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 when at length the final hour has come. how does It Illustrate the humility of his charac- ter, the warmth of his beuevoleace. the sin cerity, the vigor of his faith? With prayers for his household, his friends, his country :: with words of instruction and of love to all around him; with entire reliance on the mef- Its of his Redcemer, he commits. without q murmuf or a sigh, his immortal spirit to the God of his salvation, his peFshng body to the dust from which il came

 i Such, felloW-eitizens, were inc last mo- lments Andrew Jackson Hewualike those usually assigned -by -po1lsr and romance 10 their iabled heroes! Aud vel, in the sober Judgment of enlightened reason, not less sub lime and heroic than if passed on the feld of battle and in the chariot of victory. The l greatestof ofa!l Hiumphs is .hatwhieh is achey- ed over inc last enemy; and this, through the Ialth that is in Jesus, Jacksob@ra -~s eua- blcd 10 achieve. The fires ol inc last day shall consume the laug. wreatls of earth |, most of thcm, indeed, will have uithered ere it comes; and all ever worn or won, in the tide of time, would furnish no compensation for the loss oI single soul But the chaplet awarded to the faithful soldier of the cross, shall be crown oi glory "'ilaj iadeth not aVay.o How poog, in comparison, the death scenes enacted by the most iIIustrious war rlors oi the heathen world Jackson Was a Christian, and he diea tGa G.lsistian's death. In view of this fact, aea of its blessed issues, how rich, how ualaiiiHg cur aoafees of een- solationi

 Innotes as meIodious and sublime as those which waited 10 the skies, by the aid of 1Ellton's immortal genius, the departing spirit of the Hebrew martYr,-the chorus of .Ame- rican sympathy sends up from our Jackson's bed of death its pnan of moumful exutation:

 Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wall, Or knock the breast; no weakness. no conteupt

 DiSpraise or blame nothing but well anu fair,

 And what may quiet us in death so noble.@

 The valley of the Aissssippi the theatre ol his youthful yalor and of his meridian enoWa-the sanctuary of his declining age folds within her bosom the ashes of her hefo in the centre Of that young but vigorous State, whose destHies, once lis anxious care, were long the objects of his satislicd regard; on the sunny banks of tbe Cumberland. where the strong verdre Of the West begins reluctantly to yield to the luSurant beauty ot the South; em6esamed Il q sacred seli- tude, stands the tomb of the llermitage- hcncelonh to divide with Mount Vernon the respect, the admiration, and the reverence Of mankind The simplicity Of his life, the calm dignity of his death, are eSemphGed by the humility of his grave.

 You remember how he rejected the npe- rial honor that Was prolllred b his bones Il eaanot permit my remains to be the first in these United States to be deposited in d sarcophagus made for an emperor or king l haze prepared aa humble depository for my mortal body, hes.de hal wherein lies my beloved wife, where, without any pomp or parade, have requested, when my God calls me to sleep with my fathers, t3 be laid; for both of as there to remain until the last trumpet sounds 10 cali the dead 10 judgment, when we, hope, shall rise together, clothed with that heavenly body promised to all who believe in our glorious Redeemer, who died for Us that we might live and by whose atouement l hope for 3 blessed immorlalily.o

 This was the answer of Christian mees ness, of republican aiapiicily, of American patriotism. Catching the strain from the lips of the dying hero, we may echo it's lofty inspiration. More than tbis-we may give to it, to-day, a new and su5limer significance. Sleep sweety, aged soldier statesman, sage, in the grave of kindred and affection IL matters little where his body is laid, whose memory is cnshrined in all our hearts the monument oi whose fame is the country that he served; the inscription of whose great ! ness are the praises of the world. Bat if there be any soIaee in nemorY--if any virtue in the contemplation o heroic deeds-any purity in the lessons of sublime example to the sepulchre of Jackson lei the pilgrim age of humanity be made. in ihe ardor of d generous enthusiasm, inc sympathy of fra tornal love, the consolation of a Christian laith

 The requiem, sung ay the New ' Yofh sa- cred Music Society, immediately after the or alton, was admirably done. In fact the whole celebration was well arranged aud ex- ccuted. The emotions it itawakencd in ten thousand hearts will never be elIacad. i - s