It stands over his grave now, in Bellefontaine cemetery, St.Louis.It is his image, in marble, standing on duty at the pilot wheel; and worthy to stand and confront criticism, for it represents a man who in life would have stayed there till he burned to a cinder, if duty required it.
The finest thing we saw on our whole Mississippi trip, we saw as we approached New Orleans in the steam-tug.

This was the curving frontage of the crescent city lit up with the white glare of five miles of electric lights.

It was a wonderful sight, and very beautiful..