The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1898-05-17

may FURNISH an incentive 10 uldHly VII
tue that shall encourage and stimulate
our young men to lofty devotion to duty
forever.
All this grant unto us, good Lord, for
the sake of Him who said by His spirit.
Greater love hath no man than this.
that a man lay down his life for his
friends"
And the honor and glory shall be thine
forever. Amen.
THE Son of God Goes Forth to War"
was delightfully."- rendered, and the next
selection by Mrs. Charles McKimmon
so sweetly sung was significant in that
it was great favoritc of the young en-
sign. The music was composed by his
friend. Mrs. Crownnsfield. wife of Com
mander Crownshield of the navy.
The closing old-fashioned hymn, Just
As | Am Without One Plea" was joined
in by all in way to touch the hearts
of the thousands.
This strange summer scene of peace,
with the great grove shot to the heart
with requiems presented Il startling
contrast with the martial dead lying
solitary in the midst of the great mass.
But the contrast was no more marked
than the blue of the sky with the black
battalions of cloud that walked abroad
war-voiced when the remains at mid
night were nearing the city.
The sky was rent with electric mines.
and iavelins of light alternated with ter
rible luminousness while silence was
swahowed up in the deep-lunged fury of
thunder.
That was the music the young ensign
loved to hear. but no more than the
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toll under which he had passed his child
hood. For if he loved to revel breast
high in danger. his life and letters show
ed that none was more soothed by the
touch of gentlcness and peace Look
ing upon his face iron-lined with the
curves of courage, some one remarked,
There lies Napoleon Love took up
the observation. saying. mo, Napoleon
had upon his face the look of an I'M
satisfied ambition, upon this face sleeps
a smile of peace" 1t was true, but
illustrated just the contrast noted above
wherein Love and War live together
housed as one in the same heart.
en- thousand? Yes, more, said some
They stood surrounding the little fune-
raj scene, lines of military diverging
backward from the pulpit terrace. From
ihI WI vi AbI DIT tChSI -UO ptl-
sons looked perilously In front, down
Fayetteville street, came the First and
Second Regiments with heavy tread
The services were over and the pro
cession was forming.
In yesterdays News and Observer the
order of march to the capitol was given
lin detail and it was carried out to the
letter. A private stood all night at the
head and foot of the body, and at 1880
it was taken to the Capitol, preceded by
a platoon of forty eight men and drawn
by six horses, each being led by pri-
waite, the detail including a sergeant
W.. the teamster, being under com
mand of Lieutenant Smith.
Along Fayetteville street the cortege
moved with grim baroness. the honors
being those of a Brigadier General As
the caisson passed along heads were
bowed and barred before the loved boy
TO whom those Of his home were glad
TO do such honor, and the sidewalks
were deep with the people and the win
dows sombre with the tears on the faces
OF women.
The body at the capitol for two
hours lay in state, though the face
was not exposed. and while this was
justly NOhHldtttu Wis., IL may UP graft
full to friends to say that that face was
splendid to look upon and not disfiGured.
as has been wrongfully sent out by the
press. Floral designs were sent up
from the home by the wagon load. and
were eagerly taken by loving hands, men.
women and children alike. and disposed
about the circular area under the dome
Thence az $50 the body was borne on
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south end of the capitol grounds.
Thence it was now to be borne again
while the procession was formed and
waiting.
The dead march. Oh, the tears of the
dead march! How it goes mourning
through the grove trees of sweet South |
ern towns so poignantly when the dead |
is great in death.
Along the route to the cemetery, the |
great line cbbed and flowed in notion
and thousands had taken their places
along the way and on the hills overlook
ing beautiful lakewood. All the city |
was mourning, the places of business |
had ben closed. and there was no desire
except to gather about the center Of
the common heart
Down the little hill. all knew so well, |
signs to many home, around the bend |
along the gentle slope, gentle climb, |
there was the spot, the spot where his
gallant father lies and where rest the |
dust Of his honored and distinguished |
grandfather
The services at the cemetery were as
follows:
Committal-Dr. Daniel.
Prayer-Dr Marshall
Benediction-Dr. Daniel.
The choir chanted sweet music the |
hymn "Abide With Me" coming with its |
sad calm.
The flowers We're nearby, ready to he |
disposed upon the grave and they rose
above the dead "A very mass of tribute |
in color and sweetness, until the mound |
was hidden deep from the eye.
From the capitol eleven guns had been |