Bridgeton pioneer., 1892-11-24

DR.. Enoch Flthian's mortal remains
were Friday consigned to the silent
tomb, a large number of relatives and
friends being present to pay the last
mark OF respect to his honored mem
ory.
The day was unpleasant, a high
blustery wind prevailing all the morn
ing, but the Presbyterian Church, in
which he had long worshipped, was
filled with solemn assemblage.
The remains of him who had lived a
century, reposed in a handsome, solid
oak, combination casket, lined with
tufted white satin. The body was
robed in suit of black, and the fea.
lures were unchanged by the touch OF
death, and the aged man appeared as
If but sweetly sleeping. The scores OF
people present gazed lovingly upon
the still face, and at twenty minutes
of twelve. the cover of the casket was
adjusted, and the features and form
were shut out forever.
Rev. II. E. Thomas, the Presbyter-
ian diYine, life long friend of the de.
ceased, read passages of Scripture, and
Rev. H. FL. Beadle, of this city, offered
a sweet, beautiful prayer.
Again did Rev. Mr.. Thomas arise. II
was felt that he would make a power.
full address, drawing from the long,
usefnl life, beautiful and impressive
and lasting lessons, but after the read
ing of Gods Word, he said, II must
tell you my hearers, that I cannot this
morning make an address. Time and
again our friend here, in life, requested
that when his spirit should have taken
Its flight, that there should be no ad-
dress, and his request will be obeyed."
Continuing, he said that all he should
say was of the wonderful kindness and
tender care of those who had made his
declining years, peaceful, quiet, happy
and contented. That the burden of
his old age, by these administrations
had been lightened until it became a
pleasure for him to live. The CON-
munity had been taught to revere and
love him. Four or five generations had
grown up to honor him, while the old
friends love was strengthened. He
was not alone. Somebody always ad-
ministered to his comfort. His birth
day celebrations were joyous events,
and the memory of those occasions
will never die. Now he has passed
away, but his memory will be nearer
and nearer still. Wonderful love!
Wonderful man! passing over to Him,
and to be with Him, whom he has so
long. SO humbly, and so Loyalty served.
These well known physicians, Drs.
Henry Elmer, j. R. O. Thompson,
Joseph Sheppard, Snyder, R. Dare
and Sharp, then grasped the oxidized
silver handle bars, and tenderly carried
the body from the bier.
As the door of the church was
reached, the clouds sprinkled rain, and
the beautiful remembrance of Blessed
is the dead that the rain falls on
passed through every mind. Back of
the church moved the funeral cortege,
back to the center of the the yard.
where mother earth, opened her arms
and received back that it had given to
make the man so long before. The
services at the grave were extremely
simple, and the end of the centenarian
had truly come.
The place of burial was directly op-
posite the old house in which the Doc
tor had lived for thirty-four years.
Time and again has he gazed on the
spot which is now his tomb, and the
mortality Of the man thus remains di-
rectly in connection with all memorie s
of him during the recent years.