The age-herald., 1901-09-20
let any exaggerated account of this get to her-my wife
Devotion to His Wife.


 let any exaggerated account of this get to her-my wife
 Devotion to His Wife.
 "Mr. Mckinley was probably the most popular, the most generally beloved President the country has eyer had. Why was it? Not because he loved hA2 eoun- try, maintained It's credit and protected It honor! Not because he was the cham pion of American industry and Ameri- can labor! Not because he was veteran of the Union army and an advocate Of liberal pensions to his comrades! Not that he was slow in going to war with Spain, and quick to demolish her! Not that he not only forgave the Southern soldier, but rewarded him! Not that prosperity abounded everywhere, and that every man who was willing to work could find work to do! No, not because of any, or all of these things, which made him great in public life, could he feel the heart throb of his countrymc;l. He was beloved by the people because of his tender devotion to his sick wife and his dutiful, loving, attention to his old mother. All the world, religious and ire ligious, serious and gay, sober, absolute, ay even communism and anarchy, stand ready to affirm that the man who Is good to his wife and good to hls mother, al- most absolutely without variance can not be a bad man. Such a man loves his fellow man; and thus may be ac- counted for the ganial graciousness, the cordial sympathy, the be-at-home with me greeting that characterized MT. Me Kinley and made every one who enjoyed his personal acquaintance his frie Id and admirer.
 Touched All Hearts.
 "The suffering and death of President Mckinley have profoundly touched all hearts every where, at home and abroad. History does not present another picture of such universal worldwide woe. An opportunity which otherwise might have never come. was given to all classes and condition, to every creed and race, 10 Democrats, Populists and Republicans to exercise not only keen sorrow for his suf- fefing, but sincere appreciation of his ability and patriotism. If he could only have lived, the next three years would have been the millennium in American politics But he's gone Can't we, as a people, catch the inspiration of our sym pathy with him and confidence in him? Can't we be more generous in the future to our public officials? Cant we differ with them in politics, and yet agree with them in patriotism? Can't we believe that they are as honest as ourselves, and that blunders are not always deliberate, venial and sordid? And by a genuine consideration for our public men, can't we develop into being more charitable to our neighbor and to one another in our humble daily walks in life, and by our thinking and speaking and acting ut terly repudlate the abomniable theory, held like anarchy, thank God, by only few, that opportunity is sufficient induce mept for viciousness. It is q glorious privilege to believe that the averiage American, aglow with the genius of our free institutions, Is honest and brave and patriotic, that he prefers to do the right thing rather than the wrong thing.
 Word for New President. Let none of us forget that President Roosevelt needs and should receive the sympathetic cooperation of every good citizen Ungenerous criticism cannot but embarrass his administration of public af- fairs, which are our concern as much a his. Theodore Roosevelt is capable and courageous. honorable and patriotic; he Is thoroughly reliable, and he is pledged to a continuance of the policy of Mr. Mo Kinley for the preservation of the peace, prosperity and honor of our beloved coun- try God reigns and the government at Washington still lives
 Another lesson taught by the suffering and death of Mir. Mckinley was prayer and the power of prayer. Men who rarely pray, prayed momentarily for him to get we'll Since he was shot, the very atmos- phere of the world has been saturated and sanctifed by the spirit of prayer, and though he died, countless numbers well come the comfort and the help-giving power of prayer. And oh, the strength it gave William Mckinley as he entered the dark valley of the shadow of death. After giving what consolation he could to his poor, dear wife, turning to the faithful Cortelyou, and the circle of near est and dearest friends about him. in his last conscious moment, he whispered: Goodbye, all; goodbye. Not ours but Gods will be done. 'Tis His way! Than sweetiy dropping into obliviousness. his Z dying lips gently hummed the tune of Nearer. My God. to Thee. And such was the passing of William Mckinley. How pathetic! How comforting! Oh, how in- spring and how glorious!
 ''As his mother earth this bless ed afitr- noon hides forever from human eye his