Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1899-1903, 1901-09-24

WapellO CnleL BanQ.
knight TemDlars.
Sons OF Veterans.
G. A. R.
AS the procession moved down Main
street, the sidewalks along each side
were crowded with people and as the
Stars and Stripes moved slowly by.
heads were uncovered, and the people
stood in the drizzling rain until the
last man had gone by.
At the Opera House.
Arriving at the opera house, the
band took position in the orchestra
pit. The old soldiers, enforced by
futile Post from the South Side, were
placed Just in the rear Of the speak
ers on the stage, with the Soas
Veterans behind them. and the Kni.s i.
Templars in the rear. The Y. NJ. G.
A. Male chorus then slowly filed onto
the stage, and took their place in
front OF the G. A. r. Still out in front
were seated the speakers of the day.
together with Mayor Picker and Major
A. H. Hamilton.
1t was a magnificent audience.
Every foot Of space in the great build
ing, was crowded. 1t is estimated that
there was by far larger attendance
than at Sunday nights, when it was
thought every seat was taken.
Called to Order.
At exactly 2:45 o'clock Mayor Pick
Ter arose and called the audience to
order. In a few graceful words he in
troduced Major Hamilton, who presid-
ed over the meeting. Major Hamilton
said few words, telling why the
meeting was being held, after which
the following program was carried
out:
Music, Wapello Chief band.
Song, Y. M. C. A. chorus.
Scripture reading, Rev. J. HOLSTER
Lynch.
Song, Jesus Lover of My Soul"
audience.
PRAYER Rev. Gunberg.
Song, V M. c. A. chorus.
Address, Capt. ]. G.. Hutchison.
Address. Father O'Farrell pastor of
st. Patrick's Catholic church.
Solo, Edward Weeks.
Address Capt. S. b. Evans.
Address, Hon. M. A. Roberts.
Song, Nearer My God, to Thee"
audience.
Benediction. Rev. f. T. Stoltz.
FaIneF - FarFSiiS HuofeSS.
Father O'Farrell said:
Mr.. Chairman, Ladies and Gentle
men:
can scarcely control my feelings
while / speak to you on this sad and
experimenting occasion in the history
OF our country. If there be tears in
my voice it is because my heart is
torn in grief for our dead President,
for his widowed wife and for my coun-
try.
Death has brought to climax the
dreadful deed of few days ago. And
now we consign to a bloody tomb the
chief magistrate of the greatest re-
public on earth. Peace loving and
gentle, affectionate and devout he has
been done to death by the hand of an
assassin. No wonder that we weep in
mute sorrow; that the whole world
Is appalled,, and that the fabric of So
eiety reels and totters under the
dreadful and unnatural deed that has
been oone. The bullet of the murderer
has wounded the unborn of the world
yet to be, has hurt the living lovers
of order everywhere and would, were
+ it possible, grieve the disembodied
spirits of the patriotic dead of every
period of time. Well might the faith
ers of our country and the battle
worn heroes who gave life for this re
public, raise their feshless hands in
horror at this crime against order and
law.
Our late chief represented the flow
er Of our citizens, the majesty Of oul
free government, and the authority o.
God from whom comes all law. AND
because of all this he was murdered
And he died asking pity for his muir
derer! And his last thoughts were
for his country, praying that the king
dom of God might come here and thai
God might be. Himself, our chief rul
er! And his most tender feelings
were then for bis devoted life com
naninnsshis Invalid .wisaA And h