St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-08-10
IN THE NORTHWEST.
Fargo.

Special TO the Globe.
FARGO, OAK, Aug. S.-Weather was
unfavorable in the morning, but the eIab-
crate program was carried out and the dis
play the greatest ever seen in Fargo. The
city did full share in atteSting its appre-
citation of the distinguished dead. Business
houses were closed, buildings decorated and
citizens en- masse participated in the memo
rial exercises. Bells tOlled during the after
noon. The town was thrOnged with people.
who came to participate in the proceedings.
Among the visitors were Gov. Pierce and
family, Attorney General Rice and Auditor
Caldwell. A vast audience listened to the
interesting program at the place of meet
ing. 1t was as follows: Prayer by Elder
G. r. Hair. music by the band and thirty
choristers, burial service of the G.. A. II. bv
the local post, and brief, admirable addresses
by Hon. J. West Gen. II. Copehart
and Gov. II. Austin, all veterans. followed
by Gov. Pierce. who delivered the follow
ing eloquent eulOgium:
/ have often thought of this day; I have fire.
quently in my capacity as a journalist writ
ten of this day, of the day when the nation
should stand by the open coffin of
Gen. Grant. the day when every one
should be silent. when detraction should
cease, when stings and arrows of out
rageous fortune should be broken and graft
tude should take the angel shape of justice
The greatest marshal lies silent, the finger
of death upon his lips, the frost of
the greatest destroyer upon his brow. vet
never so powerful as 1T this moment, when
friends and fOemen alike come forward
with a blessing and a benediction.
Must we then wait till the
hand is pulseleSs and the form
cold before we render tribute to hero and
a soldier. Happily in this case the signs of
the nations sorrow came to him while the
ears could yet hear, while the eyes could
yet see and the hand could yet pen
words of gratitude Heroic soldier,
president, statesman. honest man.
You have heard the story Of his valOr re-
counted to-day and you know it by heart.
He saved the Union, but he has conquered
the rebellion a second time by his mag
naminity and greatness. He brings the
sorrowing South in mourning to his feet.
He had what a eulogist has called the
genius of common sense. His renown was
gained not by the prOmire to do but by the
greatness of things done. But in the bur-
nished record of his career as
soldier and statesman beats a tenderer light
that quickens our hearts and dims our ewes.
Inc picture OF the last mOn(n at McCregOr
is the most touching one in all our history:
loving his family with the great affection
of his mighty nature he tOiled
on in the agony of that fatal disease, put
ting back death with the one hand, while
with the other he wrote the words that
lifted them above want and rounded out his
life of usefulness and love. 1t must be
good children to deserve such father; it
must be good wife to deserve such a hus-
band; it must be great people to rear and
merit such a man and then when
it was finished, wearing in death, as in
life, the white flower Of blameless life he
turned his simple way, like Samuel of old,
and said: Lord, 1 am ready. Here am l. y
Farewell, great soldier. Fifty millions of
people standing by your open coffin to-day
thank God for your life and take courage
and inspiratian from your death. Human
ity is weak and hnman wisdom is finite, but