Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1910-04-27
MARX 7WAIN'S FUNERAL
The Beloved Humorist Rests
Under W at Elmira

New York, Special.-Saturday
Mark Twain's body was removed
from Stormfeld. 1t now rests in
Gods Acre beside those whom he
"loved long since and lost awhile"
Funeral services were held in the
Brick Presbyterian Church here, by
DR.. Henry A. Vandyke, professor OF
English literature at Princeton Uni
versity, Saturday afternoon.
In his address DR.. Vandyke said,
in part:
"This is not the place nor Che time
for an eulogy of the famous writer,
the honored and representative Amer
lean. Here we are all of US simply
human. The touch Of grief is upon
us. We think of Mark Twain not as
the celebrity, but the mar whom we
knew and loved.
"Those who knew his work as a
whole, know that under the latent
and irresponsible humor which was
his gift, there was foundation of seri-
GUS thought and noble affections, and
desires. The mark Of his higher hui
NOR is that it does not laugh at the
weak, the helpless, the true, the in
nocent-only at the false, the vain,
the hypocritical.
"Mark Twain laughed many of the
worlds false claimants out of court
and entangled many of the worlds
false wits in the net of ridicule. He
touched the absurdities Of life with
not unkindly mockery and made us
feel somehow the infinite pathos of
life's realities. No one car say that
be ever failed to reverence the purity,
the frank, joyful, genuine nature of
little children, Of whom Christ has
said, 'Of such is the kingdom Of
Heaven"
The shining rosewood coffin stood
upon u baggage truck in the glaring
sunlight On the cover was a silver
plate inscribed: "Samuel Lang
horne Clemens MARK Twain) 191O."
Above the plate lay a wreath of
mountain laurel, emblem of immor-
tally, picked in the Tamarack hills,
Dan Beard, old friend and neighbor,
who illustrated many Of his books,
had stumbled over the rocks and roots
in the dark to pluck them the night
before and had sat up into the small
hours to weave them with his own
hands.
The train began to draw into the
station and as it gathered way a far
mer on the platform said soberly:
"There goes a man the country knew
as we'll as George Washington"
Old Katie, the housekeeper, sat in
a corner and wept. ~ made him
comfortable" she said, "just before
he sank to rest. The nurses could
not please him but he rested when 1
eased him, and he said: "fhank
you, Katie, you do everything just
right" The day before he had Miss
Clara in his room to sing, "Flow
Gently, Sweetly Avon" He asked
for her and she sang the old school
ballad for him. He took real pride
in his daughters voice.
Elmira, N. Y, Special.-Under a
tent on the grassy slope of the Lang
donSplot in Woodlwan cemetery, with
rain beating fiercely against the can
vas cover, a little group of mourners
silently watched Sunday as the body
of Samuel L. Clemens was lowered
into an evergreen-lined grave beside
the bodies of his wife and children.
Rev. Samuel E. Eastman, a close
friend of the late humorist, conducted
a brief and simple service and Mark
Twain's final pilgrimage was at an
end.
Services had previously been held
at the residence Of General Charles
J. Langdon, where forty years ago
Mark Twain married the generals
sister. In keeping with Mr.. Clemens
wishes the ceremony was simple.
There was no music, no honorary
pallbearers-just the brief address
and prayer by DR.. Eastman.