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FUNERAL OF ASHER B. DURAND
The funeral of Asher B. Durand, the well-known artist, who died on September 17, took place in All Souls' church, in Fourth-ave., yesterday morning. Delegations were present from the New-York Historical Society, the National Academy of Design and the Century Club. The service was conducted by the Rev. Louis P. Clover, of Reading, Penn., who had been at one time a pupil of Mr. Durand. A choir of four voices sang "Abide with Me," "Lead, Kindly Light," and "There was a Voice from Heaven." There were no pall-bearers, and the burial was at Greenwood Cemetary. The following were among those present: Eastman Johnson, J. G. Brown, James J. R. Brevoort, George H. Smillie, J. C. Nicoll, John W. Casilear, Launt Thompson and M. F. H. De Haas, Theodore C. Williams, P. Addison Hart, Benjamin H. Field, W. B. Lawrence, Colonel Andrew Warner, Jacob B. Moore, William Scott, H. W. Domett, Cyrus Butler and Thomas B. Clarke.

ARAD GILBERT.
Arad Gilbert died at the home of his son-in-law, Junius Henry Browne, yesterday afternoon, in his eighty-fifth year. He was descended from the oldest New-England families, and was identified during the active period of his life with the anti-slavery movement. He was born in West Brookfield, Mass. Peregrine White, the first male European child born in New England, was his direct ancestor. Mr. Gilbert was graduated from Yale in 1826. He was one of the oldest of the Yale alumni. Among his classmates were Dr. Jared Linsly and Judge Julius Rockwell. He read law and practised for a few years, but his health failed and he abandoned law. When slavery began to be discussed he took a decided stand in opposition to it, and was among the first under the direction of William Lloyd Garrison to join in organized opposition to it. He was for many years connected with the Boston and Albany Railroad, but about the time of the outbreak of the Rebellion he came to New-York and has lived in the city since. Although delicate in health as a young man, in later years he developed a vigorous constitution. For some time he held an office in the Custom house, and he continued regularly to perform the duties of it until he was seventy-eight years old. Within two years his eyesight and hearing began to fail, but only a few weeks ago his system showed the final results of age. 

In 1833 he was married, and Mrs. Gilbert survives him. Curtis F. Gilbert, their oldest son, was a correspondent of THE TRIBUNE during the war, and died shortly after it was over. These daughters are living: Mrs. C. A. Runkle, Mrs. Holder, and Mrs. Junius Henri Browne. Mr. and Mrs. Runkle are now in Europe, but are expected home on the first of the month. [[/newspaper clippings]]

Tuesday Sept. 21" 1886. Another autumnal day. We have had a fire all day in the parlor and my father has remained in his room. I had another letter from Whittredge urging me to come out to Arkville. Also a letter from Bowyer. I wrote to Mary and have kept pretty quiet. My colors came from N.Y.- I am going to have a note of $400 discounted if I can and trust to the future to meet it, but I dread it for it will come due just about as our taxes are due. I dont know what else to do and I must do something. John, Lucy and Sedgwick are going to Wilmington tomorrow and it will be lonely enough after they are gone. I try to keep from troubling but am far from contented. Mr. Goodman sent me a little pamphlet containing his remarks at Platts funeral. Mr. Durand was buried today from New York. I wish I could have gone to his funeral. 

Wednesday 22" Lucy, Andrews and Sedgewick went to Wilmington this morning. I drove them up to to the train. The house has seemed very empty and lonely without them. I sent my note of $400 down to the Bank today and now am anxious to know whether they will discount it for me. If they do not I will not be able to go out to Arkville. I did something towards preparing to go away but can not do much until I know whether I am to have the money. O what misery to be so dependent. Sara and I sat in the parlor all evening discussing plans and wondering what we can do. I know so well that anything I can do to facilitate my painting is the best thing to do that I feel. I ought to have no other plans. But this difficulty is to adjust every thing to that end. I feel troubled again but if I get the money then I will have a little release and will go and work at my art. If I do not then I must so something else. Downing sent my tent back to me today. My father did not come down stairs and remained in bed nearly all day. He does not care to leave his room nor to make any effort. He seems very feeble and cares only to lie in bed.

Thursday 23" Rained copiously most of the night but cleared this forenoon. Picked some of the grapes which are not as fine as last year. Did something toward my preparations for leaving but as I at noon had heard nothing from the note I sent to be discounted I went down town after dinner and to the bank where I found Brey had gone away not to return until next week. My note could not be found among his letters and it is probable it has been sent to him as it was not addressed to him as cashier. Girard advised me to have my father endorse a new note which he will take to the bank tomorrow as it was too late today. Went to see Henry Abley and gave him a new note for the one due 26" including our a/c for the past 3 months. How all this goads and tortures me - this discounting the future and living as it seems to me by chance. My father very feeble. I doubt whether he comes down stairs again this winter as all effort is a great trouble to him. Sara and I sit alone in the parlor after he has got settled for the night and talk over my anxieties. She said each night "what would I do if anything were to happen to you" but I replied "what would I do if anything were to befall you" She has worked very hard today cleaning the room Lucy occupied and getting it ready for winter. She is like her mother in industry and activity and has much more patience and fortitude than I have.

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