shadows over its quiet home.  General Lee’s fame is not bounded by the limits of the South, nor by the continent.  I rejoice that the South gave him birth; I rejoice that the South will hold his ashes.  But his fame belongs to the human race.  Washington, too, was born in the South and sleeps in the South.  But his great fame is not to be appropriated by this country; it is the inheritance of mankind.  We place the name of Lee by that of Washington.  They both belong to the world.”

NEW ORLEANS.

A meeting was held in the St. Charles Theatre, as the largest building in the city.  The Hon. W.M.  Burwell delivered an eloquent address, of which we regret that we have been able to obtain no report.  The meeting was then addressed by the

HON.  THOMAS J. SEMMES.

“Robert E. Lee is dead.  The Potomac, overlooked by the home of the hero, once dividing contending peoples, but now no longer a boundary, conveys to the ocean a nation’s tears.  South of the Potomac is mourning; profound grief pervades every heart, lamentation is heard from every hearth, for Lee sleeps among the slain whose memory is so dear to us.  In the language of Moina: 

  ’They were slain for us,
  And their blood flowed out in a rain for us,
  Red, rich, and pure, on the plain for us;
  And years may go,
  But our tears shall flow
  O’er the dead who have died in vain for us.’

“North of the Potomac not only sympathizes with its widowed sister, but, with respectful homage, the brave and generous, clustering around the corpse of the great Virginian, with one accord exclaim: 

  ’This earth that bears thee dead,
  Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.’

“Sympathetic nations, to whom our lamentations have been transmitted on the wings of lightning, will with pious jealousy envy our grief, because Robert E. Lee was an American.  Seven cities claimed the honor of having given birth to the great pagan poet; but all Christian nations, while revering America as the mother of Robert E. Lee, will claim for the nineteenth century the honor of his birth.  There was but one Lee, the great Christian captain, and his fame justly belongs to Christendom.  The nineteenth century has attacked every thing—­it has attacked God, the soul, reason, morals, society, the distinction between good and evil.  Christianity is vindicated by the virtues of Lee.  He is the most brilliant and cogent argument in favor of a system illustrated by such a man; he is the type of the reign of law in the moral order—­that reign of law which the philosophic Duke of Argyll has so recently and so ably discussed as pervading the natural as well as the supernatural world.  One of the chief characteristics of the Christian is duty.  Throughout a checkered life the conscientious performance of duty seems to have been the mainspring of the actions of General Lee.  In his relations of father, son, husband, soldier, citizen, duty shines conspicuous in all his acts.  His agency as he advanced to more elevated stations attracts more attention, and surrounds him with a brighter halo of glory; but he is unchanged; from first to last it is Robert E. Lee.