then down the nave towards the tran
septs,and the body was deposited in front of the
altar, where the funeral service was pronoun-
ced. The procession again passed up the nave
ofthe cathedral and gathered around the grave.
After most impressive ceremonies of prayers
and chants, the body of Stephenson was laid
In its last resting place The funeral tones of
the or@an, now deep and solemn, shaking the
very pillars of the bhey, now melting into
sweet, low harmony-the sad faces of his thou
sand compeers as they gaZed into his open
grave, and the tears trickling from eyes un-
qsed to weep, We're a fitting tribute to The
memory of 'sThe Chief" Long years he toiled
and stroye N many lands, with the subtle
forces and hard materials of Nature. Death
found him still at his post, and delivered him
into the hands of the Great Engineer of the
Universe, in whom was his lifelong hope and
trust.
Robert Stephenson left the world better for
his having lived in III never was an engineer
as greatly or so deservedly honored in his life
and in his burial.