Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1879-06-13
INGERSOLDS ELOQUENCE.
Grafton of Colonel R Obert g. Inger
SOIL at his RrOIher's FnnermF

The funeral of Hon. Eben C. Ingersoll,
brother Of Colonel Robert G. Ingersoll Of
Illinois, took place ut his residence, at
Washington, Monday afternoon, I'd insI.
The ceremonies were extremely simple, con
sisting merely OF viewing the remains by
relatives and friends and funeral orution
by Colonel Robert G. Ingersoll, brother Of
the deceased. A large number Of distin-
guished gentlemen were present, including
Secretary Sherman, Assistant Secretary
Hawley, Senators Blaine, voorhees,, Pad.
dock, Allison, Logan, Hon. Thomas Hen
derson, Governor Pound, Hon. William NJ.
Morrison, General Jeffries, General Will
hanson, Colonel James Fishback, and 9th
ers. The pail bearers were Senators Blaine,
voorhees,, David Davis, Paddock and ALI
son, Colonel Ward II. Lamon, Hon. Jere-
mlah Wilson, of Indiana, and Hon. Thorn
as A. Boyd, OF Illinois. The following is
the orntion OF Colonel Ingersol, which was
received by all present with marks OF deep
and sincere feeling and sympathy.
My FRIENDS Il am going to do that
which the dead oit' promised he would
do for me. The loved and loving broth.
er, husband, father, friend died where
manhoods morning almost touches the
noon, and while shadows still were falling
toward the West. lie had not passed on
lies highway the stone that marks tho
highest point, but being weary fur n mo-
ment he laid down by the wayside, and us
ing his burden for a pillow, iell into that
dreamless sleep that kisses down his eve
lids still While yet in love with life and
raptured with the world he passed to 81.
lence and pathetic dust. Yet, after all. il
may he best just in the hnppiest, snnneSt
hour OF all the voyage, while eager winds
are kissing every sail to dash against the
unseen rock, and in an instant hear the bill
lows roar above sunken ship. For wheth-
er in mid sea or 'mong the breakers of the
farther shore, wreck must mark ut least
the end OF each and all. and every life, no
matter ii its every hour is rich with love
and every moment jewelled with Il 10Y,
wi ut its close, become a tragedy, as sad
and deep and dark as can be woven OF the
warp and woot OF mystery and death,
This brave and tender mJn in every
storm ol life was oak and rock, but in the
sunshine lie wus vine and flower. He was
n friend ot all heroic souls. lie climbed
the heights md left all superstition far he
low, while on his forehead fell the golden
dawn OF grander day. lie loved the
beautiful, aud WAS with color, form and
music touched to tears. lie -ided with the
weak, and with willing hand gave aims
with loyal heart, and with The purest
hand he faithfully discharged all public
trusts. lie was IL wOrshiper OF liberty, II
friend OF the oppressed a thousand times
have l heard him quote the words, For
justice, all place a temple, and season
summer. lie believed that happiness was
the only good, reason the only torch, JUS
tice the only wuIshipper, humanity the
only religion, and love the only priest. lie
added 10 the sum OF human Joy, and were
every one Tor whom he did some loving
service to bring blossom to his grave he
would sleep to night beneath wilderness
Of liOwers. Life is narrow vale between
the cold and narrow peaks Uf two eternilies.
We strive III vain to look beyond the heights.
We cry aloud and the only answer is the
echo OF our waiing cry. From the voice
less lips OF the unreplying dead there comes
no wordi but in the night Of death hope
sees star, and listening love can hear the
rustic OF wing. lie who sleeps here when
dying, mistaking the approach Of death for
the return ot health, whispered with his
latest breath, nm better now. Let US be-
lieve in spite Of doubts aud dogmas, and
tears aud fears, that these dear words nre
true OF NIL the countless dead. Aud now
to you who have been chosen from among
the many men he loved to do the last sad
Office for The dead we give his sacred dust.
Speech cannot contain our love, There
was, there is no gentler, stronger, manlier
man."
There was no ceremonies whatever at the
grave, but pathetic scene occurred when
the Misses Lawler, daughters Of the late
General Lnwler, and adopted children of
Eben G.. lngersoll, to whom they were de.
voledly attached, took their last leave OF
their dead foster-idlher. One Of them
tainted in being taken to her carriage, and
the other fingered al he grave until almost
lorcibly led away by her friends.