The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1910-10-14

tht 0ohS9 VI the sons OF UOd and the
shouting OF the morning stars in the
great anthem of life and light that
chanted the glories of creation. we
hear the voice of the exalted Christ.
calling across the shadows. / am the
Resurrection and the Life He that
belleFeth on Me, though he were dead,
Yet shall he live. And whatsoever liveth
and beileyeth on Ne. shall never die. ,
~ would not give up-I would not
qualify one little shading of my firm.
positive, absolute belief in that mag
niticent doctrine of Him who was dead
and is alive, and wEo liveth for ever
more i would not exchange it for the
most perfect comprehension of all the
cIevereSt guesSes and the most brilliant
doubts Of all the wisest teachers and
most learned scholars of all the ages of
this world of human theories and mis-
takes, restatements and corrections For
the PHILOSOPHERS of the scholars sound
like the systems of men, This mighty
declaration of everlasting life rings
like the voice of God.
"He was young, and life was dear
to him. Today was bright as sunrise
with the promise of tomorrow. Richly
endowed with rare natural gifts, he had
strengthened these treasures of God
with the equipment of education, broad
and deep. His feet were treading an
upward path. Promotion in his chosen
profession had come to him. unsolicited
His aspirations were lofty; his ideals
noble and pure: his impulses God sent
Hope ran singing before him; strength
and courage walked beside him. the
comrades of man. Duty, the daughter
of God, was his monitor With tireless
hands and busy brain and faithful soul,
q coworker with God. he laid broad
and strong and true, the foundations of
a useful life.
"Then the arrow, tipped with venom
and winged with hate, sped by the
hands Of the assassin, Kissed through
the night. found the happy heart throb
bing with the Joy of duty and glad with
the sweetness of labor we'll done The
pen fell from the ready hand, trailing
a blur from the unfinished sentence
Murder, most foul had done its fiendish
work.
80 gentle was his life; so loving
his nature; so tender his sympathy with
men IN their struggles, their tempta-
tlons, their sorrows, it would disturb
his soft repose if one should speak
word of bitterness above his head, pill
lowed i'll the 'sinless, stirless rest-the
change that never changes. He lays
his hand upon our hearts, hot with the
spirit of revenge, soothing our living
anger to the sweet calm Of the dead.
He checks our human cry for the JUS
tice of God upon those who have
wrought this awful crime, with the
prayer of the Master whom he served
= forgive them. This was his nature,
living among us. in this world of the
workdays. 1t is his perfected nature,
radiant and gloriied in the land where
love is the only law.
"Dutiful son: loving brother; faith
ful husband; dear, gentle, loyal friend,
great heart and true heart, farewell,
God who gave YOU work to do, who
tested your fidelity through the fierce
fires of martyrdom and gave YOU the
grace that made You more than con.
aueror,' give YOU the peace and joy.
and the higher and nobler ministries
of the world of divine endeavor and
accompa niment-giye YOU the peace
that remaineth for the people of God. .
Floral Tributes.
The set pieces and floral tributes
were an indication of the love and re
spect Of those who knew Harvey Elder.
The San Francisco Press Club sent a
handsome wreath; from the University
Club was great panel of asters with
the initials "U. G.. on a shield. The
Times staff sent set piece of floral
sword and pen crossed over an acorn
with scroll bearing the greeting usual
with the "boys' when the paper goes
to press, "Good Night.
From far-away Honolulu, where
Harvey Elder was acting city editor
and financial editor on The Advertiser,
his former associates had a beautiful
wreath of white carnations, lilies of the
valley and maidenhair fern with the
Hawaiian greeting "Aloha . IN gold
scross the center. From the Examiner
was tribute of magnificent lilies, with
a card, ''Heartfelt sympathy to the
near ones bereaved.' The Herald cdr
torial staff sent handsome piece.
The tribute from Gen. Harrison Gray
Otis was a beautiful wreath emblematlc
of sorrow and fame.