McKinley, U. S. A.
Nature clothed him in the priceless
Robe of Manhood—Freemen decked him with the Robe of Fame, and, holding
high the tempered Mace of Fellow-love, he went forth to meet the
glad huzzah. Naught he saw but loyal heartsa surging, swaying
sea of smilesa universe of loving eyes, and seeing only Faith
and Love therein, his heart responded to a Nation’s greet. But Fate
had sadly horoscoped his Time and called him from his High Estate
when Life and Hope were strong. The stern decree of Death he did
not fear, nor feared he Cunning Stealththe coward’s artif
only that his purpose could be won for Liberty and Peace. And all
his pleadings with the One Above,within the mortal casement
of his soul, implored the respite but for sake of fellow-man;but
when he heard The Master say“MY WILL BE DONE,” he sought no
further word, nor reason why, but softly,calmly,meekly,laid
him downand died.