Daily Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1876-1884, 1881-09-27


lenged the most searching investi-
cation. When DETAINED and &C.
cused of corruption in public or
private life, he boldly stepped upon
the scales of Gods eternal truth,
was weighed, and the index on the
dial-plate always pointed to the
full proof-the hundred per cent
the maximum standard of a truth
full, upright, honest, capable and
noble man.
On the second day of last July,
worn down and exhausted by the
labors and cares of his office, he
started forth to seek temporary re-
creation amid other scenes and
among other surroundings. Dog
ging his footsteps like the pesti-
lsnee which walketh ag MONDAY,
was a political fanatic, a splenetie
mountebaDk, an emissary of the
devil, minister plenipotentiary
from hell, newly armed for the
| bloody work of his Satanic master,
and at the door of the depot, with
out cause, without provoeati0n,
without excuse and without warm
ing, this spawn of infamy mutt
MED against the nation and shot
down it's President. He shot not
only the man, but the Chief Mag
istrate of the Government Yet,
thanks be to the God of Nations,
he killed not the government, but
only the man.
Eighty days of patient, uncom.
planning, untold mental agony and
bodily pain, filed up the measure
of his suffering and Jane A. Gar
field was gathered to his fathers.
He has now entered into immor-
tality and wears the wreath of VIC
tory bestowed upon him by the
King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
Lincoln and Garfield have clasped
hands anew within the pearly
gates of the City of God. The m Ell
are dead, but their lives stand out
on histery's brightest page, each
worthy of imitation, worthy of en-
uiation and worthy of the genius
OF the nation which recognized and
vitalfzed their greatness.
OF their slayers little SHOULD be
said. A blot on humanity, q stain
upon manhood, q mental inonstros-
ity, o moral abortion, one has al.
ready passed to his judgment,
while the other still lives, forsake
of God and despissd of man, wait.
ing until the majesty of the law
shall be vindicated by his ignoble
death, when he too, will join his
companion in infamy, and u thous-
and years hence, when they both
are damned, they will sit like
ghosts upon the wsiling shore,
and read their accursed lives BY
the red light of hell.
The President il dead and the ma
ton mourns. 1t mourns for its
murdered Chief Magistrate, it
mourns for its fallen represen tative,
1t mourns for its slain citizen
man.
A father is dead, and the hearts
of his orphaned children are wruDg
with pent-np agony, AS s0bbingly
they bend over his emaciated re-
mains and drop scslding tears of
sorrow upon the breast which once
heaved and expanded SO broad and
so full with paternai love, but
which now rests silently forever.
A husband is dead, aud that
gentle. accomplishing, heroic wife,
the eharer of his trials and his dis.
appointments, the partner Of his
hopes and triumphs, desOlate in
her lonely, new made widewhood,
with ans uish deepened by the
shadows of approaching maternity,
beside the still form of her MUIR
dered companion, stands stricken
and bowed down with unutterable
woe.
A sou Is dead, and that sympa-
thetic mother who, last Spring, re-
jOicing in the memories of the
great achievements and wonderful
trump of her noble hearted, brave
"big boy,7 had sent him forth,
bearing upon his cheek and
lips the fresh, warm kisses
of maternal love and pride,
to receive anew the homage
Of nation, to-day trembling
beneath the burden of her four.
score years, stoops In anguish over
the lifeless body of her slain Presi-
dent-son, and leaves upon that
manly face the impress of her fare
we'll kiss, and then, as the ocean
Of her grief breaks freshly over
her, in the despair of her solitude
she cries out, "Oh that I had
wings, had wings like u dove, for
then would ! fly away and be at
rest.n
On the distant shore of Lake
Erie, the father, the husband, the
son, lies dead. Twas as these that
he had mostly lived, twas as these
that he died, for its said that when
the shadows Of death were gather
ing over him, this great citizen-
President lost sight of the pOmp
and splendor and honors of his Of
fetal station, aud in consonance
with the early and abiding af7ec-
tons Of his heart, his mind wan
dered back to the old hom estead,
where, with mother and wife and
children, he again reyslled in the
joys of unalloyed domestic bliss,
forgetful of the cruel agonies then
being inflicted upon him by the
King of Terrors, and thus In his
Imagination again at home, by his
own hearthstOne, surrounded by
his own family, soothed and sus-
tanned by an unfaltering trust, he
wrapped the drapery of his couch
around hia and lay down to pleas.
ant dreams.
Noble, patient, pure.minded
man, kind father, affectionate hus-
band, loving son; respected, loved
and hoDOrei President. faraWelI.
farewell
This national aft lotion is filed
with lessons Of wisdom. Personal.
ly we are taught that:
Death is not a respecter of per-
sons.
To be prepared TO live 10 to be
prepared to die.
To live rightly is largely to rob
death of its sting.
The glory and honor of earthly
promotion fade into insignificance
when the angel of death demands