New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1874-04-30
SOHURZ AND SUMNER.

CEEDINGs--A MEMORABLE OCCASION
IBY TELEGRAPH TO THE TRBuSS'l
posro,, AMI, 90 Tho last time that the Music
Hall was lighted by gas in the daytime "i"'oi-''
Guarded nv tho police and the public admitted TO
tho vcstbule by ticket closely scanned by the
attendant officer. was when the city met there
=, do honor to the Grand Duke Alexis
ro-aav an eager. expectant multitude. in sad,
reverent silence, gathered to do honor to one who
was not by inherited rank, but by his own inherent
noblenoss. king among men. As then. the multi
tude filed every inch of space but the contrast how
great. Then, there were floating banners an en-
bracing of national colors, and brilliant flowers, and
stirring martial music
To-day Music Hall was very differently, but as
carefully and delicaely hung for the occasion, with
the dense, shining laurel in festoons from point to
point on either balcony. A little in front Of the
orator four of these wreaths OF green
met the roof, and from this was sus-
pended immense baskets of flowers. many OF
them white and from the sides of the balcony, three
large balls of flowers, in which rosebuds FREEDOM
mated. The shape of the platform was lost in the
lowering shrubs and plants around the edge, aud
the festoons of laurel while in front of the desk OF
the speaker was bed of Gala lilies. But what at
tracted all eyes was IN the center Of the organ,
lust over the GLORIA in Excelsis"-the last por-
trait of Mr.. Sumner-so lfeike and majestic, 1t was
impossible to believe him in his quiet corner at
Mount Auburn. The picture was abundantly
crowned with the living green; the noble brow
almost stranger in life to any softer crown than
one of thorns.
Every seat was filed, every inch of standing-room
taken, and there seemed no space left for the
speaker 1t would have been somberloOking
crowd were it not so frequently lightened by gray
heads. aud quiet that one could not help fearing
that it would not prove an appreclatlve
audience. In this gathering were the State
aud city authorizes the judges of all the courts,
William Lloyd Garrison. Longfellow, Emerson,
Holmes and Whittier; Joshua B. Smith, Frank w.
Bird; ex-Goys. Clafin, Clifford, Gardner, Bullock,
and Banks; Senator Washbum; Chas Francis
Adams; officers of the army and navy; Mrs. Lydia
Maria Child, Mrs. Horace Mann and Mrs. Agassiz;
Cyrus W. Field, A. Allow, and s. b. Chttenden.
Precisely at 8 o'clock the first notes from the
organ broke the silence Then came the prayer by
Storch, chanted by the Apollo Club. Then the
noble form of Phillips Brooks arose, and in few
simple well chosen words he offered short prayer
The hymn by Oliver Wendell Holmes was sung. and
the audience settled in their seats for the oration
Very quietly, Wendell Phillips came to the front,
and in few eloquent words introduced the occasion
and the orator and Mr.. Schurz rose to his task.
The audience gave him great attention and quiet
applause which gradually increased as he
won his way with the story, but
not rising to tumultuous outbreak
till the mention of the fitness of Mr.
Sumner for the position of Chairman of the Commit
fee on Foreign Relations. From this point the au-
dence followed with round after round of applause
and often with plistening eyes, until it seemed as if
they would gladly have sat to hear every word
which the orator passed for fear of firing their
patience
The exercises began with the voluntary on the
organ. a selection from Bach, performed by Mr. b.
J. Lang, after which the Apollo Club sang the fol-
towing prayer by Storch:
PRAYER.
Hear us. Almighty Onei
Hear us. all Holy Onei
Dark rolls the battle before
Father. all praise to Thee
Father, all thanks to Theei
That freedoms banner is DER us.
Like a consuming brand,
Stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
Over oppression victorious.
Help us maintain the righti
Help us, o Col Of might
Help us, Thy cause must be glorious
Help us, though we may fall;
From out the grave We call,
Praise to Thy mercy forever.
All power and glory DO
Thine through eternity.
Help US, Almighty Onei
Amen, Amen.
PRAYER was then offered by the Rev. Phillips
Brooks Rector of Trinity Church.
The Apollo Club sang the following original hymn
by Oliver Wendell Holmes, set to Holland national
air:
(Sung BY Mals Voioesl
Once more, We sacred towers,
Your solemn dirges sound;
srew, Loving hands, the April flowers,
Once more to deck his mound.
A nation mourns its dead,
It's sOrrowing voices one,
As IsraePs monarch bowed his head
Aud cried my son Ny son!"
Why mourn for him f-For him
The welcome angel came
Ere yet his eye with age was dim
Or bent his stately France
His weapon stin bright.
Hs shield lifted high
To say tho wrong, to save the right
What happier hour to diet
Thou orderest all things well;
Thy servants work done;
He lived TO hear 0ppresson's knel,
. The shouts for Freedom won.
Harki From the opening skies
The anthems echOing SWELL
80 mourning Land, lift up thine eyes!
God reineth All is wellp
Mr. Wendell Phillips, in an impressive and pecu-
Iiariy touching manner, spoke as follows: