Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1879-06-18
Ingersoll's Eulogy ct His Brothers
Funeral.

Funeral.
The funeral of Ebon @. Ingersoll,
brother of Col Robert G. Ingersoll, Of
Illinois, took place At the residence of the
deceased, at Washington, d. c., juno 2.
The ceremonies were extremely simple,
consisting of viewing the remains by
relatives and friends and . funeral ora
ton by Col. Robt. G. Ingersoll. A large
number of distinguished gentlemen were
present, including Secretary Sherman,
Assistant Secretary Hawley, Senator
Blaine. voorhees,, Paddock, Allison and
Logan, and Thomas Henderson, T. G.
Pound, VIM. NJ. Morrison, Gen. Jefreys,
Gen. Williamson, Col. Jas. Fiahback,
and Others. The pall-bearen were
Senators Blaine, Voorhees,, David Davis,
Paddock and Allison, Col. Ward II.
Lamon, Jeremiah Wilson, of Indiana,
and Thos. A. Boyd, of Illinois.
The following il the oration OF Col.
Ingersoll, which was received by all
present with marks of deep and sincere
feeling and sympathy:
MY FRIEND6EI am going to do that
which the dead oft promised he would
do for me. The loved and loving
brother, husband, father, friend, died
where manhood . morning almost touches
noon, and while the shadows were still
falling towards the west. He had net
passed on life's highway tho Stone that
marks the highest point, but being weary
for . moment he laid down BY the way
side, and using his burden for pillow
fell into that dreanle8 sleep that kisses
down his eyelids still. While yet in
love with life, and raptured with the
world, he passed to silence and pathetic
dust. Yet, after all, it may be best, just
in the happisst, sunniset hour of all the
voyage, while eager winds are kissing
every sail, to dash against the unseen
rock and in an instant hear the billows
roar, q sunken ship; for whether in mid
sea or 'mong the breakers of the farther
shore, wreck must marx, at last, the
end Of each and all; and every life, NO
matter if its every hour is rich with
love, and every moment jeweled with .
joy, will, At its close, become tragedy
Is sad and deep and dark - can be
woven of the warp and woof of mystery
and death.
This brave and tender man in every
storm of life was oak and rock, but in
the sunshine he was vine and flower.
He was the friend of heroic. souls He
climbed the heights and left all supersti-
tions far below, while on his forehead
fell the glorious dawning of grander
day. He loved the beautiful, and was
with color, form and music touched TO
tears. He sided with the weak and
with q willing hand gave aims With
loyal heart and with the purest hand he
faithfully discharged al public trusts.
He was worshipper Of liberty, . friend
of the oppressed. A thousand times ]
have heard him quote the words, For
Justice all place . temple, and al season
summer" He believed that happiness
was the only good, reason tho only torch,
Justice the only worshipper, humanity
the only religion and love the priest.
He added to the sum of human JOY; and
were everyone for whom he did some
loving service to bring = blossom to his
grave, he would sleep tonight beneath
Z wilderness of 1owerA
Life Is . narrow vale between the cold
and barren peaks of two eternities. We
strive in vain to look beyond the heights.
We cry aloud, and tho only answer il
the echo of our wailing cry. From the
the voiceleas lips of the unreplying dad
there comes no word; bat in thenight Of
death hope sees . star, and listening love
can hear the rustic of wing. he who
sleeps here, when dying, mistaking the
approach OF death for the return Of
health, whispered with his latest bFeath,
am better now" Let u believe, In
spite Of doubts and dogmas, and tears
and fears, that these words aEe true Of
al the counties dead.
And now, to You who have been chosen
from among the many men he loved, to
do the last of6ce for the dead, We Give
his sacred dust. Speech cannot contain
our love. There was, there ID, no gent-
Ter, stronger, manlier man."
There were NO cermonies whatever ct
the grave, but . pathetic scene occurred
when the Misses Lawler, daughter Of the
late Gen. Lawler, and adopted children
Of Ebon G. Ingersoll, to whom they were
devotedly attachad, took their Last leAve
Of their dead foster father. One Of them
tainted in being taken to her carriage,
and the other fingered 1t the grave
until almost forcibly I'D away ~ her
friends