THE practice of his filial piety, which had been distinguished at an early age, was continued until the death of his surviving parent, with unabated tenderness and respect.

His fraternal love was exemplary, as it was sincere—and the munificent provisions of his will, attest the affection which he bore to his kindred, and the relatives of his family.

NOR was this munificence bounded by the limits of consanguinity. The interests of freedom and science were anxiously consulted, and most generously advanced.

AGE and infirmity were the objects of his kind regard—

AND the instruction of youth was connected with the emancipation of the bondsman-as a mean of protecting his rights, and rendering him safe and useful to society.

THE friend and the stranger were received with cordial welcome at his hospital mansion—and his beneficence to his neighbors was returned with the most affectionate attachment.

COMBINING, with a general patronage of science, and useful institutions, a particular attention to the improvements of agriculture, he diffused his observation and experience, in this important pursuit, wherever they could be beneficial-extending his correspondence, on this interesting subject, to other nations.

SUCH were the outlines of his domestic life-and such were his private avocations.

UNABLE, on a careful review of eminent characters, to discover an apposite resemblance to the constellation of his virtues and talents, I forbear to enter on partial comparisons, which could not dignify, and would but imperfectly illustrate the hero of our country.

ENRICHED by nature with her choicest gifts-she had, with equal liberality, bestowed upon him the greatest advantages of external form, and the highest degree of intellectual endowment. To the noble part of a lofty stature, were united uncommon grace, strength, and symmetry of person and, to the commanding aspect of manly beauty, was given the benignant smile, which, inspiring confidence, created affection.

IN being thus minute, I do not mean to arraign your delighted remembrance of the hero, which the short lapse of a fleeting year has not effaced.

YET were mine the powers of description to produce a perfect image, I would present him to your enraptured imagination-as he was seen in battle, calm and collected as he appeared in council, dignified and serene-as he adorned society, gracious and condescending.

Bur, O mournful reflection! that pleasing, that venerable form now moulders into dust. Sealed in death are those eyes, which watched over our safety: closed for ever are those lips, which spake peace and happiness to our country.

YET the dark night of the tomb shall not obscure the lustre of his fame-and, when brass and marble shall have fallen to decay, the sweet remembrance of his virtues, passing in proud transmission to remotest ages, shall endure for ever.

Funeral orátion, delivered before the French lodge L'Aménité. By brother SIMON CHAUDRON.

My brethren,

UR brother, GEORGE WASHINGTON, is no more!

A NEW spectacle bursts on the eye of philosophy. The whole universe, perhaps, for the first time, will unite in offering a tribute of gratitude to the memory of a mortal!

WE, my brethren, whom fate has placed on the theatre of his glory, and near to his last remains, we ought to hasten, as the apostles of humanity, to strew the earliest flowers on the tomb of her hero.

FEAR not, respected shade, that I would compare thy name to the names of those unfortunately celebrated as demi-gods, whose greatness was derived from the annihilation or destruction of mankind, and whose bloody triumphs foreboded slavery or death.

Tay glory is erected on the basis of thy virtues; thou hast "extended thy conquests only in the hearts and over the opinions of men; and, on this very earth, which human corruption and avarice have watered with blood and tears, thou art the first who hast dared to establish the principles of justice and liberty.

MOST just of mortals! even thy death, for which a world is bathed in tears, will result to the benefit of man. The grief of nations for thy loss will be a terrible lesson to their oppressors; it will announce to them the near approach of the dissolution of their power, and the triumph of reason over the shameful prejudices of slavery. It will convince them, how little is their greatness compared with the empire of virtue, whose only limits are the boundaries of the universe.

Ir now, disencumbered, as thou art, of the trammels of mortality, thou canst still feel an interest in sublunary concerns; how affecting to thee must be the view of those rewards, which the love and gratitude of thy country are this day lavishing upon thee. These broken words, which terminate only in sobs; this heart-rending eagerness to announce the loss of a great man, and the inability to do it except by tears; this display of grief, which the charms of youth and beauty render so powerful, that each family appears to have lost its father and benefactor; this common burst of blessings and tears, must all declare to thee, that, in quitting life, thou hast only hastened forward in the road to immortality.

BRETHREN, if my soul were less oppressed, I would undertake to recal to your recollection, all those titles by which Washington commanded the eternal grief of his country, and the esteem of all the earth. I would undertake to follow him in that difficult and glorious career, into which he was impelled by his devotion to the cause of humanity. But, I find that the feeling heart is better able to cherish and admire great men, than to celebrate them. I find that the feeling heart cannot offer any tribute to their memory which will not be weakened by grief.

AND how can I secure myself against that sentiment which all feel, which every thing around me combines to inspire. This immense portion of America, whose chains he broke asunder, re-echoes with the voice of woe; all hands are raised to heaven in search of the father, the deliverer of their country. The sound of the muffled bells ascends on high, the temples of God are shrouded with the badges of mourning, the deep-mouthed engines of war, which, under his direction, thundered only for the public good-all, all, announce that a great calamity has befallen this part of the human race, who owe to him their happiness and independence.

BUT the country which experienced his fatherly protection, is not sufficiently extensive for the display of his glory.

ALREADY those children of nature, whom European avarice has, for two centuries, been Hurrying to annihilation; those savages of the woods, who regarded the name of Washington, as the barrier of their frontier; yes, those men, without doubt, are already assembled, and methinks I hear them say, " Our father, the great warrior of America, has gone down to the tomb ; who now shall guarantee to us the possession of our lands? Brethren, let us make an offering to his shade, that it may protect us, and let us transmit his image to our chil dren."

How truly great must be the glory of that virtuous citizen, whose likeness, in every quarter of the globe, graces every dwelling, except, perhaps, the palaces of kings. How truly great must that glory be, which is proclaimed by the savage of the woods in concert with all the civilized nations of the world!

VIOLATORS of the sacred laws of humanity, to whom cri minal adulation erected trophies and thrones, you, who, after having spread devastation over the earth, dared to call yourselves the masters of it! What are you in comparison with the modest hero, whom impartial truth this day proclaims the defender of the human race? Execrable tyrants, who dwelt in midst of slaves and butchers, and whose existence your people sorrowfully supported, what is become of your glory? The salutary hand of death has suspended the sentiment of fear which bore down your victims, and all the monuments of your power are fallen, with yourselves, into the dust.

WHEN eternal Providence sends great men upon earth for models and avengers, it, at the same time, watches over the safety of innocence, and the protection of its altars. If virtue had not also its defenders and protectors, all the imprecations vented by the unfortunate against divine Providence, would be justified.

In his youth, Washington felt the sublime impulse of love for man and liberty. Heaven had infused into him an abundant portion of that ethereal fire, which raises the soul to the

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