Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1881-09-26

cInnot hinder the event Was there ever
so much done to save mans life as the
life OF President Garfield. Is the season
too hot, there is manufactured for his
SICK room in August an October day. Is
he to be transported 10 the seaside, all
the wheels and all the steam whistles
and all the voices along the line OF pro-
gress are hushed for 200 miles and q new
section OF railroad is built to let him pass
over. Added to the medical skill OF th o
capital are the skill OF Philadelphia and
New York. All the medical ingenuity OF
the last 800 years flashed its electric light
upon the wound. Paris and London
and Edinburgh applaud the treatment.
He had al the courage that comes from
the hand OF wife who was sure he
would get well. He had physicians who
did not stand with cold, scientific calcu.
lation studying the case, but splendid
men whose hearts grew strong eriaint
as the patients pulse was strong or
faint, and they were as great nurses as
they were great surgeons. But the doc
tors could not keep him. His wife could
not keep him. All the arms of his chill
dren hung around his neck could not
keep him. His great spirit pushed them
all back from the gates OF life and
s-s- ~HcarsAwgy Into the InfinitisA =.
Against all evils this Presidential
giant was mightier dead than alive. But
while the nation has this comfort there
are three words that will leap to our lips
and they have been reiterated oftener
than any other words for the past few
days. Poor Mrs. Garfield More pa
thetic words l never read than those in
the Friday newspapers, which said that
with two of her children she had gone
over to the White House to get the
property OF her family aud have it sent
to her home in Ohio. Can you imagine
anything more full OF torture than to
walk through the rooms filled with as
sociations OF her husbands kindness, of
her husbands anxieties and OF her has
bands long continued physical anguish?
She had with her womanly arms fought
by his side all the way up the steep hill
OF life. She had helped him in their
economies when they were very poor;
with her own needle clothing their
family, with her own hands making him
bread. When the world frowned upon
him in the days OF scandalous assault,
she never forsook his side. They had
together won the battle, and had seated
themselves at the very top to enjoy the
victory. Then the blow came. What
reversal OF fortune! From what mid.
noon to what midnight! 1t is said that
this will kill her. l do not believe it.
The God who has helped her thus tar
will help her all the way through. When
the broken circle gathers in the future
days at the old home at Mentor,
The Mighty God Who Protected James
A. Garfield
at Chickamauga and IN the fiery he'll OF
many battles will protect his wife, his
children and his old mother.
May we all learn the practical less ons
with which our subjects is tiIledl Oh
behold the contrast between Friday,
the 4th day of March, 1881, and Friday,
the 23rd OF September, 1881! On the
former day Washington was ablazs with
banners. Each State OF the Union had
its triumphal arch. Great men
OF this country and vast popula-
tions filled the streets! A procession
such as had never moved from the White
House TO the Capitol! Military display
tlat would have confounded hostile ma
tions! The city shaken with cannonad-
ing by day and the night on fire with
yrotecnics! Thousands OF all political
parties who congratulated the PRESIDENT
pronounced that Fourth OF March the
brightest day that had ever shone on
American institutions! That night or
soon after, in some room OF the Presi-
dental mansion, | warrant you there
assembled, husband and wife and five
children and the aged mother, taking a
long breath after the excitement OF the
Inauguration. But behold Friday, Sep
tember 23rd, the dead President in the
rotunda; his bereaved wife at friends
house; q dangerously sick child four
hundred miles away at Williamstown,
Massachusetts,; military on guard around
the casket; hundreds OF
Thousands of People Gazing on the Face
80 emaciated that none would know it;
the poor black woman falling on her
knees beside the coffin, expressing the
anguish Of speechless multitudes, when
she said: Oh, dear, how he must have
suffered Friday, the 4th OF March,
1881! Friday, September %, 1881! OF
all the words Of comfort have uttered
to-day, l have this lesson, which seems |
to sound out from the tramp OF pail
bearers, and from the rolling OF the
draped railroad train moving westward,
and from the open grave now waiting to |
receive our dead President: "Put not
your trust in Princes. nor in the sons OF
man, in whom there is no help. His |
breath goeth forth, | . returneth to this |
earth, in that every day his thoughts
perish" Fare thee well, departed chief |
tain.