Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1860-02-01
THE FUNERAL OF MACAULAY.

Correspondence Of the Manchester Guardian
LONDON. January 10, 1850.
| have just returned from W hestnlhis'eI
! Abbey, where the mortal remains oil IhoinaS
Babing,On Mscaulay have just been ia1d IL " aIi
honored grave, among the great men "nose
lives and iabOrs he has helped to appreciate ~
critic, esssyist, or historian
There c1nld not have been one thousand per
sons present in the Abbey to-day; ana yet'
small as that number seems, how few OF our
IuOs. conspicuous names IN the senate Iii law,
in literature the arts, the sciences, were want
ing1 Standing on the altar steps, and looking
on The south transept-diagOnally divided by
the barrier that separated the spectators from
the grave and 30 available for but half its
narrow space-while waiting for the funeral
procession to approach by the side door on the
.outh side Of the nave, one could not but be
struck with the sffluence Of the distinguished
men present on this occasion.
Take that group of lawyers-One of many
-uch-it comprises the thoughtful head of Page
Wood in conversation with the Master of the
Rolls; Charles Austin, the greatest parliamen-
tary counsel Of our time: Lord CranwOrth and
Mr Justice WilleS. Within arms length is
the full-blown face Of Mr.. Edwin Jones. and
sround him half dozen Of Queens Counsel
aud Sergeants less known to fame, but all
famous too.
And there is Baron Van de Weyer, in eager
talk with Mr.. Panizzi, the burly librarian of
tyn. Lord Montesgle and Lord Belper Profes-
s,r owen, sir ROderick Murchison, Mr. Oar
win and Mr.. Charles Manly, Secretary of the
Civil Engineers Society; Sir John Lawrence
and Lord Stanley. And there is group of
members Of ParlIament-Mr. Massey, Mr.
ExrdcastIe Mr. Baines, Mr.. John Locke, Mr..
Fwart, Mr. lite, Mr.. Thomas Hankey, and
others too numerous TO mention. Mr. Monck-
ton Milne, and Mr.. Cardwell are not in the
trsnsept. There il the refined and studiOus
face If George Grote-cOnspicuous by his sta
tire and near him the Rev. Charles Merivale.
the historian of Rome, and Mr.. Henry Reeve,
editor of the Edinburgh Review. Those two
.tnlTart sons Of Anak overlapping the crowd
ny the head and broad shoulders are Mr. Hig-
-rns the Jacob Omnium" of the Times) and
Mr. Thackeray, conspicuous for his snow
White hair and kindl sad face. do not see
Mr.. Dickens, but he must be in the crowd
Charles Knight is here; his first visit, he tells
bis companions, to the Abbey for such cere-
monisl since Canning's funeral; and here are
the great publishers, l.Ongman and Murray
rad their brethren, Bently, Chambers and
PHker-miXed with the Academicians, Dyce
Ward, and Cooke. | see Baron Marochetti
ami there are foreigners tOO-nOt u few-Of all
ranks and races-from such celebrities of Gen
Nspka and Ferdinand Freilgrath to an un-
known negro gentleman, who looks on rever-
"utly and alone, to the disgust perhaps of
"InIty. And, gathered near the altar rails, I
zee group OF the permanent civil servants of
f.OYn-Mr Herman Merivale, under secreta-
" for the Colonies, and Mr.. Waddington AS
SI>tant secretary. conspicuous among them
As n link between the civil service and litera-
'Ure, may select Tom Taylor. whom see in
close conversation with the late and the pres
ent masters of HarrOW-D- Vaughan and Mr.
Montague Butler
But L have not time to dwell longer on the
many familiar faces and figures in the crowd.
The organ Is pealing the music of that sublime
chant, - / know that my RPdeeIner liYeth :"
and, from the altar rails where I stand nv
eyes take IN the whole sweep Of the nave
through the door of the carved choir-screen
The procession has entered now In front
the old bedeSmen, in their black gowns totter
along, IN two ranks, followed by the chanting
choir, and behind, the ministering clergy Of
the Abbey. and over their heads in the noaty
winter ilsh' mods the plumed canopy borne
before the ceffn, fanked by the craped batons
nt the marShals. know that the coffin is be-
hind though can but see the skirts of the
pail. borne by the Lord Chancellor. the Duke
ot Argyle. Lord John Russell. Lord Shelburne
Lord Stsnhopc. Sir David Dundas and the
venerable Dean of st. Paul's; that down bent
"nd Ieeoie ola man little thought Syer TO fol-
low to the grave his friend and literary asso
eiate, 80 young, and apparently vigorous.
ana now the collins halts under the doorway
:" me ch"Ir-and chOristerS and the Dean and
SdD-Dtah AMI tSnnnS. and the mOurneIs and
PSH-beaTerS. have taken their places-and the
sweet and solemn words Of St Paul have been
read fnd again the organ has rolled out III.
massive music Of Spohrs - Blessed are the
dead that die trusting in the Lord Once
more the coffin Is lifted up, and turning aside
10 'ne night, by the southern aisle. the sad pro-
ceSSl0n WendS its way-the choir chanting Pur-
cell pathetic anthem. Man that is born of
woman '-amii gradual Swa; ing Of the crowd
nearer ana nearer to the barriers, and stand
ing on tip-toe. or stool, or bench or lecterp. ar
ehy toothold that may aid the sight And now
The Dean has taken his place at the head Of the
grave, the sub-dean at the foot, the coffin has
oeen lowered into its resting place the earth
flung upon the lid, dust has been assigned to
dust, and ashes to ashes, amid sorrow, mute or
loud, hidden OF visible, while sad sweet Han
delian chant
His body is buried in peace
But his name liveth for evcr,nOrer
attunes all hearts 10 the solemn mood that he.
fits the occasion
All Is over. The mOurners have looked their
last and gone home in their sorrow TIE noIi-
bearers, the ministers and mobiles. the Viceroy
aud Secretary for Ireland. the Home and For
clyn Secretaries, ard the others who have stood
hy their side near the grave during the cere.
moniai, are passing back through the crowded
aisle; ana the solemn strain Of the Dead
haren In saul makes a fitting accompapi-
ment Tor the long line of hushed spectators that
now dehles from the trsnsept and the choir
70 Iast parting glance at Macaulsy's coffin in
its hOnorsi grave.
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