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Notices of her Death, and the Services at her Funeral,

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REV. FREDERICK HOWARD W I NKs.

Pastor of the First Presbyterian Church.

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RAND, MoNALLT'A CO., PRINTERS, bl CLARE STREET.
L868.

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IN MEMORY OF

M US. LYMAN TUMBTJ]

Julia Maria J ayne, the eldest child of Dr. Gershom
and Sibyl Jayne, who were among the first settlers of
Springfield, 111., was born at that place, June 3, 1824.
She was educated at Monticello Seminary, one of the
best and mo3t flourishing female seminaries in the country.
June 21, 184.3, at the age of nineteen, she was married to
Lyman Trumbull, who then resided at Belleville, III. In
1846, on a profession of faith, she united with the I si
Presbyterian Church of Springfield, 111., and afterwards,
by letter, with churches of the same denomination at
Belleville and Alton, where she at different periods
resided. Her views of redeeming grace and the future
life were fixed and remarkably clear. She entertained
no more doubt of a future life of blessedness for those
who put their trust in Jesus, than she did of the rising of
the morrow's sun. Wherever she was, she was always
active in promoting the interests of the church, and
advancing the cause of the Redeemer's Kingdom.

She was the mother of six children, all boys, three of
whom, the first, third and fifth, preceded her to the other
world, leaving three surviving, of the respective agi
twenty-two, seventeen and six. the two younger of whom
were with her at the time of her decease. Her efforts to
train up her children in the Christian faith were unceas-

ing. At the time of her deatli, the family were house-
. keeping in Washington City.

She was first taken ill in December, when she was con-
fined to her room some ten days. She was afterwards
able to be about for several months, but never well. June
11 th, under the advice of a physician, she confined her-
self to her room, but it was not till the middle of July,
that she became so feeble as to be compelled to keep her
bed. Her illness, though protracted, was attended with
little pain, and she remarked only a few days before her
death, that it was wonderful with how little suffering
she had been brought so near death's door. She re-
tained her consciousness till almost the last moment.
When, in answer to her inquiry, she was informed, the
day before her death, by her attending physician, that
she could not probably survive beyond another morning,
she was not in the least discomposed by the announce-
ment, but during the afternoon directed what disposition
should be made of some of her effects, not forgetting a
faithful domestic who had been very kind during her
illness. She also called the two younger children who
were at home to her bedside, and expressed to the older
the hope that he and his absent brother would become
Christian men. To her little six-year-old boy, she said,
" Try to be like Jesus." An hour and twenty minutes
before her death she said to her husband: "My dear, I
believe I am going, — I did not expect it, but Jesus is a
better friend than any other." Twenty minutes later the
deatli struggle began, and she was in great distress, asking
to be lifted up, to be turned in bed, and to have something
done for her, when her mother said to her : " My child,
don't you know you are dying? We have done for you
all we can. You are now in the hands of the Lord, who
has promised to go with you through the dark valley, if
you only trust in him. Don't you trust in him ir She

assented, and from thai moment became perfectly calm.
The i>nl\ woids she afterwards uttered, were, " Blessed
Father, come." She expired al eight o'clock and twenty
minutes, Sunday morning, Augusl LO, L868, bj Bimply
ceasing to breathe, without a struggle or the slightest
movement of any kind. Thus passed away a true wife, a
devoted mother, a sincere Christian, □ noble woman.

The funeral at Springfield, took place August 20th,
from the house of her brother, Dr. William Jayne. The
funeral exercises were commenced by singing the 619th
hymn, commencing, "Hear what the voice from Heaven
proclaims," which was followed bythe readingofthe 21st
chapter of Revelations, by Rev. Dr. Beown, who also
made an earnest prayer. The 395th hymn, commencing,
" Four harps, ye trembling saints," was then sung, after
which the Rev. Frederick II. Wines, Past of of the 1st
Presbyterian Church, at Springfield, delivered the follow-
ing discourse.

ADDRESS

DELIVERED AT THE FUNERAL OF

MRS. LYMAN TRUMBULL

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AUGUST SO, J SOS,

BY FREDERICK HOWARD WINES.

" Father, I will that they whom thou hast given me, be with me, where I
am." Joiin 17: 24.

In the presence of death, we feel that we are in the presence of
God. We may say, with Jacob at Bethel, How dreadful is this
place ! this is none other but the house of God, and this is the
gate of heaven.

" The gate of heaven ;" call death by this name, and at once
you rob it of its sting. It matters nothing, that it is a gate so
narrow that the soul, in passing through it, must needs leave the
body behind. To part with the suffering, perishable clay, which
in life was felt to be a burden and a fetter, is a cheap price to pay
for that ravishing delight, with which the ransomed spirit surveys,
for the first time, the vision of beauty and of glory spread out
before it, when it has passed through the gate and is admitted into
Paradise.

