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church over which he has long presided, with eminent piety, unceasing watchfulness and indefatigable industry, in the discharge of his varied, extensive, and arduous duties; or of the vacuum such a man leaves in the social circle, in the family group, and, indeed, in the entire moral sphere of which he was the bright centre wherever he appeared. As a Divine, a Scholar, a Christian-in short, as an active and useful citizen, few in our country have equalled this lamented prelate.

From the N. Y. Evening Journal of Sept. 15.

DEATH OF BISHOP HOBART.-Intelligence was received last evening, of the demise of this distinguished and much respected prelate. He died at Auburn, on Sunday Morning, after a severe illness, brought on during his visitation of the Churches in the western counties. The anxiety manifested during his illness was great, and his death will occasion much grief, not only to the Church, and his very numerous personal friends, but to the community generally. For although there may be a difference of opinion, even in his own church as well as among others, as to the high church claims which the Bishop uniformly maintained, yet all will unite in awarding to him the high praise of being an honest man, and a fearless and faithful defender of what he deemed the truth. His frank and unassuming manners, his unparalleled industry, and his uncommon tact in the despatch of business, made him the pride and admiration of his diocese, and elevated him to a rank which few Diocesans in this or any other country have ever attained. His remains were brought to this city for interment.

From the Family Visiter, (issued Sept. 18.)

BISHOP HOBART IS NO MORE!

In the course of a visitation of his diocese, he was taken ill of bilious fever, at Auburn, Cayuga County, New-York, and remained there under the solicitous and affectionate care of the Rev. Dr. Rudd. On the 9th a relapse came on, and on the morning of the 12th, the day of Christian rest, he entered into the "rest eternal."

Thus in the midst of his career of duty, discharged with the unshaken constancy and unwearied zeal so eminently his own, he has been called to attend his LORD. We cannot YET estimate our loss. His clergy are bereft of a friend who loved them and watched over them with more than a father's careof a guide to whom they could at all times look up with confidence for aid and counsel. His diocese is deprived of half its strength. The Church is left destitute of her firmest pillar. The Sunday School Union, from its beginning, has had no faster friend-no supporter of half his efficiency. In all the institutions by which our branch of the Church of CHRIST is to be supported and enlarged, he was the head to connect and regulate, the heart to send life and vigour through every member. Let who would slumber at their posts, his eye was ever wakeful, his hand was ever ready. He was himself, emphatically, "instant in season and out of season," ready on all occasions "to preach the word, to reprove, to rebuke, to exhort with all long suffering," where need was. And his personal activity was the least trait in his usefulness :-his almost unlimited, but fully deserved influence over all connected with him, was unceasingly exerted in his Master's cause. To him all looked for direction, from him all received spirit, zeal, and energy.

He has died as he lived-strong in the faith of a crucified Redeemer-devoted to the Church which He purchased with his blood. The "night" has overtaken him, but he "worked while it was day."

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For us who remain, though God has "smitten the shepherd," He will not suffer "the sheep to be scattered." That "the LORD will provide" is our consolation and support, under a bereavement which no other consideration could render tolerable.

From the New-York American of Sept. 17.

FUNERAL OF BISHOP HOBART.-The remains of the lamented Bishop of this diocese reached this city yesterday morning, in the steamboat Constellation, from Albany, and were interred with the appropriate ceremonies last evening, beneath the Chancel of Trinity Church.

The procession formed at his late residence, in Varick street, in the following order :—

The Clergy.

Pall Bearers, CORPSE. { Pall Bearers.

Mourners.

The Assistant Ministers of Trinity Church.

The Church Wardens and Vestrymen of Trinity Church,

as Mourners.

Physician to the Family.

Acting Governor of the State.

The Mayor of the City.

The Faculty and Students of the General Theological

Seminary.

The Faculty and Trustees of Columbia College. The President of the Senate, and the Court for the Correction of Errors.

The Judges of the several Courts.

The Vestries of the several Episcopal Churches. Society for promoting Religion and Learning in the State of New-York.

The New-York Bible and Common Prayer Book Society. The Auxiliary New-York Bible and Common Prayer Book Society.

