The age-herald., 1901-01-23
"she wrought her people lasting good.

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 God gave her peace; her land reposed:
 A thousand claims to reverence closed In her as Mother, Wife and Queen! And statesmen at her council met
 Who knew the seasons when to take
 Occasion by the hand and l Ike The bounds of freedom wider yet
 By shaping some august decree
 Which kept her throne unshaken still,
 Broad-based upon the peoples will; And compass'd by the inviolate sea-
 The most splendid human life of cen- tury, perhaps of all centuries, went out in the evergreen little island of Wight when venerable and venerated Victoria followed a hundred generations of English kings to the noble pomp and cir cumstance of kingly pageantry in the last way of earth.
 England loses the best-loved and most il- lustrous of all it's sovereigns, and every abiding place of virtue and goodness upon the earth loses a friend. Throughout all her vast realm, mightiest empire the world has vet known, there will be grief for the great queen, and wherever her tongue be spoken and wherever goodness be adored there will be sorrow that the most lumin- ous light in the unmeasured spaces of vir. tue and human charity shines more as blessed beacon of earthly life, illumining the way of the high calling of the higher humanities
 The prayers that will breathe her name today will swell the most world embracing tribute ever paid to crowned monarch of temporal power in the world.
 For four and sixty years the good queen has reigned, blessing to her people and to the world. She has stood nobly splendid the representative of the wifehood and the motherhood of mankind, no less illustrious for her devotion to the inestimabe bless 1ngs of all we mean by home than as the adorable sovereign of the greatest physi- cal and moral force of all time; and wheth- CT as wife, mother. queen, she has been woman whom all the world has reverenced. Began to Reign With Prayer.
 Her long reign of unexampled splendor glory and greatness was begun in a fair, frall, dreamful young girl-queen's prayer to the King of Kings, and 1t ends in the worlds benediction of tears.
 In the dawn of a perfect June day. such a day as can come to only rose-bowered England, whilst she slept upon her maiden couch and smiled in her maiden dreams death descended upon the royal house and claimed old King William, leaving the crown to the maiden asleep. The watchers who waited for death made sure it had come, and then two of them sped through the gray of the earliest dawn to the palace where slept the maiden Victoria, uncon- EciOuS of her Those Wo highest dignitary of the church and min tster of the crown, demanded instant ad- mittance to the palace, that same palace of Kensington in which the sleeping maiden was born eighteen years before. Of the startled watchmen and servants they claimed immediate audience of the fair young mistress Impossiblei The princess was asleep. But they must; and after giv- ing their names and stating that they were on the Kings business, they were informed that they might see the Princess Victoria, and so they followed the woman of the bedchamber to the chamber door, and, say ing their business was urgent, they waited in the little dressing-room. It was but a moment they waited.
 The door between the two rooms was soft ly, quickly opened, and young girl in white with great wide wondering eyes stood before them. Instantly they fell to their knees, crying fervently, God save your Majesty!'
 It was the maiden's first intimation that she had been raised to the proudest throne of earth, and one of those two messengers of her splendid glory has told us that she was amazed and overwhelmed to motionless silence for an instant whilst they kneft, and then giving a little white hand to each of the courtiers she bade them rise.
 My lord" she said, speaking to the churchman, upon whose hand her hand still rested, and her speech trembling and halt ing and her little figure quivering with all- powerful emotion
 My lord, ask you to join me in prayer to Almighty God"
 Instantly the little party, the girl-queen, the archbishop and the minister of state forming company, a scene, an incident Without parallel in all history, knelt there outside the bedroom door of the tender majesty of England, and prayed to God to guide the Queen!
 God Save the Queen.
 And from that hour to this, through three score years and four, that prayer of God Save the Queen has daily rung round the erth and has remained earnest in the hearts of countless millions of men and women without the pale of her imperial eceptre.
 And so to her, whose first act of youthful Kingdom over men was to bow to the dust before Him Who holds Kingdom over the heavens and the earth and all created things, there has come fuller measure or personal human love than ever came to any soul sent by God to dwell amongst men.
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