, 1894-07-25

out presenting arms. The master Of the cere-
monies and the high officials hasten forward
towards a carriage which has driven into the
court yard. Out of it steps NJ. Casimir- Perirr,
the new President of the Republic, who is at
once surrounded by a glittering staff. The
Military Governor Of Paris and his Etaf
Major cross the courtyard TO greet the Pre-
sident. He has had his way. Though not
strictly etiquette in the eyes of some states
men, and though regarded with apprehension
and danger IN nervous quarters, NJ. CaSlmir-
Perier has resolved to take his place in the
funeral procession of his predecessor. He
makes his way across the courtyard surrounded
by officers in every possible uniform, aud
when he arrives at the catafalque, with un-
covered head, the new President of the
French Republic stands in the attitude of
prayer in the centre of the most brilliant as
Bembly | have ever seen. That was one OF
The most striking features of the day. l.
Roi est mort, vive le Roi." Last Sunday
President Garnet was stabbed to death; tins
Sunday the newly elected President stands
bare headed before the coffin and catafalque. l
have never seen a more noble or pathetic sight.
At once every thing Of mere pomp in the cere-
monial has elsa ppeared. Here was an episode
of dignity and tenderness shall never for
get the scene. The kneeling nuns still bowed
at the side of the temporary tomb; cardinals
in scarlet, monsign0rs in purple, priests III
black, and a~colytes in crimson, crosses and cru
elf xes, of gold and silver, swords. m%nskets;
and wands of Office drape6 in Grape, lighted
candles, the sometimes gay and gorgeous
masses Of flowers, and ribbons, funeral car
riages and funeral cara wOndrous combination
of nature, brilliant life and inevitable death
and amidst all this splendour and solemnl-
ty the newly elected President of France
stands in the dazzling sunshine before the
uplifted coffin of his dead predecessor.
From this moment the ceremonial enters
upon another phase. Blinded with the sun
as we have been. and dazed with the SPLEEN
dour Of many -coloured uniforms, one thing
has been wanted, only one-music. AS the
new President stands with bowed head before
his predecessors remains, for the first time
the signal cannon so unds. The death salute
is heard all over Pari and mysteriouSly there
comes to our ears a wall of music. The fune-
raj march gives an added solemnity. 1t is
not Handel or Chopin it is a new composition
dedicated to President CARROTS memory by
NJ. Eugene Gazer, and played by the band of
the Garde Republicaine. We hear at odd
moments Gounod's Funeral March and
Marches for the Dead by Lenepveu, Pes
Sard and Sellenick, but at the ElySee, no
Chopin. The President having arrived, there
is no reason for more delay. The coffin is re-
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funeral car, to which is added a bright touch
of colour in another Republican flag. One
after another the wreaths and floral devices
are removed from the walls and floor of the
black and silver decorated courtyard and
borne in advance Of the car of funeral state.
The wreath Of the Empress Queen, the
wreath of the Prince and Princess Of Wales,
the splendid crown offe ed by President
Casimir- Perier, and the gifts of flowers from
all the crowned heads of Europe are advanced
to the front. The priests and cardinals and AGO
! tes with their missaIs, crucifxeS, and their
golden vases Of holy water, are nshered to the
two attending carriages and for a few moments
another splendid picture is instantaneously
presented. The funeral car in the mid
c sntre of the courtyard is made into a splen-
did bier for the dead President. If you life
your eyes you can see thousands of people on
housetops anil SUBMITS looking down eagerly
upon this striking scene. But the music has
s Opped The booming Of the cannon is no
longer heard. There is II solemn and mystic
Iious quiet. Every side IF the square litters
with uniforms, and then the signal is given
for departure. Just as the heavily-draped
horses move forward and follow in the wake
Of the flowers, once more over Paris is heard
the deep booming of the cannon, again the
the wall of the ''Funeral March" adds i'm