The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1900-04-23

distraction of social companionship o.
| the time spent with that co-worker, HI
! became his closest and strongest friend
| could prevent him from doing double
| duty, for he took up the study of theol
ogy privately, and carried it on witt
steadiness and thoroughness until hi
accepted ordination and the pastorshiT
of the Dayton church in 1868. OF his
work there, abundant and blessed, anc
at Mansfield, o., covering in all eigh1
years, and of that at Euclid Avenue
church at Cleveland, running over thir-
! teen years or more, it may be said that
| he had most fruitful record, for by
| him thousands of souls were brough,
into the fold. One writes of him that
he was an earnest student, an able
thinker an ELOQUENT preacher, man
of large executive efficiency, and great
ly successful and beloved wherever he
| ministered. He not only called men to
duty, but he set them their tasks, and
inspired them with the feeling that 1t
was more than duty, it was a privl-
lege to work in the Masters vineyard.
His last charge here is too familiar to
you for me to do more than simply
refer to it. It had thirteen more years
with all the advantages of ripe eX-
perience, and as you know it was abun-
dainty, nay beautifully successful.
I first became intimate with DIR.
Twitchel when we met in the Bible
house at New York, month after month,
for several years, as committeeman for
the Church Building society. We have
by heartfelt resolutions expressed brief
ly what was in my heart about him.
In our memoriam, to wit, our deep
sense Of personal loss, our high appre-
citation of his valuable service in the
board for nearly thirteen years, and
our genuine sympathy with the family
lin their great sorrow. 1t is justly said,
mo member Of the board has been
more regular in attendance, more SYM
pathetic with applicants in real need,
or more consciously careful in disburs-
ing the trust funds, placed in our hands
for distribution" There was a common
sympathy, or, l may say a chord of
fellowship between him and me notice
able from the first of our meeting. We
were both soldiers. We had been in
battles, and though he went out as
young chaplain of the 131st Ohio, and
had the duties simply that would de-
volve upon a religious teacher, still he
was with his regiment in a most peril
Gus time and place, from Baltimore to
the Monocacy in 1864 under General
Lew Wallace, whose division did such
valiant service in checking the advance
of General Early, while the Sixth corps
was Fastening from the James to
Washington, for the defense of that
city, never so threatened before. He
had the Baptism Of fire, and all the
sense of comradship which has given
us veterans of the g., A. r., to which
we both belonged, a new meaning to
the sweet words Christian fellowship"
Our dear brother was engaged in writ
ing a book entitled THE Chaplains of
the Civil War;" which / wish he could
have completed In regiments like his,
where the chaplain was allowed to keep
at his business, winning the confidence
of the men, sitting beside them in sick
ness, alternating the sorrows and the
pains of the wounded, and recording
the messages of the dying, and con-
lifting up the hearts of the sol
Hers in public and private ministry
20 the highest standard, what functions
n any sphere could have more desir- |
,ble or more fruitful results. The rec |
,rd from his pen would be bright In
.hese things Chaplain Twitchell excell
I'd, so that his experiences, told in the |
nome circles, spoken to the regiments
md companies of the National Guard |
where he served as chaplain in times |
If peace and told at reunions on |
Memorial days, and at Grand Army |
year after year, were
'ull, rich, and entertaining The decline
If his health alone prevented his ac-
,epting an earnest invitation to give a
Memorial day address at his old col
ege, Amherst. this very year.
1t was my privilege to visit him for a
ouple of days at his residence in North
mpton the last week of his life. He
vas suffering so much that it required
he constant care night and day of those
Who loved him best, and 1 could not
tay long in his presence without ex-
his strength. No man suffer
d more. But oh, how cheerful, how pa
lent, how happy he was when he saw
ne! No medicine seemed able to keep |
rom him his treasure of scripture or
i'm his bright hope of everlasting life.
Ie told me distinctly that he had had
aithful talk with his physician and that
e was soon going to his final home.
With happy smile after that an
he told me that it would
eight him more than he could say to
peed with me all over the country and
clip me with my college work. | was