A tragedy in truth it was; and yet as his body was lowered into its grave there rose above it, invisible, unnoted, a flower of matchless beauty—the flower of peace and love between the sections of the Union to which his life had been a sacrifice.
Watterson poetically expresses the duality of Greeley's death, marking both tragedy and a hopeful reconciliation between divided regions.
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