Mr. HUMPHREY, so far as I may speak of him from professional intercourse or from professional reputation, always avoided these controversies, and by his calmness and equanimity often gained for his client what another might have lost by indiscretion and passion. It will be needless for me to speak here of the attractive modesty which characterized our friend. It was ever present in his professional efforts, in his social intercourse, and in his public life; and while this quality denied his associates hero of the benefit ofhis counsels publicl expressed, it doubtless added force to the wor s be uttered in personal intercourse with his friends. Iii was my privilege to know Mr. Hunrnnsr for many years, not intimately, but sufficiently well to speak of him in terms of the deepest personal respect and regard, and I may add that the most favorable impressions created by our intercourse have been confirmed by the concurrent sentiments of all who knew him. He was 0 good man. He was a Christian. Life to him was no unmeaning term. Its high purpose was ever before him. God inspired it, not to be spent in idleness, not to be passed in thoughtless pleasure, not that it might be devoted to selfish gains, or to ine rdinate ambition. H e gave us life that we might perform its duties to Him who are it, and to those around us, who with us s are its blessin s and its trials, and to ourselves that we might y the appropriate use of its privileges be prepared for a still nobler existence., Mr. Hunrnnsr was not, in the popular sense, an advocate. He seldom, when it could be avoided, engaged in the trial of jury causes, or in the argument of cases in bench. But when ever he spoke, his efforts were characterized by clearness of thought, by great judgment in the arrangement of his argument, by research in the precedents of the courts, and by eminent fairness and truthfulness in the statement of his facts. His forte was that rather of a judicious and wise counselor, whose opinions, prepared and given in the privacy 0 his counsel chamber, were almost invariably found ro liable. Our friend lived with the knowledge of life’s purposes. No absorbing avarice cursed his gains of honest accumulation; no heartless selfishness bade him forget that the poor and dependent had claims upon his bounty; no pam pered pride taught him to thank God that he was better than other men; but recognizing, in humility, his decadence for all things on the great Giver of all good, he sought to minister to the wants of those around him, to aid the oppressed, to comfort the mourncr, to bind up the broken heart, to promote peace, order, and virtue; and by his own example to teach to others that duty performed meets reward in this life, and inspires hope and confidence in the life to come. My co league, who has so0 Well portrayed the last hours of our friend, assured us that the approach of death brought to him no apprehension or alarm. Why should it" True, human nature, linked by the mysterious organism ofbone and muscle, ofartery and vein, of ncrres and flesh and blood. with that still more mysterious creation, impalpable, intangible and invisible, that we call soul, may shrink from the physical suffering which oft accompanies the rupture of the tie between these mysteries; it may start back appalled from the deep, dark rave and dread to enter it. Yet what is death at the executor of that eternal law of the Cre ator which bids the body decay and perish because it is mortal, and bids the soul depart from it because the soul is immortal? Death is but a process of life, and to the Christian the grave but the portal to a new home, illumined by the presence of the Cre ator and made happ by is smile. Who, sir, that, li e the friend we mourn, performing through life the Christian’s duty with the Christian’s faith, might not in dying exclaim with the Apostle, “ 0 death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?” It would he alike presumptious and profane in me to claim perfection for any man and I doubt not that Mr. HUMPHREY, like all others, was marked by human weakness and infirmity. But we can judge him by no perfect. standard. We must compare him as we knew him with other men as we know them: and where, sir, shall we find one who will better bear a comparison with others. Who in this Hall, claiming for himself the highest rectitiide of motive in all his actions, and desiring exemption from all rejndice or passion, dare stand unblushing in t iis presence and listen to the history of his secret and inner life as truth has graven it upon his own member. While, therefore, Mr. Speaker, I know that our friend was afflicted With the infirmities to which all men are in greater or less degree subject, I think I may say that his character presented a rare combination of qualities, so adjusted, so counterbalanced, so symmetrical, so attractive in life, and so beautiful in death, that the blemishes which a cynic scrutiny might reveal, become invisible through the tears which we shed upon his tomb. Death. sir, has not yet finished his mission in this Hall. He has entered it before; he will enter it again. He asks the assent of no door keeper. He nwaitsno “regiilarorderJ’ Alone, lie suspends your rules, strikes down his victim, and bears him from your presence. Who next may be touched by that icy linger which freezes the coursing life blood, God only knows; but from his tomb who so recently went out from our midst to return no more there comes to day the mouition, “ Be ye ready.” This duty, enjoined b Revelation, was suggested, in the heathen iilose by of Persia, in the beautiful words a dressed by a father to his son: "On parent knees.a naked new born child. Weeping thou sat'st while all around theesmiled; 80 live. that sinking in thylast Ionir sleep. Calm thou mayst smilo while all around thee weep." The resolutions were agreed to.