The Columbus weekly dispatch., 1908-06-25
A Tribute to Beverley Randolph
Sherman


was a heavy blow to his family and
large circle of friends. He had gone
with some of his associates for an
outing to KoIb Springs on a camp
ing expedition. While in camp at
noon Wednesday a negro boy acci-
dentally fired a gun, the discharge
entering the breast of Randolph near
the right shoulder and neck, causing
death at two o'clock Thursday morn
ing. In the full bloom of young man
hood, with a future radiant with hope
and promise, he was suddenly cut
ter name, call accident. We pause
before the solemn reality of the sad
scene with heads barred, hearts throb-
bing with sorrow and eyes dimmed
with tears, appalled,, and vainly ask
why was it permitted? The only an
swer is silence. Viewed from our
short-sighted standpoint, a splendid
foundation had been laid for beau
tiful edifiee, and then the earth open
ed and swallowed it up. This cannot
to true, for man is immortal, only
the body is mortal, and is received
again by mother earth, while the 1iv-
ing person is only removed. Under
the direction of an artist the base for
a splendid monument was cut, shaped
and polished in the quarry, and then
taken away. Why rob the quarry of
that beautiful piece of work? Why
not build the monument there? All,
the artist has a beautiful park in a
magnificent city where the monu
ment will have an environment in
harmony with its beauty. So with
our young friend; his beautiful
young life has been removed to the
heavenly home, where 1t can unfold
untarnished by the dust of the quarry
and where its beauty will find har-
monious environment. The earthly
part of his life is a finished work, |
not broken off, and in that more con-
genial cline his life building goes on.
Randolph was the eldest son of /
Mr. and Mrs. George w. Sherman I
of this city. and had just entered his
nineteenth year. He was a dutiful,
considerate and loving son, an affec-
tionate brother, and kind and true
friend. He had grown to manhood
untarnished by the many vices of this
world. His life was pure and exem-
plary. His noble spirit and manli-
ness commanded the admiration of
all who knew him. He did not spend
all of his time in idleness on the
streets or at resorts where the at
mosphere is foul with smoke and
bad language, but quietly and
promptly attended to business. He
was bouyant with life and enjoyed
the social circle with his associates.
He grew up in the Sunday school.
md had never entirely deserted If.
as so many young men do. Best of
I'll he was Christian. He had been )
/ member o. the First Presbyterian
church for several years. His short ]
ife was beautiful, and God lovingly
;losed the volume, leaving the pages ]
.efthout a blot to mar it's beauty. I
life is not measured by years, but
~ WudI We are anu uO. i he 1dISS
of sympathetic friends who t
lttended his funeral is a testimony ?
hat he had not lived in vain, and I
.lso a testimony that this city ee- t
lights to honor the young man VINO '
S what a young man ought TO be. c
Not plucked. but gathered by the h
hand of love,
AS tender fruit of fragrant lilies
are;
in the paradise above,
To blossom in eternal fragrance
there.
Our brother the haven hath gained, S
Outlying the tempest and wind; s
lis rest he hath sooner obtained, Il
And left his companions behind" i
J. J. H. X