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absorbed in business. A little too speculative on 

 those nice questions, which a wise man shuns as the 

 secret things that belong to God. A little too distant 

 and reserved. A little given to superstition, and not 

 altogether free from prejudice. Where he felt, he felt 

 deeply ; and on one subject, on which we differed toto 

 ccelo, the only question on which we differed, he may 

 have indulged a little too much of a hardness, which 

 was foreign to his nature, although I never saw it in 

 the closest intercourse we ever held, and the most 

 unreserved discussions, in which we freely indulged. 

 But this said, all is said, that can be truthfully said 

 of his failings. 



I knew him in his boyhood and manhood ; from the 

 day when we dreamed dreams together, and builded 

 those castles in the air that were all so gorgeous in 

 their bubble existence, to the day of his death. In 

 all that period of time, we were placed in the closest 

 possible contact with each other, with no concealment 

 on any subject, and scarcely a divided sentiment. In 

 boyhood and manhood, he was high toned, just, exact, 

 sincere, honest and accommodating. A more moral 

 boy never breathed a truer boy, or one freer from 

 the taint of meanness, I never knew. This testimony, 

 borne here on the spot where his manhood was devel- 

 oped, is but sheer justice to his memory. 



What he was in maturer years, you knew as well 

 as I did. Refined in his manners, a gentleman in the 

 true sense of the word, he seemed to me to be gov- 

 erned in his intercourse with others by that conside- 

 rate thoughtfulness and steady adherence to principle, 

 which commands the respect it pays. Systematic in 

 his business engagements, and scrupulously exact, his 

 word was his bond. At the council board, in the com- 

 mittee room, he was punctual to the hour ; and when 



