.K^^ ■htiM'' m\i- IP ...M ■.:i^s2.mm^^^^imwimm^isi^mm^m^^^^^m!mwm^:mm (M^: fM) [ \(|S Hi V I) 1) K: E S S E S ('<\\\;;i(_>r< 11 ( > 1- 'i H !: i>ii:^\.TH I <^^ / T>.^ fet\.it.iA.yM_n i^ 1 .-■;. J t -,' k (■ • ^ OF NEW YOKK. i X 4,1859^*' } ;i 312 T1 "" BENJAMIN F. BUTLER, BORN AT KINDERHOOK LANDING, COLUMBIA CO., N. Y., December 14, 1796. DIED AT PARIS, NOVEMBER 8, 1858. Aged 63 years, 10 months, and 15 days. ' 3 3 i' j-p INTRODUCTORY NOTE. Mr. Butler sailed from New York in tlie steamship "Arago," October' 16, 1858, accompanied by his two youngest daughters, and intending to be absent about two years. His proposed tour was undertaken partly for health, partly for mental relaxation and repose from pro- fessional labors. It was his design to travel leisurely through France to Italy, and to spend the greater part of the winter at Rome. He reached Havre on the 29th October, and remained there three days for the purpose of resting after the discomforts of the voyage. While there he made an excursion to Honfleur, and also to Harfleur. On Monday, November 1, he proceeded to Eouen, and spent nearly two days in visiting the objects of interest in that ancient city, reaching Paris on Wednesday, the 3d. In a letter dated on the following morning, he says, " I cannot tell you, if I had the physical strength, which I have not, of the delights of our forty hours at Rouen." But the sight seeing, " though intensely interesting, proved too much for me, and I was consequently brought to Paris an invalid. I am in good hands, and decidedly convalescent." On the same day his illness became alarming, and Dr. Beylard, an eminent j)hysician, (whose views were subsequently confirmed by Drs. Ray- er and Trousseau,) being called in, pronounced his case a serious one. The disease made rapid progress, and lie continued to sink until Mondaj^, November 8tli, when he breathed his last, about twenty minutes past nine o'clock P. M. He was fully conscious of his ap- proaching death, which he anticipated with serenity and joy, and communicated to his friend and fellow-travel- ler, Mr. Frederick Brown, of Philadelphia, (who, as well as Mrs. Brown, shared with his daughters in min- istering to all his wants during his last sickness,) his final wishes, among which was the request that upon the stone to be placed over his grave at Greenwood Cemetery, in a spot designated by him before his departure, there should be inscribed the following scripture : " LOOKING FOR THE MERCY OF ®m ITorb |csus Qni&t UNTO ETERNAL LIFE.'' MEETING OF AMERICANS IN PARIS. At a Diimerons and tigUy resj^ectalble meeting of American citizens, convened November 12, 1858, at the banking-house of Messrs. Joiij!^ Mujstroe eace, perfect peace,' with em- phasis ; and then repeated the text, ' Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on thee.' " On Monday, Nov. 8th, he gradually l:)ecarae unconscious ; during the morning, however, he re- cognized both his daughters with expressions of the greatest affection, and several times repeated the words, ' I die a happy man— I die a happy man.' " ' Rock of Ages, cleft for me,' was also a phrase often repeated after a half-unconsciousness had settled upon his senses, as if his spirit sought in its expiring impulse to link the memory of the melodies of Zion with the anticipation of the songs of the redeemed." The closing scene is thus described : " You will never be able to realize, much as we may speak to you of it, how calm and beautiful, how heavenly, in what perfect harmony with all his life, his illness and death were. Mere human thoucrht could never have conceived so heavenly an end. He had, apparently, been unconscious as to out- 76 ward things since tliree o'clock, even the conscious- ness that we were beside liim, constantly waiting on Mm, seemed to have gone, but I can scarcely doubt that the soul was already rejoicing in the foretaste of immortal joy. About nine o'clock he opened his eyes a little, and then it was that the very act of death began. It would be impossible for any mortal pen to describe it ; it was like the very gentlest breath of a sweet infant, coming for a moment, then going ; we waited in breathless, mo- tionless silence for each succeeding one. It came, it went — it came, it went ; it was the most beauti- ful music that any one could ever hear in this world. Those who heard it can have some faint conception of the music of Heaven. It was, in truth, the har- mony of an immortal soul, whose muddy vesture of decay had grown so pure and heavenly, that its harmony was really audible. It was at fifteen minutes past nine that there was a longer pause — a softer breath — then just a stirring of the limbs — one breath more, and at what moment we could scarcely tell, between fifteen and twenty minutes past nine, our Father's soul sighed itself away. " There was the most j)ure and perfect expression of peace upon his face, a smile uj^ou his lips, in which you might read the whole sweet story of mortal sickness without pain, and a soul entirely prepared. They say there might be a thousand 11 deaths, and not one so calm and peaceful, or even approaching it in peace." A good thing is it for ns, my fellow- citizens and friends,— a good thing is it for us to come up into the house of God, and receive such testimony as this ! My dear friends, bereaved