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try for her children; and lifting the down trodden to walk erect on God's free earth; to bind up the nation's wounds and give it place of honor among the peoples; you are your brother's keeper, O man! Hark to that mufllcd drum! Do you hear it, toil-worn wayfarer? Work bravely al ways, "heart within and God o'er head." While that solemn sound tells of "funeral marches to the grave" it tells also of "rest for the weary," of the better land, and the beautiful city, and streets of gold, and the white robes of the pure in heart who shall see God." Fifty million people are within the folds of the old flag more than half of the whole English language speaking peoples of the earth. Had this republic done no more, it deserves the gratitude and the thanksgiving of the world that it is the only nation of such vast and increasing numbers, speaking one language and that of universal liberty. The O " only nation with a universal language. 'The Ytrkshlreman, to-day, cannot un derstand the dialect of the man of Corn wall. The peasant of the LIguria Appe nines, as he drives his goats home from his mountain fastness, looks down on six provinces none of whose dialects he can speak." It rivers are the highways -of nations and mountains are their natural divisions, then this one universal language speaking nation has a strong bond of per petual Union In this; that whether it la the Tjeasant of tunny France, or regenerated Italy's poetio son, or the hardy German, or the descendant of tha old Saxon, or the mercurial child of Erin, we are to-day of one nation; peaking one language; bound by a common necessity, and that the ne cessity of freedom, and aesunea, n merit it, to a future of unparaWed grand eur." We are to-day largely the children of sor row. Forgetful of the lessors of the past an, ctm-f-Vil nntonr hands to new and doubtful enterprises to increase our store nnH pay-day eauxe otlat and with it dis asters and shrinkages, and depreciations and loss and wastincs of fortunes; men comedown amidst the whirlpool of flnan ruin until tcniay we lie supine upon our Dacks, with apathy and doubt looking forward to what our future snail be and now this new sorrow hath "been put upon us. Yet amidst all, ye who are in the abysses look up aid feel that "God reigns. Yon am nnt. restrained of vouT "birthright this day. If tkc words of the only sinless per feet man be true, "It needs be that of fenses must come, "but woe to that man by whom the offense comefaf so it U .true that when (ho clouds snail have passed away, 'of this present gloom and dartcness, there shall come with Cbe new sunshine. better resolution and grander purposes In the deveSopcment of -our national life. Only thus shall wc be free in that glorious lihoHv WhfrpwitSi Tie 4'dolh make liis people free. Wfeh the death of our Fres ulnf 1M tlirrn nf rishwrfll It. OUT errors and our wrongs, national and individual In the weep of ages no man has more admiralty represented the growth and natural outcome f repuUican idets than America's Andrew Jackse-n. He was hard fighter, a man of uriboundiBS, -un-swervicff intciritv. a man of heat and pas- sion, a man of flame and fire, a man of plume aid persistance as was John tSuincy Adams a good lover ana n good boter. The mma who said it the auribassaAjr of Louis Philippe, when e -demand! -his passports, "Tell jwur mastar that he must pay or fight, by the EteraaH" anl his master -did pay the French tpoilation &2U of five miMon dollars. So. loag as the .deltas of o Father of Waters, the Missouri, and his yoraager brother, tho Mississippi, pour their afflu ent tide. into he gailf, hearing upon Choir bosom from three thousand miles away the growth and the wealth ol our wesiirn plains, a free river floating 0s product of a free people to fill the granaries of a world; so long as Ubere is merit for work and gratitude for servicrs rendered and & laurel for the victor, who took tho staple of that fruitful southern clime, the cot ton of its fields to erect his barricades as a protection agaisnt the insolent foe; so long as the battle of New Orleans and Packenham arc remembered, the Republic will not f onset Andew Jackson. What shall the harvest be of all litis ccn. tury of "sowing of the seed?" Has the Republic in it tho vital force, the rever ence for law and love for liberty, that shall write over its future "Etle perpetuaV or have tho seeds of death already been planted, of distrust, unholy ambition and greed, and lust of power, and growing ha treds and engendered strifes? Are wc great enough andjutt enough to over-ride order and rank and colors and conditions and (all equal before the law) to do equity to all. It was on the