The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1901-09-19

land fifty y-eighth verses was read by
sRev. E. P. Herbrouck of the Trinity
aReformed church of Canton. The IA
@vorite hymn Of President Mckinley
4 Lead, Kindly Light was then render
led by a quartette of two male and two
sfemale voices When this hymn had
abeen finished. DR.. c. E. Manchester,
Hpastor Of the First Methodist church.
delivered his address which read as fol-
Slows:
FUNERAL SERMON.
Our president is deadl
The silver cord is loosed: the golden
Sbowl is broken: the pitcher is broken at
Hthe fountain; the wheel broken at the
astreets-
one voice is heard-a wall of sorrow
sIsrael is slain upon the high places. How
sare the mighty fallen.
L am distressed for thee, my brother.
Very pleasant hast thou been unto me.
Hour president is deadi
We can hardly believe. We had hoped
zand prayed and it seemed that our hopes
were to be realized and our prayers ans
Ses,ha1Inged s,n1I to one of grave apprehension.
AStill we waited, for we said: .It may be
sunto us. It seemed to US that it must be
Ills will to spare the life of one so well
beloved and so much needed. Thus, al
weary hours passed on. Then came the
ztidings of defeated sciences, of the failure
athe earth. We seemed to hear the family
muttered words Good bye all; good
sand then Nearer. NY God, to Thee So.
anestling nearer to his God he passed out
ainto unconsciousness slxirted the dark
sshores of the sea of death for a time. and
kpassed on to be at rest His great heart
8had ceased to beat. Our hearts are heavy
+ with sorrow.
s''A voice is heard on earth of kinsfoll
The loss of one they love:
But he has gone where the Redeemer is
keeping
A festival above.
sThe mourners throng the ways and from
the steeple
The funeral bells toll slow;
But on the golden streets the holy people
Are passing to and fro
land saying as they meet; 'Rejoicel An
Long waited for has come
The Saviours heart is glad. younger
Has reached the Fathers home -
The cause of this universal mourning is
Ito be found in the man himself The in
f6e Ris1f bas1v OF Of sqae Gould nof
sbe more appropriately employed than in
schanting the lament of our fallen chief
stain- 1t does no violence to human speech
Snor is it fulsome eulogy to speak thus of
shim, for who that has seen his stately
sbearing, his grace and manliness of de-
smeanor, his kindliness of aspect but
Sgives assent to this description of him.
sIt was characteristic Of our beloved pres
sident that men met him only to love him.
sThey might indeed differ with him bur in
zthe presence of such dignity of chara cter
land grace of manner none could fail to
slove the man The people confded in him.
believed in him. 1t was said of Lincoln
sthat probably no man since the days of
Washington was ever SO deeply imbedded
land enshrined in the hearts Of the people.
but it is true of Mckinley in a larger
4sense. Industrial and social conditions
fare such that he was, even more than his
A touching scene was enacted in this
shad closed. The worshippers were gone
Ito their homes. Only q few fingered to
Sgether. Three men in working garb Of
Ia foreign race and unfamiliar tongue en-
star, Sneeling before 1t, and before his
picture. Their lips moved as if in prayer
smay have been thinking 81 their own
king Humbert and of his untiTnely death.
syond speech and 1t bore testimony to their
sapprecia ton of manly friendship and Of
honest worth. It is glorious thing to be
sIustrious dead before US. that ne never
betrayed the confidence of his country
hence would he mar the beauty of his
ssoul. He kept it clean and white before
EGod and man, and his hands were I'M
ssullied by bribes-
His eyes looked right on. and his eye
slids looked straight before him He was
ysincere, plain and honest: just. benevo1
.Ient and kind He never disappointed
Those who believed in him, but measured
sIlp to every duty and met every respOn-
8sibility in life grandly and unhinchingly-
Not only was our. president brave, he
lroic and honest: he was as gallant a
knight as ever rode the lists for his lady
hove in the days when knighthOOd was in
.fower. It was but a few weeks since the
nation looked on with tear dimmed eyes
las it saw with what tender devotion he
ssat at the bedside of his beloved wife
when all feared that fatal illness was
haDon her. No public clamor that he might
Show himself to the populaee. no demand
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