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prayer ! The affliction opened anew his early wound in 

 the death of Trumbull, and he mourned with us. 



It is no small satisfaction that of the twenty-three grand- 

 children living at the time of his death, all but two will 

 remember, and in different degrees appreciate, the noble 

 person, warm heart, and loving manner that were their 

 knowledge of a grandfather. 



I am tempted to close this pleasant task by quoting the 

 words of one who was among us for a few hours only, within 

 the last four years : " When I saw your father, vigorous 

 though venerable, and in the evening of life surrounded by 

 such a posterity, my thoughts went back to the times of 

 primitive peace, and as my lips were about to frame the 

 word, the ' Patriarch ' spake for himself. They were always 

 sublime to me, and Genesis a favorite book for its beautiful 

 family relationships which my own wants ever led me to 

 value so highly." 



And thus it ever was, and with increasing beauty as this 

 life brightened into the perfect day. None came within 

 the circle of his kindness and how far and wide it ex- 

 tended who did not feel themselves improved, comforted, 

 and armed with new courage to seek that excellence which 

 in him was so lovely because so full of love. 



NEW HAVEN, November 18, 1865. 



That the estimate of a father's excellence, which 

 has been presented above, is not overdrawn, is shown 

 by the following letter from the accomplished lawyer 

 who was for several years an inmate of his house- 

 hold. 



JUDGE S. J. ANDREWS TO G. P. FISHER. 



CLEVELAND, June 30, 1865. 



DEAR SIR, Your favor of the 10th inst. was duly 

 received, but found me so much occupied that I was un- 

 able to give it immediate attention. 



