Evening star., 1901-09-19
May each days close see each days duty
Another Great Lesson.

Another Great Lesson.
Another great lesson that We should
heed is the vanity of mere earthly great
ness. In the presence of the dread mes
senger, how small are all the trappings OF
wealth and distinctions of rank and power.
l beseech you, seek Him who said: 1 am
the resurrection and the life; he that be-
lieveth in me, though he were dead, yet
shall he live, and whosoeyer liyeth and be-
lieveth in me shall never die
There is but one Savior for the sin
sick and the weary. / entreat you find
Him, as our brother found Him.
But our last words must be spoken. Lit
tie more than four years ago We bade him
goodbye he went to assume the great
responsibilities to which the nation had
called him. His last words as he left US
Were: Nothing could give me greater
pleasure than this farewell greeting-this
evidence of your friendship and sympathy,
your good will and 1 am sure, the prayers
of all the people with whom l have lived
so long and whose confidence and esteem
are dearer to me than any other earthly
honors. To all of us the future Is as
sealed book but If l can, by official act or
administration or utterance. in any degree
add to the prosperity and unity of our be-
loved country, and the advancement and
we'll being of our splendid citizenship,
will devote the best and most unselish ef-
forts of my life to that end. With this
thought uppermost in my mind l reluct-
antly take leave of my friends and neigh
bors, cherishing in my heart the sweet
est memories and thoughts of my old
home-my home now-and, l trust my
home hereafter long as 1 live
We hoped with him that when his work
was DONE freed from the burdens of his
great office, crowned with the affections
TO close his earthly life in the home he had
lived
Sad Home Coming.
He has. indeed, returned to us; but how?
Borne to the strains of Nearer, Ny God,
to Thee" and placed where he first began
hfe's struggle, that the people might look
and weep over SO sad home coming.
But it was triumphal march. How
vast the procession. The nation rose and
stood with uncovered head. The people of
the land are chief mourners. The nations
OF the earth weep with them. But. oh,
what a victory. / do not ask you In the
heat of public address, but in the calm
moments of mature reflection, what other
man ever had such high honors bestowed
upon him, and by SO many people? What
pageant has equaled this that we look
upon today? We gave him to the nation
but little more than four years ago. He
went out with the light of the morning
upon his brow. but with his task set, and
the purpose to complete it. We take him
back mighty conqueror.
The ehurchyard where his children rest,
The quiet spot that suits him best;
There shall his grave be made,
And there his bones be laid.
And there his countrymen shall come
With memory proud, with pity dumb.
And strangers far and near
For many and many a year,
For many year and many age,
While history on her ample page
The virtues shall enroll
OF that paternal soul.
At the conclusion of DR.. Manchesters
discourse, Bishop /. w. Joyce of Mime
apolis delivered a short prayer.
The hymn, Nearer My Cod to Thee"
was sung by the entire congregation. The
people remained standing after the close
of the hymn, while the benediction was
pronounced by Mons. T. P. Thorpe of
Cleveland.
The casket was then borne from the
church to the funeral car and the march
procession to the cemetery began.