The record-union. [volume] (Sacramento, Calif.) 1891-1903, 1893-09-26
FUNERAL OF REV. @. S. HAsWELL
An Old and Respected Citizen Shown
Touching HOnOrS.

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An Old and Respected Citizen Shown
Touching HonorS.
The funeral services over the remains
of the late Rev. c. S. Hasweli, for so
many years a citizen of Sacramento, were
held in Odd Fellows Temple yesterday
at O'Clock, under the auspices of Capitol
Lodge, 1. o. O. F. There was very large
attendance of citizens to pay the last
tribute of respect to the memory of the
good man who for so long a time has been
intimately identified with good works in
California,
The mourners were the widow, the
children and their families and the grand
children. Noble Grand r. L. Hall pre-
sided, and Albert Hart was Chaplain Of
the lodge, the two reading the beautiful
but simple ceremonial lines of the Odd
Fellows funeral ritual.
A choir consisting of Messrs. Barrett,
Dunster, Genshlea and Dollhouse assisted
in the services, singing Come Ye Dis
hymn, and $50 To Thy Rest" The
floral tributes upon and at the foot of the
casket-which bore the EN- blems of Free
masonry and Odd Fellowship, of the lat
ter DIR. Haswell having been Past Grand
Master-were very beautiful, simple but
elegant and rich. OF the two chief pieces
one bore the Inscription, "Our Father"
and the other, from the Nom bership of
his church at Elk Grove, sour PASTOR"
The spacious lodgeroom was full when
far less than all had entered. and large
number of people still crowded the ante
rooms and halls. The members of Cap
itol Lodge wore the usual mourning
badge; the delegation from Sloan Lodge
of Good Templars appeared in official re-
gala, and large group of children from
the Band of Hope, temperance order
the doctor founded, was present and later
accompanied the remains to the grave.
Rev. I. c. George pronounced the
funeral Grafton, speaking in the name of
the people with whom DIR. Haswell had
so long lived, and as pastor of the Sixth
street NJ. E. Church, of which denomina-
ton the deceased had been a licensed
minister.
Mr.. George spoke with deep feeling,
and his voice was frequently choked by
emotion. He sketched the life of DR..
Haswell, referring to the chief dates and
events in the work of the deceased phi
lanthropist and clergyman, and tracing
his career from youth to the close of his
useful life. In speaking OF a man of such
high character, he said. words OF strength
and full importance should be chosen, a
task he did not feel equal to. He had
years, and knew him to admire and re-
spect for his convictions of duty and the
courage of performances. Only a fortnight
ago he had met him at Pacific Grove,
accompanied by his wife, who for more
than forty-five years had toiled by his
side, loving and gentle. They spoke then
of their pleasure in returning to the work
of the church at Elk Grove, and planned
for the future with enthusiasm for the
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said the speaker, we gather about his
coffin and place our flowers and drop our
tears, and express the sympathy we feel
for those left behind who believe they
have most to grieve for. And he-he is
on the other side of the river in a man
sion prepared for him and not made by
hands.
His death presses upon us afresh the
truth of the uncertainty of life and the
certainty of death. But it leaves us the
consolation to be found in the splendid
character the man had builded as a mon
ument to his convictions. He filled a
large place in the world of good and
philanthropic activity; and it was all due
to his thoroughness of conviction of right
and his courage in following the course
his duty laid out.
character had made in the church, MIR.
George related that when DIR. Haswell re-
solved to abandon his practice as physi-
clan and devote himself to the ministry,
convinced that he was called to duty in
that direction, he was 65 years of age. A
law of the Methodist conference prohibits
license for the pulpit to any over the age
of thirty at the time of application. This
because 1t Is truth that men rarely
change their profession in middle life and
make a success. On the day of DR.. Has
Wells application the speaker had HIM
self successfully opposed the application
of a candidate who had only a little
passed the period of limitation. But
when DR.. HaswelPs prayer was taken up
it was granted without an objection.
Here was the man OF siXty-five, ready to
out side by side with young men, in the
mountains or the canyons, on the border
or in the cities and towns, and do battle
for the Master. The fact spoke volumes
for the character of the man. 1t told the
story of the impression he made upon
that body of two hundred clergymen in
conference assembled, and jealous of in
fraction of the rule Of the body.
DR.. Haswell was born in the Green
Mountain State, and it was not vain to
hold that something of the sentiment re-
lated to the green hills of Vermont had
attached to his character, giving it sturdi-
ness, vigor and strength. But its strength
lay, as already said, in his convictions
and the courage with which he backed
them. Let man be dou le-minded and
he is weak, but strength is born of sim
gleness of heart and perfect trust in hon
est conviction. Such man acting under
the belief that he is called to duty by his
God is invincible.
He was not surprised at the success of
Mohammed when he considered his con-
viction of the principle of his religion,
There is one Cod and when be re-
called the courage with which he adhered
to that conviction. Over on the banks of
the river Mouse there lived a maiden.
She thought, and pondered, and studied,
and prayed, until one day convinced that
she was called to a great duty she went to
her uncle and said: "a woman has
ruined France; a maid shall restore the
nation, and i am that maid" Panoplied
in this conviction and supported by he
roic courage she went forth to success, a
success with which we are all familiar.
1t was that order of conviction, that
order of heroism, that characterized DR..
Haswell. Believing 1t to be his duty to
do given work, he went about it with
undaunted courage and wholly regard
less of the burdens it put upon him. So
we come to-day to drop our tears
over his casket and to send out our hearts
to the bereaved. Can we comfort her
who has so long labored by his side and
toiled and suffered with him? The burial
service just read, beautiful in its SIM
plicity, breathed of hope, but not even
such words can compare with those of
the Master: Let not your heart be
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