St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-02-22
William Tecumseh Sherman
Laid to Rest in Calvary
Cemetery.
A flushed and Solemn Multi
tude View the Long Pro-
ceSSiOn.
The Van Led by Col. Forsythe
and the Gallant Seventh
Cavalry.
The Guard Of Honor Is Headed
by Ransom Post and the
Old Thirteenth.

ST. LOUIS, Feb. 21.-To-day bade an
impressive farewell to the soldier whose
military genius was eXcelled by none
and equaled by few. No higher tribute
OF reverence, love and regret could be
paid any hero in any cline. For the
first time in several days the sun slIone
out gloriously, but its rays fell upon a
city draped in mourning. The hearts of
the people were saddened, and with one
accord all manner OF men abandoned
their earthly pursuits and assembled
along the line of the funeral procession
TO do homage to the honored dead. AS
early as $3.50 O'Clock in the morning the
union depot was thronged with people
awaiting the arrival of the Sher-
man funeral train. AS the morn
ing advanced the crowd became larger
and each train as it entered the
depot deposited load after load of human
freight, which added to the throng until
the depot became almost impossible.
When the hands of the big clock pointed
to $3.50 o'clock squad of police marched
to the depot, and soon the immense
crowd was under control. In few
minutes
The Funeral Train
appeared, and the ponderOus iron horse
slowly rolled into the station. The dull
black engine looked duller, blacker and
heavier than ever before, its som Der
d aplngs of mourning adding to the dis
mai effect. 1t was huShed and solemn
multitude that greeted the train on its
q n
the heavy bell on the engine sounded
reverent, inspiring, but SorrOwful.
funeral knell. and the vast crowd stood
uncovered while the train with its
silent occupants slowly rolled by.
Ii was a soldiers funeral-the funeral
of a general-but not alone of one of
whose last sad journey was attended
with all the honOrS due his rank, but of
an officer beloved by the army and hon
ored by the people. 1t was funeral of
hero whose worth his fellow-men
krew,an whose memory they cherished
as they would that of their nearest kin.
Aesoye all, it was the funeral of man.
It:was, besides. funeral in which the
humblest citizen felt personal interest
For miles the streets were lined with
A Solid Wall of People
standing at least dozen deep. And
the evidences of affection and esteem
in which his fellow t0Wnsmen held him
were abundant on all sides. The city
was draped in mourning. Evidences OF
Individual sorrow were also abundant,
and badges of ribbon and Grape tlOated
from every coat lapel. The grief of
those III the procession was not alone
genuine, but apparent to every one.
His comrades of Ransom post marched
in
Their step was measured, their eyes
Gowncast. and every face wore that
solemn look which said too plainly
for words: II have lost
friend" Following the caissOn
was the handful of survivors
of the old Thirteenth infantry, small
and grief-stricken body of men, follow
ing their old leader over road which
they, too, must travel at no very far dis
tant day. There were, besides, thou
sands of veterans of the war, members
of the Grand Army of the Republic, old
and griZzled comrades in arms of the
dead general. Slowly they walked, and
only too plainly was it written that the
ravageS of time were fast depicting the
ranks of the noble preservers of the
Union. Yet none of them were so old
or feeble that they would admit, even
to themselves, that they were taxing
their strength in following Sherman to
Calvary, even as they had followed him
to Savannah,