night of the 3d of July, 1876, at the death of the old century, that I stood with him under shadows of Inde pendence Hall. The harvest moon shone down in eolden splendor, and countless thousands, with banners, hurried through the streets of the old city of Pcnn to listen to the chanting of a hymn for the century's death. And Ave hundred trained voices, in one grand diapason of harmony, sent out to the listening stars our nation's song: "My country, tis of thee. Sweet land of liberty, Of thee we sing.". And as its ca dences thrilled out their vocal harmonics to the quivering air, tho old bell tolled the death of the old century and the birth of the new, and from out Washington square there camo the voice of prayer prayer for the old century tllat was dead and prayer for the century that was newly lorn. A prayer for the holiness of God's eter nal Sabbath. Prayer for the unending glories of liberty and its peoples. And soon there camo God's telegraph ic answer to that prayer. The Centennial Commission debated long and doubtfully as to opening the great Centennial on the Sabbath day. Great differences were ex pressed and felt; but at last the grand old Puritan from Rhode Island, the maker of the engine that in Machinery Hall carried its miles on miles of shafting, rose and with quivering voice and earnest manner, said; "New England reveres and loves the Sabbath. Not a hammer falls, nor a plane moves in my great shops in Rhode Island (where 1,200 workmen ply their vocation,) on God's day and here on that day (I speak it not not as a menace but as highest wis dom) not a brcath'of that mighty enginery shall pulsate in dcflance'of God's law on God's day." It was the word fitly spoken "apples of gold in pictures of silver" and thirty-six to four) the Commission voted to inaugurate a new century with a new baptism of fidelity for God's laws and God's holy day. To you; worthy commander and com rades of the Grand army, what words arc fitting to testify our reverence for your patriotism; our gratitude fo your grand deeds; our full sympathy for your suffer Inga. "They also serve who only-stand and wait1 what shall we do for these saviors of liberty. Napoleon, threatened with a shell which, hurtling through the air, fell near him and deserted by his staff, was saved from death by his old guard forming a living wall about his person. Among that number was his favorite sergeant, Grand Plochc. When his death was reported to the em peror, with loving grief he directed his name to bo continued on the roll call, so that when the name of Grand Pioche sounded forth the answer came: "Died upon the field of battle." When the bravest guardsman of all France, La Teur Avergne, fell ia the im minent deadly breach, his loving general striken with grief by tike loss of his bravest comrade, that gallant soldier whose cour age came through twenty generations of noble men, directed it to be written of him; "Died upon the ; field of honor, And white we speak yet of the heroisms of She gallant men who led us an to victory let us turn aside to drop a tear of reverent love and pity for our dead heroes of the rank aid file. Those nameless graves from Maine to CaEfornla tell the story un written and unspoken of the glory of the men wl3 marched in the rants. No news papers heralded their achievements, reporters filled tlitir tents to proclaim their deeds of valor; jet their dosds did follow them aid they were the saviors of the re public. They struck strong and long, and their sacrifices aid bloody deaths teach us how rtueh harder it was to save and trans mit the republic unharmed to our children than $l was fcr our sires to create and maintain tit. Or! all rants, of all peopl and osnditiona, black ami white, they struck for freedom now and evermore, And wlicn our tflrildrcn ankis who fought the unf-tles of the republic we 6hall tell them, not the gmlaces hut the shops, the manufactory, ani the farm eent forth thlcr hosts, not for lire and lucre, but for the valval! of liberty. The rank and file was the strn school from which came our grandest teachcrs,and lo-Klay around me I mc m:iiywho have wornthe eagles and the ctars m those same shoulders where the souskdt once. answered to cffie "right and kit shoulder shift.'" Look&round yon this beautiful day, men aad warioniof Mi&lgan, and toll me what means (this grand, tfhoso glostoustcmblems, these "buttle stained banners, this grand gioricgrof noble women. and brave men. Beauty and valor ih and innand, and join ing In ttC&e anthem tf cternafl praise to the dead heirecs of the iinJk and file. It means that the republic Is, and ever hall be pre served. We are solving the problem of the centuries. How much is freedom worth? When worth