The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1905-05-11
Washington Duke Honor
ed in Death.
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ed in Death.
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factory girl, her black dress cling
ing SCantily to her limbs, brooded like
mother over the casket her face
white. her eyes lustrous with silent
pain. What story lay there? A car
penter, passing by stole one look, and
hurried off. his fist in his eyes. A
widow of the people burst at the sight
of the face into copfous tears An old
negro. blind with grief, his face con-
vulsed and hands twitching, stumbled
down the front steps through the
mists of his tears and walked out OF
the grounds, his head bare, his hat
still forgotten in his hand, rocking to
and FRO like q drunken man as he
went The town is full today of stories
of this old mans charities; they
stared at you in his house He knew
every one of the hundreds VINO
worked in the factories. He knew
everybody in town He lived at home
and he knew the place. They say that
he Sought out the sorrows OF the poor
like a gossip hunts for news. Ger
tainly he held them with hooks OF
steel And it was the tribute of the
moor which made his funeral remark
able.
only one of the sons of MIR. Duke
was visible in the house. That WAS
Brodie Duke, sitting on the staircase
out of the crush, watching the people
file into the room in which the casket
law He looked small and frail ana
pitiful this son that the DID man
loved and somehow one seemed TO
understand why he could not go away
why he sat there on the steps and
watched. while the minutes FASTENED
to the moment of the grave!
Services at the Church.
Presently the hearse drew to the
door. the casket was rolled out OF tlie
hall onto the Veranda and the pail
hearers. straiuing under their heavy
burden bore it down the steps. The
casket was completely covered with q
cloth of evergreens, in which was
sprinkled a profusion of Marechal
Neil roses.
Following the pail bearers went first
the faculty and trustees of Trinity COL
lege, the city and county offlclais anu
then the family and relatives OF the
dead man, in this party being included
a few faithful negro servants. on the
family there were present Mr.. Duke
three sons. Brodie, BENZ. and j. Is.
Duke, Mr. and Mrs. John G. Angler,
Mr. and Mrs. George Lyon, Mr.. ana
Mrs. Ed Stagg, Mr.. Dukes grand
daughter, daughter of Brodie DUKE
Mrs Ben Duke Mrs. j. Il. Duke, Law
renee Duke, a grandson, ana othef rel
atives and close friends of the family.
The church. built chiefly by Mr..
Duke and near his home, was soon
filled i'm it's every seat and thousands
stood without the doors and windows.
Seats were specially reserved for the
faculty and trustees of Trinity Col
lege. the family and closer friends, and
the visiting party of gentlemen, chiefly
officials of the American Tobacco Com
pany. who had arrived in the early
morning on a special car. In this par
" were Vice Presidents j. b. Cobb, G.
E, HaIliwen, w r. Harris, p S. Hill
and c. c.. Dulan, Comptroller j.
Fletcher, Jr., Auditor w. II. Schroeder,
Treasurer J. w. M. Hicks Secretary
w. H. McAllister, Directors r. b. Dula.
II. j. Maloney, ]. w. Sneed, and r. l..
dam Supply Co. and d. O. Wright and
c. S. Keene, department managers.
Trinity trustees present were: Hon.
J. A. Long, of RoXboro; Senator F. M.
Simmons. Hon. j. G. Brown and DR..
T. n. Ivey. of Raleigh; Mr.. Turren-
tine. of Alamance; Major p II. Hanes,
Of Winston; DR.. J. N. Cole, of Rock
r.
Point; DIR. r. r. White, of Oxford, and
Hon. II. A. Page. of Aberdeen
In the pulpit sat DIR. Kilgo, president
of Trinity College; Rev. DIR. Yates and
Rev r. A. Smoot, the pastor of the
church.
On the right of the pulpit sat the
choir. under the direction of Mrs.
Bryant, of the Durham Conservatory
of Music.
There were few flowers in the
church, except a magnificent cross of
what appeared to be a rare type of
white carnation with pink standings
which was Immediately in front of the
pulpit, between it and the casket.
The services opened with the hymn,
81 would not live always, l ask not to
stay" which the choir rendered feel
ed by Rev. DR.. Yates a venerable fig
ure, who spoke with deep emotion.
giving thanks for the life of the dead
and for the manner and the hope OF
his death. Mrs Bryant then sang as
| solo, 1.-THE Wonderful Country" and
Dr. Kilgo read the goth Psalm, Lord,
Thou has been our dwelling place in
read the 18th chapter of 1st CORN
| thinians Nov is Christ risen from
| the dead and become the first fruits
of them that slept" after which the
| choir sang the Gath hymn, at the con-
clusion Of which, suddenly, without
| text, DR.. Kilgo rose and spoke.
A Masterful EulOgy.
DR.. Kilgo's voice is deep, his utter
| ances at times couched in quick cpl
! gram, again in rolling sentences
| sweeping to dramatic conclusions. He
| is an orator and an artist of speech
| controlling and compelling his hear
ers to his mood. Today he outdid
| himself. His tribute to Washington
| Duke was a classic of powerful Eng
lish spoken in a way to seize upon the
| heart strings like the tenderer notes
| of big music. His drawing of the
| character of the deceased, his early
| struggles, his success, his steadfast-
| ness, his love of his home and child
| rem, his faith in God, his loyalty and
| benefactions and charties-withal
the grandeur and simplicity of his sub
| ject-made a story that held the mind
| in wise and at times Wrung the con-
gregation to tears. 1t was triumphant
| appreciative. at times almost cruel in
| it's pathos. The vast congregation
scarcely breathed aloud except in sobs
under its delivery.
This great multitude of people. he