it clothed him; his judgment was as a robe and a diadem.  He was eyes to the blind, and feet was he to the lame.  The cause which he knew not he searched out, and he broke the jaws of the wicked, and plucked the spoil out of its teeth.”

He moved that a copy of this resolution be forwarded in an official form to the estimable partner of his life, and the children of his love, accompanied by an assurance of our deepest sympathy, in view of their great bereavement.

Several spoke in support of the Resolution, which was unanimously and cordially adopted.

The Committee of the Prison Association desired to have public funeral solemnities, and the family complied with their wishes.  Churches of various denominations were immediately offered for the purpose, including the meeting-houses of both branches of the Society of Friends.  The Tabernacle was accepted.  Judge Edmonds, who had been an efficient co-laborer, and for whom Friend Hopper had a strong personal affection, offered a feeling tribute to the virtues and abilities of his departed friend.  He was followed by Lucretia Mott, a widely known and highly respected minister among Friends.  In her appropriate and interesting communication, she dwelt principally upon his efforts in behalf of the colored people; for whose sake she also had encountered obloquy.

The Society of Friends in Hester-street, to which he had formerly belonged, offered the use of their burying-ground.  It was kindly meant; but his children deeply felt the injustice of their father’s expulsion from that Society, for no other offence than following the dictates of his own conscience.  As his soul had been too much alive for them, when it was in the body, their unity with the lifeless form was felt to avail but little.

The body was conveyed to Greenwood Cemetery, followed only by the family, and a very few intimate friends.  Thomas McClintock, a minister in the Society of Friends, addressed some words of consolation to the bereaved family, as they stood around the open grave.  Lucretia Mott affectionately commended the widow to the care of the children.  In the course of her remarks, she said, “I have no unity with these costly monuments around me, by which the pride and vanity of man strive to extend themselves beyond the grave.  But I like the idea of burial grounds where people of all creeds repose together.  It is pleasant to leave the body of our friend here, amid the verdant beauty of nature, and the sweet singing of birds.  As he was a fruitful bough, that overhung the wall, it is fitting that he should not be buried within the walls of any sectarian enclosure.”

Three poor little motherless German boys stood hand in hand beside the grave.  Before the earth was thrown in, the eldest stepped forward and dropped a small bouquet on the coffin of his benefactor.  He had gathered a few early spring flowers from the little garden plot, which his kind old friend used to cultivate with so much care, and with childish love and reverence he dropped them in his grave.