more than the countless nobis lives that tiwe darkened down to death to preserve sad perpetuate it. Ye, worth a million times more than the sacrifices it has cost. Let Anderson and Belle Isle those golgothas tell the story of thlcr sufferings, and let every batterfield from Bull Run to Appomattox be the token of tlnr valor. Erect to them not alone mat ble monuments to transmit the story of their heroism, but year by year, gathering as we now do to honor our sacred dead, let h in the hearts of a people saved be writen and then re main recorded till tho end of time. All honor, reverence, and love to the unuin- bcred dead of the rank and file. All host or to the musketry, all honor to the calvary horse, foot, and dragoon, all honor to them now and hereafter. And you who loved them and revere their memories let us sanctify this gathering to-day 'and bind ourselves not to cease onr efforts for these men and their children until the broad outlying hinds of the west shall be given, patented by a nation's gratitude, to them and to their heirs forever; and upon the parchment deed to each and all let it be for the consideration written: "He hath saved the republic" We shall see to It, shall we not.that the house then built, not made with hands, shall stand until the day when liberty here, purged of Its dross and purified by firo shall be merged into that liberty wherewith God doth make his people free. "By the tears, the march, the battle, Where the noble fearless died; While amid the cannon's rattle, Waiting angels at their side, By ur children's golden future, Br our father's stainless shield, That which God and heroes left, ' We a-ill never, nerer yield." Are not these men martyrs? Blessed and remembered among tho solemn say Ings that have come down to us none seem to epitomize so beautifully the deeds of valor of our citizen soldiery as this: "Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fallest thou fallest a blessed martyr." We linger with a yearning regret upon tho words of our martyred President, he who led us by a way that we know not, speaking for us and for all. "Tho mystic chords of memory stretching fromj every battle field and patriot grave to every liv ing heart and hearthstone all over this broad land will yet swell the chorus of the Union when again touched as they surely will be by the better angels of our natures. Listen also to his words of prophecy and of of warning, when, on Nov. 19, 1803, at Gettysburg, overlooking that vast city of the dead, he said: "The world will little note or long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did there It Is for us that we here resolve that the dead shall not have died in vain, that the Union under God shall have a new birth of freedom, and that the government of the people, by the people, and for the peo ple, shall not perish from the earth." Evoking as he did upon the great act of his life "the considerate Judgement of man kind and the gracious favor of Almighty God," he strove to accomplish the work laid up for him with a loving, tender re gard for all humanity. How his loving heart again spoke; listen. On March 4, 1865, one month and ten days before his death, he wrote as follows: "With malice towards none, with charity to all; with firmness in the right, let us strive to finish the work we are in, to bind up the Nation's wounds, to care for for his widow and his orphans; to do all, to achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and among all nations."' "In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle, Be a hero in the strife. Trust no futnre, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead past bury its dead, Act, act in the living present I Heart within and God o'erhead. Lives of great men all'remind us We can make our lives sublime; And departing leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time. . Footprints that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main A forlorn and shipwrecked brother. Seeing shall take heart again." "I have Been," said his orderly to me, "I have seen General Garfield when at the head of his regiment, upon a weary march dismount and put a wounded soldier in his place upon his horse, and walk by his side until the close of the long day's march, . supporting him as tenderly as he would his own boy. Ah! 6ir," said the old 6ol dicr, as his form lifted him with the en thusiasm of his love, "Ah! sir, tlw old'42d would have followed him through hell after that. At the battlefield of Chlcka mauga, as chief of staff to Gen. Roscn- crans, his courage and skill were so dis tinguished that he was honored with pro motion to tho rank of Major Oeneral "Through all the turmoil of that conflict, he once