in the unexpected loss of one whom you have revered, loved, and honored, thank God to-day, that you have had such a friend, and that he has been spared to you so long. Congratulate him, congratulate yourselves, that his has been such a safe and happy death. To those Christian friends who have been asso- ciated with him in church privileges, and whose voices have often joined in this place with his in prayer and praise, let me say, take comfort and encouragement from the new evidence of the reality of your religion, that has been thus addressed to you. My fellow-citizens, honored members of that profession which has furnished us so many of the laws of evidence, as applicable to our religion,— so many noble specimens of Christian character in our own and in foreign lands,— from whose profession it has pleased the Holy Ghost to borrow so many fo- rensic analogies in illustration of the moral govern- ment of God,— oh! receive the testimony thus brought to you from an honored brother and asso- ciate^^nd understand how great a thing it is to be truly religious ! IS To die, is to be denuded of every thing but our moral affections. More tlian tlie glory of tliis world, — more than all the gifts of intellect, are those qualities that are nurtured in us by the S23irit of God. To be a Christian, to live as a Christian, and to die as a Christian, is the greatest of all things. Deep down beneath your politics, and your jurisj^ru- dence, and your merchandise, and all the turmoil of this life, is this consciousness of your own, that to be a believer in Jesus Christ is the one incomparable wisdom ! The testimony comes to us from those lips, now pale and sj^eechless. Oh ! that they had lan- guage to-day, and they would testify to us more elo- quently than ever, that to believe in Jesus Christ is the way to extract the sting of Death. His own happy experience is the best comment on the words of Scripture: "The sting of death is sin, — Behold the Lamb of God, that taketh away the sins of the world ! " Death is safe to him that believeth in tlie Son of God. The Hymn " JiocJc of Ages'"' was sung by the Choir. Rev. Dr. Bethune then said : — ■ I trust, my friends, you will pardon me for de- taining you a little longer from the private medita- tions which should follow a scene like this. When tidings of the death of Mr. Butler reached this 19 city, they found me in my library, and I bowed my head upon my hand, and felt the sorrow that one has in losinof a dear friend. But we had been separated so much in life, and, in fact, been so sel- dom together at any time, that I never thought of being remembered by him or his, as especially amons: the number of his friends, — thouo;h I leaned upon the thought that I might love him always. Judge, then, with what grateful pleasure, in these melancholy circumstances, I received from the rep- resentative of his family a recognition as one of those who knew him well, and a request for a few words from lips w^hich they knew were those of friendship — words that would be inspired by truth ! / My first acquaintance with Mr. Butler, was in the course of a controversy which occuj^ied many minds at the time, when we held the same views, and differed from many good men. The next time I had the j^leasure of meeting him was one of great interest. It was at Washington, when he was Attorney General of the United States. He did me the kindness of calling to see me on a Saturday, and said, " To-morrow is the Sabbath. It will be more pleasant for you to be with friends than in a public house. Come and dine with us." I went, as you may suj^pose, with great cheerfulness, thank- ful for the courtesy, and the relief which it ofiered 80 from the bustle of a noisy hotel. The dinner, plain, as a Sabbath dinner should be, I saw was evidently hurried by my host, — when his admirable wife, with that graceful vivacity which you who knew her must remember, and yet with affection that showed itself through the slight tone of badinage, said: "Now I know what you intend. You are going to take Doctor Bethune from his dinner, to see your Sunday Class." It was so. He did not hesitate to hurry me from the table, and take me into a distant part of Washington, into the gallery of a church, where there were certain square or quadrangular pews, — and he there introduced me to some six or seven boys — his Sabbath-School class. He showed a devotion to his work there, and a con- fidence that I would sympathize with him in it, that was very delightful. I do not know how it appears to you, but it struck me as one of the finest spectacles of Christian consistency that could be presented. The first law officer of the United States delis^htino; — not actino- as in a matter of form or show — but delighting to hide himself from all his honors upon God's holy day, to lead a few boys nearer to Christ ! That was Mr. Butler. My friends, religion was given to us to make us more like God — like our God : not the God of the Hindoo mythology, who lives retired from the interests of the world, absorb- 81 ed in the contemplation of liis own infinite attributes, bnt the God of constant action, the God who is ever delighting to bless, to do justice and to save ! That is the religion he had, and which we should have. I read of the religion of eminent preachers — of their