The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1893-04-03

had crowded round it. The uoliee set TO
work and cleared the To-. Then, favored
by the stone wall which forms a sort of
rampant all along the sides OF the quad
rangle, they picketed the line and kept the
thronZ ont.
From 8 20 nearly o'clock the bearers of
the floral pieces. elsewhere described, were
busily engaged in placing them where they
could be seen to the best advantage. So
large and so numerous were these floral
| tributes that they covered the entire upper
portion of the lot with the exception of
about $50 square feet adjacent to the grave.
Once or twice il seemed as If a shower Of
rain must fall, and then again the sun
would break forth with CHEEKY beam. letting
IN flood of light at the Golden Gate. The
Inspiration OF the occasion was not wanting.
II looked as If brave Dave Scannell was TO
be made nns with nature" in the beautiful
words of Shelley, when nature was 'twixt
smiles and tears"
There ensued long and tedious wait af-
ter the police had cleared the lot. Mean
while the crowd. of whom fully one-half
were respectable, well-dressed and we'll
behaved women, took advantage of the am
phtheater of knobs and hills around to Sc
cure good positions for observation. Bluff
old Captain Short, who was nearly as much
OF veteran as Dave ScannelI himself,
looked around and remarked that there
were 5000 people in sight He knew, too.
that 1t takes lot of people to make UP 5000,
and that rough guesses generally err in the
line OF oVer-eStlmates.
BY aud by there drew up on the north
slde long line OF carriages. From these
stepped the pall-bearers and mOurners, who
marched three abreast up the gentle slope of
the tiremen's lot. Mayor Ebert led the way,
with Supervisor Montgomery on his right
and Fire Commissioner Maurice Schmitt OH
MS lelt. Next came Acting Chief Sullivan
with Frank Edwards and Fisher Ames.
Chief Crowley, Captain Lees aud Reuben
ii. Lloyd were the next recognizable figures,
and so the cOrtege moved up and took posi-
tion around the circle, in the center of
which the grave waited for all that was
mortal of Dave ScannelI.
The grave Itself had been shorn of its
grim suggestions as far as possible by
white drapery, adorn ed with ferns, extend
ing from top to bottom. Even The box
which was to receive the casket, was
draped In white.
The Masonic quartet took up a posi- ton
TO the ieit OF the grave, and the Mexican
veterans. lew, but stalwart despite their
years. stood at the east end. Some of them
wore the uniform of the Grand Army of the
Republic, and tattered, faded banner was
borne at their head. 1t was the same BAN
ner which had waved over the death
aagonies OF their comrades all the long way
from Churubusco to Chapultepec.
In the rear of the veterans there sud
denly appeared, with martial tramp and
all the pan0piy OF war; firing party of
regulars; 20 men of the Fiji h Cavalry, act
ing as infantry, under Lieutena ant Harris.
They were formed in line with carbines
at parade crest, and the absolutely immo-
blllty Of their faces during the thrilling
scenes of the next fifteen minutes, while
the orationS were being delivered, was an
excellent tribute TO their military disci-
pltne. Not man moved or spoke.
The Masonic choir sung the hymn, "Shail
We Meet Beyond the RIVER" while the cas-
ket was being lowered into the grave.
There were lew dry eyes when the last
strains died away.
Then Major Edwin A. Sherman OF the
Mexican Veterans stepped TO the head OF
the grave. There was no pr0tense OF mere
rhetorical cant or oratorical display as he
stretched forth his hand toward the blue
hills of Marin County and the Golden Gate,
Just then lllumined with a CLEAN of sun
shine. with Intense feeling and obvious
sincerity he spoke these words:
Comrades: The few Of US who remain
have assembled here under the old banner
TO pay our tribute to our cOmrade, David
Seannell. We remember him at Cherubus-
co, at Moline del Rey, aud last of all at
Chapultepec, when we planted our foot
steps IN tie halls of tbs MOntezumas.
Among all the brave men who were
there 30 drawer heart beat. no nobler man
lived, than David Scannell. He gave his
life for this people. When the war had
gwen US California and peace reigned he
dem onstrated TO us that there is a higher
bravery than facing human foe in battle.
He has ever since, time and time again, i'm
peFiled his lie to save the lives and prop
erty OF his fellOw-citiZens. He was duuby a
hero, the soldier and tine fireman, two in
one-the best representative of American
citizenship.
I'VE can look out yonder and see the old
ocean. 1t Is moaning now a requiem for
David Scannel-the eternal requiem of the
sea. II would seem as II heaven is grateful
TO US for what we are doing here, and that
those waves are singing his lullaby.
Let US mink OF him as now on that eteT-
nal camping grOund whore the army Of
God will be reviewed on the last day.
Glad are we that such heart has not
ceased 10 beat in vain.
Farewell, Dave Scannell. God bless
You"
w. C. Barnwell of the Mexican Veterans
Masonic choir sang Good night; | shall
keep the faith; am going home"
A sign was given by the commander Of
the Veterans and Lieutenant Harris,
turning to the regulars. said, Attention,
sqnadl Blank cartridges. Load"
In two seconds the carbInes were In line
and then came the command thrice re-
peated. Ready! Present! Firew
The yolleys were perfectly timed and
rang out on tie air like single shots.
Cease fringW said the lieutenant and
the squad once more stood like a line OF
statues in blue and yellow.
The choir sang, Thy win Be Done" the
drums beat roll and a bugle blast rang
| olt shrill and clear from the cfrYalryman
stationed at the head of the guard. Il was
| not the last trump, but 1t meant-what was
emphasized by the speedy work of the sand
| shovelers in the next few moments-that
the ashes Of David Scaunell belong TO the
tomb and TO the silence and the peace Of
death.