The Portland daily press., 1897-10-06

| wi ana UuSlI dppC&AS loA I1EIiuO-
BUSINESS.
/ The prophet sees truth at first hand. He
| uoes not quote. He has an immediate
consciousness of it, Its authenticity and
Its authority. He gives himself to its
dominion and dedicates body and soul to
lts diffusion. Such was Neal Dow. He
gave himself to the cause Of temperance
with passionate devotion.
With him it was the cause of righteous
ness and humanity. There Is enlargement
and life giving power In ideas that root
themselves in eternal righteousness, and
a man possessed with such an idea is
worth more to the world than armies and
navies
| When such a man speaks it is with not
| only the prophet conviction, but with
the prophets power. Men cannot remain
indifferent to him. They may oppose, but
they must rouse themselves for some
action.
/ This has been the success of the life we
remember today.
| 1t does not need mention in this pres
ence, but more than to any other leader
compelled to stop and examine the
grounds of their individual and social
life touching intemperance. They were
Obliged to admit the evil, acknowledge
the wrong.
Thus was well begun the great temper
ancee movement which was not limited
to our land, and which today is leading
1 Issue in the world,
| He was q great leader. He inspired
men with the idea that they might mas
ter the liquor traffic insead Of allowing it
1 to master them.
/ The golden rule and the fact that
each man is his "brother's keeper" he
felt and strove to make Others feel. He
was statesman as well as prophet like
| Of bn nf old Ha hOd-
led his convictions in law and thus built
a breakwater against the encroa ching
evil-a wall of defense for the weak.
| He was not an easy leader to follow.
He saw the right SO clearly, he was so
| loyal to it,that any hesitation was scarce
| " to be tolerated. But tho he struck
hard blows, 1t was not with personal ami
mostly He saw men through the truth
| that he had given himself to, and as they
We're for or against it, he judged them.
| But personal hatreds he did not cherish.
His courage was unwavering, magnificent.
| be was never dauntcd.
"One who never turned his back but
marched breast forward,
| Never doubted clouds would break,
| Never dreamed, tho right were worSted,
wrong would triumph.
Held we fall to rise, are baff1ed to fight
better,
Sleep to wake.
| Shall VIC mourn him?
No u
Greet the unseen with oheerl
| Bid him forward, breast and back as eth
er should be,
Strive and thrivol cry, speed, fight on
forever
| There as here"
| He never ceased to believe in the
| triumph of temperance for it was the
cause of humanity of righteousness, the
/ cause of God.
| This was the secret of his life, his pow
er. Like one in the far past she endured
as seeing Him who is invisible
And the presence that WAS SO potent,
us, has gone out into the unseen, full of
Years and honors
Lifes work we'll done,
Lifes crown well WON'T
Not in chariot of fire, but peacefully
as the full tide slips from the shore he
went, SO that he might have said with the
great poet:
"Sunset and Evening Star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When put out to sea.
But such tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that who drew for, out the bound
less deep
Turns gain home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark
And may there be no sadness of farewell
When I embark.
For tho, fr o,,t cur hourpo of T;,,a ,,a
Place
The food may bear me far,
hope to see my Pilot face to face
When | have crossed the bar"
But friends we arc not met here merely
to honor him who has gone. God hon
ored him. His work is done. Something
remains for us.
The prophets voice is stilled but the
prophets message remains. Its appeal is
to us: Upon whom shall a double por-
tion of the spirit Of Elijah fall? What
the mystery of invisible things"
Men whom highest hope inspires,
Men whom purest honor tires,
Men who trample self beneath them,
"
Men who never shame their mothers,
Men who never fail their brothers,
True, however, false are others.
Men who, when the tempest gathers
Grasp the standard of their fathers
In the thickest fight;
Men who strike for home and altar,
Let the coward cringe and falter),
Tod defend the right!
True as truth, tho lone and lonely,
Iender-as the brave are only;
Men who tread where saints have trod,
Men for Country, Home and God;
give us men / say again-again
Give us such men!
At the close of his address Mr. Hack
offered prayer and then the benediction.
An opportunity was next offered all
who wished to take a last look at the face
OF the deceased. The entire audience,
apparently, awaited themselves of this
privilege, and for nearly an hour they
Tiled past, men. women and children.
Many old people were in the line, and the
scene at times was very touching. After
the audience had passed the clergymen