The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1901-09-28

sonal gain or prominence would he maj
the beauty OF his soul He kept It clean
and white before God and man. and his
hands were unsuliied by bribes
g His eyes looked right on. and his eye
lids looked straight before him. He was
sincere. plain and honest. just. benevolent
and kind He never disappointed those
who believed In him, but measured up TO
every duty. and met every responsibility
In life grandly and unfiinchingly.
A True knight.
mot only was our president brave, hero
ic and honest: he was as gallant 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-dlmmed eyes as 1t saw
with what tender conJugal devotion he sat
at the bedside Of his beloved wife. when all
feared that fatal illness was upon her.
No public clamor that he might show him
self to the populace, no demand OF So
cial function was sufficient to draw the
lover from the bedside OF his wife. He
watched and waited while we all prayed
-and she lived. This sweet and tender
story all the world knows and the world
knows that his whole life had run In this
one groove OF love.
A Christian.
Another beauty In the character of our
president. that was a chaplet of grace
about his neck, was that he was a Chris
the word. that was true. His confidence in
God was strong and unwavering. 1t held
him steady In many storm where others
were driven before the wind and tossed.
William Mckinley believed In prayer,
in the beauty OF It, in the potency of It.
Its language was not unfamiliar to him.
and his public addresses not infrequently
evince the fact. 1t was perfectly consist
ent with his lifelong convictions and his
personal experiences that he should say
as the first critical moment after the as
sassination approached: Thy Kingdom
should declare at the last: 1T is Gods way;
His will be DONE. He lived grandly: II was
fitting that he should die grandly. And
now that the majesty of death has touched
and Gained him, we find that in his SUI
preme moment he was still conqueror.
Returns n COnqueror.
1--WE hoped with him. that when his work
was done. freed from the burdens Of his
great office. crowned with the affections of
happy people. he might be permitted to
close his earthly life in the home he had
loved.
"He has. indeed. returned to us. but
how? Borne to the strains Of Nearer My
God. to Thee and placed where he first
began life's struggle, that the people might
look and weep over so sad a homecoming.
but 1t was triumphal march. How
vast the procession. The nation rose, stood
with uncovered nedu. Inc people Oh the
land are chief mourners. The nations of
the earth weep with them. But. oh, what
victory. l 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 to-
night? We gave him to the nation but a
little more, than four years ago. He went
out with the light of the morAing upon
his brow, but with his task set. and the
purpose to complete It. We take him back
a mighty conqueror."
At the conclusion of DIR. Manches-
ter's discourse Bishop I. w. Joyce, of
Minneapolis, delivered short prayer.
Congregation Sings Hymn.
The hymn Nearer, My God, to
Thee" was sung by the entire congre-
cation. The people remained stand
ing after the close of the hymn while
the benediction was pronounced by
Rev. Father Vattman, of Chicago, chap
lain of the Twenty-ninth United States
infantry.