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Source: By the Golden Gate
Source type: book
Document type: book chapter
Document title: “Westward” [chapter 1]
Author(s): Carey, Joseph
Publisher: Albany Diocesan Press
Place of publication: Albany, New York
Year of publication: 1902
Pagination: 11-40 (excerpt below includes only pages 17-18)

 
Citation
Carey, Joseph. “Westward” [chapter 1]. By the Golden Gate. Albany: Albany Diocesan Press, 1902: pp. 11-40.
 
Transcription
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Keywords
Joseph Carey; Pan-American Exposition; Temple of Music; McKinley assassination (religious response).
 
Named persons
William McKinley.
 
Notes
From title page: By the Golden Gate; or, San Francisco, the Queen City of the Pacific Coast; with Scenes and Incidents Characteristic of Its Life.

From title page: By Joseph Carey, D.D., a Member of the American Historical Association.

From cover: By Rev. Dr. Joseph Carey.
 
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Westward [excerpt]

At Buffalo I had sufficient time, before taking the through sleeping car “Sweden,” on the Erie Railway, to Chicago, to visit the Pan-American Exposition grounds. The scene, at night, as I approached, was very impressive. The buildings, illuminated with electricity furnished by the power-house at Niagara’s thundering cataract, looked like palaces of gold. The flood of light was a brilliant yellow. The main avenue was broad and attractive. The tower, with the fountains and cascade, appealed wonderfully to the imagination. Machinery, Agricultural, and the Electrical buildings, had an air of grandeur. Music Hall, where the members of Weber’s Orchestra from Cincinnati were giving a concert before an audience of three hundred persons, had a melancholy interest for me. It was here, only a short time before, that President McKinley, at a public reception, was stricken down by the hand of an assassin; and the exact spot was pointed [17][18] out to me by a policeman. In that late hour of the evening, as I stood there rapt in contemplation over the tragic scene which deprived a nation of one of the wisest and best of rulers, I seemed to hear his voice uplifted as in the moment when he was smitten, pleading earnestly with the horrified citizens and officers around him, to have mercy on his murderer,—“Let no one do him harm!” It was Christian, like the Protomartyr; it was the spirit of the Divine Master, Who teaches us to pray for our persecutors and enemies! Happy the nation with such an example before it!

 

 


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