The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1881-10-07
JAMES A9RAG GARFIELD,
Born Nov 49, 1884, Died President of the United States Sept 49, 1881

receive the highest hOnors that the land cOuli
bestow upon him. Left behind him. lingering
on the shore where he has passed over to the
other side, what words can express the sym
pathy that is due to her, or the consolation
that can strengthen her heart and give hel
courage to bear this bitter bereavement.
"And the wife who began with him IL
young womanhood, who has bravely kept
step with him right along through all his
wOndrous career, and who has been not only
his wife but his friend and his counselor
through all their succession Of properties
and his increase of influence and power, and
who, when the day of calamity came, was
there his ministering angel, his prophecies
and his priestess, when the circumstances
were such as to forbid ministrations from
other hands, speaking to him the words of
cheer which sustained him through that long,
fearful struggle for life, and watching over
him when his dying vision rested upon her
beloved form and sought from her eyes an
inslring gaze that should speak when words
could not speak.
"And the children. that have grown up to a
period when they can remember all that be.
longed to him, left fatherless in world like
this; yet, surrounded with Nations sympa-
thy and with q worlds affection, and able to
"
his noble and wondrous life, they may be as
sured that the eyes of the Nation are upon
them, and that the hearts of the people go
out after them. -
DR.. Errett was listened to with close and
earnest attention. He spoke for forty
minutes, and when he closed hush for q
moment hung over the vast audience.
Mr.. Garfield's favorite hymn was beauti.
fully sung by the Vocal Society, as follows:
"Ho. reapers of life's harvest,
Why stand with rusted blade
Until the night draws round thee
And the day begins to fade?
"Why stand We idle waiting
For reapers more to GOMEZ
The golden morn is passing,
Why sit ye idle, dumb?
"Thrust in your sharpened sickle
And gather in the grain;
The night is fast approaching,
And noon will come again.
"The Master calls for reapers,
And shall He call in vain?
Shall sheaves lie there ungathered
And waste upon the plain?
"Mount up the heights of wisdom
And crush each error low:
Keep back no words of knowledge
mat human hearts should Know
Be faithful to thy mission
In service of thy Lord.
And then golden chaplet
Shall be thy just reward"
At 11:45 DR.. Charles s. Pomeroy deliv-
cred the final prayer and benediction, after
which the Washington Marine Band played
"Nearer, Ny God, to Thee"
The funeral procession moved from Mon.
umentA Park at five minutes before twelve
o'clock. The time occupied in moving the
casket from the pavilion to the funeral-car
was about fifteen minutes. A corps of
United States marines from the United
States steamer Michigan formed parallel
lines from the east side Of the pavilion to the
east entrance to the park, through which
the casket was borne on the shoulders Of
the United States artillerymen. under com.
mand Of Lieutenant Weaver, to the funeral-
car, followed by the mourners, who took
seats in the carriages. Grandma Garfield
bore the services remarkably well, Is did
also the widow Of the President.