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often his voice has been heard at great gatherings, in conventions, at banquet boards and in memorial meetings. This comfort- able home on Franklin park square has been our city's golden milestone, where all our main traveled streets converged. When our friends came from afar their visits were consummated when they had called upon our first citizen. How wide the doors. How generous the hospitality of that home ! How unfailing the cour- tesy of that genial host! How courtly his manner! All in all we shall not look upon his like again. And now he is gone Bloomington can never be again just what it was when Mr. Stevenson was alive. The old homestead on the park square will be eloquent in its loneliness. We shall miss the courtly figure from our streets and seek in vain the outstretched hand of greeting. But nothing, thank God! can deprive us of his memory. Today loving friends and neighbors will lay our chief citizen to rest by the side of the wife of his youth and not far from that illustrious group of his old-time friends, who have gone on be- fore David Davis and Matthew T. Scott; Isaac Phillips and Gen. McNulta; Lawrence Weldon and Robert Williams, and in the years to come what the tomb of Clay is to Lexington, what the shrine of Jefferson is to Monticello, so shall the grave of Stevenson be to Bloomington. REMARKS OF REV. J. N. ELLIOTT "If we were assembled here to give public welcome to Mr. Stevenson, returning from the fulfillment of the labors of state or from the completion of some mission abroad, what an occasion

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