The sun shone with " tempered bright-of Sir Nicholas John honour to his stood "ti ly in the' streets or verandahs, or looked windows, as all that was mort of its British Chief Justice passed tlowei Haden to the last ceremony.
Early there were signs that something unusual was happening. The streets were unusually crowded with here and there among she passers the uniformed figure of a volunteer.
At nine o'clock these volunteers concentrated me the Custom House—Light Horse, Actillery, "A," "B," and German Companies, and also: the French Volunteers—and feil in under the of Lieut. do Adjutant Theirs it was to lead the ion fur most of its way, and the moment arrived. the Chief Justice's residence mourners and those who attended ly were preparing ty move the first stage of the sad journey. Suen the waiting line on the Bund were brought to attention, for ossian from the house had reached way to the Trinity Cathedral. When it had passed out of sight the men were marched to Ki Road, and there waited until the first prt ut the service shoul be ov Inside the Cathedral Chopin's © Marche Funebre" ushered in the catlin and itsattendants. Lady Hannen and Miss Hannen were present for a portion of the service, and then left for the The Rev.
Gilbert Walshe officiated, and there wert ent the 1 Rev. C.J. F. Symons, Pott, and the Homy ehaphin of in the chancel were mourners, the body f the Cathedral filled [with those attending officially and th general public. Two psalms were sung by the full choir, a portion of the funeral service was read, the bynin "Nearer was: which Gilbert Litho i following eloquent and touching address During this Easter season, whilst we ice in the Resurrection of our Lord 1 the tomb, by which he demonstrated to Death, king its pow minded that Death" is word of {aweful import, and death wlf an [ence which "has nor lot Christ has, by his death, il wu dread rome death, that is
ne indeed it is the one tshadeow which ov j miclouded existence, and St. Paul himself [allo i a enemy whose final is reserved fv ter period, see a yet all things put under him." Why suse sin and de th still dispute his title of Conqueror. The last enemy that shall be deste j Death still reigns apparently—triume {punt ever the: prassio craving for which is instinct i P ove Calvary which was end its tenure; over the hearts Of the fact of his cimthe anti ministrations of devoted riy tinued empire over men we are painfully reminded this morning, as we mee gether atvund all that remains, that is mortal, of our departed friend, ty rendor the last sud otlices of respect and affection. The mortal part of Sie Niche lies before us, but the freed spirit is not herve confined, it rests in p awaiting that rant reunion when D th's power jail ofall vent ed, at the now disunited sou shall be restored, and 1 in to take its shi in the great Bu er of the Resurrection, continues to enforce his claim over the bodies of men, but his authority. ove the souls of met is broken; the experience of Death comes, to all, but to those who sacrifice on that fins has been shorn of There Hope beyond the tomb, there is a slit at the farther end of the dark tunnel.
Death is but the under-to immortality; painful ins deed, be-ouse of the parting between those who must go, and those who stay; because f the sundering of so many ties which connect humin hearts throughout long yours of sweet and bitter experience shared in common. Dreadful, in a sense, beat of its strangeness and anystery, but. ye full of hope, since life and immortality have been brought: to light through the Gospel.
Nevertheless the sense of our own loss annet but elicit the expression of our sincerest grief. Friends are none too numerous in. this world, and we have lost friend, What can I say in tribute to his memory which will not be but the re-echo of that which fills the hearts of all who knew him 7 He was an Englishman in all that best befits the bearer of the name acter for uprightness, and and loyalty to truth was above oach—of his dum virtues we the ILI who are in the best appreciate and proclaim them. As a friend, I can bear testimony, from an experience only "alas" too short, to
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