The New-York Protestant Episcopal Missionary Society.
The New-York Protestant Episcopal Tract Society.
The N. Y. Protestant Episcopal Sunday School Society.
The Trustees of the New-York Protestant Episcopal Public
School.

The Trustees of the New-York Protestant Episcopal Press.
The Literary and Philosophical Society.
The New-York Historical Society.
Trustees of the City Library.
Citizens.

The procession moved at a quarter before 5, and arrived at Trinity Church about half past 6. It was preceded by nearly eighty clergymen, and extended about a mile in length, the number of persons belonging to the various societies, to whom

places were assigned, being about 700. The Church, and the streets through which the procession passed, were thronged to excess. The burial service was read by Bishop Moore, of Virginia, assisted by the Rev. Dr. Lyell and the Rev. Mr. Schroeder. After the service, an impressive and affecting discourse was pronounced by the Rev. Dr. Onderdonk, from the 35th verse of the fifth chapter of John:

"He was a burning and a shining light; and ye were willing for a season to rejoice in his light."

The earth which closed over the remains of this venerated individual, has seldom held one more deeply deplored within its bosom. Beside the irreparable loss to the religious society of which he was the head, and the bitter bereavement to the circle of his immediate friends, the public at large have sustained a lamentable deprivation in the withdrawal of so active a character from the scene of his usefulness.

"Be ye wise as serpents, yet harmless as doves," is the precept which seems to have guided the conduct of Bishop HOBART throughout his arduous career. Bland, frank, and affable, he mingled with the world like one who knew that the cure of souls is not incompatible with the courtesies of society; and the amenity of his manners conciliated as many as the candour of their avowal taught to respect his opinions. It was these features that gave an almost apostolic colouring to his character, and enabled him, when walking among men in the zealous and indefatigable promulgation of his religious tenets, to claim the reverence even of those opposed to them. But one of the most marked characteristics of Bishop HOBART-and it is one that cannot be too highly honoured-was the noble, the almost romantic spirit of patriotism, that animated his bosom. His country, her institutions, and her national character, was ever with him a theme of the most glowing enthusiasm: nor was it a blind devotion, a mere instinctive fondness for the land of his birth. His was a cast of mind, above all others, whose observation and research would lead the possessor to scrutinize the structure, and enable him to measure the value of such a political fabric as ours. He had studied the nature of this government in his closet, he had watched its inflence upon the charac

ter of the people, while in the pursuance of his official duties, he had contrasted it as a whole with the establishments of Europe, and compared it in its details with that from whence it sprung. When to these he had added personal observation, and had witnessed the operations of other systems from the nearest vantage ground, need we remind the reader how energetically and feelingly he poured forth his convictions on the subject?

We need not dwell upon the accomplishments of Bishop HOBART as a scholar and a divine, nor assert that, with his talents, they were such as became his eminent and responsible station. The ability and diligence with which he laboured in his vocation are too well known to need commemorating here. But, in addition to the official care and general interest in the welfare of his fellow men, so unceasingly manifested by Bishop HOBART, there was in him a warmth of disposition, that, blending as it did with both his personal and professional character, and giving equal fervour to his friendships and his faith, added ardour to sanctity, and enforced piety with affection. The disappearance of such a man from the accustomed places where his friendly hand was ever stretched out to warn or to support, where his exhortations were always near to admonish, his prayers ever ready to console, is a mournful and a solemn subject for reflection. We would not invade the holiness of sorrow by drawing from such a cause of grief the usual trite consolations; yet surely if men realize in the spirit a reward for deeds done in the body, he has now the recompense that all would attain. He died in the immediate exercise of his duties; and though called at so brief a warning— unlike the son of Aaron, who was struck from Heaven for putting strange fire into his censer-the mandate that bade him thither found him kindling the true flame upon the altar.

Lines suggested by the Burial of Bishop HOBART. From the same.

Hark! from yon consecrated tower,
At twilight's dim and cheerless hour,
With mournful tone, the muffled bell
Slowly tolls his solemn knell.

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