The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1893-09-25
CAPE ELIZABETH.
Very Impressive Ceremonies in Memory of
Those Who Went Down on the Mary


| Lizzie.
1t was very impressive scene yesterday
afternoon at the Methodist church at
South Portland, when the relatives,
friends and acquaintance OF the men
lost on the Mary Lizzie gathered to hold
memorial services. IL was on the oath
of last August that this sword fishing
schooner from South Portland was lost
| with six of her crew: Captain John A.
Woodbury., Alpheus P. Doughty, John
Hughes, Charles A. Ridley. Horace
Upton and Fred r. Mcintyre. The story
| of their loss was told wildly by the sole
| survivor, George IT. Upton, who has been
| left such physical wreck by his awful
! experience, that he was unable to be
| present at the services yesterday
The Methodist church, with the main
| portion and vestry thrown together, is
| capable of seating eight hundred people;
but it was hardly large enough to contain
| lost men but Charles A. Ridley and
| Alpheus P..Doughty were mem bers OF
| Bayard lodge, Knights of Pythlas; so
Bayard lodge turned out in full mum bers,
I 1870 in all, commanded by George GoWen.
They marched from their hall and were
seated, in a body in the church. Inc
| immediate relatives sat together in the
front seats in the body OF the church,
and were aboutssixt in number, nearly
all wearing some article of clothing
| denoting mourning. All the men were
heads of families, SO the number OF I'M
mediate relatives is large.
| The services were conducted by Rev.
| I. G. Ross, the present pastor, assisted by
Rev. L. H. Bean now pastor of Pleasant
| dale, but formerly of South Portland.
| The Schubert Quartette, by their
beautiful renderings, greatly. assisted.
The reading of Scriptures and opening
prayer were made by Mr.. Bean. Mr.. Ross
then spoke. He said that great sorrow
had come, not to one but to many
thetic wave of sympathy has swept over
! this community since the morning when
! the news came from the loved ones who
| had persisted The general sorrow and
! sympathy has been evinced by the gen
| eral bearing and conversation OF the
| people of this community. 1t is evinced
again by the general attendance on these
| fomal but.no less beautiful services. 1t is
| fitting that we should meet to weep with
| those who weep in this which is the
| earthly temple of the great Comforter
| above. Taking the passage from Eccle-
| siastes; 1t is better to go to the house OF
| mourning than the house of feastlng,
eUc, INC pfeacntE Sdlu 1Aao d coAoi al
| thought which all should remember was
| that we all must die. Our time is short
1 and the good we do must be done now.
| Personal experience of religion is
| needed for life to enable us to sustain
these disasters. How did those who are
| gone hold to the great truths Although
a stranger among you, can speak OF one
or two. ] met Captain Woodbury. by the
| bedside of his dying brother, and his
voice went up with mine in prayer. Of
| Chas Ridley am able to speak forcibly:
| He was my friend, and the last time ]
saw him he stood in your chapel on his
feet testifying to the truths OF the gospel.
At this point in the preachers address
the weeping in the church giSla became Sc
| Continuing, Mr.. Ross told how George
Upton, the survivor, had said that what
came to him first, was the thought OF
the mercy of Christ, and a prayer that
was answered by peace of soul, :, came to
his lips. And were he able to stand
as he is not, because of his shattered
nervous system, he would testify to this.
Of the others no one knows. 1t was an
hour when each was for himself. But
we can believe that each acted according
to the intellectual faith within him.
To the mourning ones / have only this
to say, "The only wise, true, safe thing
for us to do, is to bow our heads and
1 QuSn our uCdEUSs ttlu Sdys do Olo Ol1S
| I know who had lost three children: u
was dumb, I opened not my mouth, be-
cause Thou did'st it"
While we wait for voices that we heal
no more, for footsteps that come ne
more, may God comfort us all.
In conclusion Rev. T.. II. Bean related
how he had read the distressing story o.
the wreck in the morning paper, ane
thanked God as he read it that those meI
had lived near this church, and had beer
followed by prayers as they went forth
He spoke comfortingly and touchingl.
to the bereaved.
At the conclusion of the addresses, thu
quartette sang Gathering Home" tn,
words of which struck responsive chOr(
in almost every heart in the great audi
ence:
They're gathering homeward from ever.
land,
One by One, One by One.
And their weary feet touch the shining
strand,
i Yes one by one, one by one.
Their brows are inclosed in 20 COLDER
crown,
Their travel stained garments are all lait
| down,
And clothed in white raiment they res
in the mead,
Where the Lamb of God his saints dotl
lead.
Gathering home, Gathering home,
Before they rest, they pass thro' tn
strife,
Thro' the waters OF death they ente
life.
To some are the floods of the river still
AS they ford on their way to the heaven
| ly hill.
To others the waves run fiercely ant
wild,
Yet they reach the home of the undefiled
We, too, shall come to the river side, :.
We are nearing it's waters even-tide,
We can hear the noise and the dash of tn
stream,
4 Now and again thro' our life's dec
dream;
Sometimes the floods all the banks over
flow,
And sometimes in ripples and small
waves go.
Jesus, Redeemer, we look to Thee,
We lift up our voices trem blingly,
The waves of the river are dark and cole