Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-04-14

flN ana with certain
Aams he read 1t by stealth and then
mussled It away.
The news Of the Deemster's death had
allen on the Manx people like a thun.
l6bolt. Tho ono great man Of Man
I'D gone. It was almost as II the
bland had lost its soul.
No work was done on the day Of the
funeral. At 10 o'clock in the morning
TIE whole population seemed to be
crossing the Curragh lanes to Balla.
boar. By II the broad lawn was COW
9M with vast company Of all classes,
nom the officials to the crofters. A
lons line OF carriages, cars and stiff
Hfe lined the roads that surrounded
ths house. -
The day had broken fair, with a
lind OF mild brightness, but out on
nat sandy headland the wind had risen
eM white wreaths Of mist were float.
ne over the land. It was late Sen.
TIMBER and the leaves were falling
Nobody entered the house. Accord.
to Manx custom all stood outside.
~ half.past eleven the front door was
epened and the body was brought out,
ender pail, and laid on four chairs
2 mont of 1t. A moment later Victor
O.owsll came behind. bareheaded and
w pale. A wide space was left for
nm BY the bier. A creeper that GOV.
E4 the house was blood-red at his
Somebody started a hymn-"Abjde
Wtn Me'-and It was taken up by
Me vast company in front. The rocks
s.Ried and screamed over the heads
ne singers. The bald head of old
ealeiell looked down through the trees.
Then the procession was formed. It
.VCk the grassy lane at the back by
xaleh the Deemster had always gone
cnurch. Everybody walked. and six
OF bearers claimed the right ito
umy the old man home.''
~ ytney sang two hymns on the way !:
.Nsd, Kindly Light" and "Rock OF
% Between the verses the wind
.,.It ,.uI..ted through the gorse hedges on
.auner .a.er Side. Sometimes it raised the
~ ~ of the pail and showed the bare
unen they reached the cross roads In
S.xTns o. the church the bell began to
Az. S. AT that moment white mist was
sins across the church tower and
-mest obscuring It.
..se bishop Of the island was at the
M waiting for the prt cession, but
sE~I Cowley,- pale and trembling, was
nere, and he would have fought
Nsnster. ~" '0f n'S f'sns TO bury the
~ ON the Resurrection and the
ae began In his quavering voice,
NJ procession came up, and at the
NM SSment nSt the mists vanished. The
wv cnurchyard with its weather.
sSnoeriul sky and out on the sIehtless
The bearers had to bend their
~ 80 they passed through the low
avery scat in the body of the church
~ occupied, and great numbers had
:, . remain sin outside. But Victor stoweii
~ sione In the pew OF the Balla amoars
Ie the marble tablet on The wall he.
hsmT,,In nim--four hundred years OF his
t. and he the last of them. Dur.
hh,s .ne reading of the Epistle the
~ and wailing of the wind out.
-. ,simost drowned the b;shop's yoics
ancsSs service ended with the singing OF
M n hymn. 20 God our help in ages
Ns Everybody knew the words, and
ds we're taken up by the people out
bss,. be like M an ever-rolling stream.
llsoUsI .ar Victor StOwell had gone
~ ~ everything In kind OF stupOr.
H conscious that the island was
uo honor TO her greatest son,
was nothing to him now.
~ cane 70 himsNlf be was stand-
~ ~ open yeuit Of the Gtowells,
N,sX Stcuee ~ over. the closed