The herald., 1897-12-15
he well-known words Of the poet and

say:
NO more, no more, the worldly shore
Disturbs her with its loud uproar.
With open eyes her spirit flies
Beyond the gates OF Paradise.
We weep and wall, but not for her.
This happier ons-her course Is run.
From lands of snow to lands of sun
With opened eyes her spirit flies
Where summer sings and never dies
where the Lord God Almighty Ia the
light thereof. where she shall hunger
no more, neither thirst any more. neith-
er shall the sun light upon her. nor any
heat, for the Lamb, which is in the midst
Of the throne, shall light them and lead
them into fountains Of living waters
Blessed, indeed, will 1t be for those
who loved the flowers Of earth: we'll to
walk with him, by the fountains Of liv-
ing waters, and God himself shall wipe
away all tears from their eyes
"she will be gone from W, but she will
remain. Blessed are the dead who die
In the Lord, for their works do follow
them.'
I'm moments Of sorrow or weakness
she will be with US and the influence of
her life will afford such strength as
earthly communion could not give. One
who filed TO the very brim the measure
Of being as she did needs no fulsome
eulogy. Works of charity live on beyond
the doing; kindness brings the harvest
of sowing: love outlives the past. the
present and the future. Tongues shall
cease, but love endureth forever. Tha
highest mead of praise that can be
given Is that which the Savior gave to
the faithful woman when he said: She
has done well what she could. A career
closed, The arch Is imperfect until the
hand Of death has fixed the keystone
1T is the end of the journey that gives
character, and now life's successful
journey ended, she rests well.
It is hard to part when friends are dear;
Perhaps twill cost sigh. tear;
Then steal away, give little warning;
Choose thine own time
Say not good night, but In some happier
cline
Bid me good morning.
A FAvORITE HYMN
When the pastor had concluded his
eloquent tribute to the departed, another
hymn Of which Mother Mckinley was
particularly fond, Nearer. My God, to
Thee" was announced by Rev. Roper of
the First Baptist church and sung by
the quartet.
THE LAST LOOK
The undertaken then removed the lid
from the casket and an opportunity was
given the vast congregation to look upon
the features Of the departed. To the
dirge-like music Of the organ the crowd
slowly filed past the chancel rail, gazed
upon the sweet face and passed out Of
the door, while through another door
those who could not gain admission to
the church entered slowly, passed the
casket and Joined the multitude on the
outside. 1t was past o'clock when the
casket was recovered. The rain which
had fallen almost increasingly all day
continued, but in spite Of 1t the long line
Of carriages to West Lawn cemetery
was followed by hundreds Of pedes-
trians.
CONSCIENCELESS THIEVES
CANTON, O., Dec. 14.-During the
progress Of the funeral Of Mrs. McKin-
ley today several robberies occurred.
The home of Irwin Marshall was entered
and a large quantity Of jewelry was
secured.
Judge Kramer's jewelry establish
ment, opposite the church, was looted of
diamonds. watches and other jewelry.
The police arrested a man who is Just
out of the workhouse and part of the
missing articles were recovered. A
number Of pockets were also picked Of
valuables.