Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1890-09-27
GEN. Pixies FEELING RESPONSE.


GEN. Pixies FEELING RESPONSE.
At the conclusion of the song Gen Pike, now
recognized as being fully alive to the occasion,
said: my friends, the old whom have known
SO long and the new whom am glad to know,
was IN due time advised by our host that dur
ing the ceremonies of this evening should be
called on to answer for myself and give assur-
ance that my mortal body was not yet tenant
less. knowing that something Of humor would
be looked for in what / might say and that
anything partaking OF the serious and grave
would, perhaps, be regarded as out OF place,
endeavored to prepare myself beforehand to
conform IN that to your natural expectations.
1t was in vain. Besides that, have not the
gift Of wit and humor. I knew that my friend
Dimitry was to read what he had written OF
me when he really believed me dead, and
though could not anticipate eulogy so ~
finitely beyond my deserts / did know his
kindly feeling for me and that he had spoken
of me in terms Of affection and regard. In
deed, could not find it in my heart to prepare
to respond with jest and levity, as il it were a
thing to be ashamed of, to be touched and af-
pathy and kindness that would, it seems to me,
tonch and affect the most callous heart
"Nor could fail to know that on the part of
my host aud my old friends there was, in orisi-
mating those ceremonies aud would be IN con-
Quoting them, something more than mere fun
mingle kindness and affectionate regard for
myself To respond to this with Jest would
be something like an insult. / am too much
moved to attempt that, and you will pardon
me, l hope, for not pretending to a stcicism
that do not possess; and for the serious tone
not. hope, Inappropriate, OF the little 1 am
able to say in the way OF acknowledgment and
thanks for these touching testimonials Of
friendship and esteem.
Reason, perhaps, teaches, and every one Of
us, no doubt, when encompassed with troubles,
weary Of the struggles Of life. sick with disap-
pointments and disguised with enmities and
treacheries undeserved has some times thought
that if ono were indeed laid away to rest in the
quiet grave, where the wicked cease from
troubling and the weary are at rest, on which
the hands Of affection would plant flower and
friendship drop q silent tear; if one had indeed
reached the end Of all the tolls and heartaches,
the regrets and discomforts OF this life, it would
be most unwise in him to return IL he could
again to mingle in the contests, the rivalries
and the animosities-again to commit the er-
rors, to suffer the wrongs and to do the injus-
tees that once embittered his existence.
"In the grave that was supposed to hold my
mortal body shall remain forever buried all my
piques, my animosities, my longings for revenge
for wrongs, fancied or real. Most unworthy, in
deed, were Of the affectionate kindness and
have oppressed and overwhelmed me tonight
II could allow an evil passion or ungenerous
impulse to find harbor in this heart which
beats and to the last moment OF my life will
continue to beat with gratitude, regard and
loving kindness toward each Of you who have
now repeatedly honored me, making the gen.
erous nobleness of your own natures, and not
my deserts. the measure of your kindness."
The obituary o, Mr.. Dimitry and Gen. Pike.
response, though beautiful, were somewhat
saddening. and as the first was relieved by the
rollicking song and chorus, SO Jack Savage, al
ways equal to the occasion, dissipated all fune-
real sensations by singing, in admirable style,
Pixies VISIT TO HADEs,
and his interview with Plato to the air of
Denny Ravens, Or Everybody Joined in the
chorus.
Yielding to the solicitation of friends give
few verses of the admirable poem:
Old cnaron ferried him across the dirty, sluggish
But he swore he would not tarry long upon the
Tho ancient shosts came nocking round upon the
"But," said he, EXCUSE me. must have at coylss
one froic more"
Horace and old Anacrom In vain would have him
But from all those ancient fogies he made hast.
70 get away;
For his majesty King Pluto he WA bound At once
to see,
And Al Johnny Covle'a On Friday nipht alive or
dead to BE- ''' = ~ f''N"' AisA' >A'' W
He crossed the .dsmans,ne halls and reached the
ebon throne,
Queens soft beauty shone.
aWhat want YOU heres" the monarch said ..Your
majesty" said he. ''' ''''''-'o'' ''' -''-
Permission for one frolic more at Johnny coyles