The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1897-12-13
ANACONDA NE VS..
Be yE READY FOR DEATH2
Prepare Thyself for the Hour
When Thou Art Called.
Mr.. MARSHALI,S FUNERAL
Rev. MIR. Busters Eulogistic Words in
Honor of the Man Who Was Hon
est and Fearless, and Who
Loved His Savior.

! The funeral of the late Hon. Joseph
Marshall, whose sad death occurred in
this city on Friday last, was held yes
terday afternoon. The esteem in which
the pioneer was held by ali was well at
tested by the long line of carriages and
the hundreds of people who followed
the remains to their last resting place.
The services were conducted at the
M. E. church by the Rev. Mr.. Custer,
who delivered an impressive sermon
Mr.. Custer began by giving a short
biographical account of the deceased.
in which he stated that MIR. Marshall
was born 81 years ago in Ohio and that
he came to Montana early in the COS,
having lived in Deer Lodge valley most
of the time since. He leaves daughter
IL years of age In 1894 he was elected
TO the Legislature of the state. He was
known as an honest, conservative and
careful man; great Bible student, and
one who saw very clearly and spoke
Very emphatically of the good the
church was doing in the world. His last
request was that his daughter be so in
ffuenced that she might be of great use
in doing good in the world, and his
highest ambition would be that she
might follow in the footsteps of such
woman as Frances Z. Willard.
The text of the funeral sermon was
taken from / Corinthians XIV. 6: Some
are fallen asleep" The pastor said: The
idea of death changed very much when
Christ came to tell man of His heaven
~ Father and His love- Before that
time everything gloomy surrounded the
tomb. all that was dark. foreboding and
unnviting was piled about the tomb:
no ray of light and no star of hope
shone there. To look into the tomb in
heather atmosphere meant to see only
nifr1,t
All the associations of death We're hor-
rid and forbidding. Christ went Him
self down into the grave and gave that
grace and that hope which enabled the
writer of this text to say to death,
Where is thy sting?' and TO the grave,
Where is thy victory? and it was this
larger and brighter hope that led him
to speak of death as sleep. So great
WAS this contrast that it was very hard
for those converted to Christ and to
Christianity to cast off the old idea of
death. and come from within it's gloom.
While ones moral and spiritual con-
dition makes the only difference now, it
is and has always been the desire of
Christianity to shed all the light posi-
BILE about the grave and lead all into
the better faith. Sleep is fit emblem
of death, relative to those who have
died in the Lord. 1t mirrors perfect rest
after the weary toll and dust of the
day. All pain and all worry forgotten
and obliyious to all that goes surging
on in life, and which so often makes the
heart sick during waking moments. No
clouds are lowering over the soul fore
boding the coming storm. All these
things are not to the sleeping one. The
storms may howl and the shrieking
winds may wall, but these things bother
not the sleeping one. We are not to be-
lieve that sleeping in death means the
same as being annihilated. for there Is
a eli nd ma Dlyn1o
in the same character he had when he
went to sleep. AS when.a an entire family
Ictires TO sleep at eyentide and when
the mornings sun arises all awaken to
gather in the parlor. so shall it be with
all the sons of earth, they fall asleep
here to-day, at evening, to awaken
when the sun of eternity shall arise
upon the great Tomorrow all shall
awaken just as they were when they fell
asleep.
As the soul wanders out into Elysium
fields and over great expanses of being
in natural sleep, so in death it is sup
posed that the soul will be very much
alive, roaming over Gods great uni
verse awaiting the time when it is TO
return and claim the spiritual body
God has promised to have in readiness
for it, When that great and good man,
DIR. Keen, was about to die he said.
Bring flowers to the cemetery year
after year and make it look as beauti-
full as possible, and brighten every
thing there, but / shall not be there
when you call We shall all awaken
from this sleep without difficulty and be
refreshed as from pleasant dreams, let
us hope. The great questions are: Are
we all ready to fall asleepo Is our house
in order? Is our work all done? Is our
days work done, and well done? Do we
say yes to what the poet says, so live
that when they summons comes to join
the innumerable caravan that moves to
that mysterious realm, where each shall
take his chamber in the silent halls of
death: thou go not like the quarry slave
al night, scourged to his dungeon, but
sustained and soothed by an unfalter-
ing trust, approach to thy grave like
one who wraps the drapery of his couch
about him and lies down to pleasant
dreams?"'
; Let us do our duty and accept eter-
nal life. and then awaken upon the
morning of eternity with conscience
washed in the blood. record made clean.
memory cleared and God reconciled All
shall sleep like the tired army after a
hard days march, and just as the gray
dawn of morning came stealing over
the eastern hills, the bugle called shrill
and clear. while all sprang Immediately
TO their feet and quickly strapped about
them their marching Announcements. So
shall ii be when the trumpet shall call
to the last judgment. May we all be
there with the Great Advocate upon
our side, pleading the merits of His
blood
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