said, "when I thought of my prob ameacamon tno Dattiefleid, l remem bercd the words of my old mother who, when she bade me adieu, said to me, 'Go my son, yourjlife belongs to your, coun try" As a statesman, Gen. Garfield's career is a living example to our American youth He entered upon tint career with ajloyal love for liberty. He believed as he spoke ""Thejwar for the Union was right, everlast. Ingly right. The war against the Union was wrong, forever wrong," ne was brave man-, he possessed the courage of Intelligence and conscience which enabled him to apprrciate'danger, and at the call of duty manfully to disregard it. Pardon me, for I shall not trench in this place upon the domain of politics that is passed with him and us with him forever. During the late civil war, Bowles and Milligan of Indiana were tried and convicted by a military tribunal as "Knights of the Golden Circle'," of treas onable practices against tko Government. Their sentence to death was commuted by President Lincoln to imprisonment for life. A writ of luibattt cerpvt for their discharge on tie ground that their trial and conviction was illegal, beeauso as citi zens they were not subject to the jurisdic tion of a military tribunal, came up for rc-argument before the United States Su premc Court. General Garfield was called upon to present their cac to that august body, and demand their discharge, He hated the treason, and despised the traitors, but he believed that tho law in all ita sane tuy should be maintained. That "If bang jed as they ought to be, they should be hung according to law," and so held in his great argument Ho prevailed, and by this heroism of the advocate, "glorified the law, and made it honorable." He dared to do right. During the Chicago Convention, which resulted in his being chosen as the candi date of his party for the Presidency, he was notified of that nomination by Senator George F. Hoar, of Massachusetts, tho great grandson of that Jshn Hoar of rcvo lutionaty memory, who with Abram Gar field was called by tho Frovlnco of Massa chusetts as witness to prove that the Brit ish troops in firing on the Yankee boys at Concord Bridge, in 1770, were "guilty of an unwarrantable breach of the peace." At his class-meeting at Williams, after his Inauguration, he spoke lovingly to that band of brothers, and with modest diffidence, of the great duties that lay be fore him; and promised to return agin at the coming commencement to do honor to their alma nutter. Alas, on the way thith erward, from the causeless bullet of the assassin, that journey through eleven weeks' hcroio fight with death, sped its way of woe to the "Gates Ajar, and to the Victor's Crown." Oh! death, where Is thy ting; Oh! grave, where Is thyj victory!" 'Man goeth to his long home, and the mourners go about the streets." "Or. ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl bo broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was, and the spirit shall return unto God who gave It." . ' ' From this lesson young men of our Na tion learn that the carrying and the use of concealed weapons, and of cowardly as sassination should be tho "crime without name" in our uepubiic. .The uuiiet ia noi reason, nor the stillcto argument. These base methods belong alono . to the Lat in races. If this most causeless death will engender in the hearts of the Nation a detestation of the crimes out of which that death grew, then this altar of sacrifice will open up a holier and purer and braver Na tional life. Let us learn also from this hour of mourning to engraft on the Na tion's future a more Catholic charity of judgment of those who differ from us. As wo demand for ourselves liberty of thought let us concede that liberty to others and try to believe that all seek to attain "to the greatest good of the greatest number" only by different ways. And as 'without shedding of blood there is no re mission of sin," so may this precious blood, shed, heal the breaches of sectional and party strife, and make this Nation (of one blood) annealed together by a community of grief. Already has this death wrought its work of promise. . Over that broken, pulseless form, the North and the South clasp hands in the brotherhood of love. Washington, Lincoln and Garfield "Lovely and pleasant In their lives and in their death they were not divided." May I quicken your loyal pulses by a word-picture of tho world's grandest bat tie and victory Gettysburg, July 4th lolw. J? or uod never suffered our army to be trailed in defeat on thU day, old In dependence day: All is at last quiet with the Army of the Potomac. The scenes of its combats now smile with verdure, and all their scars are healed. Hushed the discordant voice of