Year: 1862




The remains of this gallant soldier and
patriot were inferred il. the Lone Mountain
cemetery, near the city of San Francisco,
on the 18th ult., attended with great civic
and military display. By the side of the
lamented Broderick, sleeps the gifted states
man and brave defender of his country in
her hour of peril. It is fitting spot for
the final resting place Of the hero, and the
ocean-anthems that chant their eternal re-
QUEEN to the departed, are not more endur-
ing than the name and deeds of the pure
patriot. The following most eloquent and
beautiful eulogy was pronounced by Rev.
T. Starr King:


The story of our great friends life has been elo-
quently told. We have borne him now to the
home of the dead, to the cemetery which, after fit
services of prayer, he devoted in tender and
thrilling speech, to its hallowed purposes. In
that address he said: "Within these grounds pub
lie reverence and gratitude shall build the tOmba
of warriors and statesmen who have given
all their lives and their best thoughts to their
country" Could he forecast, seven years ago, any
such fulfllment of those words as this hour re-
veals? He confessed the conviction before he
went into the battle which bereaved u.s. that his
last hour was near. Could any slight shadow Of
his destiny been thrown across his path, as he
stood here when these grounds were dedicated,
and looked over slopes unfurrowed then by the
plowshare of deathP


His words were prophetic Yes, warrior and
statesman, wise in council, graceful and electric as
few have been in speech, ardent and vigorous in
debate, but nobler than for all these qualities by
the devotion which prompted thee to give more
than thy wisdom, more than thy energy and
weight in the hall of senatorial discussion, more
than the fervor of thy tongue and the fire of thy
eagle eye in the great assemblies of the people
even the blood of thy indomitable heart, when thy
country called with cry of peril-we receive
thee with tears and pride. We find thee dearer
than when thou camest to speak to us in the full
tide Of thy life and vigor. Thy wounds through
which thy life was poured are not "dumb mouths"
but eloquent with the intense and perpetual ap-
peal of thy soul We receive thee to reverence
and gratitude" as we lay thee gently to thy sleep;
and we pledge to thee, not only monument that
shall hold thy name, but memorial in the hearts
of grateful people, so long as the Pacific means
near thy resting-place, and fame eminent among
the heroes OF the Republic, so long as the noun
tains shall feed the Oregon


The poet tells us, in pathetic cadence that


'The paths of glory lead but to the grave"


But this is true only in the superficial sense. 1t
is true that the famous and the obscure, the devo-
ted and the ignoble, alike await the inevitable
hour" But the path of true glory does not end
in the grave. 1t passes through it to larger op-
portuntes of service. Do not believe or feel that
we are burying Edward Baker. A great nature
/ is seed at is sown a natural body; it is raised
spiritual body" 1t germinates thus in this
world as well as in the other Was Warren bur
led when he fell on the field of a defeat, pierced
through the brain, at the commencement Of the
Revolution, by bullet that put the entire land in
mourning No; the monument that has been
raised where his blood Redeemed the sod, granite
though it be in a hundred courses is feeble wit
ness of the permanence and influence Of his spirit
among the American people. He mounted into
literature from the moment that he fell; he be-
gan to move the soul of great community; and
part of the principle and enthusiasm of Massachu.
setts to-day is due to his sacrifice to the presence
of his spirit as power in the life of the State
Did Montgomery lose his influence as force
in the Revolution because he died without victo-
[ ry, on its threshold, pierced with three wounds
before Quebec? Philadelphia was in tears fol
him, as it has been for our hero; his eulogie'
were uttered by the most eloquent tongues oi
America and Britain, and thrill of his power
beats in the volumes of our history and runs YET
through the onset of every Irish brigade beneath
the American banner, which he planted on Mon
. treal


Did Lawrence die when his breath expired il
the defeat on the sea, after his exclamation
Q "Don't give up the ship| What victorious cap
tain in that naval war shed forth such power P
His spirit scared and touched every flag on ever,
frigate, to make its red more commanding and it
stars fame brighter; it went abroad in songs, AM
every sailor felt him and feels him now as an in
:. spration.


n God is giving us new heroes to be enthrone
u with those of the earlier struggles. Before ou
Ai great victories come, He gives us, as in forme