Saturday press. [volume] (Honolulu, H.I.) 1880-1885, 1885-08-15

mlTf TIE INfpHiuliY " The uluu aud
honor ~ bic poyemmnnf Wafe the ruling
motives IN hif artign The grandasi
human virtue W. his chiei woakness
~ attachment 10 ffiends. ~ ieryeni - to
blin1 him 10 their faults To this. morr
ihan all olse, may br aiidiuiod sucb luai
grounds II criticism ~ aiimhed ~ his
administration 3n tie n0blen.-a n
The aei u placing himself ~ q shiel1 b..
tween his friends, whom be- believed ia
We pure, and oalnfnny ls me which irpr
men must always admire II would
have been Impossible fpf him ~ eondHat
two administrations through iiose iroul.
lous times without inrufhnu Tie penalty
oi abuse and criticism. Tie putnst char
acirp are often obsoumd rs eaiuuny
III" beautiful evening star vbirh spafkies
Ike diamond IN ihe gprgeous nitofglgv
~ your settling snn ia sometimes hidden
by q passing cloud 1871 tho mist die.
solves npd The star remains with H.
luetef undimmed The greatness ~ this
remarkable man WIS most foribly ycxem-
plined in the days oi bis suffering aud in
the scenes preceding hir death so hero
ever made noblor fight than he, Not
merely fight fof life which he desired
protfacied for his own objects, bat for his
devoted family aud friends, for time Ia
work and mike renewed contribution w
their happiness, wsline aud reputation
With the terrible cnnker eating its slow
way 10 his yilals, and the grim arms ii
death constantly stretched 10 receive
him, ho worked with the nyidity II man
who had his fortune and fame Ia carve,
rather than uH the great captain who
stood upon the pinnacle and booked down
upon the trnnsitory hDnors of earth with
which an admiring world had crowned
him. But lac felt that his people were
entitled 10 a record N the wonderful
events IN which he had been ~ marked
a participant. drawn from the only brain
IN which they were stored Thcr were
errors of history to correct, regulations
were tO be- liberated falschood was 10 he
nDmnskcd, and for this great work he
the Physician who alone dispenses life,
for time TO compleia his work. And H.,
the country rejoic .i.i biz prayers were
answered. and death grnly waited till
the close. Probably no American was 10
widely appreciated as General Grant
His fame extended to the full limits of
civilization, and his rare abilities were
admitted throughout the world The re-
markable aud continuous ovation which
commenced in England and extended
around the world IL evidence Of this fact.
Not even Washington or Lincoln 10 fully
filed the eye and heart Of the nations.
In no other American has been ~ thor
oughly excmplifed the characteristics Of
our Republic. Its humble beginning
and it, glorious present are shadowcd in
the public life Of Grant, and the Amer
are two thousand miles from their quan-
dom homes, In this little Kingdom,
which, in its beauty, seems 10 have been
a gift Of the Gods, and ruled 10 gently
''ihA 'i'l r'1i''iS hH'n 'I'S bi' ihlft AT
ALL feel their hearts bound with pride as
they draw the same lesson from their
great General and their mighty Republic.
"Bui IT IL given unto all TO die" Some
times feel that had Almighty powers
] would make exceptions to the general
course There are men and women Of
such perfect mold that they should live
forever and people continents. But It's
not the law, and AZ Hannibal and
Alexander and Caesar and Fred
erick and Napoleon and Wellington all
faded in their bodies from earth, 20 has
Grant, and like theirs, his name will be
immortal. Bring flowers, sweet flowers,
but they can add no fragrance to his
memory. Pile stone upon stone over his
decaying remains, but his sepulcher is in
the hearts OF his countrymcn.
Mr.. J. b. Castle read Walt Wh,man's
famous monody on the death Of Lincoln
sngularly appropriate, in spirit. though not in
time, to the death Of Grant.
o Captain my Captain our fearful trip i. done
is won:
The port Is near. the bells hear tn. people all
ul,ing,
While follow eye. the steady ter the vessel grim and
daring;
But O heart heart heart
o the bleeding drops Of red.
Where the deck my Captain lie,
Fallen cold and dead
o Captain my Captain rise up and hear the bells.
Rise up-for YOU the Gag is aung-for you the busle
trls:
| For you bouquets and rbbond ~reAihs-for YOU the
shores a-ero~ding;
For you they call the s~aying their eager faces
turning;
Here Captain dear Father
This arm beneath your head
., is some dream tha, on the deet
You've fallen cold and dead
My Captain does no, answer his iips pale and
still;
Ny father does no, feel my arm. he has pulse
viii.
The ship snehord safe and sound. is voyage closed
and done.
From fearful trip. the victor ship, in With ot.e,
won;
| Exu,, o shores, and ring, o b<ll,i
| But !. With mournful tread.
Walk the deck, my Captain lies,
| Fallen cold and dead.
MIS-. !. +. Brown sang delightfully."- an alto
solo, Mendelssohns o Rest in the Lord.
Mr.. ]. w. yamdley played reyerie on the
violin. with organ accompaniment by Mr.
Jones.
The band played well before and after the
memorial service. Mr. Yarndley, as musical
director. Mr.. Jones, as ofganist, and the ladies
and gentlemen who assisted them deserve the
aPpreciaiiye thanks Of the committee Of
arrangements and all those who attended.
We have availed ourselves Of the courtesy Of
the editor and foreman Of the Advertiser, il
| order TO complete our account ni ih> Grant