Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1872-12-16

No mere private citizen has ever before
in this country had as imposing funer-
al as Horace Greeley. 1t took place on
the 4th inst, in the great city of New
York, where he had labored in the News
paper profession forty years, and was at
tended by many of the most illustrious
men of the nation, including President
Grant, Vice President Colfax, and Vice
President elect Wilson, Postmaster Gen.
eral Cresswell, Gen. Dix, Gov. Morgan,
Gen. Sheridan, Gov Randolph, Chief
Justice Chase, Senator Fenton, Governor
Hoffman, Senator Trumbull, Minister
Washburne and an immense number of
Clubs and Associations, the whole max
ing a funeral cortege equal, in length and
impressiveness, to that which followed
the remains of President Lincoln to their
last resting place. The funeral services
took place in DR.. Chapin's Church, of
which Mr. Greeley was member, and
consisted of Prayer, and singing of a
hymn: 81 know that my Redeemer
liveth,' by Miss Clara Louise Kellogg,
and two brief Orations, one by the Rev.
Henry Ward Beecher and the other by
DR.. Chaplin. After the services were over
the procession moved through Broadway,
where nearly all the business places were
closed and the houses draped in mourn
ing, to Hamilton Ferry, thence to Brook
lyn and to Greenwood Cemetery, where
the remains were inferred.
Mr.. Greeley was indeed, remarkable
man, and although he committed some
grave mistakes in his eventful career, he
wrote and spoke so many strong and orig
inal things in favor of liberty, equality,
humanity and education, that his weak
nesses fade out of sight before the splen-
dor of his long and useful life He was
original in his views, and wrote forcibly
and beautifully upon almost every sub
ject. We clip the following from an ex-
change, said to have been written by
him twenty years ago, little thinking at
the time his wish would be so strikingly
gratifed in the sad circumstance of his
death:
| GROWING OLD.-So long as we may grow therein
in wisdom and worth it is we'll it is desirable, to live
but no further To my view, insanity is the darkest
the most appalling of earthly calamities; but how
| misunderstands and forgets? When the soul shall
| have been chOked and smothered by the ruins of it
wasting falling habitatiOn, should prefer to inhabi
that tenement no longer should not choose to stant
shuddering and trembling on the brink of the darl
river weakly drawing back from the chill of its sweep
ing flood, when Faith that new Edel
stretches green and fair beyond it, and the baptism
invites will cleanse the soul of all that clogs clouds
and weighs it to the earth. No; when the window
of the mind shall be darkened when the growth of tn
soul here shall have been arrested would weak
cling to the earth which will have ceased to nouris
and uphold me. Rather 'et the golden bowl be loose
and the pitcher broken at the fountain" let the
OF my existence go down the dusky vapors shrou
its horizon; let me close my eyes calmly the thing
Of earth, and let my weary frame sleep beneath til
cods of the valley let the spirit which it oI
ger cherish guest be spared the ignomnity
detention prisoner; but freed from the letters
clay let it wing its way through the boundess unvers
to wheresoeyer the benign Father of Spirits shall hay
assigned it an everlasting home -