The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1884-08-16
AN ELUQUENT PASSAGE

From Blaine's ddI ess on the Death of
President Gar field.
The following are the closing paragraphs
Of Mr.. Blaine's memorial sddrefs on the
death Of Gen. Garfield: 49,.
Great in lille, he ives surprisingly great
in death. For no cause, in the very frenzy
OF waptonnee, and wickednc-s, by tho red
hand Of murder, he WIS thrust from the
full tide OF the worlds interest, from IT.
hope7, it, aspirations, its victories, into the
invisible presence Of deasI-ana he did
not quail. Not alone for The one sholt
MON ent 10 which, stunned end dszed, he
could give up lille, hardly aware Of its IT.
linquishment, but through days Of deadly
lauguor, through weeks OF agony, that wss
not lea agony because silentIy borne, with
clear sight and calm courage, he looked
into his open grave. What blight and ruin
met his anguishsd eyes, whe,e lips may
tell-whst brilliant, broken plans, what
bsfll ID high ambitiocn, what sun.
derus Of strong, warm manhood's
lrien dships, what bitter rending OF
sweet household tiet? Behind him a
proud, expectaut nation, great hc1t CT
sustaining friends, cherished and happy
mother, wesring the full, rich honors Of
her early toll and tesIe; tie wife OF his
youth, whose whole lille lay in his; the
little boys not yet emerged from child.
hoods days Of frolit; the fair young
daughter; the sturdy tors juet springing
into closest cempepionahip, claiming
every day, and every day rewarding a
fsther's love and cefe; and in his heart, the
tN;o 70 ko1t Il
Before him desolation and great dsrknoz1!
And his soul wss not shaken. His coun.
sfymen were thrilled with i7sis9t, pro.
found and universal sympathy. Mesterful
10 bis mortal weakness, he became the
center Of nation'o love, cnshriued in the
prayers Of q world. But all the love and
all the sympathy could not ahere with him
his suffering. he trod the wine prcs1
alone. With unfailing Tenderness he took
Lave ollie Above the demonisc HRS Of
the aeacesin's bullet he heard the voice Of
God. With simple resignation he bowed
to the divine decres.
Asthe end drew near his early craving
for the ssa returned. The stately meusion
Of power had been to him the wearisome
hospital Of pain, and he begged to be taken
from its prison walls, from its oppressive,
sitting all, from its homelessness and hope.
lefsnoss. Gently, silently, the love Of
great people bore the pale sufferer TO the
longed-for healing Of the sea, to live or die
es God should will, within sight Of its
heaving pillows, within sound OF il mani
fold voices. With wan, fsvered face ten
DERBY lifted to the cooling breeze be looked
out wis!fully upon the oceans changing
wonders; on its far sails whitening in the
morning light; on its rea.lee3 wave, rolling
ahorewsrd to break and die beneath the
MONDAY sun; on the red clouds Of evening
arching low to the horizon, on the serene
and shining pathway of the stsrs. Ls. US
think that his dying eyea read mystic
meaning which only the rspt and parting
soul may know. Let us believe that in the
silence Of the rscedirg world he heard the
great wavco breaking on further phore,
and felt already upon his wasted brow the
breath Of the eternal morning.