services and their faith, — but I read without much astonishment. It is their business, it is their duty to be pious. I would as lief think of congrat- ulating a soldier for his courage, as wonder at a preacher because he is religious. It is an insult to a soldier, as I take it, to speak of his bravery. He should be brave as a matter of course. Then, again, I look upon that sort of religion which lies in one's diary, or in the prayer-meeting, or on the Sab- bath — (lies only there, mark you), — as of little or no account in testifying to the power of Christianity. That is religion which is to a man's daily, ordinary, constant life, what the soul is to the man, — what the life is to the body. Religion should pervade the whole of our nature and conduct, or it is not the religion of Christ. We are of various tempera- ments, and placed under different circumstances. One man has a strong physical existence, another is weak and feeble ; one has a vigorous philosophical mind, another is impulsive and warm. But it is the office of true religion to take all these differences and blend them in harmony, in those principles of faith and action which characterize the doctrine of 6 82 God's lioly Word. For tliese differences we are not resj)onsible — they belong to the personal nature God has assigned as ; and grace will work through these differences according to our peculiarities, yet will blend them all in harmony by the great prin- ci23les of faith and action taught us on the pages of God's holy word; and thus the Master provides himself with servants for every department of his work. This was the character of him whom we mourn, yet rather congratulate, for his testimony to the power of Christianity. He was a man. He put nothing away from him that was man. I do not, and, I am sure he would not, adoj)tthe sentiment casual- ly and but partially expressed by my dear and Reve- rend friend (Dr. Sprague), who " almost " regretted to find him fighting in the controversies of political life. My friends, I ask you — as he would have asked — why should a man, because he is a Christian, be un- faithful to his country ? What is the use of his re- ligion, as a citizen, if it does not consecrate him to his political duties ? I do not know how it may strike you — some of you doubtless have agreed with him, some have differed from him, and others have at vari- ous times, agreed, or differed with him, and from him, as I have, but this is true,^ — that if we had more Benjamin F. Butlees in our jDolitical life, we should have a better government and a better State. It 83 is because you, Christian men, do not do your duty as citizens at primary meetings, at the polls, and in more public offices, it is because you do not do your duty, that our land is given up so mucli to trading office-seekers, and hired gladiators. We may not all think alike, but I should as soon tbink of ex- communicating a man from my Christian symjDathy because be was a Baptist or an Episcopalian, as of denying a man's patriotism because his views of political expediency or doctrine were not the same as my own. It is preposterous to say that where a country, like ours, is divided so nearly into two great parties, that one or the other half of the nation, must be either rogues or fools. But when we have men of large and noble minds and sentiments to discuss those questions of diifer- ence, — when we have men whose hearts are con- trolled by responsibility to God, who in all the earnestness of working out their own salvation, can- not forget the interests of their country, as public servants, then may we hope for better things than now. The character of Mr. Butler was consistent throughout. "Whatever might have been said of him in the hurly-burly of pohtical strife, — in the glow and heat of party contest, — there is not one who can stand beside that coffin, and say of the sleeper within it, that he was not a true man. I beg pardon for allowing myself to be led so 84 far out on this subject, but I feel strongly what I say. When the great Pompey was sick at Neapolis, and was supposed to be near death, the whole population put garlands on their heads, and went to the house in which he lay, to congratulate him upon so happy and easy a close of such an honored life. He recovered, and he recovered to die at last, assassinated by a eunuch and a slave upon a desert shore. My friends, I have more of congratulation for the spirit which animated this clay than I have of grief He lived well; he died well; and now he lives for ever more ! Not a shadow over his pre- cious memory, except the softening light of that blessed evening, the precursor of a morning which shall never fade. No abatement of his natural strength, — no failure of his strong mind, — no chill of his ardent heart : nothing to regret : all to hope for. Did he not die well ? It was in a foreign land, — ^but those who were dearest to his heart, brought home about his bed, — and Paris is as near to Heaven as New York. He died well. And he went to his heavenly home, not unwelcomed. There was one to meet him on the very threshold of his Father's house — one, after whom we may believe his heart, since he lost her for a brief season, never ceased to yeal-n. He died well ! He lives for ever ! 