ering on the part of the veterans to pay this tribute of regard,
which was as touching as it was unostentatious.

Nowhere in the church edifice were there any of the usual insignia of
woe. The dirge was at first played to express the universal grief in
the music of the organ, but it soon melted into In Memoriam and hymns
of triumph. The quartet sang "Jesus Reigns," a favorite hymn of
Carleton's, to music which he had himself composed only two years
before.

It reminded me of the burst of melody which, from the belfry of the
church in a Moravian town, announces the soul's farewell to earth and
birth into heaven.

In the audience which filled the pews downstairs were men and women
eminent in every walk of life, representatives of clubs, societies,
and organizations. Probably without a single exception, all were
sincere mourners, while yet rejoicing in a life so nobly rounded out.
In the pulpit sat two of the pastors of Shawmut Church, and Dr. Arthur
Little, friend of Carleton's boyhood, and a near relative. The
eulogies were discriminating.

The addresses, with the prayers offered and the tributes made in
script or print, with some letters of condolence received by Mrs.
Coffin, and a remarkable interesting biographical sketch from _The
Congregationalist_, by Rev. Howard A. Bridgman, have been gathered in
a pamphlet published by George H. Wright, Harcourt Street, Boston.

From this pamphlet we extract the following:

After prayer and a brief silence, Dr. Little said:

"There are few men, I think, engrossed in the affairs of
life, for an entire generation, to whom the Word of God was
so vital and so precious as to our friend, Mr. Coffin. Let
us open this Word, and listen while God speaks to us, in Ps.
23; Ps. 39: 4, 13; Ps. 46: 1, 5, 7.

"I will read from Ezekiel 26: 1-5, which was a favorite word
with Mr. Coffin, and the passage which he himself read, as
he was journeying in the Eastern land, at the very spot
concerning which the prophecy is uttered. Mr. Coffin was
sitting there with his open Bible, and saw the literal
fulfilment of this prophecy,--the fishermen spreading the
nets in the very neighborhood where he was sitting."

The continued readings were from John 11: 21, 23; John 14:
19; 2 Cor. 5: 1, 8; Rev. 21: 1; Rev. 22: 5; 1 Cor. 15: 51,
57. The quartet sang "In My Father's Arms Enfolded."

Dr. Barton then read a letter