St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-07-21

the enterprise of Diana into every sis
ter, mother and wife.
No Sublime Conception
did he seek to realize in temple or cathe-
draI, but he would see his conceptions
distributed and lifted into dwelling for
every mans family, a school for every
mans children, and church where all
the people could worship God. He
would see them in bridges spanning
every river, in mills grinding the peo-
pies bread, in factories spinning their
clothes, and in railroads transporting
their products. He would see them
lifted into an asylum for the blind, a
where the veteran could spend in peace
his declining years. Ideas of harmony
he had, but he would see them turned
into the whir of the spindle, the ring
of the hammer, the splash of the
steamers wheel and the sound Of the
flying train. The music of children's
daughter was sweeter to him than SYM
vphOnies of Beethoven. Ideas of poetry
he doubtless mad, but he would trans
late them into the steady march OF prog
reSS, and into the pulSebeatS of the
happy pIowman. Let it not be thought
that he sought nothing beyond the real
ization OF his genius in the material
upbui1dlng of his section. Because of
the condition the South was in after the
war this was most pressing and inn
mediate. He would put truth in every
mind, the flowers of charity in every
heart, honor and fairness in
every relation, and the consO-
lations of religion in every spirit.
Nor is it to be supposed that he was in
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sections of our great country, but the
naught hut love and good
will for all, his aim was to contribute
toward bringing the South to level
with other sections OF the Union in
wealth. as it had always been in char
acter and honor. Did ever man have
ambition nobler than to lift his country
men from want to plenty. from dejec-
ton to hope, from misunderstanding to
love and charity? Did ever fairer, love-
lier vision float before artists eye from
out the sky of the ineffa-
BILE to be thrown into form
sublimer, or poem kinder, or music
sweeter? He used beauty to stimulate
human courage, to embeIlsh human
spirits, to enlarge human thought. His
conceptions gathered themselves into
clothes for human forms, into bread for
chiIdren's mouths. into inspiration for
human hearts. He was Gods almoner.
Freely he received, freely he gave.
but it is my honest conviction that he
got more of heavens wealth into this
world. and more of heavens hope and
JOY into the hearts of his countrymen
than any man of his time. He drove
out more of life's shadows by the light
of eternity's day, and huShed more OF
its tumult by the repOSe OF eternlty'S
truth than any man L know.
During His Last Days,
when delirious, he was often talking OF
helping some poor fellow to get start.
He would say: 'Ill give s25, and this
one will give so much, and thus we will
get HIM on his feet again." He had
deeply religious nature, and strong faith
in God. On a visit to his mother i'll
Athens, he told her he wanted to be
boy again. She toasted cheese for him
in the corner and tucked the cover
around him at night, and breathed to
heaven prayer for him as she had
over her little boy in the years de-
day school, and when the children
sang ''Shall We Gather at the
River?" he covered his face IN both his
hands and cried. When his mother came
to see him in his last illness, the first
word he said to her was, Mother, my
feet are in the river" When he was at
the University of Virginia he went with
Charlie McKesson to the home of
Thomas Jefferson. Having reached the
home of the great Jefferson party OF
gallant beauX and fair women. who had
preceded them, were engaged Ill
dance. His friend proposed that they
each get partner and join in
the dance. ."Charlie McKessOn." said
Mr.. Grady, lido you =, know that
this was the home of the great
est mau whom this country
has ever produced? He was not only
the author of the Declaration OF INDIE
pendence, but he was congressman,
governor, foreign minister. secretary OF
state, vice president, and president OF
the United States, and it does seem to
me dissertation to sing and dance In
thoughtless reyelry, over the ashes OF
the Sage of Monticello" His
friend went into the room to get his
partner. while Mr.. Grady walked under
the stars to commune with the spirit OF
the great man who had made that
classic spot in America. To stand with
uncovered head On Bunker hill out OF
respect to the memory of those who
had made that mound classic, was the
most natural thing in the world for him
to do. He loved his coHntrymen. He
had nature that had been touched and
made soft and universal by the religion
OF Him who loved all men. This it was
that enabled him to hold in his hand
the key that promised to bring the
lightning from the dark clouds of mis-
understanding above our political sky,
harmless to the ground. His death
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