I cannot doubt, nor do yon, that to her whose remains to-day
wc bury, death was indeed the gate of heaven. Except her
immediate relatives, no one perhaps knew better than I, the
inward religious experience of her heart. I do not stand upon
this sad and solemn spot for the first time to-day. We all remem-
ber when, little more than a year ago, we assembled here to bury
her father, who died in my anus, and 1 spoke at his funeral. An
inmate of the family, then, 1 was necessarily broughi into close
contact with Mrs. Trumbull, at a time when she fell the natural
impulse of a fresh grief, to unbosom itself to every sympathizing

friend, capable of pointing a sufferer to the only true sourc*
oonsolation, in Christ Of her earl} life, especially her early
religious history her birth in L824, her marriage in L848, her
admission to the Sacramenl of the Lord's Supper in L846, l>r.
Bergen, her firsl pastor, will speak. I will only say that her
conversation, at the time of her Bore bereavement, revealed an
unusually intense conviction of the infinite lo G id, an equally
sti-onir realization of the immortality ot the soul, an unhesitating
faith in the efficacy of prayer, and a childlike submission to tin-
will of her heavenly Father; four distinct marks of the woi
the Holy Ghost within her. She trusted in Christ as her Saviour,
and felt thai < rod, in giving his Son to die for our sins, proved Him-
self incapable of injustice or unkindness toward us, however
may be the trials through which He calls us to pass. 5fou k
how the Christian love in her heart manifested itself in works of
active benevolence. Possessed of an unusually vigorous intellect,
decided in all her convictions, and always able to give an intelli-
gent reason for cherishing them, she was fitted to adorn and did
adom society; but found her chief happiness in domestic cares
and tbe free intercourse of the family circle. There the lovelii
and sincerity of her character slione forth with mild effulgence 5Ti I
she was not so selfishly attached to her home, that she could not leave
it cheerfully, when any deed of charity demanded her attention.
She was President, and the leading active spirit of the National
Soldiers' and Sailors' Orphans' Home, in Washington. Theoffi
the children, the lady directors, of that noble institution, will miss
her wise counsel, her loving sympathy and energetic aid. And
this, though it was her principal, was very far from being her only
daily Christain work.

You who were not privileged to be with her in her last hours.
will wish to know some of the more interesting incidents of her
illness and death, 'flic disease of which she died took firm hold
of her constitution, last December. For eighl months she was an
invalid, the victim of a lingering but not a painful malady. The
lasl two months of her life were spent in bed. During all this
time she evinced the utmost patience, fortitude and courage. To
the very last, she expected to recover. When, three days before
her death, the physician in attendance informed her that her com-
plaint was fatal, she received the intelligence with perfect com-
posure, and re]. lied. •• I am in the hands of the Lord He

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knows what is best He always does what is best." Her
mother asked her if she had any message for her sons. Her
answer was, "Walter and Perry know what is right: lean-
not say any more to them than I have said." She died
upon the morning of the Sabbath, the day when Christ arose
from the dead. Very early that morning she exclaimed, " I
am going. I feel that 1 am going." Her sister said to her, " Yes,
sister, going home to dwell forever with the Saviour." She
sweetly whispered, " Yes, darling."' To the very last she retained
her consciousness and her mental faculties. Pier physician, who
remained with her in the house, for a month before her death, and
became deeply attached to her, and who is present as a mourner
to-day, said to me that he had seen many deathbeds, but none like
this, so perfectly tranquil. It made him think of the familiar
stanza,

So fades a summer cloud away,

So sinks the gale, when storms are o'er,
So gently shuts the eye of day,

So dies a wave along- the shore.

Or of the lines by Bryant.

So live, that when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan, that moves
To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,
Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night
Scourged to his dungeon ; but, sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave,
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.

Her last words were, " Blessed Father ! come! '*
The children of the Orphan Asylum, wearing the badge of
mourning, followed her to the ear which received and bore her
precious dust home lor burial, to be laid in the grave precisely one
year from the day when, sad but hopeful, she last left this house
for the national capital. What sad reminiscences of her last jour-
ney home docs this coming home1 bring to mind ! Then she came
to imprint the last, kiss upon her father's Brow, and found him in
his coffin. To-day she lies m her own coffin, clad for the tomb.
The flowers which rest above her, have no beauty or perfume for
her, nor can they illume the gloom of our own hearts.

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Yet we must not \ ield to gloom. Grief will have
The heart will ache. Tears will force themselves to the
And < rod hears the groans in spirit, which nre too Bternh
to break the solemn silence of this assembly. Bui lei us, if we
can. forgel that she is dead, and think of her as among thea
in heaven.

Ami where is heaven '.'

All that we know of heaven, we know from the Word of God.
We know bul little, at best We cannol tell how far the descrip-
tions of heaven by the inspired penmen are literal and how far
they are figurative. Yet when we pul together the hints as to the
nature of the coming glory, scattered through the Bible, and com-
pare Scripture with Scripture, an image of delight is formed in
our minds, which must correspond to the reality, at least
shadow corresponds in size and outline to the bodv by which it is
cast

Heaven ls a place. "Father!" prays our Lord in the 1
"Father, I will that they whom thou hast given me be with me,
when I inn." The saints are somewhere They are not on earth.
They do not till immensity. Where they are. where the risen Re-
deemer is, there is heaven. Where heaven is, in space, we cannol tell.
Secret things belong unto the Lord our God. Bui it is as truly
a place, as this room is a place. Our departed sister's body is here.
Her immortal soul is there ; retaining, alter death, its individual
existence and (if I may say so) its constitutional characteristics
those mental traits peculiar to herself, which so endeared her to
her friends upon earth. The Bible lends no .-auction to the
notion, taught by a false and unchristian philosophy, that as tin-
drops of rain lose themselves in the mighty ocean, so, after death,
are the individual spirits of men merged in the one infinite spirit,
which pervades the universe.

Whether the descriptions of heaven in the Bible are to be taken
literally, is an altogether different question, [s heaven a city? is
it lour-square? has it precisely twelve gates, three on each •
and twelve foundations, each of a separate precious stone? and
di ies the tree of life in the midst of it bear a fresh variety of fruit
every month in the year ? The- tnents are no more literal

than that other statement, that heaven has precisely one hundred
and forty-four thousand inhabitants. They wen
understood literally, when they were written. Thejasperwi

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resting upon a foundation of priceless jewels, the golden streets
the gates of pearl, the throne of God and of the Lamb in the
midst of the city, the stream of crystal, life-giving water, forever
springing up from the foot of the throne and flowing through the
streets in a perpetual tide, the over-arching trees of life skirting its
banks on either side, are tin' symbols, in earthly language, of spir-
itual blessedness, which all human speech, however gorgeous the
imagery employed, is powerless to express.

But souls, as well as bodies, possess the attribute of locality ;
and we are not authorized to deny that heaven is a place, because we
understand the last two chapters of the Apocalypse in a spiritual
sense.

Nor can we affirm that there are, in heaven, no physical delights,
adapted to the gratification of the celestial bodies, with which,
according to God's holy Word, the dead who die in Christ, are, at
the resurrection, to be endowed. Upon this subject, let us avoid
unhallowed, and unprofitable speculation.

Wherever and whatever heaven may be, it is a place of perfect
HAPPINESS.

To conceive of the happiness of heaven, we must consider, what
are the elements of true spiritual happiness in the present life?

What is it that disturbs your own peace ? Is it pain of body or
of mind? is it religious doubt? is it poverty? is it unsatisfied
ambition ? is it domestic care ? is it business perplexity ? is it sep-
aration from loved friends? is it the pressure of disgrace? is it
sin in others ? Or is it no present difficulty, but the recollection
of one which is past, or the apprehension of one to come ? In
heaven there exist no such causes of mental disturbance. Thank
God! there is no night, there!

No groans shall mingle with the songs,
Which warble from immortal tongues.

There, the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary are at
rest. God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes, and there
shall be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, neither shall
there be any more pain. Freedom from suffering, coupled with
the certainty that to all eternity no suffering can enter heaven, is
itself an unspeakable mercy, and one which, did it stand alone,
ought to reconcile us to death.

But blessed are the dead that die in the Lord, "in thy pres-

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ence," sings the Psalmist, "is fullness of joy; al thy right band,
there are | ileasures l< nevermore."

Our of the erreatesl of these pleasures, in anticipation, is reunion
with departed friends. In beaven, the mother shall again i
her babe to her bosom ; the child pillow its bead once more upon
a parent's heart ; brother embrace brother ; Bister, Bister ; and hus-
band and wife renew the fond, familiar intercourse of former 5
Such reunion awaits us: she whose loss to-day we mourn, has
already experienced it. There arc some who hear me, who Btand
before us like withered trees, (leafless at the top, ready to fall with
a crash at the feet of their younger, greener companions in the for-
est), who have more friends on the other side of the river, than
upon this. How gladly would they In- there, rather than herel
Hear friends, I do not doubl that we shall recognize one another
in heaven. Why should we doubt it?

But the chief joy of heaven will be the sight of Jesus, our dear
Lord and Saviour. " Where I am, there shall also my servant In-."
To behold the pierced hands and 1'eet. to thrust our hand into the
wound made by the spear which pierced his side, will make us
realize the infinite degree of his love, as we have never yet realized
it. It will awaken in our hearts a far deeper love for Christ than
any which we have hitherto experienced. To see the crown of
thorns exchanged lor a crown of glory — how will it ravish our
hearts! Oh for the time, when we too may fall at Christ's feet,
and cast our crowns before him, and rising, join in the SOI
praise which ascends from ten thousand times ten thousand joyful
tongues. "Unto him that loved us, and washed us from our sins
in his own blood, and hath made us kings and priests unto (>
and his Father : to him be glory and dominion tor ever and ever.
Amen." We shall behold the King in his beauty : and we shall
be like him, for we shall see him as he is.

One more thought, and I have done. Heaven is a place . » t"
PERFECT HOLINES&

I scarcely know whether this thought is more delightful or
more terrible.

To be admitted into the society of spirits of spotless purity, is
a glorious privilege : but how can we, who are stained with sin.

enter heaven? To all who reject Christ the Saviour declares,

"Where I am, thither ye cannot come." There shall in no wise
enter into it anything that defileth, neither whatsoever worketh

abomination, or makcth a lie.

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"There is doI a just man upon earth that doeth good and
sinneth not" " All have sinned, and comeshort of the glory of
( ro I." Who, then, can be saved ?

We enter heaven, not by virtue of our own righteousness, but
on account of the righteousness of Christ our Redeemer. This is
gospel of Christ No other gospel can ever reach and
console and elevate a world sunk in sin and conscious of its
degradation. This was the gospel which Mrs. Trumbull believed,
ami her faith in it gave her strength to triumph over death. We
are saved, not for our sake, but for Christ's sake. The blood of
.Jesus Christ, God's Son, eleanseth us from all sin. lie died for
our sins, and in dying, redeemed us from everlasting death. Our
sins, however numerous or aggravated they may be, are no barrier
to our salvation, if we accept and trust in Christ as our Saviour.
For Christ's sake, God pardons our transgressions.

But salvation includes more than mere deliverance from con-
demnation. It involves freedom from pollution. Without
holiness, no man shall see the Lord.

