The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-02-10

gufshed Dead-Servfces at Church
of the Covenant Impressive
Mailing of the BugIe Sounded the
| WASHINGTON, Feb. 9.-Mat. Cen.
Henry W. Lawton was buried today in
the national cemetery at Arlington. 1t
| was nations tribute to a nations hero
and the sorrow of whole people was
| expressed when was borne from the
chapel of Cypress Hill the brow that so
long had worn the laurel. The burial
service beneath the ieafless trees at Ar
ilnston was preceded by a service in the
Cnurch OF the Covenant, In which every
department of the government was repre-
| scented, the president, cabinet the army,
| the navy, the supreme court the diplo-
| matte corps, and as many citizens of all
classes as were fortunate enough to find
| standing room within it's walls But the
crowd was Insignificant when compared
| with the crowds that braved the elements
| OF a lowering winter day for a glimpse
OF the ffag-draped caisson, with its mil
| 1tary escort, as it passed through the
streets. Hundreds more made the toll
some pilgrimage to Arlington to hear
| the last words pronounced above the
| open grave, where the president, the cab.
| met and the general commanding the
army stood with uncovered heads until
| the last volley was fired, and the bugle
| sounded.
| Ever since the news from San Mateo
| had been flashed around the wires of the
| world the country had waited to pay its
best tribute to the dead. Lawton, to the
great b.tE, Of Americans, had been the
incarnation of the American soldier He
| had made his mark In the Civil war. from
the Mississippi to the sea, and In the in,
terval of potential peace it was he who
mad beaten at his own game Geronimo,
the greatest master of desert craft and
mountain fighting that the West had ever
known, and who in the new problems of
tropic war had proved the most daring
and resourceful of all generals in the
field. 1t was in tribute to these quail
ties that the Lawton fund in a few weeks
has been swelled past all the expecta-
lions of it's originators: For America
! knew that Lawton, being soldier first
and only, had left to those who loved
him no heritage save his sword and a
spotless name.
FINAL SERVICES.
For a day and night the body of the
soldier lay in state in the Church of the
Covenant. So 1t lay this morning when
the doors were opened, troopers from his
old command, with sabers drawn, keeping
vigil at the head and foot. Beneath the
soft lights of the dome rose a tropical
jungle of palms, and on each side were
banks of flowers, tributes from every
quarter Of the land. His flag from the
battlefield of San Mateo was still on its
bamboo staff, and was supported by
soldier who was near him when he fell
About his bier, as the shrill pipes of the
organ trembled with the opening anthem,
stood grouped his superiors and his
brother officers, with whom his life work
had been done. Close to the coffin sat
President Mckinley, and on the right
the secretary Of state. Behind were the
secretary of war, the secretary of the
navy postmaster general secretary OF
interior, attorney general and secretary
of agriculture. Close by were Mrs. Law
ton, little Manley and the others of the
family, and to the left Gen. Miles, Gen.
Merritt, Gen. Brooke, Gen. Shafter and
their staff officers, all in uniform, and
all Lawton's comrades, who at one time
or another had accompanied and fought
with him. Others included the members
of the military committees of the house
and senate. There were delegations from
| the Loyal Legion, the Grand Army and
other patriotic societies.
| Chaplain Pierce, of Lawtons old COM
| mand read the Presbyterian burial
| service, the epistle to the Corinthians,
and his words of comfort seemed special
| Iy prinled for the occasion. Then Presi-
dent Stryker, Of Hamilton college, New
| York. clad in his divinity robes, rose to
| deliver the grafton. He had been selected
| personally, by the secretary of war, who
knew his fitness for the task The choice
was amply justified. Seldom has any
| ceremony called forth a tribute more
| scholarly and eloquent, more simple and
| direct, and more appropriate and fitting
| to the occasion.
| TO THE GRAVE.
| A dozen troopers then lifted the flower
| laoen coffin, and bore 1t to the door,
where 5000 soldiers, and citizens in great
er numbers, waited to honor the soldier
| in his last march to his final resting place
/, on the Virginia hillside, beyond the Po-
! tomac, With a clatter of hoofs the cav
| airy escort cantered forward to form TIE
! guard of honor. Orders flung from rank
| to rank down the broad avenue, brought
troop and platoon up into line. With
crepe shreuded colors lowered they filed
past, scarlet-caped artillery, cavalry with
| their orange plumes and facings, and the
ranks of blue clad infantry moving with
machine-like cadence. At the rear, with
rumble of heavy wheels and clash of
trace chains, came the guns, field bat
| teries and siege trains. The casket was
placed on the rear caisson, an Ideal
soldiers hearse.
| 1t was dreary wait on the cold, wind
1 swept slopes of Arlington for the hun
| dreds who had made the pilgrimage early
| in the day. But close on sunset the boom
| of the Sylph's guns, on the Potomac, was
| answered by the crash of minute guns
from Fort Myer, and then the solemn
notes of the dirge were borne down the
| wind as the procession moved towards
! the great city of the dead.
| The grave was In the open space, just
! south of the amphitheater, and in sight
| of the Mansion house. Gen. Merritt and
his mounted staff deployed on the south
road, while solid ranks of dismounteG
| troopers held back the crowd on every
| side Nimble cavalrymen swarmed
|