85 He was a man whose piety was his life, and you will pardon me for recurring to that theme for a moment. My dear mother said to me once, of a person whose manner I had spoken well of : "My son, he puts on his politeness as he does his best coat. Give me a man whose politeness is in his skin ! " So it was in Mr. Butlee's religion. It was part of himself There was no affectation about it. No one ever supposed there was. It shone out of his bright eye (can it be, that that bright eye will never shine on us again), it beamed from his coun- tenance, — it came from his heart, — it was a trans- figuration from within, that made his life so beauti- ful in all the grace and kindness of a Christian gentleman. Let me say one word more, as I look over this assembly. I am a younger man than Mr. Butlee, though a difference of ten years is not what it was when we were boys. I see before me many, of every period of life, some older, some younger. But how many are absent ? How many of those who were associated with us, — whom we have loved, and honored, and cherished, — with whom we have walked together, — how many have gone, — and how rapidly is the number diminishing ! We must all come to it, my friends. We, too, must die, and die soon. Are we ready ? PRISON ASSOCIATION. At a special meeting of the Prison Association of New York, tlie following resolutions, presented by Jajies H. Titus, were unanimously adopted : Resolved^ That the Prison Association of New York, deeply sympathize in the general lament produced by the death of Ben- jamin F. Butler, and have peculiar cause for such sorrow, inas- much as he was one of the most efficient of those individuals who first projected and organized this institution, and has continued since, by official services, wise counsel, and material aid, to pro- mote its usefulness. Resolved^ That in the life and character of Benjamin F. Butler, we acknowledge a pattern worthy of imitation by those who venerate virtue and love truth ; seeing that he was, as a jurist, learned and upright ; as a statesman, sagacious in discern- ment, bold in position, and prudent in action ; as a patriot, pure and firm ; as a citizen, discreet and active ; as a man, faithful in business and exact in moral rectitude ; as a Christian, zealous without enthusiasm, devout without superstition, charitable and catholic in spirit, showing his faith by his works. Resolved, That the members of this institution tender their condolence to the family of our deceased associate, and that a copy of these resolutions be transmitted to them as evidence of our appreciation of his memory. 87 After wliicL, on motion of Iseael Russell, the Board adjourned to attend tlie funeral of their de- ceased member. JAMES H. TITUS, President. John H. Griscom, Ohairman Ex. Com. Jaivies C. HoLDEisr, Hec. See. LAW DEPARTMENT OF THE NEW YORK UNIVERSITY. At a meeting of the Students of the Law De- partment of the New York University, November 27th, 1858 ; the following preamble and resolutions were unanimously adopted : Whereas^ The sad intelligence of the death of the Hon. Ben- jamin F. Butler has recently been received with sorrow by this community, which for so many years, he has, by his public and private virtues so eminently adorned : and Whereas, The deceased was for a period of more than twenty years, intimately connected with the interests of this University, and for a long time its principal Professor of the Department of Law : therefore Bcsolved, That the friends of the Institution, as well as the community at large, have, in this bereavement, been deprived of one of its most efficient and worthy members ; and that it is with emotions of profound sorrow, that we pay this tribute of respect to the memory of one, who secured, while living, the esteem and admiration of all with whom he was associated. By ^ Mi 88 his fine acquirements as a scliolar, as well as by his fine personal qualities, he had attained an enviable position at the Bar ; while by his labors in the cause of private benevolence, and public charities, he had endeared himself to the hearts of this whole community. On motion of Mr. E. B. Holmes, it was resolved, That a copy of tlie preamble and resolutions, as adopted, be sent to the family of the deceased. GILEAD B. NASH, per President. William Wirt Hewett, Secretary. » t « NEW YOEK TYPOGRAPHICAL SOCIETY. At the meeting of the New York Typographical Society on Saturday ev-ening, the following resolu- tions were offered, and after remarks from several members, were unanimously adopted : Whereas^ The Society have learned with regret the death of one of our most esteemed honorary members, the Hon. Benjamin F. Bdtlek, which sad event recently took place in Paris, whither he had gone for the benefit of his health ; and Whereas, Mr. Butler took a deep interest in our welfare, and had proposed some important improvements in regard to our library, which, had he been spared to consummate, would, in all probability, have placed it in a position to compete in usefulness with any similar institution in the city; therefore, Resolved, That in consideration of the loss this Society has sustained in the death of Mr. Butler, as well as to pay an hum- ble tribute of our esteem and respect to his memory, the Printers' Free Library be draped in mourning for one month. 09 I LIBRARY OF CONGRESS lilHIIilllll II I Hill 011 838 167 1 ^