Mr. DAWSON. I rise, Mr. Speaker, to 2nd the resolution of the Gentfrom Vermont. In the discharge of public duty the athsof the Senator and the Representative O neces sit lie measurably apart. Most of Mr. Foors political convictions were not mine. With such obstacles in the we of intimate relations, either private or officia, I cannot, of course, reveal those finer and higher qualities of his nature, which great spirits like his never parade before the world, and display only upon impulse to the most sincere and affectionate of friends. But I know of him what all men knew of him, and I esteem it a privilege, which any just man might seek, to add my voice to the universal exclamations of sorrow which his death has wrung from every part of the land. It is unnecessary to repeat here Mr. Foors long and arduous services in public place. The country is familiar with his recor. It is enough that his own State kept him so long in the Senate that at the close of his life he was regarded as the father of the body the oldest of all in continuous service. He mingled in those debates of the Senate which the common judgment of mankind assigns a place beside the grandest specimens of classic oratory. when they were conducted by statemen who were the rivals of Chatham, Burke, and Fox. He sat under the impetuous elo uence of Clay, the terse, and severe logic O Calhoun, the rich and lumine us periods of Webster. He was there amid those portentons scenes which preceded the late civilWar, when all hearts were oppressed with the deep dread of coming disaster, when the friends of free institution: in the Old World, and many in the New, feared that the American Union was crumbling into fragments It was the mightiest conflict that ever shook the earth. He saw from that high theater as well of contention as of observavation the rise, career and downfall of several olilital parties. Of, such long experience, all of years and full of honors, wise and rudent, pure and upright, brave but philosop c, surely SOLOMON 001: was the Nestor among his official peers., Few mens opinions were ever sought with more respect or received with more reverence than his. In the midst of arevohion 2nd only to the “reign of terror” which drenched France with blood, and filled her beautiful cities and gardens with the graves of her people, when all our fiercest passions were aroused, his counsels to the ends of moderation and jus tice, soothing and subduing the vengeful feelings of the time, fell like the voice of that “old man eloquent” under the tea of Troy. Thong he was gifted goth remarkable firmness of purpose, and his mind had a sort of Roman vigor, he was eminently a good and eminentl a mild man. It may be said that he combine the modesty of a woman with the constant integrity of Cato. Of Mr. Foors moral character I need only say that it was without and above reproach. He was fearless and determined in the assertion of a right, but he was equally careful of the rights of others. No lure and no force could seduce or drive him to the pe etration of that which he knew to be wrong. e had that judicial east of mind which constrains its possessor to analyze thor oughly with patience and perseverance whatever is submitted for decision, and to eliminate with nnerring recision all the elements of evil. If he had not been a great Senator he would have been a great judge. The circumstances of Mr. Foors departure from this life were of too sacred and hallowed a nature to be detailed hone. Conse ious that dissolution was rapidly apreaching he showed the high qualities of his character in the reli gious ervor and the steadfast hope which grew warmer and stronger as he died. To the very latest moment he shed upon all who entered his presence the inspirations of a large and enlightened soul. the last parting glance of the expiring senator was turned to the dome of this Capitol. He begged to be lifted that he might see it once more the scene of his long la era, the s ot where he had well earned the veneration of is countrymen and then closed his eyes on the earth forever. It was the exhibition of the same iatriotic fervor so eloquently expressed by Wehster in his reply to Hayne. He reoiced to see that the flag was still there, “ ful high advanced, ” the emblem of our nationality and the Union of the States. Mr. Foor has gone to his grave in the same soil with that other pure and honored Senator of Vermont who preceded him but a few months. It is said that amid the mighty mountains freedom loves to rear her brave and sturdy children. But no mountains on the globe, not even those of Scotland which overlook the grave of Bruce, or those of Switzerland which cast their shadows over that of William Tell, have ever kept sentry over the tombs of 2 nobler men or hardier patriots than do the Green mountains of Vermont.