Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1901-09-26
Mortal Remains of the Dead Presi.
dent Placed in Westlawn Gem
etery at Canton.
THE GROWING DAY OF LOVING TRIBUTE
Impressive Services Held in His Old
Church and His Former Pastor De-
ivers nm Eloquent EulOgy-Obse.
Quies ut the Tomb Were of q
MOurnful Grandeur

rest.
For six days. and through hundreds
of miles a sorrowing nation has fol.
lowed his bier. Now the last looks have
been taken, the last farewells have
been said. The last salute to dead
president has echoed above his head
a The stricken president went to his
grave attended by all the tributes that
love and honor could bestow. At Buff
falo and Washington, and through the
hundreds of miles of mountains and
valleys between, the people of his
country had been given their oppor-
tunity to participate in his last march.
Thursday in Canton was reserved for
his family and friends. But it could not
be so. The people of this whole city
and state, and of the nation, too, were
his friends, and they would not be de-
MED.
Casket Taken to the Church.
From the south parlor of the frame
house which had SO long been the fam
lily home the casket was borne to the
First Methodist church, where states
men, diplomats, great men of nation,
Representatives of the world, gathered
with the Borrowing members of the
family. Mrs. Mckinley did not see the
marching columns that twined
through the city's streets from noon
until darkness settled down. While
the last rites were being said she re-
NAMED in a room of the family home,
dazed, not realizing that death had
come to her husband, almost para
1yzed mentally.
The Services.
The services in the church were SIM
pie, They began with the rendition
of an organ prelude, Beethoven's fu-
neral march. AS the last notes of the
prelude were stilled, the Euterpean
Ladies' quartette, of Canton, sang
1.-The Beautiful Isle of Somewhere"
Rev. o. B. Milligan, pastor of the First
Presbyterian church of Canton, deliv-
cred the invoca ton.
Scripture Reading.
The Ninetieth Psalm was read by
DR.. John A. Hall, of the Trinity Luth-
eran church. of Canton, and that
portion of the fifteenth chapter of
First CORN thians included between
the forty-frst and ffty-eighth verses
was read by Rev. E. P. Herhrouck, of
the Trinity Reformed church, of Can
ton. The favorite hymn of President
Mckinley, "Lead, Kindly Light" was
then rendered by quartette of two
male and two female voices. When this
hymn had been finished DR.. C. E. Man.
chester, pastor of the First Meth
-odist church, delivered His address,
which was in part as follows:
"Our president is dead.
1.-THE silver cord is loosed, the golden
bowl is broken, the pitcher is broken al the
fountain. the wheel broken at the cistern,
the mourners go. about the streets.
Zone voice is heard-a vail of sorrow
from all the land, for, the beauty of Israel
is slain upon the high places. How are the
mighty fallen.
II am distressed for thee, my brother.
Very pleasant hast thou been unto me.
Our president is dead
1--WE can hardly believe it. We had hoped
and prayed and it seemed that our hopes
were, to be realized and our@prayers an
swered, when the emotion of joy was
changed to one of grave apprehension.
Still we waited, for we said: 1t may be that
God will be gracious and merciful unto US
It seemed to us that it must be His will
to spare the life of one so we'll beloved
and so much needed. Thus, alternating be-
tween hope and fear, the weary hours
passed on. Then came the tidings Of de-
feated sciences. of the failure of love and
prayer, to hold its object to the earth. We
seemed to hear the family muttered words:
'Good-by all, good-by.- It's Gods way His
will be done And then: Nearer, My God,
to Thee So, nesting nearer to his God
he passed out into Inconsistencies, skirt
ed the dark shores of the sea of death for
a time and then passed on to be at rest.
His great heart had ceased to beat.
Our hearts are heavy with sorrow.
His Noble Character.
''It is a glorious thing to be able to say
in this presence. with our i1lustrious dead
before us, that he never betrayed the con-
fidence of his countrymen. Not for per-
sonal gain or prominence would he mar
the beauty of his soul. He kept it clean
and white before God and man, and his
hands were unsulIied by brides.
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
everys duty, and met every responsibility
in life grandly and unf1inchingly.
Christian
Another beauty in the character of our
about his neck, was that he was Chris
tian. In the broadest, noblest sense OF
the word, that was true. His confidence in
God was strong and unwavering. It 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 urfami liar to htn,
and his public addresses not infrequently
,evince the fact. It 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
come; Thy will be DONE" and that he
should declare at the last Tt is Gods way;
His will be done He lived grandly; it 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 a conGuero
Returns . 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
a happy people, he might be permitted to
close his earthly life in the home he had
loved.