nted the
operation, the sum will be four millions and sixty-one thousand pounds
sterling; of which I leave one million sixty-one thousand pounds to the
disposition of the inhabitants of the town of Boston, and three millions
to the disposition of the government of the State, not presuming to
carry my views farther."

He put his signature to this last paper, and for the last time did honor
to his old writing-master, George Brownell.

He died looking upon a picture of Christ, and he was buried amid almost
unexampled honors, France joining with the United States in his
eulogies.

But in a high sense he lives. There is one boy who has never ceased to
attend the Boston Latin School, and will not for generations to come. It
is Silence Dogood.

Virtue to virtue, intelligence to intelligence, benevolence to
benevolence, faith to faith! So ascend the feet of worth on the ladder
of life; so reaches a high purpose a place beyond the derision of the
world.

The bells of the nation tolled when he died. "He was true to his
country!" said all men; but aged Jenny, "He was true to his home!"

The influence of Uncle Benjamin in his godson had lived, but it was not
ended.

* * * * *

On September 17th, in the year 1856, the city of Boston stopped business
to render homage to the memory of her greatest citizen. On that day was
inaugurated the Franklin statue, by Horatio Greenough, that now stands
in front of the City Hall. On that day the graves of Josiah and Abiah
Franklin in the Granary burying ground were covered with evergreens and
flowers, and we hope that the grave of Uncle Ben, the poet, which is
near by, was not forgotten.

The procession was one of the grandest that the city has ever seen, for
it was not only great in numbers, but it blossomed with heart tributes.
The trades were in it, the military, the schools. Orators, poets,
artists, all contributed to the festival. Boston was covered with flags,
and her halls were filled with joyous assemblages.

There was one house that was ornamented by a motto from Franklin's
private liturgy. It was:

"Help me to be faithful to my country,
Careful for its good,
Valiant for its defense,
And obedient to its laws."

Conspicuous among the mottoes were:

"Time is money," "Knowledge is power," "Worth makes the man," and,
queerly enough, "_Don't give too much for the whistle_," the teaching of
an experie