The holiness of heaven constitutes one of its chief glories.
On earth, the most devoted follower of Christ is conscious of
inward conflicts, of whose intensity the world does not dream.
Often he is compelled to cry out, with Paul, Oh wretched man
that I am ! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?
But in heaven we shall be no longer exposed to temptation, from
within or from without. The tears shed over our shortcomings
and failures in duty will be forever dried. Doubts will no more
distress us. Perfect love will cast out fear. We shall be pure,
as Christ himself is pure.

Into this state of absolute happiness and perfect purity the
soul which animated this tabernacle of flesh has been admitted.
Why should we weep (or her? We cannot, We do not, If
we weep, it is that we are left behind.

The vital power of Christianity consists not so much in the
strength and fullness of the historical evidence of its truth, as in
the purity of its precepts and in the abundance of its consolations.
At the bedside of the sick and of the dying, at the mouth of the
grave, infidelity is abashed and powerless; false religions afford
no comfort; the dying and the bereaved alike feel their need of
a Living, loving ( Ihrist

In one short hour, the last shovelful of earth will be heaped

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upon this prostrate, unconscious body: will our sister have
ceased to exist? I ask you, her mother. I ask you, ber •
I ask you. her two brothers. I ask you, her sons, now orphana
I ask you, her widowed husband. I ask all who hear me, who
have ever lost a friend by death, [s the dutiful daughter, the
sympathizing sister, the affectionate and devoted mother, the
faithful wife, dead? Eer bodv is dead: but was there in her
no immortal principle which still survives? no bouI, redeemed
by the blood of Christ, renewed by the power of <i<»r.- Spirit,
and now. blessed 1"' God I with the ransomed above? Will
materialism satisfy the loving instincts oi the heart at Buch an
hour as this '.'

No! when those whom we love die, the fogs of metaphysical
doubl are dissipated. The invisible world is no longer invisible
We awake from our dreams. God draws near. We hear his
voice, Be ye also ready! Prepare to meet thy God !

Forwe must remember that if weaccepl the Bible doctrine of
eternal life, we are compelled to accept, together with it. the B
doctrine of perdition, [f our friends are taken to heaven, and
through our tears we smile to think of their joy, we musl not
forget that they attained everlasting life, not by any merit of their
own, but by the grace of God offered them in Christ and by them
freely accepted. II we would rejoin them, we musl exercise the
same simple faith, we must possess the same sincere love, we must
enter upon the same self-denying service of him who died, that
we might live.

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The Rev. Dr. Berokn followed with some touching
remarks concerning the early life and character of the
deceased, when the exercises were concluded by singing
the 622nd hymn, commencing, " Why do we mourn de-
parted friends." The bodywas borne to Oak Ridge Cem-
etery, followed by a large procession, and deposited by
the side of those of the three children who had gone
before.

The following are some of the notices of Mrs. Trum-
bull's death, published in different papers of the country,
showing the estimation in which she was held by the
public.

Appended, is also a copy of one of many letters of
condolence received by Senator Trumbull.

Death of Mrs. Senator Trumbull. — To the readers of the
Star, who have been apprised through our columns from time to
time of the critical condition of this estimable lady, the announce-
ment of her death will occasion no surprise. She died yesterday
morning at 8 : 20 o'clock at her husband's residence, on 1st street, be-
ween East ( Japitol and North B streets, Capitol Hill. Her piety and
amiable character endeared her to a large circle of relatives and
friends, ami by them her death will be mourned, no less than by a
large class of humble and indigent persons, to whom, by her
unceasing and active charitable efforts, she had become known as a
ministering angel for the relief of want and alleviation of suffering.

She was President of the National Soldiers' and Sailors' Orphans'
Home, and by her persevering efforts in the behalf of the orphans
and other needy ones, did a vast amount of good. Almost her
l;i-i absence from home was the occasion of a visit to Arlington
Eeights, on the 30th of May, when she assisted in the good work
of strewing the graves of our deceased soldiers with garlands of
(•\-ei-greens and (lowers. She died at the age of forty -four, and the

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grief of ber husband, children, and immediate friends, is truly
beart-rendering. In ber Last illness, Mrs. Trumbull was attended
byProf Smith, oi Baltimore, and Drs. Baxter, Lincoln, Ball, and
Eood, of this city, the last named remaining with her most of the
time.

The remains of Mrs. Senator Trumbull will be taken to Spring-
field, 111., this afternoon, and will be accompanied by Senator
Trumbull and his two sons. Mis. Trumbull's mother, and
and Dr. Eood, her family physician. One ol her sons is absenl in
Montana. A special car has been chartered for the occasion, which
will take the family ami body home without, change of car. At
the o'clock this afternoon brief religious exercises will take place
at the residence on Capitol Bill, under the direction of the !>'■ ..
John Chester, pastor oJ the Capitol Hill Presbyterian Church, pre-
paratory to the transmission of the remains to the depot /•>, ning
Shir, Washington, Aug. 17, 1868.

Death of Mrs. Senator Trumbull. — Mrs. Senator Trumbull
died yesterday morning a1 the residence of her husband, on Capi-
tol Hill, alter a long illness. The death ol' this estimable lady
causes profound sorrow in the circle in which she moved, and
also among the large number who were the recipients of her gen-
erous charities. — Washington Chronicle.

