around! Who can realize that the workings of that mighty mind have
ceased, that the throbbings of that gallant heart are stilled, that the
mighty sweep of that graceful arm will be felt no more, and the magic of
that eloquent tongue, which spake as spake no other tongue besides, is
hushed hushed for ever! Who can realize that freedom's champion, the
champion of a civilized world and of all tongues and kindreds of people,
has indeed fallen! Alas, in those dark hours of peril and dread which our
land has experienced, and which she may be called to experience again, to
whom now may her people look up for that counsel and advice which only
wisdom and experience and patriotism can give, and which only the
undoubting confidence of a nation will receive? Perchance in the whole
circle of the great and gifted of our land there remains but one on whose
shoulders the mighty mantle of the departed statesman may fall; one who
while we now write is doubtless pouring his tears over the bier of his
brother and friend brother, friend, ever, yet in political sentiment as
far apart as party could make them. Ah, it is at times like these that
the petty distinctions of mere party disappear. We see only the great,
the grand, the noble features of the departed statesman; and we do not
even beg permission to bow at his feet and mingle our tears with those
who have ever been his political adherents--we do [not] beg this
permission, we claim it as a right, though we feel it as a privilege.
Henry Clay belonged to his country--to the world; mere party cannot claim
men like him. His career has been national, his fame has filled the
earth, his memory will endure to the last syllable of recorded time.

"Henry Clay is dead! He breathed his last on yesterday, at twenty minutes
after eleven, in his chamber at Washington. To those who followed his
lead in public affairs, it more appropriately belongs to pronounce his
eulogy and pay specific honors to the memory of the illustrious dead. But
all Americans may show the grief which his death inspires, for his