The times., 1899-07-22
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Colonel InGersolI's Address Mt tn.
Grave Of HI. Brother.

Colonel InEersoirs Address Mt the
Grave OF III. Brother.
The oraiion delivered by Colonel Inger-
soil on the death OF his brother. Hon. Ebon
c. IIgsrsoil in this city. on June ?. 1879.
attracted universal attention Throughout.
the country. Colonel IngsrsoI had prspar-
cd IN address to be delivered on the oc-
cas.on, Gt the bl0ther's request, but ne was
so overcome with grief while looking at
tho face Of the dead. he was unable 70
read tho prepared address. He delivered,
however. tire following just before the
body was committed to the grave
Ny Flicnd: / I'm going to do that which the
dead Citen promised he would do for mc. The
loved and loving brother, husband. father, friend
died where u,aHh0od's morning aIEost touches
noon. and while tie shadows still falling TO-
ward the west. lie rad not passed on liis's high
way the st1Ge that marks the highest point, Int
hcirg weary tur the moment he laid down by the
vaysiGc. and. using a burden for a pillow, fell
irtn thai d-clmIess sleep that kisses down his
eyeiids still. While vet in love with life and rap
tncd with the HoTld, he passed to silence and
pathetic d.it. Yet, after all, it may be hest.
Just in the happiest, sunniest hour Of all the yoy
age, while eager winds are kissing every sail, to
dash against the unseen rocS, and in an instant
hear the bllogs sunkcn ship. For whether
IN mid sea or among the breakers of the farther
shore. wreck must marx at last the end OF each
| IS rich with lovs, ard every moment jewei,d with
! joy, WILL at its cloze. become tragedy, a-
| sad, and deep, and dark can be woven of the
warp and woSf OF mystery ard death. This brave
| and teEder man in every storm oi life oak
| ard -oal-. bvt in the sunshine he was love and
! flower. He the fifnd Ct all heroic souls that
| climbed the heights and left all superstitOns
| here below, willie on his forehead fell the golden
| dawuing of a grander day. He loved the beautiful
| ard was with cclor form and music touched to
| tears. He sided with the weak. and with willing
, hand gave aims; with loyal heart and with the
purest hand he faithfully discharged all public
| trusts. He was a worshipcr OF liberty and
| friend Of the oppressed. \ thousand times ! have
| heard him quote the words: For justice all
! pace temple ard all season summer" lie be
/ licytd that happiness was the only good, reason
| the only torch, Justice the only worshiper, hui
TaEitv the only religion, and love the priest.
! H added to the OF human joy. and were
! everyone Ger whom he did some loving service tC
| bring a blossom to his grave he would sleeT
tonight beneath a wilderness OF flowers. Life i:
a narrow vale between the cold and barren peak
| OF two cternities- We strive in vain to look be
| yund the heights. We cry aloud, and the only
| s-swc- is the echo OF a wailirg cry From The
vciceess lips OF the unrepying dead there come
no word; but in the night of death hope sees
| star and listening love hear the rustic Of
| wing. He who sleeps here when dying, mistak
| ing the approach of death for the return Q
health. whispered with his latest breath, Il an
better now" Let Us believe, in spite Of doubt;
ard dogmas ard tears and fears that these dea
| words are true OF all the countless dead. An,
now, to you who have been chosen from among
the many men he loved to do the last sad ofiie,
for the dead, give his sacred trust. Speecl
| cannct contain our love. There was-there is
no gcntler, stronger, manlier man.