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LIFE AND CHARACTER OF MICHAEL HAHN.

ress of a riot in New Orleans, he received a gunshot wound, which went with him to his grave, and made him a cripple from that time to the end of his life.

In 1867 he became editor and manager of the New Orleans Daily Republican, and was also appointed administrator of the Charity Hospital of New Orleans. In 1871 he added to his other duties and vocations that of a sugar-planter, and removed to his sugar plantation in Saint Charles Parish, where he laid out and built the village of Hahnville. He was a school director of Saint Charles Parish, and in May, 1872, served as president of the Louisiana State educational convention. During the years 1872, 1874, and 1876 he was a member of the legislature of his State. He was superintendent of the United States mint at New Orleans in 1878, and during the fearful ravages and excitement of the yellow-fever epidemic of that year he remained at his post, faithful to his trust.

In November, 1879, he was elected judge of his district, and unanimously re-elected in 1884, in which position he served until his term as a member of the Forty-ninth Congress began. His career as a youth in a strange land, as a man, as a citizen, as a student, as an educator, as a lawyer, as a judge, as a journalist, as a politician, and as a patriot is worthy of all commendation, and challenges the admiration and imitation of every American. His death was wholly unanticipated by his friends and himself. He had been absent from his seat for several days on account of what he and all supposed was only a slight and temporary indisposition On the Friday evening previous to his death on Monday morning, I met him for, as events proved, the last time in life, on this floor. He greeted me cheerfully and said he was feeling better than he had for a long time, and that on Monday morning he would be again regularly in his seat. How little thought I then that one week from that day, and almost at the same hour of the day, I should, as one of a committee of this House, assist in the sad duty of laying his mortal remains away to their final rest in the silent city of the dead, the beautiful cemetery Metairie, hard