Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1901-11-09

NO, this cannot be' ! did not think
out bishop could die, But In another
houi second messenger entered my
house 10 assure me that the loved
bishop had died truly | and my wife
went aloud In our lonely room, and
'hen for hours spoke not TO one an
other.
''rhe Indians began TO come from all
directions and TO ssk with startledfaces
what II meant | said. My friends, the
hest fliend eur people ever had In this
world--the great warrior, the great
bishop, the great loving lnan-hds
fallen The grief was terrible to See.
They could not believe 1t. some went
away with bitter weeping; others stole
10 ihelr homes stunned 10 silence.
Il went TO Faublult for the last time
with my Borrowing people. ! said to
them; This time we 80 a. Faribauli
ia feelings unlike any that we have
ever bad Before weshaye gone With
founding step and hnppy hearts. We
have known that we were TO look on
The face of our loving bishop, the
friend of oug liyta. II was ouT Joy to
see the face OF tho man who loved ana
sympathzed with my people. Before
We Iaft utft SilIk w sNN lhHlli dhuhf
courage. counsel We have gone away
fun Of hope and courage. blessing our
bishop and with our hearts ready to
go on rs he had hidden us.
"our bishop was all love. he
preached always, from the beginning,
love love, My children, love the Great
Spirit Loye one another, Love all
other tribes. His one great aim has
been 60 unite MS by close connection in
christian fellowship.
lie is no 'dorn here to give US these
lessons. His loving face is hidden from
us. Ills yulce Is silenced--silenced, do
! say. Yes and no. His voice shall
sound. and be forever ringing In our
ears. Yes, end 1t snail be ringing as
lJug as his .cd children live, through
out the indian country.
more than forty years ago when
vent .,ith him through the forests, he
carried his blanket his robecase and
other things. and many times the In
dians said, We must not let him 10
this. lfe viii Kill himself He canno.
work IN this way and i've But he
would smila--oh, how we loved that
mile ana every step he took--and say,
on, thig ~ nothing This does NOT
tire mel and his voice filed us with
hope and courage.
"Our beloved bishop has stood for
over sorty years and defended the de-
ienseless, He has spoken and written
TOR the rights OF his red children, and
that. when no man gave much thought
r. the forlorn outcast of the world. lie
alone, the first bishop who entered into
The Chippewa heather land. To-day
throughout the Chippewa country tears
are binding the eyes. hearts are heavy
loaded with sorrGw, and are looking
upward crying, My father my faith
err Like Elisha Of old when his frlelli
was taken away from him. In loud
voice fe cried Ny father! my fatheIp
The double portion OF Elijahs split
was given him, May the double por-
ton OF our departed bishops love be
given u.s. His has been long battle for
us. His Indian work has been blessed
the conversion of many. He has
built churches and has ordained many
Indian deacons VINO are doing their
work faithfully. bow truly can he say
IN the language OF 81 Paul, I have
fought good fight ! have kept the
faith
"But We. what are We to do? What
courage can we take away2 We are
lost children. our hearts are lead. |
bid YOU farewell
1t should be added, that at the fun
eral of the late preiate great number
If Sioux and Chippewa Indians whom
he had led to civilization, came from
the Birch Coule and Leech Lake reser-
vations to look once more upon the fea-
lures of their friend. The remains
were dressed in full cancnicals, and
wore also beautifully embroidered
stole, the work OF Chippewa Indian wo-
men.