James Abram Garfield, by Paul Raymond Audibert, Paris.

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James Abram Garfield, twentieth President of the United States, (1881-1881). Born Orange, Cuyahoga County, Ohio, November 19, 1831, died Elberton, N.J., September 19, 1881. The following is quoted from the coverleaf of the engraving:

"Garfields\'s ambition for the success of his Administration was high.*** Himself a conspicuous illustration of what ability and ambition may do under republican institutions, he loved his country with a passion of patriotic devotion, and every waking thought was given to her advancement."***

"The crowing characteristic of General Garfield's religious opinions, as indeed of all his opinions, was his liberality. In all things he had charity. He respected in others the qualities he possessed himself; sincerity of conviction and frankness of expression. With him the inquiry was not as to what a man believes, but does he believe it? The lines of his friendship and his confidence encircled men in every creed, and to the end of his life on his ever lengthening list of friends were to be found the names of a pious Catholic priest and of an honest-minded and generous freethinker."***

"On the morning of Saturday, July 2nd, the President was a contented and happy man, not in an ordinary degree, but joyfully, almost boyishly happy."***

"No foreboding of evil haunted him, not the slightest premonition of danger clouded his sky; his terrible fate was upon him in an instant. One moment he stood erect, strong, confident in the years stretching peacefully out before him. The next he lay wounded, bleeding, helpless, doomed to weary weeks of torture, to silence and the grave."

"Great in life, he was surpassingly great in death. For no cause, in the very frenzy of wantoness and wickedness, by the red hand of murder, he was thrust from the full tide of this world's interest, from its hopes, its aspirations, its victories, into the visible presence of death, and he did not quail, not alone for the one short moment in which, stunned,and dazed, he could give up life, hardly aware of its relinquishment, but through days of weary languor, through weeks of agony, that was not less agony because silently borne. With clear sight and calm courage he looked into his open grave."***

"His countrymen were thrilled with an instant, profound, and universal sympathy. Masterful in his mortal weakness, he became the center of a Nation's love, enshrined in the prayers of a world; but all the love and all the sympathy could not share with him his suffering. He trod the wine-press alone. With unfaltering front he faced death. With unfailing tenderness he took leave of life. Above the demonic hiss of the assassin's bullet, he heard the voice of God. With simple resignation he bowed to the divine decree."--JAMES G. BLAINE, from an eulogy delivered in the presence of both houses of Congress, the Supreme Court, and the President and his Cabinet, February 28, 1881.