The many friends of Mrs. Senator Trumbull — a true and i
character — will be Idled with sorrow to lean; of her death. It
has been known to the public for some time pasl that she was
seriously ill, but we had seen no statement which led us to expect
a latal result. Fine in her appearance, pleasing in her demeanor,
kind in her disposition, she was a beautiful specimen of a wife
and mother — of a lady and woman. All good hearts will sympa-
thize with her husband in his bereavement .Y > Iii<l-j»n-
<l< at.

Ix MEMORIAM — MRS. SeNATOB Tim MBULL. — Our entire com.
munity deeply sympathizes with Hon. Lyman Trumbull in the
sad and heart-breaking bereavement which he has sustained in the
death of his beloved wile. The loss to him is utterly irrepa:.

Mrs. Julia Javne Trumbull was the oldest child of the late Dr.

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Gershom Jayne, of this city. She was born in Springfield, on the
-!rcl day of June, 1824 ; was raised here and educated at Monticello,
Madison county, Illinois; and was married to Hon. Lyman Trum-
bull in dune, 1843.

Vrw women were Mrs. Trumbull's equals in all those traits of
character which make the accomplished lady and beloved Christian
wile and mother. In this community where her eyes first saw the
light, her youthful beauty, brilliancy of intellect, and early dedi-
cation to the works of Christian charity and the service of her
Divine .Master, will never be forgotten.

In Washington, where she has lived most of the time for the last
thirteen years, her life was given to works of piety and benev-
olence. During the war, and since its close, she was pre-eminent
in her devotion to the relief of the wounded, sick and dying
soldiers, and widows and their orphans. Her unobtrusive man-
ners, heroic devotion to the interests of the church, her country
and humanity, will long be remembered in Washington. Farewell,
sainted wife, mother, daughter, sister, and friend !

"Weep not for her, — in her noontime she flew
To the land where the wings of the soul are unfurled;

And now, like a star bejrond evening's cold dew,
Looks radiantly down on the tears of this world."

We understand that Mrs. Trumbull's remains will be brought
to this city for interment, of which due notice will be given. — 111.
/State Journal

Death of Mrs. Trumbull. — We are pained to learn the
death of Mrs. Trumbull. She was a daughter of Dr. Gershom
Jayne, lately deceased, of our city. Her illness has been along one,
sometimes exciting hope by its fluctuations, but finally terminat-
ing in her death. She was universally beloved ; her gentleness of
manner, broad charities, and Christian virtues, are testified to by all
the old residents of our city. In her loss her husband is bereft of
a faithful and loving wife, her children of a pure guardian and
affectionate mother, and society of one of its brightest and most
useful ornaments. The last few years of her life she has been in
Washington. Mrs. Trumbull leaves besides her family a large
circle of friends who sincerely mourn her untimely loss. — Illinois
Stat* Register.

Death of Mbs. Senator Tim mbi ll. In the death of M

Senator Trumbull the community has lost 01 f the noblest

women ol our day and generation, and the national capital one of its
chief social embellishments. Her remains will be brought to
Springfield, 111., the home of her childhood, for interment

Mrs. Trumbull was the daughter of I>r. Gershom Jayne, of
Springfield, and sister of 1m-. William Jayne, of the same city,
who filled the office of Governor of Dakota during Mr. Lin-
coln's first Presidency. Though her early years were passed in
the transitional society of a Western town, she was carefully
educated, ami she hail the advantage of being on terms of friend-
ship with nearly all the distinguished men whom Illinois has sent to
the public councils. There is probably no lady whose decease will
be more widely or painfully felt throughout the State, or indeed
the nation. As wile, mother, ami friend, her life was altogether
lovely, in giving her first affections to her family, .-he prepared
herself to l>estow the greater fragrance upon Bociety, ami the
greater blessings upon the poor ami needy who were within her
reach. Both at home ami in the national capital, where she
resided a large portion of the time during the pasl fourteen year-.
she was foremost in the silent charities which women alone can
make effective. The mourners at her funeral will be not alone
the distinguished company in which she ami her bereaved com-
panion and family moved, but the lowly and the feeble, the down-
trodden and the outcast. To her husband and children, in their
irreparable loss, the sympathies of the whole people will he
spontaneously extended, and her memory will he affectionately
cherished by all who enjoyed her friendship or came in the way
of her sweet and kindly influence. — Chicago Tribune.

The Chicago Post, in an obituary of the deceased, says:

'•This intelligence, though not unexpected, will be received
wherever Mrs. Trumbull was known, with manifestations of pro-
found grief The beauty and simplicity of her character, her
admirable qualities as daughter, wife, mother, and matron, made

her the idol of her relatives and the i-n\y of her friend-. She
was a true woman -one whose first duty was lor the care and
comfort of her own, but who had. anion-- her multiform employ-
ments and social engagements, time for the practice of those virtues
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of charity and helpfulness which so grace her sex. In her, the poor,
the needy and the oppressed always found a wise adviser and a
liberal friend. With an early education, far superior to that of
most Illinois ladies of her day. she had, by careful and extensive
reading, and by years of intimate association with statesmen and
scholars, so enlarged and cultivated her powers of thought, ami
laid in so great a store of facts, that she had become one of the
besl informed, and most capable women of the country; and as
such her voice and her influence were for the progressive and the
right."

