The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1896-05-28

The Twenty-ninth day of April is a no.
table day in the history Of the May Memoir
ial Church in Syracuse, as it is the ami
Versary of the installation of the Rev.
Samuel R. Calthrop, d. D., the eminent
divine who so long has ministered to them
spiritually as pastor Of the Church.
DR.. Calthrop was born in England and
received his preparatory scholastic training
at St. Paul's School, London. Entering
Trinity College, Cambridge. he soon became
. bright figure in that brilliant coterie of
scholars, literary men and wits that followed
in the traditions of Macaulay and his associ-
ates at the university. In the middle of the
his first impressions of the young city that
nearly a score of years later he was to choose
Is his home and in which his labors have
been 80 long and effective. The mastery
pulpit addresses of DR.. Calthrop have had
their fundamentals drawn from the deepest
research. His people have been instructed
by him, not only in things spiritual, but in
the elements of the broadest culture, in lit
e~rature, in art and in science. His young
men have been taught a muscular system of
morality. In these and in many other ways
has he endeared himself to his congregation,
which is one of the most highly cultured
and wealthy in the city.
DR.. Calthrop has a striking personality.
To the eye he is a most picturesque figure.
His head and face, framed in %luxuriant mas
ses of silky, snow white hair and beard, are
of the type of Bryant and Longfellow. AL
though over seventy years old, his rather
spare figure is firm and erect, and every
movement is active and graceful. His whole
life long he has been an ardent admirer and
promoter of athletic sports, and even at his
advanced age, plays tennis will all the vigor
and skill of q young man. To SyracuSans,
perhaps, this remarkably versatile mar is
most widely known, apart from his profess
sion, as a scientist.
On a bright April morning a reporter fol-
lowed the winding driveway that curving
around the hill leads to Calthrop Lodge, an
old-fashioned, red brick mansion, surrounded
by a grove of oaks and chestnuts. Wearing
q black skull cap and a black coat of semi
clerical cut, the master of Calthrop Lodge
graciously received the reporter who called
to inquire about his health, for, though
manfully REFRESHING all possible evidences
of his suffering, DR.. Calthrop for many
years has been the victim of a distressing
affection, until by fortunate chance he was
led to take the remedy which has etfectually
cured him.
During more than half of his pastorate in
Syracuse, DIR. Calthrop has been troubled
with rheumatism, and at intervals he suffered
excruciating agony from it. At times the
pain was so great as to prevent him from
walking. Many remedies were tried with.
out success, and he and his friends had given
up hope Of q permanent cure or of more
than temporary relief when he took the
preparation that drove the disease completely
from his system.
In q letter written to the editor of Tnt
Evening Necs, of Syracuse, last year, DR..
Calthrop told of his afiiction and its cure.
This is DR.. Calthrop's letter:
To the Editor Of The Evening News-
Dear Sir: More than thirty-fve years ago ]
wrenched my left knee, throwing it almos,
from its socket. Great swelling followed
and the synovial juice kept leaking from the
joint.
' This made me lame for years, and from
time to time the weak knee would give GU