Our Martyred President
The assassination of President McKinley
by a fiendish anarchist has stirred the American nation to a profounder
depth of grief than it has ever before been moved in this generation.
This is due to the fact that the atrocious crime was without shadow
of cause or reason, and to the amiable and exemplary character of
the victim, whose kindness, courtesy and forbearance was proverbial,
and whose private life, as well as every official act, was not only
above reproach but pure and free from every taint or stain. He was
not assassinated because he was William McKinley or as a result
of any personal or political animosities, but simply and solely
because he was the President of the United States, and, as such,
the head of the nation.
This the people realized, and every
man, woman and child (anarchists excepted) felt a personal grief
and a personal loss in the untimely death of this great and good
man who was so basely shot down because he was our highest officer,
representing law and order—government—for eighty millions of intelligent,
prosperous and happy people.
Hence we mourn our martyred President
and will ever cherish the memory of his virtues, and extend our
deep and sincere sympathy to his stricken and bereaved widow.
We also mourn his as a Brother, Companion
and Friend, for he was one of our mystic fraternity, and we have
kept watch and ward with him in scenes to which the world was not
witness, and where the bitter enmity of war, the strife of business
competition, the jealousies of politics and parties, and the clash
of creeds and religious opinions are all laid aside and the better
feelings of humanity left free to develop the higher attributes
of the soul under the Fatherhood of God and the Brotherhood of Man.
His work was not finished yet his column was broken, and as the
laurel crown of martyrdom is placed upon his brow we bid him good
night but not farewell, for we know that his noble soul still lives,
and in due time we shall meet and greet him again. “It is God’s
way; His will, not ours, be done.”