Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1892-11-09
BURIAL OF PRESIDENT HARRISON.

BURIAL OF PRESIDENT HARRISON.
ley pointed to a Bible and prayer book
lying on a table near the bier, which, he
said, had been the daily companions of
the deceased, and added that but for the
presidents illness he would have united
with the church the previous Sunday.
The casket containing the Presidents
remains was placed upon temporary
catafalque in the East room, and upon it
was q pail of black velvet, with gold
fringe. On the coffin lay the sword of
justice and the sword of state, surmount-
ed by the scroll of the constitution,
bound together by funeral wreath
formed of the yew and the cypress.
Near the catafalque stood the new presi-
dent, Mr.. Tyler, Daniel Webster, Henry
Clay, John Quincy Adams and other
famous men, the diplomatic corps and
congress being grouped just behind
them. The funeral procession was an
imposing one. Six white horses drew
the funeral car, each horse led by a
black groom dressed in white, with
white turban and sash. Tho military
followed, and fired salute at the vault
in the Congressional cemetery.
Having made start in the home of
the presidents, death did not wait long
before resuming his labors there. In
September, 1912, Mrs. Tyler, wife of
Harrison's successor, died in the White
House. A sweet pen picture of Mrs.
Tyler and her family was drawn by one
of her daughters-in-law in a private let
ter, as follows:
Nothing can exceed the loneliness of this
large and gloomy mansion, hung with black
its walls echong only signs and groans. My
poor husband suffered dreadfully when he
was told his mothers eyes were constantly
turned to the door watching for him. She
had everything about her to awaken love. She
was beautiful to the eye, even in her illness;
her complexion was clear rs an infants, her
figure perfect, and her hands and feet were the
most delicate | ever saw. She was refined
and gentle in everything she said and did. She
was my beau ideal of a perfect gentlewoman
The devotion of father and sons to her was
most affecting. don't think | ever saw her
enter n room that all three did not spring up
to offer her chair; to arrange her footStool
to caress and pet her.
Before the close Of VII Tyler admin
istration occurred terrible tragedy in
which the White House bore part. A
big gun on the warship Princeton ex-
ploded while party of dignitaries were
being entertained on board by Commo-
dore Stockton, and Secretaries Upshur
and Gilmer, of the Tyler cabinet. and
Mr.. Gardner, of New York, were in
stantly killed, along with three or four
sailors. In q somewhat romantic way
President Tyler escaped their fate. He
was .hcn much in love with Mr.. Gard
ner's daughter, and was with others lis
tening to the young lady sing in the
cabin. The president had just started
to Join his cabinet ministers on deck
when Miss Gardner began another song
whereupon Tyler returned to her side
AT that moment the explosion occurred
The two cabinet ministers and Mr..
Gardner were buried from the East
room, and five months later Miss Gard
ner became Mrs. Tyler and mistress of
the White House.
In 1850 President Taylor died in the
White House. OF all the deaths in the
mansion this was one Of the saddest,
viewed from the standpoint of the be-
reaved partner. Mrs. Taylor had de-