The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1893-04-23
WITH MILITARY HONORS.
Remains of the Late, Frederick Dietrichs Laid
to Rest in Crown Hill Yesterday.

The funeral of Frederick DietrIchs oc-
Cured yesterday afternoon. at 2 o'clock,
from the residence Of his mother, No. 335
North Pennsylvania street. The Rev. j.
A. Milburn conducted the services The
body of the deceased was laid In plain.
black casket, which rested in the front
room of the residence. On it and
about it IN generous profusion were
the floral offerings sent by tho
various organizations to which he had be-
longed in his lifetime and from the many
personal friends who sought in that way to
show their respect for the dead and their
sympathy for the living. At the entrance
of the room stood member of the Indian
apoiis Light Artillery in full uniform, with
his arms folded. standing the last
watch for his departed com.
rsde. The services at the house
were breif. Rev. Milburn's remarks,
after brief eulogy on the life OF the
young man, were in the nature OF COM
fort TO the afflicted relatives and friends.
While the services were being conducted
in the house. outside. in front of the black
hesrse and the long train of carriages. was
q mounted section of the Light Ar
tillery. and around the piece. wrapped
OF sssD s5ss' meats wso aers squad 10
escort the remains to the cemetery. They
led the cortege. and moved in the direction
Of she cemetery. with no sound save the
subdued ones of command, and she rum.
bling of the heavy cannon on the
big horses harness. Following 1t
came the paIlbearers carriage. and
after that the funeral car. Immediately
behind that was led riderless horse &C.
f.. G-IN 9th xhx
heavy stirrups thrown up over the saddle.
1t was the horse Fred" Deitrichs had rid
den hen he was one of the battery's most
valued members.
At Crown Hill the casket was taken
from the car and tenderly carried and
of the open grave. Around it gathered the
relatives and friends. and on q rise of
ground to one side stood the artillery men
with their heads barred to the flakes of
snow which sourried through the bare
branches borne by chill. bleak wind.
which had a mournful sound IN keeping
with the place and occasion. There was a
moments silence. and then at q given sig
nal there arose the notes of bugle calling
the saddest and the sweetest of all military
calls. taps" As its last note was borne over
the hill there came the somber boom of the
cannon, and the White smoke could be seen
curling away from its mouth. A few
words were spoken by the pastor, the
Lords prayer was repeated. and the casket
was lowered into the ground. Even the
roughly clad men who filled the grave
seemed to realize that the saddest moment
is when the first shovelful OF earth falls on
the wooden box below. for they let it
down gently and with hardly sound.
The earth was banked up over 1t. and
then loving hands covered it's nakedness
with flowers until it looked fairer spot
than was iu all the bleak. silent place
around. The ceremony being finished. all
w ho had atfandAd al To tho cltv and
The palIbearere were Clarence Foster,
Willis Wood, Hal EnswinRer, Alex. Stew
art, William Tucker and Charles Kuhn.
there being two each from the Indianapo-
lis Bank. the Cosmos Club and the battery.