The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1901-09-28

them. There they remained until after
the passage of the funeral procession.
The president, the members of the
cabinet and the officers of the army
and navy then entered their carriages,
and followed by the members of the
family passed out of the cemetery and
returned to the city. The delay caused
by the services at the vault being over,
the procession resumed its march.
Every man in the line save those in
uniform who rendered appropriate
honor in other ways went past the cas-
ket with uncovered head. As the head
of the division containing the knights
Templar wheeled into the cemetery
the quartette took up position to the
south of the vault and sang Farewell,
My Brother" This hymn was followed
by others, including Crock of Ages"
"The Christians Good Night" and "The
Wayside Cross" The selections were
beautifully rendered and no part of
the funeral ceremonies in Canton was
more impressive. The last of the pro-
cession passed the bier at 5:45, and
then orders were given by Capt. Bid
die that the cemetery should be
cleared. The order was quickly car
ried out and the president was left in
the care of his guard of honor.
At seven o'clock Thursday night
President Roosevelt and the members
of the cabinet started back to Wash
ington. ~
The Last Resting Place.
Nature has been kind in selecting the
last resting place for President Nc
Kinley. Westlawn cemetery is on a
high knoll, overlooking the peaceful
valley, with the busy little city of Cam
ton laid out below. IF IL were not for
an intervening church spire, one
might get from this elevation
glimpse of the Mckinley home. Here,
looking out on his native city and his
native state, the body of William Nc
Kinley is laid to rest. Just inside the
stately entrance stands the gray stone
vault, where for time the casket will
repose. It's dreary exterior was re-
lieved Thursday by great masses OF
flowers, banked all about until the
gray walls were shut out from view.
But in due time it will be taken from
the vault and committed to the little
plot of ground lying further on. This j
is the Mckinley lot and here lie his
father, whose name he bore, the moth
er he guarded so tenderly in life, his
brother James, his sister Anna, and his
two children. And when that time
comes a stately shaft of granite will
arise above the grave, telling of the
civic virtues, the pure life and the mar
tyred death of William Mckinley.
Magnificent Offering of Flowers.
The collection of flowers was prob
ably the most beautiful ever seen in
the United States. The conserva-
tories of the country had been de-
nuded to supply them. BY the direc-
ton of the monarchs of Europe, the
South American rulers, the gov
ernors of the British colonies in Aus
tralia and Canada, the emperor of
Japan, from the four quarters of the
earth in fact, came the directions to
adorn the bier of Mckinley with
flowers whose fragrance might be
symbolcal of the sweetness and pur-
ity of the ended life. But these
tributes from foreign countries were
buried beneath the floral tributes of
countrymen. There were
tons and tons of them and list of
those who sent them would be almost
n complete roster of those prominent
in the official, commercial and social
life of the United States.
A feature of the floral tributes was
the large number sent by organiza-
tions of various characters, fraternal,
commercial and political.