ently calculated to produce. How
insignificant the reputation of riches, how unsatisfactory the renown of
victory in war, how transient political fame, when compared with the
history of a long life spent in services rendered to the afflicted and
the unfortunate!"

Ellis Gray Loring, of Boston, in a letter to John Hopper, says: "We
heard of your father's death while we were in Rome. I could not restrain
a few tears, and yet God knows there is no room for tears about the life
or death of such a man. In both, he was a blessing and encouragement to
all of us. He really lived out all the life that was given him; filling
it up to such an age with the beauty of goodness, and consecrating to
the divinest purposes that wonderful energy of intellect and character.
In a society full of selfishness and pretension, it is a great thing to
have practical proof that a life and character like his are possible."

Edmund L. Benzon, of Boston, writing to the same, says; "You will
imagine, better than I can write, with what deep sympathy I learned the
death of your good father, whom I have always esteemed one of the best
of men. I cannot say I am sorry for his death. My only regret is that
more of us cannot live and die as he has done. I feel with regard to all
good men departed, whom I have personally known, that there is now
another witness in the spirit, before whose searching eyes my inmost
soul lies open. I shall never forget him; not even if such a green old
age as his should be my own portion. If in the future life I can only be
as near him as I was on this earth, I shall deem myself blest."

From the numerous notices in papers of all parties and sects, I will
merely quote the following: The New-York Observer thus announces his
death:

"The venerable Isaac T. Hopper, whose placid benevolent face has so
long irradiated almost every public meeting for doing good, and
whose name, influence, and labors have been devoted with an
apostolic simplicity and constancy to humanity, died on Friday
last, at an advanced age. He was a Quaker of that early sort
illustrated by such philanthropists as Anthony Benezet, Thomas
Clarkson, Mrs. Fry, and the like.

"He was a most self-denying, patient, loving friend of the poor, and
the suffering of every kind; and his life was an unbroken history
of beneficence. Thousands of hearts will feel a touch of grief at
the news of his death; for few men have so large a wealth in the
b