war. Benignant Nature has spread her blusing carpet over tho bloody fields. An tietam and Fredericksburg, v Mechanics ville, are in repose. . A stranger would not know how the rebel ranks went down before the cannon of Malvern Hill. The Chicka homlny lags its turbid waters . as of old, but no longer diffuses its deadly miasm amongst Boys In Blue. No longer does the Army or tho Potomac, after terrible conflict day after day then night after night by the left flank march through the stubborn wilderness against a more stub born foe, still farther into tho enemy's country, still farther towards the goal In view firm as the rock, inexorable as Fate an Instance of aggressive warfare, of con fidence, of courage, of persistent determi nation, which cannot be transcended in the records of War. Wc wander over over tho Heights of Gettysburg; but, as if to hide all evidence of this brother-strife, we find the trampled hills arc decked with green. We may 6ec, to be sure,, rows of hallowed mounds, raised and guarded by a nation's watchful care, and commemorated by the speech of tho Martyr, already In part quoted this day, which for tenderness, beauty, sublimity. stands alone in the archives of human thought But save these sad testimonies, there is little else in this field of renown to tell us of the grand and awful scene' It once was witness of. There, rises the Seminary Ridge, once frowning with tho batteries, and crowned with the picked battalions of the Confederacy. There, at advantageous points, Lee and Longstrect, Ewell and mil, Pickett and Pettlgrew, stand by their guns. Behold, too, tho pa rallel Cemetery Ridge, a natural and lengthened bulwark of loyalty, selected by Howard and confirmed by Hancock chosen with the eye of military genius lifting its defiant back above the plain, bearing the strength and hope of the Union; while from Culp's Hill to Round Top, proudly floated tho old beloved Flag. Now opens that most famous battle; for Gettysburg and Vicksburg almost simul taneous, were the Great Divide; from which time July the Fourth a day now lustred with many crowns began the swift descent of the Confederacy. What a deadly range of fire flashes from more than a hundred cannon on Seminary Ridge! The balls strike against the rocky abutments of the hill, fly, rebound and ricochet doubling, in effect, the enemy's equipment: as If a cloud, black-charged with munitions of war, were emptying Its freight of Iron ball upon the ranks in blue, lut seel how mighty Hunt, our artillery chief, responds to this terrible cannonade, and from many leveled muzzles, not great ly inferior in number to the enemy's, pours the resistless answer. From ridge to ridge "leaps the live thunder," The noise is like the roar of the ocean in a storm. It is agreed that a cannonade more prolonged, terrific and appalling, was never concentrated upon an equal space. Yonder, In the prelimin ary skirmish, a great loss camo to us when the noble Reynolds fell. There, on ' the left, Sickles, Birney and Humphreys beard the demo nine yell, and met the first fresh onset of the rebel power. See where stout John Sedgwick stands; afterwards, with cheek pierced by an envious ball, to lie In state while a mourning country passed by his bier. Now Warren, with eaglo eye, catches the neglected summit of Little Round Top. hastily seizes It in time to repel the Texan assault, and saves the j Cemetery Ridge from an enfladlng fire. There Mead foams like a raging lion. Firm as the rocks where they stand, are Slocum and Howard, while Wadsworth holds the open plain. Plcasanton, Buford and Kilpatrick hang on their flank. In the center, towards which are massed the best legions of the Southern army, reserved expressly for this great charge, are the ex pectant Robinson and Doubleday. Now, down the slopes of the Seminary Ridge dash the streams of the Confederate forces, hoping to rise 'to an equal head on the opposite height. With strange courage and matchless discipline it moves across the plain. As. In the pride of Its power, It approaches our position, that first volley pressage of the future comes from tho well-aimed rifles of Stannard's Vermont volunteers,-that same brigade which, with bounding cheers, received the 'order from General Sickles to leave the place they guarded and take position where the thickest of th fight would come. Still pressing on, tho Army of the Rebellion meets the marshaled and full-volleyed lines of Hancock. Never did rifles do better duty. It halts, it staggers, It re treats. Now, God bo praised! the field Is won. and all the hills resound with Union shouts of victory: Life's race well run, Life's work well done, Life's crown well won; Then comes rest. I cannot pause to name the