The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1915-01-10
Random Sketches
sunday Reading.

first item that caught my eye and
lit is good Sunday morning reading,
was at once decided to transcrlbe
and give it first place in "Rando
Thoughts" j"st as it was printed
1.-THE New Orleans Picayune Of dat
! August 16, 1868:
The Old Church Tower.
In the old church tower
Hangs the bell
And upon it on the vane,
In the sunshine and the rain
Cut In gold ST. Peter stands
with the keys in his two hands,
And all is well.
In the old church tower
Hangs the bell,
You can hear its great heart beat
All! SO loud and wild and sweet,
AS the parson says prayer
Over his happy lovers there.
While all is well.
In the old church tower
Hangs the bell,
Deep and solemn. Hark. again!
All, what passion, and what pain!
With her hands upon her breast.
Some poor soul has gone to rest
Where all is we'll.
In the old church tower
uonuc tho hall
A quaint friend that seems to know
All our joy and all our woe;
1t is glad when we are wed,
1t is sad when we are dead,
And all is we'll
Bishop Lee Again.
Not many days ago was printed il
these columns a biographical remem
brance of Henry W. Lee, the frs
Episcopal bishop OF the diocese o
Iowa. "A few days later the write
met prominent local churchman o
the Episcopal church and the subjec
of the sketch about Bishop Lee nat
uraily entered into the brief CONVEX
sation.
Did YOU ever hear the story abou
Bishop Lee and his coming to Iowa?
the gentleman asked
The scribe replied that if he ha'
heard 1t, he could not call it to mind
and with look that told of his desire
to hear it, and the gentleman stoot
in the air OF chilly forenoon and be
low is given substantially the stor,
taken down in memory's note booi
without the aid of pen or pencil o.
even paper.
Bishop Lee, it seems, hesitated ser
iously before deciding TO accept thu
appointment. He was well located il
the east, and the western borderiant
beyond the Mississippi river wa
sparcely settled, with few of the lux
uries or even the comforts enjoyed II
the older settled portions Of the coun
try to which he had been accustomed
He hesitated and wrestled
One day friend visited him ant
found the hesitating clergyman seat
ed by table in his room with me-,
he appeared to be studying with mucl
interest The friend had learned o
the hesitation and felt that the ap
pointment was fine promotion TO
his friend.
CHANGING at the map over which
Rev. Lee was bordering, the visitin:
friend placed his finger on the map
which must have been the southeast
ernn portion Of the map, and remark
ed, You are bound to go. Look a
the names of the counties on the ma
there Is Henry, Washington. Lee
Why, your name is already writer
on the map of Iowa. You are bound t,
CO.,
Whether this speech of the friend
somewhat mandatory, quickened hi
decision Is not known. but Bishop Lee
came to Iowa, and died here afte
many years OF eminent service II
church and civic affairs, and leaving
record which has honorable record II
the history of the state. He cam
here with his name already on tn
map and he died leaving that nam
in the hearts Of the people anon:
whom he labored SO industriously, IN
telligently in the noblest christian
spirit Of universal brotherhood O
man and the Fatnerhood of God.
MOTHER ON COT