nothing is wanting to fill up the measure of thy fame. But what earthly honor, what accumulation of earthly honors, shall compare for a moment with the supreme hope and trust which we all humbly and devoutly cherish at this hour, that when the struggles and the victories, the pangs and pageants, of time shall be ended, and the great awards of eternity shall be made up, thou mayst be found amongst those who are more than conquerors through Him who loved us'?

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"And so we bid thee farewell,-brave, honest, noblehearted friend of mankind!"

After Mr. Winthrop had concluded his remarks, the anthem,

"Their sun shall no more go down,"

was sung by the choir, and the Rev. Mr. Marsh offered a solemn prayer. The services were closed with Watts's hymn, commencing,

"Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb;"

and the benediction was then pronounced by Rev. Mr. Marsh.

The congregation were most devout throughout the service. The greatest attention was paid by Prince Arthur to the eulogy, and at some portions of it he was observed to be deeply affected.

It was a touching tribute of respect to the royal mother

of Prince Arthur that he should be found among the mourners at the funeral of London's benefactor, in his faroff native land; and his princely bearing while on his late visit to the United States has won the esteem of the nation, and reflected credit upon the mother whom England and America delight to honor.

Newman Hall on George Peabody. - Tributes from Various Sources. The Pulpit's Voice in Praise of his Beneficence. - List of his Donations.

"Nor let thy noble spirit grieve

Its life of glorious fame to leave:

A life of honor and of worth

Has no eternity on earth."-LONGFELLOW.

"Render therefore, to all, their dues." -ROM. xiii. 7.

HE mortal remains of the great benefactor now repose in Harmony Grove, the spot selected by himself. This is a beautifully wooded

rising ground near Salem, and bordering upon that part of Danvers now known as Peabody. "Upon the principal street of the latter, the visitor still sees the house, with its small shop-front, in which, as the boy of the village-store, many of the youthful days of the great philanthropist were spent. The little window of its narrow attic is that of his bedroom." From it, doubtless, he often looked out on the green spot where his body rests. He has gone to the grave with the highest honors two

great nations could pay. England and America buried him, and France looked on with sympathy at the funeral.

Eulogies fell from eloquent lips on both sides of the sea. Rev. Newman Hall preached a sermon in reference to his departure, from which the following extracts are taken :

"The old arches of Westminster Abbey never looked down on a spectacle more solemnly impressive, more touchingly eloquent, more sublime in its simplicity, than when, two days ago, the remains of George Peabody were deposited beneath its sacred pavement. What a sermon did that ancient cathedral preach to the assembled thousands, as they waited in sorrowful silence the arrival of all that was mortal of the deceased philanthropist ! . All the centuries of England's grand old history were looking down upon us. Spirits of Saxons and Normans, of steel-clad kings and feudal chiefs, of sturdy barons and mitred prelates, of mailed crusaders and shaven monks, of Cavaliers and Roundheads, of statesmen and jurists, of poets and orators, of philosophers and philanthropists, seemed to gather round, intent to watch the accession which this day would bring to those venerated vaults.

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Many a scene of pomp and splendor has that abbey witnessed; but far more in harmony with its solemn architecture, impressive antiquity, and monuments of death, was such a scene as last Friday witnessed. spacious building was crowded in every part by a multi

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tude clad in mourning attire, and bearing in their features and demeanor the expression of a reverential sorrow. If any spoke, while waiting till the appointed hour, it was with bated breath, so as not to disturb the expressive silence which was broken only by the solemn knell from the old tower pealing ever and anon through the arches so long familiar with the sound.

"The funeral now solemnized was of a private citizen, who had sought no distinction of rank or title, but who, by industry and sagacity, accumulated vast treasures, which it was his delight to employ for the benefit of the poor. His was a warfare against want, in waging which he built many homes, and desolated none. His was a statesmanship which simply looked at suffering, and at once mitigated it by a generosity which could give no occasion to party difference, by a law of love which none would ever wish to repeal. An American citizen, his business and home were for many years in London. Here he beheld the miseries of the teeming multitudes of the poor, often crowded together in unhealthy abodes, forbidding comfort, cleanliness, and decency. Blessed by Divine Providence with great prosperity in business, he felt it his pleasure to distribute of his treasures to the poor, rather than to go on augmenting the heap, so as to have the questionable credit of dying richer than most of his compeers. Besides large benefactions in his own country, successive donations have reached the sum of half a million sterling, invested in trustees, to be employed for the