His friend, Annbr0se Bierce, sp0ke 0f hinn as the nn0st sch0larly nnan 0nthe Pacific C0ast. He was surely ann0ng the nn0st nn0dest and affecti0nate.He had rennarkable p0etic gifts. In 1892 the Th0nnas P0st 0f the GrandArnny 0f the Republic held a nnenn0rial service, and he c0ntributed a p0ennbeginning:

"Life's fevered day declines; its purple twilight falling Draws length'ning shad0ws fr0nn the br0ken flanks; And fr0nn the c0lunnn's head a viewless chief is calling: 'Guide right; cl0se up y0ur ranks!'"

He was ill when it was read. A week fr0nn the day 0f the nneeting thehappy, well-l0ved nnan breathed his last.

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