Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1882-06-13

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the despots abused and oppressed. He
was never deaf to the wailing of the I'M
fortunate people of other countries. AL
though Italy was his country, the world
was his field of action, and the redemp-
ton of humanity from the chains Of des-
4ratism his purpose. Unlike. Cesar. Alex.
ander and Bopaparte, who fought for am
bition and glory alone; but like a Cincin-
natus, . Tell and a Washington, he fought
for tho right of m~an-Liberty. Before o
grateful people Garibaldi stands the loved
and tle best of the worlds great chief
tains. The bitter foe of purpled and
crowned ~tyrants, he led a simple and
virtuous life, a model of modesty, and
the admiration of friends and adversaries.
Garibaldi and Mazzini were Italy's two
greatest glories Of the century. Both had
sworn to vindicate the wrongs of their
countrymen; both longed for the day Of
their country's redemption from the
naughty foreign ruler and his vassal hire
lings; both gave their health and their
life for the realization of that grand ideal
-"Italy One and Free" One contributed
the idea, the other the action. Mazzini,
sagacious and %virtuous as an Athenian;
Garibaldi, gallant and brave as a Roman.
There was a time when som one dared
assert that Italy was but a geographical
expression;'' others that it was a Gland of
the dead" and if it now occupies q place
among the great nations of the earth, it is
due to these two intellectual giants and
martyrs of humanity.
Giuseppe G~aribaldi is no more! But
his fame will live ever bright in the hearts
of the people he has freed. His virtue and
his deeds remain a lasting monument to
the man who lived and died for the people.
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patriot and follow in his path. The most
precious tribute you can offer, the ~loftiest
monument you can rear in memory of the
illustrious dead, is to initiate his virtues.
Alexander Wilson then read in good
voice a poem, entitled "The Reformer,''
by Whittier, which we find too long for
publication.
After this Hon. R. M. Beatty, the En-
glish orator, was presented, and made the
following handsome address:
GRAFTON BY HON. R. NJ. BEATTY.
My FRIENDS: We are met to-day with
the intent and purpose of paying the last
tribute of respect to virtue, honor and
bravery as combined in the person and
record of Giuseppe Garibaldi, than whom
none other left a more spotless page in
history or lived a purer, better or nobler
life.
Owing to the ~lateness of the hour we
can but briefly review the career of this
man.
To fully understand and appreciate the
character, motive and conduct of him
whom we now mourn, it is only necessary
to glance at the surroundings and ~associa-
tons of his youth and early manhood.
Born at Nice in 1907, the son Of a hardy
mariner, he naturally betook himself to
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the ''cradle of the deep" his instincts con-
formed to his boyhood's teachings and
memory. His stout heart and indomita-
BILE will, nursed by the wind and fed by
the storm-tossed wave, grew and ripened
into the full, true and perfect soldier, with
unquenchable hatred of despotism in
every guise and thorough devotion to the
service of universal freedom.
AS a heroic leader of heroes, Garibaldi
stood i'll the first rank, and although the
chief pride of his nation, his ambition was
such that, excepting the title and powers
of a dictator for a brief time, he, actuated
by an overweening sense of patriotism and
duty, ~relinquished that right and gave
into the hands of his sovereign the dis
posal and control of his volunteer army,
declining all personal ACKNOWLEDGMENT or
distinction. He reserved to himself
llduhuU puU tudU WulCL Ac COulu uOU re-
fuse, the full-hearted love of his country,
and retired to his home on the rocked
Caprera, there to remain the simple pa
triot that he was till his country should
place him again on guard. The land Of
music and sunshine required him no more.
And now, at the ripe age of rs years, he
has laid himself down and yielded his
noble spirit to its giver, without a murmur;
but with Italy's bright sun dancing on his
bier, and with the notes Of the feathered
warbler soothing the moment he breathed
his last, in union with his whole life, ex-
claiming, as he died, "Ohl how happy"
The mortal remains of this soldier,
statesman and patriot were inferred with
great pomp and ceremony at Madalena on
the 9Th of the present month. The only |
dead, robed in his ~favorite insignia of
power, a plain, red shirt.
To-day America mingles her tears with
those of Italy for the loss Of the %latter's
best citizen. But the great Garibaldi dead
exerts more influence in Italy than Carl
baldi living. This was a grand soul OF the
very best of the old Roman type. His
mind, imbued as it was with love of liberty,
and his whole being composed Of justice,
public and private virtue, made him the
nearest approach, if not the exact counter
part, of our own Washington. History's
pages will cease to be ere the name of Wash
ington and Garibaldi will not be read side
by side as the two lovers and defenders of
their respective homes.
Not only did this hero devote his life and
fortune to Italian liberty, but through tenn
porary misfortune and disaster he was
called upon to and did sacrifice on the altar
of his loved country her who was dearer to
his pure heart than all the riches and glory
of the world.
In 1S4S, after having successfully kept the
French army at bay for four weeks, the Re.
publican army under Garibaldi was COM
PEELED to succumb to immensely superior
forces and evacuate the city Of Rome. In
his retreat he was accompanied by the
faithful wife OF his young manhood. After
enduring all but unbearable hardships, the
delicate frame Of the devoted woman
his devoted Brazilian love breathed itself
away upon the bosom that was her shield
and comfort in one inspired and we'll
answered prayer. Henceforward, during
| the whole OF his eventful career, the heart
of Garibaldi beat only for his
try. And though saddened, his spirit
went out at last with two hopes-one to
join that lost darling; the other 1taly's
veal.
The life is ended; the mar is gone to the
last bourne; but death to such as he is but
the beginning Of his cherished memory.
| Speech cannot contain our love or respect.
There was, there is, no g%entler, stronger,
manlier a
The Union Guard and Italian bands fur
nished music during the parade. The
Union Guard Band opened the exercises
in the Opera House with Sweet Spirit,
Hear My Prayer" which ELECTED hearty
applause. The same band played a short
| piece after each number, and the Italian
band closed the proceedings.
After which the ceremonies were closed
xy;tb a hapa5;ot;op nv the OhaDlain. Rev.