Free press., 1901-09-28

then, Nearer, my God. to thee
Passes On to Be at Rest.
So, nesting nearer to his God, he
passed out into Inconsistencies. skirted
the dark shores of the sea of death for
time, and fhen passed on to be at rest
His great heart had ceased to beat. Our
hearts are heavy with sorrow.
"a voice is heard on earth of kinfolk
weeping
The loss of one they love;
But he has gone where the redeemed are
keeping
festival above.
1.-The mourners throng the ways and from
the steeple
The funeral bells toll slow;
But on the golden streets the holy peo-
pie
Are passing to and fro.
"And saying as they meet. Rejoice,
Long waited for is come
The Savior's heart is glad, a younger
brother
Has reached the Fathers home
The cause of this universal mourning
is to be found in the man himself. The
inspired penman's picture of Jonathan,
Hkening him unto the Beauty of Is
rael," could not be more appropriately
employed than in chanting the lament of
our fallen chieftain 1t does no violence
to human speech. nor is it fulsome eulogy
to speak thus of him, for who that has
seen his stately bearing, his grace and
manliness of demeanor, his kindness of
aspect but gives assent to this descrip-
tion of him?
Loved 10y All Who Knew Him.
1t was characteristic of our beloved
President that men met him only to love
him. They might, indeed, differ with him.
but in the presence of such dignity of
character and grace OF manner none could
fail to love the man. The people con-
fided in him, believed in him. 1t was said
of Lincoln that probably no man since
1.-THE days of Washington was ever so
deeply embedded and enshrined in the
hearts of the people, but it is true of
Mckinley in a larger sense. Industrial
and social conditions are such that he
was, even more than his predecessors
the friend of the whole people A touch
ing scene was enacted in this church last
Sunday night. The services had closed
The worshiperS We're gone to their homes
Only a few fingered to discuss the sad
event that brings us together today
Three men of a foreign race and unfa-
miliar tongue, and clad in working garb
entered the room. They approac ched the
altar. kneeling before it and before the
dead mans picture. Their lips moved as
if in prayer, while tears furrowed their
cheeks. They may have been thinking
of their own King Humhert and of his
untimely death. Their emotion was elo-
quent, eloquent beyond speech. and 1t bore
IestIilois ~ N"SH app eSiotioH o1 man
ly friendship and of honest worth.
Soul Clean and Hands UnsuIIied.
It is a glorious thing to be able to saw
in this presence. with our illustrious dead
before us, that he never BETRAYED the
confidence of his countrymen. Not for
personal gain or pre-eminence would he
mar the beauty of his soul He kept IL
clean and white before God and man.
and his hands were unsullied by bribes.
His eyes looked right on. and his eye
lids looked straight before him." He was
sincere, plain and honest, just, benevo-
lent and kind He never disappointed
those who believed in him, but meas
iured up to every duty and met every re-
sponsibility sin life grandly and un1inch-
ingly.- Not only was our President brave,
heroic and honest: he was gallant q
knight as ever rode the lists for his lady
love in the days when knighthood was In
flower. 1t is but a few weeks since the
nation looked on with tear-diTnmed eyes