When Israel's leader, Maccabeus, fell, Though Glory's arms received the noble dead, Then did a nation's wailing loudly swell, And sorrow's bursting ory was widely spread "How is the mighty fallen! The Isurelled head, Hoary with triumphs, the' not white with years, Sunk to the dust, the richest lifebk lood shed Stretched with the lowliest Judah's pride appears, And Israel/s strength is mourned with unavailing tears Such is our sorrow; Judah's fate is ours, To weep our chieftain and our leader lost He who long years had watched on Israel's towers, Armed for the coining foe, himself a host, The flock's firm pastor and Religion's 7 Yields to pale Death, an unresisting prey; A And tho"'to Angels' hands he yields the ghost, And Glory gilds him with Kier quenchless ray, Deep is the grief that mourns good Garnier pas-ed away.
Religion mourns: he that upheld her cause, That loved her in her darkest days of woe, And braved the bold derider of her laws, His mighty arm has droped, his head lies low, The poor man weeps, whose bliss was to know In him an advocate, to life's full end And often to his grave shall many 0 Dejected mourners, and in anguish bend O'er the cold stone that holds their father, guide, and friend.
Pastor of Heaven high choice! Thy sheep lament, Bereft of thy sure guidance, and thy caro How many of thy watchful hours were 'To guard' them from the wolf, and hidden snare.
When danger threatened, thou wert promptly there Thou didst support the feeble, feed the strong The wanderer homewards thou wouldst gladly bear, And place him joyfully thy flocks among. Now they are left to mourn thy sad departure long.
Farewell, thou best of Prelates! thy honoured name Shall live embalmed in many a fervent 'He who has "here essayed to hymn thy fame, Long bs thy counsel cheered, and Presence blest, Prays for thy parted soul eternal rest And where the just made perfect ever dwell, 'There be' th' unfading crown by thee possessed; sie There may thy voice with hymns of glory swell, Pastor revered and loved; father and friend, Farewell Ose or THE Frocs.
The much-loved Bishop whose death we announced on Monday, was born near Rennes in Brittany. In 1848 he was a secular priest of the diocese of Rennes, and entered the novitiate of the Jesuits in 1852. He was sent to the French penal settlement at Cayenne to minister to the convicts, and for ten years he boro patiently the aval climate, and the society of the galley-slaves to whom his services were a comfort and consolation. This work among the convicts being suppressed by the Government, Pere Gnrnier in 1868 started for China, arriving in February, 1869, He began'work at Sungliang, and was soon made the Superior of the western part of the Mission. In 1877 be was appointed Rector of Sicawei, and was soon made Ooadjutor to Bishop Languillat, whom he succeeded. During the nearly twenty years of his preluoy, the number of priests in the Mission has been doubled, there being now 150. He delighted greatly in the constitution of the seminaries at Tungkadoo and Sicawei, and was greatly interested in the Observatory and the Printing Establishment at the Tousewsi Orphanage, To Mr. Garnier is mainly duo, with the help of Chinese priests, the Catholic translation of the Four Gospels, happily finished and published before his doth. His last journey was mide last winter to North Kiangsu by the Grand Cinal, and he came back only to prepare himself for his death. His oxtromo weakness was noted at the recent fete of the 1dth of July, when, however, ho stood all through the ceremony. Latterly, oppressed by the intense heat, he retired from the episcopal apartments as soon as he was no longer able to say mass; and he died at 6.25 on Sunday evening, after eight hours of high fever, in the common firm ary, beloved by all who knew hima, and deeply mourned by the Catholic Church in Kiangnan.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.