The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1901-09-21

home!" The most priceless heritage
of mans estate. "HOme, sweet
hOme," Immortalized i'm verse and
given forth in melody-miverSal
melody-it means to him who holds
sacred his vow at the altar Of God the
true solution to the philosophy Of
life-contentment; a Transformation
of things heavenly to those earthly II
such were poSSible-a contented self
satisfaction that reaches to divinity
for its origin.
Blessed is the man who loves his
home, and therein was the chief
crown of glory that rested upon the
head of William Mckinley. Home
was his pride and his marriage VOW
his most sacred governing rule by
both day and night. A b%ounteOuS
affection for the woman whom he had
taken to wife was the most
lovable characteristic that governed
the life of this man who filled many
places of trust, chief among which
was the presidency of the greatest
nation of people the world has ever
known. The glare and glitter of
social life at Washington as the first
man of beloved Columbia was but
chat before a ruthless wind when
home needed his care. LET no man
put aSunder" waS the vigilant rule Of
his being. Courteous and obliging to
foreign diplomats who surrounded
him in his official capacity, ever to
the front in the nations affairs. yet
underlying all this affability and de-
votion to public duty vas a deep love
for the wife of his bosom that made
him greater in the hearts of the
American people than all the high
and exalted position ever thrust upon
him by a confiding constituency.
What greater heritage could man
leave to his ~poSterity, to his country?
None earthly, for indeed the love of
home is heaven born.
Upon the American home depends
the perpetuity of this government
upon the c0ntentment Of its people
the future Of our free institutions.
1t is while around the iireSide that
these people engage in that sober
second thought that molds them into
the best Of citizens. Our laws declare
that mans home is his castle, in de-
Tense Of which he has the right to
kill. The poet has said, ''be it ever
so humble there is no place like
home"
How true. How universally true.
Yet It's not of the humble home
that we write. Rather the home of
political power and a supremacy
respected and honOred of all the world.
But no difference. Home to William
Mckinley was dearer than all the
pOmp attendant upon the leadership
OF men-more pleasing than the
Splendor Of diplomatic retinue-mOre
abiding even than the affections OF
his countrymen-yea, of the world.
The love of William Mckinley for
home is doubly accentuated when we
consider the pronenesS of men high in
authority to drift from those nearest
them through heavenly tie and float
out upon the sea Of social distinction
and worldly desire. Few men place
behind them the plaudits of nations
and when called HE themselves un.
tremendously to the bedside of a
disease stricken woman whom they call
wife. IT'S mans nature to love
greatneSS-to stand forth and be
gazed upon as on dress parade as the
most illustrious object Of his country's
production. But there are some who
sacrifice ambition to love for home
and leave behind them the vain
things OF life for those of true happpi-
ness. One Of these was William Nc.
kinley, beloved Of his wife. beloved
OF his countrymen, beloved Of his
God. Unlike Napoleon his first
thought vas for the noble woman
who had forSaken all to follow him.
Inc sorrows OF poor unhappy Jose.
phine could never have fallen to the
wife of William Mckinley for home
love was his nature and true man.
hood the immovable rock upon which
he stood. And yet, the world called
Napoleon great. Avaunt. His life
proved that all was vanity and vexa.
ton OF spirit-that it had been a
mistake as to the promise Of future
reward. The earnest, devoted hus.
hand Who kal;,,a, +