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All Through the Year [excerpt]
A P.
In Memoriam.
AMONG other interesting curios found long years ago in an old
manor house in Gloucestershire, England, was a sketch labeled “The
portrait of a True Gentleman.” It was a pen-picture not painted
with a brush but neatly written. Simply framed the treasure when
discovered was hanging over the mantel in a little tapestried sitting-room,
evidently a woman’s apartment as indicated by other appointments.
How wonderful the portrayal! “The
true gentleman is God’s servant, the world’s master and his own
man; virtue is his business, study his recreation, contentment his
rest, and happiness his reward. God is his father, Jesus Christ
his Saviour, and all that need him his friends. Devotion is his
chaplain, chastity his chamberlain, sobriety his butler, temperance
his cook, hospitality his housekeeper, providence his steward, charity
his treasurer, piety the mistress of his house, and discretion his
porter to let in and out as most fit. Thus his whole family is made
up of virtues, and he the true master of the house. He is necessitated
to take the world on his way to heaven, but in walking through it
all his business is to make himself happy by making others so. Take
him in two words—Man and Christian.” Without name or date and very
ancient the original of the so-called “portrait” is unknown, but
nevertheless still lives and blesses mankind in this character-study
of highest and purest type, almost unequalled [sic] as lesson and
standard for right living.
This fair land of ours is now under
a sorrow so heavy and crushing as to overshadow the whole world.
On every loyal heart to-day, and for all time to come, is impressed
a like “portrait of a true gentleman” and in letters of pure gold,
bright and unfading, the dear name “William McKinley.” Not only
for Chief Magistrate, but for the “Man” and “Christian” do tears
fall and sobs break forth in this time of overwhelming grief and
trial. How beautiful and true the words of ex-President Cleveland
at Princeton, “McKinley’s power rested not so much in the knowledge
gained by education, as in his recognition of the manifold duties
of life in every relation. He was great in his ultimate success,
because he was great in the minutiæ of life.” He was as loving,
earnest and thoughtful in small things, an example, a light upon
the pathway of every-day life, as he was wise, far-seeing, judicious
and noble in his guidance of affairs of State. In his private as
well as public life ample testimony proves that to “need him” was
to be his friend whom he served faithfully and cheerfully to the
extent of his ability, whether in influence, money, advice, or sympathy
as the case might be. Truly in his “walk through the world on his
way to heaven” he found his best happiness “in making others happy!”
In the very zenith of fame, honored
beloved [sic], and with prosperity surrounding him both in national
and personal issues, his idolized wife mercifully restored to him
seemingly from the very door of Death, he had everything to live
for. The blow came suddenly, but how beautiful and convincing the
lesson of his death! “Prepared for the worst” he fought a brave
battle to live for the sake of the lovely devoted wife to whom he
was all of earthly joy, comfort and strength. It was indeed a bitter
pang to the great good heart to leave her sorrowing and desolate,
deprived of the gentle unceasing ministry which it had ever been
his highest pleasure and most sacred privilege to bestow.
When hope faded and the shadow deepened
tenderly he sustained her with the assurance that “it was God’s
way” and to bear it bravely the duty of both. Alas! to the frail
grief-stricken mourner a heart [410][411]
breaking obligation for which God alone can give grace and courage!
President McKinley as “Man” and “Christian”
through his administration lived for God and his country. In dying
he was not only submissive to divine will but he also recognized
divine purpose. “God’s way,” and therefore for him, for those who
loved him, and for the nation the best way! Again quoting from Mr.
Cleveland’s tender eulogy upon the dead President (which bears especial
weight as from a man who knows by experience of what he speaks)
“McKinley’s work was well done. It is better done in that it shines
now as an illustrious example for the benefit of all however narrow
the opportunity.” As the late President recognized the manifold
duties of life in every relation and performed them faithfully,
intelligently, lovingly and without ostentation as “God’s servant,”
so is he mourned by all irrespective of party and country even.
This universal grief was pathetically voiced by a poor old colored
man, his eyes raining tears as he viewed the emblems of mourning
as expression of the nation’s bereavement. Sobbingly came the words,
“he wasn’t my politics, but he was my President!”
Looking to Christ as his Saviour,
and sweetly, without murmur, accepting as “God’s way” for him a
martyr’s death, the twenty-fifth President of the United States,
Wm. McKinley, went peacefully and triumphantly to his rest, beloved
and honored above the lot of men not only in his own country but
in foreign lands as well. His portrait as “Man,” “Christian” and
“true gentleman” will brighten with passing years and from generations
yet unborn meet loving recognition, his greatness going down in
history as exceeded only by his goodness of heart and purity of
life.
“It is God’s will,” as he had lived he died—
Statesman and soldier, fearing
not to bear
Fate’s heavy cross, while swift from sea to sea,
Rolled the deep accents of a nation’s
prayer.
“Dust to dust,” in solemn state he lies
Who bowed to death, yet won a
deathless name,
And wears in triumph on his marble brow
The martyr’s crown, the hero’s
wreath of fame.
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