all,
and that the death of Abraham Lincoln might yet prove the nation's life
in God's own most mysterious way.

_Wednesday evening, April_ 19, 1865.--This being the day set for the
funeral of Abraham Lincoln at Washington, it was decided to hold the
service to-day, instead of Thursday, as previously announced in the
Congregational church. All places of business were closed and the bells
of the village churches tolled from half past ten till eleven o'clock.
It is the fourth anniversary of the first bloodshed of the war at
Baltimore. It was said to-day, that while the services were being held
in the White House and Lincoln's body lay in state under the dome of the
capitol, that more than twenty-five millions of people all over the
civilized world were gathered in their churches weeping over the death
of the martyred President. We met at our church at half after ten
o'clock this morning. The bells tolled until eleven o'clock, when the
services commenced. The church was beautifully decorated with flags and
black and white cloth, wreaths, mottoes and flowers, the galleries and
all. The whole effect was fine. There was a shield beneath the arch of
the pulpit with this text upon it: "The memory of the just is blessed."
It was beautiful. Under the choir-loft the picture of Abraham Lincoln
hung amid the flags and drapery. The motto, beneath the gallery, was
this text: "Know ye that the Lord He is God." The four pastors of the
place walked in together and took seats upon the platform, which was
constructed for the occasion. The choir chanted "Lord, Thou hast been
our dwelling-place in all generations," and then the Episcopal rector,
Rev. Mr. Leffingwell, read from the psalter, and Rev. Dr. Daggett
followed with prayer. Judge Taylor was then called upon for a short
address, and he spoke well, as he always does. The choir sang "God is
our refuge and our strength."

_Thursday, April_ 20.--The papers are full of the account of the funeral
obsequies of President Lincoln. We take Harper's Weekly and every event
is pictured so vividly it seems as though we were eye witnesses of it
all. The picture of "Lincoln at home" is beautiful. What a dear, kind
man he was. It is a comfort to know that the assassination was not the
outcome of an organized plot of Southern leaders, but rather a
conspiracy of a few fanatics, who undertook in this way to avenge the
defeat of their cause. It is rumored that one of the conspirators has
been located.