gallant offi cers who freely tendered their lives to their country on that day of doom; much less, the uncatalogued heroes of the ranks; with associations linked to every part of the empire of tbe republic, with wives, or mothers, or children, at home, whose faces would sadden with tears, or brichten with joy, as the day might go. Look, now, once more! These ridges no longer belch forth volcanic fires. The beaten intervale, furrowed with shot and torn with bursting shell. Is smoothed by he rollincr years. The trees have drawn their coats of bark over their wounds The sharp volleys of musketry have ceased No parks of artillery awake their thun dcrs, No hooves of rushing squadrons strike into tho bosoms of the dying. The shrieks of the wounded are hushed. No anxious comrade searches for friend; na father for son ; no sister for brother; no maiden for her lover. The actors have dissappearcd. The dead are mingled with the dust, and the survivors are scattered Their bones are.dust, Their swords are rust; ' ' Their souls are with the saints wc trust Tho two great chieftains have fallen asleep Horse and rider, baton and epaulette, plume and rifle, flashing sword andgleamlDgbay onct, cannon and cannonicr, trumpet and banner, have all vanished; and the sun, as he rises from his purple bed. crowns the battle-field with the jewels of the morning, and mantles the warrior's grave with ten der grass and nodding flower. So may there corns, through this great war, perennial peace. May time assuage all the sorrows, and heal all the wounds. May the blood of the sacrifice cement and sanctify the Union; the causes of estrange ment dissapcar; the principles settled by It, stand like these hills. May North and South, and East and West our whole country reformed, regenerated, redeem ed, unite to perpetuate the nation over which the star of empire having no far ther west to go will pause and shine and shine forever. And after these cpitomics of praise to our great thinkers and our great workers we come back with holy awe to pay our yews of patriotism and reverence and love to him who was a prince among men, a leader amonc leaders; to him who, as Daniel Webster says, "stands at the com mencement of a new era as well as at the head of the New World." A century from the birth of Washington has changed tho world. The country of Washington has been the theatre on which a great part of that change has ben wrought; and Washington himself a principal agent by which it has been accomplished. His age and his country are equally lull or won ders. "He belongs not alone to America; he is the common property of the world. With him were no mean jealousies, no little ambitions, no unjust angers, no strifes for place. Like the old Roman Cincinnatis of whom he was a type, ho preferred the plow to the purple, the sw ing of the seed to the senate's applause; preferred to be a patriot rather than a president. He never had 20,000 troops under his own command upon any battle field. With an army ill paid, ill equipped, ill provisioned, he was greater in defeat than in victory. He never risked all upon any one move ment He was grander at Valley Forge than he was when Cornwallls surrendred; grander amidst the floating ice of the Deleware than when he sat, the man of ths age in Independence Hall. He was a sym metrical man, sometimes slow and heavy in thought and in act. What he said, and what he did had in them germs of grsat courage as well as great wisdom. He was greater in his retirecy upon the banks of the beautiful rivsr that he loved as his an cestrlal home, Mount Vernon, than he was as chief of the army or head of the state. Listen to the words of the pure heart of our common father as he bade adieu to the people of the United States in his Im mortal farewell address: "I shall carry with me the . hops that my country will never cease, to view my errors with Indulgence; and after forty, five years of my life dedicated to its ser vices, with an upright zeal, the faults of Incompetent abilities will be consigned to oblivion, as myself must soon be to the mansions of rest" Come with me, you whd love Washington, and look upon the home which his culture domed, and where his life grew beautitul nd symmetrical to the last. See hanging to your right in the corrider as you enter, the great key of the liastue, wrested Dy a nations indignant anger from the grasp of power and given to him by his, and our nation's friend, Lafayette. See here the mementoes of the home life of the patriot. All around you is the aroma of a beautiful, well ordered home. Yonder is the old armchair, on the one side of the great fireplace, in the keeping room, sits the farmer of Virginia, and just opposite its twin, where