The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1878-01-24
BowIes' Memorial Services.

SPRINGFIELD, January 29.-The me-
mortal services TO the late Samuel Bowles
held at Unity Church ttis afternoon,
were fully attended. Among those
present were Governor Rice, Lieutenant.
Governor knight, d. A. Wells, +. A.
Welker, Marshall Jewell, Frederick
Brooks sHd President Seeleye. The
church was elegantly decorated with
flowers. The service was full of tender
tributes to the dead journalist. Railroad
Commissioner Bsggs, of Springfield, pre-
sided and Charles Dudley Warner, of
Hartford, read poem from the Arabic,
"He Who Died in Azini, Sends
This 10 Comfort All HIS Friends"
Rev. Francis Tlfiiny Newton,
formerly pastor OF Mr.. Bowles,
spoke Of the serial and domestic life
of the dead. His genius for friendship
was remarkable in a man burdened with
work and horrid pain, and his gift was
hospitality. Letters were read from
Charles Francis Adams, Senator Dawes,
Carl Schurz and Governor Hubbard, OF
Connecticut. Murst Hslstesd paid fine
LIluAkc W LHC SlaL hNbDE WI n w hio
friend, and after speaking of hfs work
IN detail, said that he was harassed by
Incessant calls for help against a swarm
OF wroDgs, and hurried by the wants OF
every hour. The mistakes OF the jour.
nslist are many, and 1t is the penalty OF
his position that they are conspicuous,
Still the most numerous and least par.
donsble of his sins are not in uttersnces
that are errors, but in sins OF omission 10
say things that ought 10 be said. No one
witnessed these shortcomings with
clearer eyes and finer Insight than Mr..
Bowles, and when he had done that
which be found TO do with sll his
strength, his shsrpest regrets were for the
things not done. In many bitter con-
test, the darts that he directed and that
were levelled at him flew in the thick Of
the fight. He was marksmsn whose
bow was busy, and whose quiver seemed
always full, bnt his arrows were bsrbed
with wit and were never poisoned with
malice. Offenders high in station or
strong in favor aroused his special wrath,
and against obLrusive pretense, the vain
show of false triumph and
unworthy gain, his paragraphs
were as prJectiles thst, striking
deep, stung like FIRE. He suffered from
his own seventies. There WAS In
him the sweet humanity that sorrowed
over all hurts in the battle of his life.
His hand was hard like the hand Of a
warrior, but his heart was soft like the
heart OF woman. We may, tear, in
greiving that he is gone, think too much
OF his cares and troubles, and too little
of his joyous compensatious. He tasked
himself IS all msster-workmen
must do he was happy in the
heavy harness that he wore; his
satisfaction with the employment as he
traced words glowing with ideas and pur-
poses that were 10 be quickly printed and
scattered far aud wide, cuspeeding the
winds and persuading the people, was ss
keen as the rapture OF the poet or orator
when kindling with fame thstis divine,
and he saw fair fruits OF broadcast SOW
ings shine in many fields, and though not
al ways among the respers rejolced con-
tinuslly that the harvest proved that the
seed was wholesome. We can i'll spare
him. for the world never more than now
needed honest work, but be has earned
and entered into the rest Of the weary
who sweetly sleep.