The herald., 1893-06-04
OBITUARY.

noon. The house was crowded, and
many beautiful floral offerings were ar
ranged about the cssket. The pail
bearers were President Elliott OF the
Firat National bank, Mr.. McKoon, Mr..
Forester and Br. Anderson. The SER
vices at the residence were conducted by
Rev. Z. w. Caswell. presiding elder OF
Santa Barbara district. who read eelec-
ton from the scriptures. The choir OF
the First M. Z. church then sang q
hymn, which was beautifully rendered,
after which an address was made by the
Rev. DR.. Bresee OF the Simpson NJ. E.
Church. followed by another hymn
BY the chair. Rev. e. w. Caswell then
made the following address:
In few supplementary words desire
to speak OF the great-heartedness Of the
noble soul who has just left US. Beneath
a strong comprehensive mind lay great
heart.
We admire intellects but we love
hearts, and although MIR. Shatto was Of
retiring nature thoae who did enter the
sacred precincts of his affections loved
him always and found in him a never
falling friend.
He was as true as he was brave and as
brave as he wRs true. He was as true as
Jonathan was to David to every friend
he had,
Thank Heaven there are golden hu-
man friendships like that of our beloved
friend which have 80 much of the divine
in them that they are the same yester
day, today and forever.
A man with such sYmpathies could
but love his home and kindred. The
family circle was his throne; here his
tendereHt feelings. his deepest love
found fullest freedom.
We all remember how gently and ten
derly he watched and nursed and cared
for Mother Whitney during her long i'll
nees. One day / said to him, Mr..
Shatto, you are running your health
watching through the long night with
mother. You should let your friends
come in and help you" Don't you
fear" he replied. Il am sll right. She
loves to have me with her."
He watched Father Whitney through
long illness in the same loving man
ner.
Mr.. Shatto had great business inter
ests, but they could wait while loved ones
were ill. He lived for those he loved.
Love was the all-absorbing passion OF
his being.
But his devotion for his wife arose
above all other loves like the mountain
above the plain. He lived for her
whom he loved O thousandfold more
than his own soul.
He came west seeking a fairer cline
for Mrs. Shatto's health.
He built THE beautiful home for her
whom hia soul loved. The beautifully
painted walls, the elegant furnishings
all represent love. Aud when ell is
completed he takes trip up to the
Mojave desert TO find dryer atmos-
phere during the summer months.
where his beloved vile may grow
stronger.
Though not member, as has been
said, OF any church, We are all sure he
loved his God. He led a praying life,
and was noted for purity and integrity
OF character, as we'll as for a certain
courageous fesriesepesa which led him
to Btand for the right in ali moral re-
forms.
often eaid to him: 81 know you are
Christian Why don't you unite with
tha,rhnreh OF vnnr -ehoieAa, 2 !, r~....e,-l1- 4
reply: ''I'm not good enough yet.
want to be a perfect Christian when |
unite with the church,
Four years ago Mr.. -Shstto listened
with rapt attention to Amanda Smith,
the celebrated colored evangelist. He
was charmed With the way she presented
the subject Of entire holiness OF heart,
and would often say: 81 want that full
nees OF love before l give my hand to
the church" +
Often during my evening visits he
would call upon the family and fnyseif
to join in singing come OF Annanda's
favorite songs, and he would join with
| Il. l,n = Iar f,.i 90,
Glory Glory Jesus Saves Me, and The
family prayers, and the home circle
seemed quite on the verge OF heaven.
Mr.. Shatto was evidently hastening
home little earlier than he was ex-
pected, in order to pleasantly surprise
his loved ones he takes the train for
his home on earth, and goes without
pang OF pain to his home in heaven.
He falls asleep here and awakes yon-
der.
He was going home to see the loved
ones, but it was the other home and the
other loved ones he met.
He has gone to see the dear little one
that few away years ago; to see Mother
Whitney and his own dear parents, who
we're waiting for him to come home, just
as the loved ones in Los Angeles were
waiting.
1t was eurpriee to him to look out
upon morning which has no evening,
to see dear ones from whom he will
never be separated, to enter the inherit
ance which is incompatible, unde6led
and which fadeth not away. Where is
no more sorrow, crying, pain or dying.
You bid him good night" little
while ago, and we will not see him again
till we bid him "good morning"
He was coming to US, now we are go
ing to him. Home is in heaven now.
In little while the Master will say to
us, sit is enough, come home."
Jesus alone can sustain and comfort,
uphold and bless the loving kindred and
the stricken companion. He would, and
trust, does, press you to his infinite
heart OF compassion.
What exquisite words be speaks to us
today 1t is l, Be Not Afraid Peace Be
Still; / am Thy God; Will Never
Leave Thee Nor Forsake Thee; [, Thy
Maker Am Thy Husband; l Will Be
With Thee and Strengthen Thee.
Gracious promises poured from the
lips of Jesus. What balm to our poor,
wounded hearts.
We leave it all with Jesus in sweet
submission, as the poet tenderly sings:
/ leave it all with Jesus.
For he knows
How beside me,
Safe to guide me
Through my foes;