The daily morning journal and courier., 1904-01-30
THE LEONARD E. PECK
EuIogy Delivered by Past Commando
 Edward Coe.

Edward Coe.
 By request of Admiral Foote Post, No. IT, G. A. R., Past Commander EdS ward Coe presented the following eulo- gy on their late comrade. Past Com mander Leonard D. Peck, which is pub lished herewith by the desire of his many comrades.
 IN MEMORIAM
 Leonard Ellskorth Peck was born at Woodbridge. Conn, June 8, 1886. i Most of the comrades of the Grand Army were born within that period of time. from 1880 to 1s45.
 It was fortunate period to be born | in, especially for the average American boy, for it gave to him an opportunity to acquire and develop that sturdy manhood which was subsequently, to play so important q part in the life and unity of the American nation. How little did the boys of that period realize that to their physical strength and endurance, supported by intelligent courage, and patriotism inherited from ancestral stock. which a hundred years before gave American indepen- dence, would in their generation come the grand opportunity of establishing no broad and firm foundation the principles of free and united govern ment, of one country and with one flag.
 Our comrade whose memory we recall was one of these boys. His early life on the farm and the schools of the day fit- ted him like thousands of others for sterner work.
 I And so when the nation in it's dire distress turned for help to it's stout wanting.
 On September ', 1881, Comrade Peck enlisted in Co., G. Seventh Connecticut Volunteer Infantry, to serve for three years or the war. He was made corpo- ral then sergeant. and was mustered out with his regiment in September, | 1864 He was in the battles of Fort Put laski, James Island, Pocataligo, Fort Wayne and Olustee. He was wounded at Olustee, the painful effects of which he never fully recovered from.
 He is always spoken of by those who knew him best in the army as a brave and trusty soldier His is a soldiers record; good enough for any man. 1 His faithful service to Admiral Foote Post, covering nearly it's entire history, lfilling many of it's offices, is well known. Especally as secretary of the board of relief was his devotion to duty conspic- uous. He never turned a deaf ear to any appeal, but often when tired and worn out by his active daily work, has he left his home to go out in the night to minister aid and comfort to some comrade in distress. His was a kindly mature.
 Recalling his active life, continued to l the end, we are apt to say it is done. But can this be true? Can it be that all one does and tries to do, that is true and faithful and good, goes out with the breath and counts for nothing?
 Listen to the words of our late com- rade George M. White in one of his sweet 4poen1s
 "Life's work is not done when the fln- i gers of toll
 Close over a bosom at rest from turmoil. A life is enduring; it's record must I stand,
 l uOUSli lt iSdNe put Olle lOOlpflll ldlHt l traced in the sand.
 And so it may be with our comrade, his fidelity to duty, his loyalty to com panions, his good citizenship and his love for humanity, may carry an infiu- ence beyond our vision. Tennyson says:
 Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be: They are but broken lights of Thee, And Thou, o Lord, art more than they. We have but faith; we cannot know; For knowledge is of things we see; And yet we trust it comes from Thee, A beam in darkness; let it grow" 1 When on December 13, tenderly with loving hearts, our comrade was laid laway, and the phaplain recited the beautifully solemn words of our ritual, and the bugle sounded Tights out" the feeling of lonely sadness was not un- mixed with joy as we thought, from out our own day and generation, there is one more added to the long line of faith lful lives gone before.