The record-union., 1893-06-26
FUNERAL SERVICES.
Brief but Eloquent Address by Rev.
DIR. Stebbins.

Brief but Eloquent Address by Rev.
DR.. Stebbins.
When the immense concourse of people
who had had gathered at the university
grouped themselves around the bier
burial services of the Episcopal Church
were held.
temporary platform and awning had
been erected inside the Leland Stanford,
Jr., memorial arch and some draping in
black and white covered the pillows and
hung around the roof. The casket was
laid in front upon a richly ornamented
bier, and all around were fragrant and
beautiful flowers and floral offerings.
Bishop Nichols, Rev. Mr.. Foute and Dr.
Stebbins took positions on the pletform,
and behind them sat Mrs. Mariner
Campbell, Mrs. Eunice Westwater,
Samuel d. Mayer and Walter c. Camp
bell, who composed the choir, and Pro-
lessor IL. NJ. Bosworth, who accompanied
their singing on the organ.
The burial chant, Lord, Let Me Know
My End" was sung by the choir, and
the sweet music found an echo among the
massive buildings. Everything but the
solemn chanting was hushed in a silence
that was eloquent of sympathy and re-
igious sentiment, and when the words
had died away Rev. Mr.. Foute read the
scriptural lesson taken from the fifteenth
chapter of st. PauPs epistle to the
Corinthians, fifteenth to twentieth verses.
In this consoling lesson the promises of
immortality came as balm to the
wounded hearts.
Death is swallowed up in victory. O
death, where is thy sting? o grave,
where is thy victory? But
thanks be to God which giveth us the
victory through our Lord Jesus Christ"
The choir sang, 81 Heard the Voice of
Jesus Say" and to the great throng stand
ing around this music seemed inexpress-
IDLY affecting.
Then followed the prayers, opening
with "Our Father who art in Heaven"
Bishop Nichols officiated. and Rev. Mr..
Foute responded in voice affected with
emotion.
The hymn, For Thee, oh, Dear, Dear
Country" was rendered by Mrs. Marri-
ner Campbell, after which the Rev. Mr..
Stebbins delivered a brief but eloquent
address
1T is not the occasion for biography or
eulogy," said the reverend speaker.
The record of Mr.. Stanford's life from
his beginning on an Eastern farm to
his death at Palo Alto is familiar to all
OF us.
Your presence here at his burial at
tests the common human estimation in
which he was held by all. 1t is enough
to speak word in humility, praise and
thanksgiving.
1t was Mr.. Stanford's lot to stand out
in the face of every other earthly conten-
ton prominently as man of wonderful
mind. There is in every aim of life, high
or low, rich or poor, a track of life which
shows the momentum of the man and
the gravitation of his mind.
"Mr. Stanford's power of mind and
character were constituted by the happy
combination of the faculties of one com
mon human nature-a combination
which marks common-sense united with
charming sentiments and warm sympa-
thies. His name and reputation will rest
on his being one of the founders of one of
the greatest corporate properties of this
country, and how he used that which
came to himself.
How did he behave in the region of
his own?
Does he fling about his power, or does
he abdicate self will in obedience to a
higher law? No man can be rich by his
own industry simply. When Mr.. Stan
ford came it was in the morning light of
new age of liberty. The nations grief
and weeping history stood and opened
the gates of oppOrtunity-'The tide
which taken at the flood leads on to for
ture'
The line that divides between human
responsibility and divine benefcence, be-
tween. man and opportunity, will never be
drawn by any hand except that almighty
hand under which we all live Mr.. Stan
ford bad in his late days a conception of
education that leads to God. The moral
crisis of his life was at the death of his
son, whose picture will be looked on
with wonder and with love by genera
tions yet to come. That death drew the
beams of sun out of his eyes: but dark
ness reveals life, creates the impression
that there must be light somewhere.
and that darkness was cleft in twain bv
him.
In a recent conversation he said the
object OF his life was fulfilled. He
replied to congratulations; we have
great hopes.' lie always spoke in the
plural, as if feeling it was not himself
alone who was worthy of congratulations.
His mind was on education, as he called
the business of God.
at is for this praise him. His name
will endure, written on these walls and
she sky and the earth around. For this 1
praise him, for when 1 praise him praise
God.
ut would be uniting for me to intrude
on a woman's sorrow or a widows grief;
but on this occasion l must say: Let
these encourage you. Rise up from your
grief and learn of God and of his spirits.
and yet take counsel of your own heart
And, fellow-citizens, and especially you
who are charged with carrying this body
to-day-men of iron hands and iron
hearts-I say bear with your strength a
little. lift this casket gently, tenderly.
for it is a man you bear.
"Such honors Ilium to her hero maid
Silent slept the mighty HectOr's shade"
After the touching and appropriate dis
course, the singing of Cardinal New
mans hymn, Lead, Kindly Light"
was another impressive feature of the
services, which were then concluded.
A wIFE's DEEP SORROW.
Last Look Upon the Face of a Beloved
Husband.
There was brief pause after the re-
ligious rites were finished, pause as If