the gentle voiced Martha sat. Enterwith me the chamber of death tread light ly, for the place whereon you stand is lioly ground. Yonder is the bed where the good mmn diet. Look at the noble form, and that , beautiful spirit passing away to the "undis covered country, to the benedictions of the blest." Hark to that voice "I am just go- ing;have me decently buiied, and do not let my body be put into the vault In less than three days after I am dead." And as the loving assent was given by the bowed head of his attendant Washington whispered: "Do ynu understand," and then said the last words he ever spoke: "'Tis. well!" In silent grief sat that woman upon whom was put the new name of widow, and to his loving physi cian, with firm and collected voice, she said: Is he gone?" And as the answer came she added, "It it weU; all is now over; I shall soon follow him, I have no more trials to pass through. - "That home under the loving care of the women of America will be left as he left it. In the better land, "in the house not made with hands, eternity Is his dwel ling now." Hear the world's testimony to his worth. Washington serene in his life, his death was calm and without a struggle. When the great Napoleon received the intelligence he exclaimed "The great light of the world has gone out." In the general order of that day he thus announced thn decease of the great pa triot to the ' Consular Guard, and the soldiers of France: "Soldiers; Washington is dead, This great man fought against tyranny; he established the liberty of his country. His memory must always be dear to the French, as well as the people of both worlds, especially to French soldiers, who like him and his American troops fight for liberty and equality. Therefore the First Consul has ordered that for the space of ten davs, crape shall be hung on all the colors and standards of the Republic." From 'all na tions came the testimony of the reverence the world had for the man and his memory, and to-day wherever yirtue is revered, and purity honored; wherever-great leaders f men have Eassed away unstained by the dross of un oly ambition, and refused pnrples, and life's honors, to go back to the serene shades of private life; wherever the sun shines upon free people an sets upe-n nations which yearn for freedom; from the frozen banks of Labra dor, by his own home on the Potomac, in the everglades of Florida; amidst the cliffs uf the Sierras, and on those golden shores where the Pacific kisses the western friage of the great Republic, shall he and his memory be precious to mankinnd. He is the com mon property of the world, and her peoples claim him as their own- I THANK YOU. NOTICE OF ANNUAL SCHOOL MEETING. The Annual Meeting of Union School District of the City of Owos so, for the election of School District Officers, and for the transaction of such other business as may lawfully come before it, will be held in the Common Council room, Monday, July 14, A. D. 1884, at 7:30 o'clock in the afternoon.. Dated this 2d day of July, 1 8S4. E. R. Hutchins, Secretary. FARM FOR SALE. A Rare BargAiW. A first class grain and stock farm, consisting of xi2 acres, 23 miles from Owosso; good buildings and desirable location, six acres of timber, principally sugar maple. Owner in poor health and obliged to sell. For particulars call on or address J. A. Armstrong or E. O. Dewey, Times office, Owosso. ' ORDfNANCE. For grading Cass street from Mich igan Avenue to Washington street. Section I The Common Council of the city of Owosso determine and do ordain that it is a necessary public improvement that that portion of Cass street located between Michi gan Avenue and Washington street be graded and that the estimated ex pense thereof is the sum of one hun dred and fifty dollars; also that said sum of one hundred and fifty dollars dollars be assessed on the owners of all lots and lands fronting on siid portion of said Cass street. Section II Said grading shall be done under the direction and super vision of the Committee on Grading and Sidewalks of said Common Council. Section III Thos. J. Horsman, Chas. A. Baldwin and O. Wells, be ing resident iree holders of said city of Owosso and not interested in any of said property benefitted by said improvement nor of kin to any per son interested, are hereby designated' as Commissioners to make an assess ment upon all owners of lots and lands fronting on said portion of Cass street hereinbefore designated of said one hundred and fifty dollars in proportion, as near as may be, to the advantage which each shall by said Commissioners be deemed to acquire by the making of. said im provement Approved June 30, 1884. David M. Estf.y, Mayor. Attest, Jercme E.Turner, City Clerk.