Death of Mrs. Senator Trumbull. — A telegram received
in this city by Walter Trumbull, Esq., announces the death of his
mother, the wife of the Hon. Lyman Trumbull, U. S. Senator
from Illinois, at Washington, on Sunday morning. This intelli-
gence will be sad news, not only to Mrs. Trumbull's many personal
friends, but to that large number who, never having had the pleas-
ure of meeting her, are still acquainted with those noble qualities
which were constantly exercised by her for the benefit of her race,
and which made her one of the representative women of America.
Possessed of line accomplishments and a mind that based its
thoughts upon other objects than the butterfly brilliancy of
fashion, she won the respect of all who knew her, and proved
herself worthy the high position that she held in society. In 186i
she was prominently connected with the Sanitary Fair at Chicago,
and to her helping hand is many a sick and wounded soldier in
no small degree indebted for the comforts and luxuries which were
provided at his bedside. At the time of her death she was Presi-
dent of the Soldiers' and Sailors' Orphans' Home, an institution for
the education of those whom the rebellion made orphans by the
murder of their fathers. Always a leader in every good work,
she was in all respects a true woman, a title which in itself includes
all the virtues and none of the vices of this world. During her
whole life a firm believer in Christianity, she proved her faith by
work's of righteousness and love, ami. at the last, " went trustingly
i" Jesus." Would that there were more with her virtue. Then
would the frivolities of life lie supplanted in the human mind
by more worthy objects, and the world be better and more happy
— Montana Po '.

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Senatob Tbumbull's recenl bereavement will Becurc him
much heartfell sympathy, in his great affliction, among the
wide circle in which Mrs. Trumbull was loved and honored.

Her list of friends in this city was a larg ne. The lamented

deceased was the daughter of Dr. Gershom Jayne, of Springfield,
ami was a native ot this State. At the time of her dec*
was forty-four years of age It isonlya few months since there
was celebrated, mosl pleasantly, in this now broken house!
the silver wedding on the twenty-fifth anniversary of the nuptials,
which were joined in 1M.",, .Ind-c Trumbull at that time residing
in Belleville. Six children have been the fruit of this union,
three of whom are buried at Springfield, to which resting place
it is said the remains of the mother arc to follow them, < >f three
loving sons, one is in Montana, the second in Vale College, the

third, a young lad, at home. The graces of the wife and mother,
and the irreparable loss from the blow that strike- them for
from the sum of the happiness of the household she has bl<
are no themes for the public journal. No human tongue or pen
can speak comfort in such a bereavement — Chicago Republican.

Mrs. Trumbull was a daughter of Dr. Jayne, of Springfield,

111., and after her marriage with Senator Trumbull resided in
Alton several years, where she was always esteemed. She v
lady of rare personal endowments, eleganl accomplishments, and
Christian graces. In every circle in which her exalted position
placed her. she proved herself one of the foremost ladies of the
age, in all the attributes of true womanhood. Her untimely
death will be widely and sincerely lamented. Jacksonville {III)
Journal.

Funeral of Mrs. Senator Trumbull. The funeral of M •-.
Senator Trumbull took place yesterday afternoon, at 5 o'clock,
from the residence of the Senator, on Firsl street east, and was
attended by a large number of sorrow-stricken relative-; and
friends. The services were conducted by Etev. John Chester, of
the Capitol Hill Presbyterian Church; after which the remains
were conveyed to the Baltimore depot, and left in a special car
attached to the 8:45 train, tor Springfield, Illinois, accompanied
bv Senator Trumbull and his two sons. Mrs. Trumbull's mother,

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and Dr. Hood, the family physician. The car containing the
remains and family will go through to Springfield.

The body was enclosed in a handsome coffin, covered with black
cloth, and silver trimmings, and a massive silver plate bearing
the oame, dale of birth and death of the deceased.

Mrs. Trumbull was but forty-four years of age, and her amiable
character endeared her to a large circle of relatives and friends,
and by them her death will be mourned, no less than by a large
class of humble and indigent persons, to whom, by her unceasing
and active charitable efforts, she had become known as a minister-
ing angel for the relief of want and alleviation of suffering.

She was the president of the National Soldiers' and Sailors'
Orphans' Home, and by her persevering efforts in the behalf of the
orphans and other needy ones, did a vast amount of good.

The funeral was attended by President Johnson, several mem-
bers of the Cabinet, Senators and members, and fifty orphans from
the Soldiers' and Sailors' Orphans' Home. One of the sons of the
Senator is now absent in Montana. — National Intelligencer,
Washington.

The Funeral of Mrs. Senator Trumbull.— The funeral
of this estimable lady took place yesterday, at 5 p. m., from her
late residence, No. 894 First street east.

Her remains were placed in a magnificent rosewTood coffin, over-
laid with fine black cloth and velvet, which was plaited in neat
folds, with eight massive silver tassels, and was lined with white
satin, with frosted net-work, with a heavy fringe. The same was
heavily silver-plated, with the following inscription tastefully
inscribed on it: "Julia M. Trumbull, born June 3, 1824; died
August 16, 1868. " Harvey & Co. were the undertakers.

Rev. Dr. Chester, of the Capitol Hill Presbyterian Church,
officiated. After reading the 15th chapter of Corinthians, he
began by saying: It is fitting, even in these brief services, that
mention should be made of that blessed hope which so richly
comforted the heart and adorned the life of our departed friend.

