The Bad Lands cow boy. [volume] (Little Missouri, Dakota [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-1886, 1885-08-13

number Of units. You might as well speak
of prairie wheat field by the number of
heads of wheat as to speak of the throng of
to-day by individuals In and about Madi-
son square every place that o person
could stand upon, crouch upon, climb upon
or cling to was occupied, and one could feel
the weight Of the presence Of the other
hundreds Of thousands that one could not
see For nine miles the narrow channel of
the procession ran through two vast, crush
ing, crowding and clinging masses Of human
beings From the street edge maintained
by the police the compact crowd took all the
space. They packed the pavements, COW
cred all steps, stoops and balconies, and
filed all windows They hung upon lamp
posts, and telegraph poles were black with
them. swarms of people covered the roofs,
some of them looking down from height
of from ten to twelve stories Windows
along the line of march were eagerly rented
at enormous prices Balconies and temper
airy stands sold ut
PRICES THAT WERE SIMPLY AMAZING,
and chance to stand upon flight of steps
was worth from 81 to 49, Some single
windows brought $75, and one balcony ca
pable of holding twelve or fifteen people,
near the Hotel Brunswick, brought $500.
Peddlers in the crowd sold hundreds of foot
stools. about eight inches high, and they were
eagerly snatched up at so cents each Peo-
pie who were fortunate enough to secure
one Of these and to elevate themselves
above the level of the crowd were much on
We'd by those who could only see the horse
men and the tops Of the folded flags. Those
lucky ones were kept busy calling out tho
names OF the organizations as. they passed
along Aperson Of ordinary height few
feet from the line Of march. could see very
little Now and then he caught the fash
of plume, and all the time he heard
the solemn music and the tread of marching
feet It Is probable that many thousands
who stood for long hours hardly saw the
procession at all. Added to the difficulty
was the fact that oil the people occupying
front places kept up their umbrellas and
parasols all the time, regardless of the re-
quests and entreaties and aften impreca-
tions Of those in the rear. The promptness
with which the procession appeared before
the Fifth Avenue hotel was astonishing. At
1880 o'clock to the minute Gen. Hancock
and staff came in sight, when nobody ex-
pected him for IN hour. This showed the
good of having the procession headed by
and under the managemento the regulars
ALMOST EVERY NATION ON EARTH,
even China, with her violet and white, the
mourning colors of the Orient, horse, foot
and artillery, civic, public and private;
music OF muf1led drums, of brass bands, of
bagpipes, of flies and symbals; and so
through the long hours tho mighty pageant
passed by. All the conditions and circum-
stances were colossal Men grew to greater
stature by hours that interviewed To be
part and parcel Of such a stupendous DEM
onstration was to have higher ideas of man
kind and its capacity to exult in the pride of
common humanity capable of such
scenes as these A great deal the
most impressive feature of the event
was the vast silence. It was comparatively
absolute. No matter how softly the
muf1ed drums were rolled you could
hear them squares away. The only heavy
sound was the rumbling of the cannon
wheela When the band Of the Third New
Jersey regiment passed by, playing 3Nearer
My God to Thee" the sweet, solemn strains
were distinctly audible far up Fifth avenue.
many squares beyond where they would
have been lost in the noise of an ordinary
day. The wailing sound of the flies of the
Fourth Connecticut drum corps, playing the
sad, sweet notes of @Pleyel's Hymn" could
be heard almost from the time they swung
into Fifth avenue from Fourteenth street
The drum corps of the Sixth New Jersey
band played 3Flee as Bird to the Noun
tain, and the band Of the Continental Foot
Guards Of Massachusetts played Sweet
Spirit, Hear My Prayer" As general thing,
THE CHOICE OF MUSIC
by the bands was not good and was of too
high an order to appeal to the emotion Of q
general gathering From the hundreds of
musical organizations that passed but few
played the simple and tender airs familiar to
the people, and dozen of the bands played
the Dead March in Saul. !" and more than that
played Chopin's Funeral March" The funeral
hymns of the operas were the favorites, but
when such an air as Nearer my God to
Thee" was played, the effect could be seen
ut once, the deepened hush, the uncovering
of heads and tears in the eyes of the women.
The bands about the catafalque played
Chopin's Funeral March" and played it mag
niticently, but would have touched the hearts
of the people more tenderly had they played
REST Spirit, Rest" or 1Rock of Ages" It
WINS 1 o'clock when the catafalque
passed through Madison Square. 1t was the
moment of the day. For that all waited;
about that all interest conferred; from that
radiated and influences reaching to deeper
and holier depths of human emotion than
all the music, all the trappings Of grief, or
all the vast display could 60, There was q
long break and open space before the car Of
death, and the suspense in the presence of
that advance was almost painful Down that
open channel between the living banks could
be seen the great black plumes upon the
funeral car approaching; the glitter OF the
silver trimmings in the sunshine; the purple
of the casket that contained all that is NOR
tai and perishable of Gen. Grant Around 1t
the guns of the guards shone. At every mo-
ment, from the pavement to rooftree, 10, 900
faces gazed upon it H.. ST.
30 APPEARANCE OF THE. TRooPs
NEW YORK, Special Telegram. Aug. s
There were few glittering' bayonets In the
parade. Warlike signs were. concealed
rather than displayed The soldiers went by
with reversed arms and slow tread to the
roll Of the muffled druma The corps was
marked not only by the long line of people
who stood, with uncovered heads. on the
street, but by the guidon, the bobbing COL
ulnns of national corps and the battle flags
O1dpSu' Will craps. Lug SOluueIS LOOK parG
in soldiers funeral. and more devoted
tribute was never paid by warriors to hero
dead 1t was shortly after O'clock that
Gen Hancock, with his staff close behind
him. looking neither to the right nor to tho
left, and sitting upon his horse like GEN.
taur, rode slowly up Broadway. Already the
military were astir, many companies belong
ing to state organizations were pouring in the
side streets of Fourteenth street. and the Sec
ton of the city from the city hall northward
was beginning to ring with the sounds Of
martial music Suddenly following close
upon Gen. Hancock and his staff came Capt
Randolph, his light artillery battery r. with
guns glistening and horses II
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