Mexico weekly ledger., 1880-02-05


soil, at his late residence In Washing
ton abont q year ago, was marked by |
the simplest of ceremonies. A large
number of distinguished gentlemen
were present, including Secretary
Sherman, Assistant Secretary Hawley,
Senators Blaine, Voorhees,, Paddock,
Allison, Logan, Hon. Thomas Hen
derson, Gov. Pound, Hon. VIM. NJ.
Morrison, Gen. Jeffreys, Gen. Will
Jams, Col. James Fishback and others.
The pail bearers were Senators Blaine,
Voorhees,, David Davis, Paddock and
Allison, Col. Ward H. Lamon, Hon.
Jeremiah Wilson, of Indiana, and
Thomas A. Boyd, of Illinois.
The body lay in a velvet casket,
and the casket sat upon two velvet
pedestals in the center of the long
saloon-parler, the windows of which
were darkened, and the chandeliers
were blazing with light. The family
and relatives sat about the casket, and
Robert G.. Ingersoll stood at its head
while the lid was being screwed down.
Then, drawing from his pocket few
pages of manuscript, he laid it upon
the coffin lid and commenced to read
the following touching tribute of
brotherly affection:
Ny FRIENDS: I 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's morning nearly
touches noon, and while the shadows
still we're falling toward the west. He
had not passed on life's highway the
stone that marks the highest point,
but, being weary for q moment, he
laid down by the wayside, and, using
his burden for pillow, fell into that
dreamless 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 must be best, just in
the happlest, sunniest 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-a sunken ship. For
whether in mid-sea or 'mong the
breakers of the further shore, wreck
must mark, at last. the end of each
and all. And every life, no matter il
its every hour is rich with love and
every moment jeweled with joy, will,
at its close. become a tragedy, as sad
and deep and dark as 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 al
heroic souls. He climbed the heights
and left all superstitions far below
while on his forehead fell the colder
dawning G Of grander day with He de.5f !css
form and La music teRshks' weak, and IN with .
willing hand gave aims with loya
heart, and with the purest hand hs
faithfully discharged all public trusts
He was worshipperof liberty,a "a friene
of the oppressed. A thousand time.
have heard him quote the words
'For justice all place temple ant
all season Summer.
| He believed that happiness was tn
only good, reason the only torch, jus
tice the only worshipper, humanit.
the only religion, and love the onl,
priest. He added to the sum of hu
man joy, and were every one for whom
he did some loving service to brin,
blossom to his grave, he would slee
to- night beneath wilderness Q
flowers. Life is a narrow vale betwee
the cold and barren peaks of two eter
mites. We strive in vain to look be
yond the heights. We cry aloud, an
the only answer is the echo of ou
wailing cry. From the voiceless lip
of the unreplying dead there come
no word; but in the night of deaf
: hope sees star, and listening low
can hear the rustic of a wing. II
, who sleeps here when dying, mistah
; ing the approach Of death for the re
turn Of health, whispered with HI
latest breath: 81 am better now.
Let us believe, in spite of doubts an
dog mas and tears and fears, that thes
, dear words are true of all the coun
less dead. And now to you, WI
!. have been chosen among the man
men he loved, to do the last sad offit
for the dead, We give his sacred dus
Speech cannot contain our low
There wus-there is-no gentle
;, stronger man.
The love between the brothers ",
~ always a matter VI comment amor
their associates, and it was thu vol
= of affectatlon that spoke. The cratic
-, vas received by all present wi
=: !. marks of deep and sincere feeling al
:. sympathy.
% There were no ceremonies whatev
- - at the grave; but a pathetic see
)" occurred when the Misses Lawle
.e daughters of Gen. Lawler and adoI
- = ed children of Econ c. Ingersoll,
&c whom they were devotedly attache
took their last leave of their de
70 foster father. One of them tainted
- :. being taken to her carriage, and t
!" other fingered at the grave until
, most forcibly led away by her frlent
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