Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1885-07-30

spirit to life, or the dying Christians faith in
the Immortality of the soul-inspiring the
purest, hottest, loftiest sentiments of which the
patriot heart is susceptible.
To-day all asperities are dissolved, all dis
tinctions are done away, geographical lines are
obliterated, sectional jealousies are forgotten,
all strife and discord is hushed and around the
altar of common country the nation mourns
its hero dead. Down through the ages TO come
his record will be track of light where soldiers
and patriots may walk with safety, consecrate
his achievements and feel the inspiration of
his intrepid patriotism.
An educated soldier, he bore the flag of his
country to the walls of Vera Cruz and Monte
rey, at Cerro Gordo, Chepultepec, and into the
halls of the MonteZumas, and by his valor as
sisted in placing our grand little commonwealth
as one of the brightest stars in the galaxy of
States Again, when the hoaTse muttering
of discomfort and the loud murmurings
of sectional strife were heard, loud, fierce
and bitter, fed by unholy ambition. until IAN
ger rushed his eyes on fire and rudely snapped
the silver cord" Then the deep-toned thunder
of the canon of Sumter. in solemn strange, un.
natural sounds announced the hour OF civil
war. Soft peace spread her wings and flew
weeping away, and the genius of Liberty, from
the tomb OF Washington mingled her tears
with the blood of the slain. With a fervent
holy, patriotic zeal the grand old hero drew his
sword and marched to the defense of the Con-
stitution and the flag of his country The tocSin
of war rang out loud and shrill: To arms! to
arms +! Freedoms hosts rallied around the
flag, and their gallant leader bore it aloft amid
toll through a long, and bitter civil
war, as the patriots pillar of cloud by day
and of fire by night defended it upon the
bloody fields of Donelson, Shiloh, Nicksburg
and Appomattox, and finally unfurled it upon
Libertys dome, where it waves proudly and tri
umphantly to-day, to gladden. the hearts of the
American people, and 10 cheer the oppressed of
every land on earth. Immortal hero of the lion
heart and iron nerve; brave as Spartan guile
less as a child, your name is written on the
brightest page of your country's history The
American heart wells up to-day with joy and
gratitude, to you and your compatriots, for the
ineStimable blessings of union liberty, fratern-
ity. Grand old hero by your indomitable cour-
age the genius of liberty again comes forth in
the future, TO a bright deliverance n glorious
redemption smiling through her tears. With
one hand she bestows the laurelS of victory
to the living heroes, white with the
upon the tombs of the slain, whose memories
will forever remain emballned in the signs and
believed by the tears of the sons and daughters
of freedom.
The grand old hero is dead But the triumph
ant car Of liberty, union and progress-for
which he fought-rolls on, guided, guarded and
protected by an all-Wise providence.
Farewell, grand old hero and patriot For
you the nation mourns. A holy thrill of patriotic
devotion warns the heart and quickens the
blood of the Northman and the Southerner
The glory of your life is their common heritage
Liberty, union, prosperity, peace, hold their
torches 10 light your pathway to the tomb. Your
memory viii be enshrined i'll the hearts of
millions yet unborn, and your tomb will be-
come the Mecca of patriots pilgrimage.
Song by the choir.
Mr.. Chesley then introduced Rev Carroll VI.
Davis, a representative of the Native Sons of
Mr.. Dayis-Mr. President, Members OF the
Pioneers Ladies and Gentlemen feel great
ditlidence in speaking to you after the eloquent
gentlemen who have preceded me, but as the
smallest child may pluck flower and place it
on the mound of the one he loves, so il is but
right that the Native Sons pay their tribute
TO one we all mourn alike. 1t seems
almost strange that those who were scarce vet
born in the days of the conflict, would now he
able to say word for the heroes of that con
tlict. We have been told what is too true that
:, He is gone and also, Thank God, that he
lived - say he still lives in the record he
leaves behind, the deeds he has done, and most
of us know them by heart. As we gather here to-
night to pay respect to his memory. we all feel
personal loss. We viii cherish the memories
of his traits of character in war-heavy and Sc
we're; and those i'll the last few months of pa
tience patient waiting until the hand of Him
who rules and governs all called the great
leader to rest. The speaker dwelt upon the
patient suffering of Grant in the last few months
of his life. He said, in Grants own words, he
was raised almost from the grave that he might
ready to leave the earth, those with whom he
had been So near and dear, knowing that his
earthly race was run, and there was waiting
for him in the home beyond crown
of glory. We should strive to train
up the rising generation to reverence
those who have done so much for
us. As we, the, Native Sons, have learned
10 look up with reverence to tie pio-
neeTs, SO we shall teach our sons and daughters
that those grand individuals give us all we
have. Those characteristics, those noble traits,
do not stand away of from them but belong to
them. No man could receive more earthly
hOnorS'than the man we mourn. Ills was life
well lived, deeds well done, pleasing alike to
men, and ne who rules overthe destiny of men.
The resolutions Were unanimously adOpted