He then spoke of her soul-sustaining trust in Jesus Christ, At
an early age she had consecrated her life to His service. Gentle
yet firm, generous yet wise, a fond and faithful wife; she presented
a beautiful symmetry of character. Yet it was the grace of Jesus

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Chrisl which formed these lineaments which seemed so beautiful
to morta] eyes Be then referred to the little « -< >i 1 1 j »;i 1 1 \ o!
and sailors' orphans who were present under the supervision of
their matron, Mrs. Gilbert, who, he said, Borrowed over the

of one who earnestly labored for their good. In refers to Bome

touching scenes when she was drawing near death's door, he said.
some one remarked to her, " Mrs. Trumbull, you are in the Lord's
hands." "Yes," sin- replied, "and He knows best, and He
best" [t was the trustful confidence of a child in her Heavenly
Father.

Her last words were, "Blessed Father, come." A.nd the elo-
quenl speaker concluded bj exhorting her relatives and friends
to walk in her loot-prints.

Mrs. Gilbert, followed by the little orphans, then passed through
the large parlor, and took a last look at the remains of their
devoted friend and protector, which was certainly a very touching
scene, as there was scarcely a dry eye anion-- them.

The following are the names of a few of the most prominenl
persons present : Presidenl Johnson and Mrs. Patterson, Secretaries
Seward, Randall, Browning, McCulloch,and Schoiield, Gen. Baton,
Gen. Horace Oapron, Commissioner oi Agriculture, and Mrs. Gen.
0. O. Howard, with a host of friends.

A squad of the Capitol police, followed by the Boldiers' and
sailors' orphans, escorted the remains to the Baltimore depot,
which were followed by .Senator Trumbull, his son. and all the
(friends present

On arriving at the depot, the orphans stood in open ranks, with
uplifted hats, while the deceased was home between them to a
special car, which was in waiting to convey her to her former
home. (Springfield, Illinois,) where they will be interred.

Previous to leaving the depot, the attendants passed through
i lie ear, and paid their last respects to the honored dead, and at
8:45 the train moved off, having in with the corpse the family,
Dr. Hood, and T. K. Bower, of the Capitol police. — Washington
Republican.

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The Funeral of Mrs. Trumbull. — The funeral of the wife
of Senator Trumbull was attended yesterday afternoon by a very
large number of our citizens. The services were commenced by
Dr. Brown, who read an appropriate passage of Scripture, and
implored the Divine blessing on the afflicted family. The Eev.
Mr. AVines delivered the funeral sermon, and Eev. Dr. Bergen
made a personal address. The body was followed to its last
resting place, at Oak Ridge, by a large concourse of the intimate
friends and acquaintances of the deceased. — lit. State Register,
Aug 21, 1868.

[By a Friend.]

In the death of Mrs. Trumbull, taken away in the midst of her
years and her usefulness, we are made to feel that the great pro-
cession of events in this life is moved upon principles so deep and
broad, and to issues so mighty and remote, as to be far beyond the
reach of human thought. Discharging with fidelity all the duties
of life, a true and devoted wife, a tender and loving daughter and
mother, and a most valuable member of society, why should she
be taken and others left? The answer to this question can be
found only beyond the veil, for to all mortal vision it has ever
been, and still remains a mystery, and to all human faith a lasting-
trial.

Mrs. Trumbull was endowed with superior gifts of mind and
heart, that through the discipline of life had developed into a
character of great strength and loveliness. She possessed a cordial
grace and pleasing dignity of person and manner, and a lace whose
line features lighted up with a rare expression of intelligence and
goodness. With an intellect of great clearness and vigor, her
opinions and principles were the results of her own reflection and
experience, which she held firmly, and maintained and defended
with earnestness and power. She was of an open and generous
nature, and though fastening with strong desire on the objects
and ends she sought, and working for their attainment with
unwearied and strenuous effort, her motives and purposes were
always noble and good, and however dear to her pride or her
ambition her plans might be, she could never stoop to do an
unworthy thing for their accomplishment From her position,
mingling necessarily so much in the conflicts of party, and the
heated struggles of political life, there was no stain nor blemish

ever left on her truthfulness The love "I her native land
with her an abiding passion, and during all the years ol the n
lion she never faltered for a moment Her loyalty and devotion
to the Union, and her fast faith in the triumph of the cai
the country, only grew stronger and glowed moiv brightly, as the
hope of some grew faint, and the faith of many began to fail.

She was sweel in temper, kind and tender in feeling, lull of pity
and sympathy, and 01 f the real pleasures, and the most cher-
ished work of her life, was found in being the bearer of help and
consolation to the needy and sorrowing she met in her own pri-
vate walks, and also in devising and maintaining means and insti-
tutions of public charity and benevolence. Having large practical
Bense, and the besl executive talent, and working in this labor of
love with an ever-glowing zeal and enthusiasm, she accomplished
large results, for which presenl and coming generations will
her name Her last important work of this kind, is the Home for
soldiers' and sailors" orphans in Washington. This institution was
largely her work, and she was its head and leading manager until
health and strength failed. The presence of the President and
Cabinet at the last gathering to testily their resped for her
life and character, was not so impressive and touching a
testimonial of her worth, as that borne by the company of orphan
little ones, who, with their bright young faces, pressed in to take
their last look at the lace of one who had worked so well and done
so much for them.

