Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1881-09-28

try. But there are those TO whom his loss
is irreparable: the grief stricken wife
who plighted her faith when hehad neither
rank, wealth nor position to offer her. Step
by step he rose, aided by her counsel and
cheered by her love, until he occupied the
most exalted position in the world and she
became the first lady in the land. Her
loss cannot be repaired on earth. To the
future alone may she look for that reunion
which can only fill the void his death has
created in her life. And the aged mother,
who for fifty years has watched with all a
mothers hope and q mothers pride the
progress OF her baby" from the bare
footed boy to the highest place in the gift
OF a great nation. To the wife and mother
the whole people extend a fearful SYM
patty. A party Of IS called at the house
of James A. Garfield on New Years Day
four years ago. One of the party wished
his mother many happy returns of the
day. The old lady shook her head mourn
fully and said she did not wish many re-
turns of the day. None Of the members
Of that happy household would have be-
iieved it possible at that time that the
manly form of the son would first be COM
mitted to the dust and the fond old mother
be left to mourn his loss. Such is the I'M
certainty Of human life. May he who
tempers the wind to the shorn lamb COM
fort her.
SPEECH OF HON. BEG W. MERRILL.
Mr.. President: To-day a mourning ma
ton gathers around the bier Of its Chief
Executive. A Republic-the GROWING
genius OF human wisdom-sheds a tear as
it bends over the emaciated form Of its
dead President. The body is moldering
back to the dust from whence it came,
but deaths tidal-wave has washed the soil
from the shores Of time out into the great
ocean Of Eternity. His death, by the
stroke Of the assassin, has proven to the
world the stability Of a government found
cd on the will Of the people; that, though
the Chief Magistrate be stricken to death,
firm and unskaken it stands, and not q
Earring or discordant sound in the machi-
cry OF the Government is heard, only the
mutterings Of the people "against the deep
damnation Of his taking off" is echoed
through the land as they plead ''like an
gels trumpet tongued" that exact justice
be lone to the cowardly and inhuman
wretch who would strike down a defence
less mana chief ruler moving among
them in the simple garb Of an American
citizen, mantling the face Of fair Columbia
with a blush of shame, and insulting the
dignity OF civil liberty.
The Nation heaves a sigh, and the actors
pass to history-the one a martyr to be en-
shrined in the hearts of the people with a
memory wreathed with endless sorrow and
undying Affection the other remembered
as the infamous coward and assassin-the
one whose mortal remains are this day
mingling with the clay beneath the sod
upon the shores OF the moaning lake has
hnraf tho ohaaEaIu ~ pnortafifv aud
raised on faiths white wings, roams in
purer realms--the other manacled in the
dungeon, guarded and protected by the
b%ayonets of an outraged people, gloats over
his deadly aim and revels in the success of
his bloody deed.
While it is possible that the American
people in endeavoring to render exact JUS
tice may grant him the benefit of a doubt,
yet it is my firm conviction that when the
assassin shall appear before that tribunal
where the Judge requires no experts to
analyze the hearts Of men, the merited
sentence will be, Depart We cursed into
everlasting fire."
Life's length il not measured by its hours
and days, but by that which we have done
therein for our country and kind. 1.-THE
life is measured by the souls advance"
A useless life is short if it last q century.
Like that of Alexander, dying at thirty
two, mans life may be as long as the oak.
Man, by his deeds piled upon each other
while living, erects, if he will, his W
monument, and by his acts carves an in
scription which will ever remain a truth
full memento when oil the 'scutcheons on
the marble slab shall be dimmed by time
and the spoken tributes to his memory
shall nave been lost in forgetfulness.
Notwithstanding the human tipnr alew
his coveted prey ere.he had completed his
fftieth year, yet from an humble begin
ming our dead President, starting at the
bottom, up. through adversely struggling,
against poverty and crowding through a
busy, rough and frowning world, climbed
the column Of human greatness until he
reached the highest pinnacle OF human
achievement.
The bravery, fortitude and perseverance
of James A. Garfield from the time when
the wind toyed with the faxen-haired
youth on the prairies OF the West to the
moment when, down by the roaring sea,
the master summoned him to bid farewell
to a devoted wife, stricken family and sor-
rowing friends, and cross the river into
the great unknown, we can read a historic
page worthy the emulation OF all who claim
the protection Of and proudly watch the
rising stars on liberty b suleiu.
Whether a youth stubbornly fighting ad-
versities-on the tented-field amidst the
smoke Of battle-in the council halls OF
tion-that same fortitude, courage, stern
resolve and fidelity OF purpose is mirrored
throughout his whole career.
He needs no monument. With his own
hands he has reared an obelisk more i'm
perishable than stone, more brilliant than
gold, the foundation Of which is laid deep
and broad in the affections OF his country
men, and by his own acts has piled stone
upon stone until it stands before the world
the embodiment Of American genius.
"Not one great people only raise his urn,
All Europe's far extended regions mourn"
His memory is not for a day, but for all
time, and when the streets shall be shorne
of their mourning habiliments. when the
last tribute to the memory Of our dead
President shall have been spoken, when
the last funeral dirge shall nave sounded,
and the last clod shall have been smoothed
over his lifeless form, the hearts Of fifty
millions of people will continue to beat in
unison with that OF a grief-stricken mother
now standing upon the brink Of Eternity,
anxiously watching and waiting the time
when she will meet her loving son, as well
as that Of the devoted and heroic wife
true type Of American womanhood-who
for long days and dreary nights faithfully
watched the life-blood ebbing and flowing
until she felt in hers the pressure of the
cold, icy hand Of death as the spirit bid
farewell and winged its way to its eternal
home, as we'll as the hearts of those or
phaned children who to-day cluster
around and bid adieu to the lifeless form
OF q dead father.
"Thou art gone, and friend and foe
Alike appreciate thee now"
Farewell. valiant knight Statesman,
warrior, orator, kind father, Aif~ectionate
husband and dutiful son, farewell
wilt thou,
O Recording Angel, turn that page whsreon
Is traced, in undimmed brightness, the
| Names of Washington and Lincoln,
And with thy pen immortal, in characters Of