ness; and, two days before he ceased to breathe, it struggled into 

 utterance in a few faintly-whispered words, which expressed and ear- 

 nestly inculcated a cheerful and complete acceptance of the will of 

 God with regard to him. 



The funeral took place on Saturday, Oct. 9, at Appleton Chapel, 

 and was the occasion of an impressive gathering of people of great 

 and various mark. The attendance included a very full representa- 

 ion of the various faculties and governing boards of the University; 

 a large deputation of officers of the United-States Coast and Geodetic 

 Survey, headed by the superintendent and the chief assistant ; dele- 

 gations of eminent professors from Yale College and the Johns Hop- 

 kins University ; many members of the class of 1829 ; and a great 

 number of other friends of the deceased. The pall-bearers were : 



President Charles W. Eliot. 



Ex-President Thomas Hill, Pastor of the First 

 Parish Church, Portland, Me. 



Capt. C. P. Patterson, Superintendent of the 

 United-States Coast Survey. 



Professor J. J. Sylvester, of the Johns Hop- 

 kins University. 



Hon. J. Ingersoll Bowditch. 



Professor Simon Newcomb, Superintendent 

 of the American Ephemeris and Nauti- 

 cal Almanac. 



Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes. 



Professor Joseph Levering. 



Dr. Morrill Wyman. 



A beautiful and simple service was conducted by the Rev. A. P. 

 Peabody and the Rev. James Freeman Clarke ; nor could any thing 

 be more congenial to the sentiments of those who were familiar with 

 Professor Peirce's own character and tastes than the expression that 

 was given in music, and which nothing but music could so fully give, 

 to the feeling of the hour, through the chant and the organ, and by 

 one moving voice, inspired by memories of affectionate interest and 

 genial sympathy and admiration to its noblest utterance. 



It was a day brimming with the sweet magnificence of autumn, 

 its generous and tender gladness in truest harmony with the bright, 

 rich, and ever-youthful nature of him whose image filled so many 

 hearts. X. Y. Z. 