Mrs. Trumbull was from her youth a sincere and unwavering

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believer in the religion of Jesus Christ. It was this faith that
moulded her character and guided her life. It was this that taught

her the great truth of human brotherh 1. and made her always

the fearless and determined foe of oppression, and friend of free-
dom. Neither loud nor obtrusive in profession, her piety burned
with a clear and steady flame that hallowed her daily life with its
light and love. Never perplexed with refinements of doctrine,
and though clear and decided in her own purposes, nol caring over-
much for differences of sect and creed, she sought rather to clothe
the naked, to feed the poor, to follow in the sacred footsteps of
Him who went aboul doing good, and to trust in His grace and
truth for her sanctitieat ion and immortal life. As this faith and
hope were her light and joy in life, so were they her rod and Staff
as she descended into the dark valley ; and when sinking beneath

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the waters of the dark river, she was heard to murmur with the
love and trust of a child, the last words, — "Blessed Father, come."
Mrs. Trumbull bore the suffering which attended her failing
strength and last sickness, with great and uncomplaining patience
and resignation. She clung till the last tenaciously to the hope of
recovery, but bowed submissively to the Supreme Will. She
sank rapidly the last night, but her sufferings ended at its close.

"And when the Sun, in nil his state,

Illumed the Eastern skies,
She passed through glory's morning gate.

And walked in Paradise."

Hartford, Conn., August 23, 1868.
My Dear Sir :

Sympathizing with you sincerely as I do in your great

bereavement, I have little fear that an expression of my personal

interest in j^our sorrow will be deemed by you intrusive. Although

" the heart knoweth its own bitterness, and a stranger doth not

intermeddle;" although no human hand can remove the grief

which rests down as a heavy pall on the afflicted soul when one's

very joy of life has been taken away, and he seems to stand not

merely alone, but incomplete — not only bereft, but riven ; yet we

are all so constituted as to be in a measure mutually dependent,

and being divinely enjoined to " comfort one another," and to " bear

one another's burdens," we have some sense of relief or support

in the knowledge that others are mindful of our sore trials, and

desire to speak soothing words to our wounded spirits. Even our

blessed Saviour longed for companionship in his hour of agony in

Gethsemane, and with his dying breath he called on the disciple

whom he loved to minister in tenderest affection to the mother

who was to mourn his loss.

It seems but so lately that I was with m}r young friend Camp at

your hospitable home in pleasant conversation with your good

wife — then in apparent fullness of life and health — that it is not

easy lor me to realize that she has already entered into the final

resl of the redeemed. Vet to yon. I know, these intervening

weeks have been dreary and anxious, full of trial and soul hcavi-

ness. I would I could lighten the burden which rest* >'u you in
consequence, for in all sincerity I sorrow with and for you.

From the first hour of my meeting with Mrs. Trumb
well nigh ten years ago— I have had reason for grateful
tions of her attractiveness and courtesy and gentle kindi
me and mine ; and as I have beard in bo many ways of her love-
liness and amiable trails, and of her tireless activity in the ■
of our Divine Master, 1 have been rejoiced in m\ acquaintance
with her and in our constructive kinship. A.nd my recent visit t<>
your home is peculiarly fresh in my mind, with its memory of her
graceful and considerate attentions to my friend and in\
when tin1 filling room, with the incoming of distinguish!
would have absorbed the interesl of one less thoughtful and
observant of all about her than herself The remembrance of that
occasion has quickened my sympathy with you during her pro'
longed illness, of which the public prints have kepi your many
friends advised. And now 1 would fain assure you thai I. with
tin' members of my own family, and my young friend, and a host
of others in our land, have sorrow with you from some knowledge
of your loss, as well as from a profound personal interest in your-
self

It is something to be grateful for to God, thai one who has been
taken from us was lovely. It gives a joy ^\' memory to recall the
graces and the good deeds of one who was long by our side. < I
is to be praised that she whom yon mourn was so affectionate and
true a wife, so devoted and faithful a mother, so good and noble a
woman, so active and useful a Christian : and thai now so many
who ma}7 say no word to you of their sorrow, mourn for her in
their hearts, and pray for a blessing on those whom she
from whom she has been taken.

" God takes our loved one*--, but we lose not wholly

What he lias given ;
They live on earth, in thought and deed, as truly

A~ in Ilia heaven."

And the thought is comforting — most of all — that your lo
one entered into rest only when her work on earth was done Much
as there seemed to us for her still to do for others here, to the all-
seeing eye her labor was compL

" The I. tin* nt is the servant's hour."

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J - i<. whom she loved and trusted, noted, with infinite knov
,-A'j,; and with love as great, the best hour for her entrance in
the mansion prepared for her from the foundation of the worl
and in calling her as he did, he considered not only her good 1>
the true welfare of all who were dear to her. And now thai san

ls whose heart of sympathy and tenderness moved him
weep with the mourners at the grave of Lazarus — bends loving
over you and yours, and says to you in your sorrow, "I will n
leave you comfortless : I will come to you ; " and he will spes
peace to your soul, according as you trust in him.

Most beartily do I hope and pray that your dear sons may 1
drawn by their bereavement to the Saviour who has received the
mother as one of his own redeemed, and that by it — sanctified
your good by the power of the Holy Spirit — you may be the i
ter fitted lor highest usefulness in your wide and important sph
of public labor; and that when you have finished your work t
our beloved countiy, and your sons have accomplished what Gc
has for them to do in our favored land, you may be with ho- wl
has •• gone before," in "a better country, that is a heavenly."

" None wanting yonder,

Bought by the Lamb !
All gathered under

The evergreen palm."

My own dear wife joins me in sympathizing regards to you,
do the members of my father's family, and with an especi
remembrance to my little namesake, I am

Yours sincerely,

II. CLAY TRUMBULL, j
Hon. Lyman Trumbull.

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