Although the services were not to begin until 4 o’clock the friends began to come before 3. After passing the policemen at the entrance and Dr. Munn, four detectives from police headquarters were encountered. Detective Sergeant Heidelberg stood in the vestibule, Detective Sergeant McCloskey in the inner hall and Detectives Frink and Titus near the dining-room. As the guests were admitted they were shown through the hall to the drawing-room. There they formed in line and passed by the coffin slowly, so that each could get a view of the body, and then passed into the second drawing-room or through the latter to the hall or dining-room. Three ushers found seats for them. None of the family was visible. George Gould had been down earlier in the day and had received some callers, but he retired before the first of the funeral guests arrived. He and the other members of the immediate family, Abraham Gould, Mrs. Northrup and Mrs. Palen, and their children, were gathered in the hall of the second story, where they could hear the music and prayers without being seen by those below. Some remoter relatives and their friends sat in the rear of the second drawing-room. The dining-room was filled first, and here the directors of the Union Pacific, the Manhattan Elevated and the Missouri Pacific railroads and the Western Union Telegraph Company were seated. The shades were drawn in all the rooms and the electric lights were turned on. At 3:30 o’clock the second drawing-room, the dining-room and the hall were filled. Everybody sat silent during the half hour that elapsed before the services began. The only man who spoke at all, and he confined himself to whispers, was Russell Sage. Except the coffin, the object that attracted the most attention was the oil portrait of Jay Gould, which hung against the rear wall of the dining-room. All in that room and many in the hall could see it, and their eyes were turned toward it a large part of the time. It had been painted before Mr. Gould’s illness, and looked utterly unlike the face in the coffin. Instead of the expression of peace and indifference which marked the latter, there shown out from the countenance of the portrait a look of triumph. The face of the dead man was commonplace beside that in the gilt frame. [Illustration: WHERE JAY GOULD RESTS.] The hour set for the beginning of the services, four o’clock, was indicated to those seated in the parlors and halls and to the members of the family who were on the second floor, first by four cheerful, jingling strokes of a Swiss clock in the dining-room, and then by four sonorous and vibrating sounds from the large clock in the rear parlor. Pastor John R. Paxton walked to the reception room and escorted the Rev. Roderick Terry, pastor of the South Reformed church, which Mrs. Jay Gould attended, and Chancellor MacCracken of the University of the City of New York, to seats near the doorway of the parlor, about half way down the hall.