Morning journal and courier., 1885-08-10
Comrade Collins, n--l-

Up the steps that led to the funeral car the Grand Army men moved with their burden. They deposited it upon it's resting place. The whole scene had occupied but five minutes. It then lacked quarter to ten o'clock. Col onel Beck, in command of the regulars, com manded his companies to positions, Gem pany on the right and Company on the left of the hearse. Colored men were at the bridles of the twenty-four black horses; six teen men of Meade post, Philadelphia, of which General Grant was member, were abreast directly in front of the team of black leaders, and the David's Island band preceded them. A signal was given and the line of coaches with clergy moved off the plaza on to Broadway. The band stood waiting at the head of the funeral cortege. Colonel Beck advanced to the head of the line of black horses before the coach. fsMove on!' were his words of command, with up- lifted sword. The leaders stepped forward, led by colored men, and in an instant the black line of horses had strengthened their traces, the wheels beneath the remains were moving and the body of the dead general had started on its last march.
 The members of the Grant family, all e1- cept Mrs. Grant who remained at Mt. Mo Gregor, waited at the Fifth Avenue Hotel, and when the remains reached the entrance their carriages fell in line, the family party being made up as follows: Colonel and Mrs. Fred Grant, their daughter Julia, their young son, U. s. Grant, whose depaa t. ed grandfather always playfully calico him General, "by which pet name he is frequently known; Mrs. Sartoris, Mr. and Mrs. U. S. Grant, MT. and Mrs. Jesse Grant and their daughter, Nellie; Dr. Sharpe, who married a sister of Mrs. Grant: Mr., Mrs. and Miss Cramer, Mr. Simpson Grant, cousin O. Colonel Grant; MT. Corbin, Mr. and Mrs. Potter Palmer, Dr. Sharp, MT. and Mrs. Hol- man, of Long Island Miss Rollins, the eld- est daughter of General Rollins, and wa q of General Grant; Signor Romero, MT. N. E. Dawson and MT. W. J. Arkell.
 It was five minutes past 10 when Geners Hancock reached the head of the column ana gave the order to march, and the processicl l started, slowly and with measured tread, up Broadway en route to Riverside Park Ev- anywhere along the route the crowds of peo- pie looked on, now with scarcely suppresse :: admiration at the brilliantly uniformed and finely marching troops, now with friendly welcome at the southern military and G = federate veterans who had come to pay hon.
 to the man who had conquered them n many battles; again with sfate | appreciation as they saw the battlo scared veterans who had followed the great commander through the trials and hardships of battle to the glorious triampbs of final victory. But the black fdner; . car, bea1ing it's precious burden, came in view, without word, hint, sign or sugges- tion from any mortal hand, every person in- stantly removed his hat. There was no flag about the coffin, no national insignia of any kind about the catafalque, no flowers, noth- ing whatever to detract from the sim-' grandeur of that solitary casket, yet {
 bowed their heads in revere
 tribute to the man who in his life had commanded ten times more men than were in the lipe that followed him to the grave. Everywhere the scsle was the same, and as the procession neg l Riverside Park great crowds were seen ga cred ss near a they were permitted t3 tte vault that was to receive the remains. U was quarter after 1 o'clock when the head of the column reached the site of burial, but it was more than two hours later (3:4O) when the catafalque reached the tomb. First came General Hancock and his staff, closely fol- lowed by Mayor Grace, Comptroller Ioew and Adolph L. Sanger, and the police com missioners under General Fitz John Porte President Cleveland and Vice Presidc-l Hendricks were helped through the crowt to the door of the tomb just ss the C. halted. Then out of a quarter mile of carriages came host of governors, Senators, chief justices, Congressman, gen erals and men famous in every walk of life. Colonel Fred. Frant appeared with his wife and behind him were his brothers, Jesse and Ulysses, jr,, with their wives and children. Little Julia Grant carried large wreath, o2
  word "Grandpapa." Nellie, the toadlne, brown-ha;red, favorite grandchild of the great soldier, held tiny shaft of wheat.
 After short pause the Grand Army guard ascended the black steps of the car end lifted the purple casket. The music which broke out was heartstirring as the veterans came down to the ground slowly and laid the precious burden down in the brown shell with tenderness Now the scene became majestic. Sherman and Sheridan stood on one side of the casket, looking into the eyes of Johnston and Buckner. In the two lines were the other pallbearers, facing each other. Johnston's venerable face was full of emotion, and Buckner folded his arms upon his broad chest while the sun beat down hotly upon his snowy head. A few feet to the west stood ex-Fresident Hayes and ex-President Arthur, together. Senator John Sherman's tall figure and gray beard loomed up behind Senator Evarts President Cleveland, Vice President Hendricks and dark-visaged Secre- tary of State Bayard were almost lost in the dense throng of distinguished men who pressed forward. No pen could reach the depth of the spectacle. The history of vondrous quarter of a century was rep rese ented there. Men without whose names the history of America cannot be written looked on to sea the great soldiers of the North and South reunited over the bier of the foremost warrior of the century. Be- yond them were the giittecing troops, and in the river the war ships laundering their sa- lutes The band at the tomb was playing a sweet dirge, and away over the hills came the chanting of other bands mingled wi.. the q Ill beating of drums. Then the long line of veterans, white and black, lame and sca1 red, feeble and strong, filed past the tomb with tattered battle flags. Away down the road came 8 new sound of thun- derous artillery as the army belched forth the presidential salute. And around it sn Ms the silent, bareheaded multitude.
 The Grand Army men drew closer to the body of their old comrade and their rites be- gin. s'God of battles!' cried the command CT. F'Father of all amidst this mourncul we seek thee W with whom there is no death" The rest is 8 confused murm1 but the solemn "Amen." Then wreath e evergreen laid upon the casket, spray O: white flowers is cast beside it and last oe 1T g crown of laurels. A bugler played cell and all was silence. Stern old Bishop Ha1 is and read for few moments under the shade of an umbrella. Parson Newman followed him with portion of the Methodist burial service.
 Now the end approached. A regular army t1umpeter stepped to the side of the purple casket and began to play the last call of the camp, ''taps." As the sweet notes swell out tear rolled down the bugler's face a7'ts the music faltered for moment. She. mans head fell upon his bresSt and he cri like a child. Sheridan drew bis hand across his face, and tears stood in Johnston's eyes. The stern lines of Buckner's countenance ca7e way and he trembled. Still the bugler o,ew his plaintiye call for ears that we de?r, and when it ceased the multitude sti11 Peace silent soldier! Johnston s1.7 Sherman are friends to-day. Sheridan and Buckner have shaken hands. The grim face of Gordon looks down fom wonder hill in sorrow
 Colanel Grant and his relatives moved for ward to the casket. The children threw their flowers on it and retired. Poor little ones they hardly seemed to realize their los es they clung to their parent and listened the throbbing music as the casket was lifted up and borne into the tomb. Than 1t was placed in the steel easing. The door was locked and the key handed to General Han cock, who passed it to Mayor Grace. A mo- ment later it was given to President Grim mins of the park commissioners.
 General Johnson looked around in the l crowd and did not see face that was famil- | jar. Then he walked slowly to the only | friend he knew and leaned upon t2e shoulder of General Sherman. Gene-, Buckner seized the hand of Gene-al ] Hancock and wrung it heartily. Then 1. Johnston went to the Grant family and tried l to comfort the ladies. He said kind words D them and the children. Bcckner aleo l