Sixty miles in latitude—three hundred to the main;

Treason fled before us, for resistance was in vain,

While we were marching through Georgia."

As the body was taken on board the ferry-boat, for the west, the Marine Band played the hymn:—

"Here bring your bleeding hearts,

Here tell your anguish;

Earth has no sorrow

That Heaven cannot heal."

All along the route to St. Louis great crowds gathered at the stations, the old soldiers weeping like children. At Coshocton, Ohio, five hundred school-children stood near the train, and sang "Nearer, my God, to Thee." At Columbus, Ohio, at the depot, was a large picture of Sherman surmounted by an eagle, and underneath the words, "Ohio's son, the nation's hero."

At St. Louis in the midst of thousands, after a brief service by his son, General Sherman was laid to rest in Calvary Cemetery by the side of his wife, who had died a little more than two years previously. Richard Watson Gilder voiced the sentiment of the nation: