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Population. 2,500 Elevation, ,750 RESOURCES The Williams News Mining THE NETS JOB PRINTING IS UNEXCELLED RAILROADS SinU Fc Pacific Santa Fc & Grand Canyon Saginaw Southern r Vol. 10 WILLIAMS, ARIZONA, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1901 No. 8 j i ' i THE LAST SAD RITES Funeral Services of the Late Wm. McKlnley Held Monday, Last, at Buffalo. 80.000 PEOPLE VIEW REMAINS The Service at Buffalo Were of Pathetic Nature and the Pro cesssion Witnessed by Thousands. The silent form of William Mc- Kinley was borne from Buffalo in impressive state last Monday morn ing and taken on its last journey to the national capital. Thousands upon thousands watch ed the impressive procession mov ing toward the depot. It was doub ly impressive because of its lack of gorgeousness and because of the fact, that following closely behind the pall covered corpse of the dead president, followed the successor to the title and the living change in the country's history. Long before the time set for the funeral services over the body of President McKinley, the Milburn house was astir with preparations. At 9 o'clock long platoons of police officers, mounted and on foot, ar rived at the grounds and were post ed in details along the streets ap proaching the house. Major Gen eral John R. Brooks, who was per sonally in command of all the forces participating in the escort, arrived at 10 o'clock. Eight min utes before the opening of the serv ice a covered barouche drove up to the house bringing President Roose velt. As the president passed within the house and the services were about to begin the long line of sol diers and sailors swung in columns of fours and formed in battalion front along the beautiful thorough fare and immediately facing it. They stood at parade rest, with colors lowered, each flag wound about its staff and bound with crepe. Outside the house there was a half hour of silence and waiting. Within the house of death woe was unspeakable. In the drawing room to the right of the hall as President Roosevelt entered the dead chieftan was stretched upon his bier. His face was toward the rising sun. On his face was written a story ' of the christian fortitude with which he met his martyrdom. Only the thinness of his face bore mute testi mony to the patient suffering he had endured. He was dressed as he always was in life. His black frock coat was buttoned across the breast where the first bullet of the assassin had struck. A black string tie below a standing collar showed a little triangle of the white shirt front. His right hand lay at his side; his left was across his breast. He looked as millions of his countrymen have seen him, save for one thing. The little badge of Loyal Legion, the only decoration he ever wore, which was always on the left lapel of his coat, was miss ing, and those who remarked it, spoke of it, and after the body was taken to the city hall the little badge which he prized through life was again placed where it had al ways been. The body lay in a black casket on a black bearskin rug. Over the lower limbs were flung the starry banner he had loved so well. A spray of white chrysanthemums, a flaming bunch of blood red American roses and a magnificent bunch of violets were on the casket. That was alL The family had taken leave of their beloved one before the others arrived. Mrs. McKinley, the poor g reef-crushed widow, had been led into the chamber and had sat awhile alone with him who had supported and comforted her through all the years of their wed ded life. But though the support was gone she had not broken down. Dry-eyed she gazed upon him and fondled his face. She did not seem to realize that he was dead. Then she was led away, and took up her position at the head of the stairs where she could hear the services. The signal being given, there welled out from the hall the beauti ful words of "Lead, Kindly Light," sung by a quartette. It was Mc Kinley's favorite hymn. Half of those in the room put their faces into their hands to hide the tears, When the singing ended the clergy man read a chapter. Again the voices rose with the words,"Nearer. My God, to Thee," the very words President McKinley bad repeated at intervals of consciousness before he died. Then followed a prayer. The service concluded with a sim ple benediction. Three long rolls of the muffled drum told those outside the house that the funeral was about to ap pear. At the moment the casket appeared "Nearer, My God, to Thee" ascended in subdued strains from one of the military bands Tenderly the bearers lowered the casket from their shoulders and placed it on the hearse. Notes of Chopin's funeral dirge succeeded the strains of the hymn. The Sol diers and sailors swung into long columns and took up their march The train that bore the president from Buffalo was a solid Pullman of seven cars, drawn by two locomotives. The state funeral day of the late President McKinley occurred in Washington last Tuesday. The procession occupied one hour in passing a given point. The funeral services were simple and beautiful. The climax of a great demonstra tion of sorrow began at Alliance, eighteen miles from Canton. There the halfmast flags were bordered heavily with black and it seemed as if every man, woman and child was at the station. A big white streamer ten feet wide was across the street, lettered in black, "We mourn our nation's dead." The funeral train proper, bring ing the remains of President Mc Kinley, arrived in Canton on Wed nesday at 12 o'clock. The funeral services took place Thursday at 1:30 p. m. at the Methodist Episco pal .church, of which the martyred president was a communicant and trustee. They were brief, by the expressed wish of the family. IN MEMORY OF THE DEAD Appropriate Services Held Last Thursday in this City at I. E. Church A CITIZEN'S MASS MEETING Which was Largely Attended. Bus Houses Closed Their Doors and the Day was One of Mourning. Whereas, God in his infinite Wisdom has seen fit to take from our midst our most prominent citi zen and Ruler of Our Nation, and Whereas, Thursday, the 19th day of September, 1901, has been selected as the day for the burial of the Honored Dead, and Whereas, The President of the United States, by his proclamation, has requested all citizens of the Nation to observe said 19th day of September as a day of Prayer and Mourning. Now, therefore, I, Harry Pyle, mayor of the town of Williams, do hereby request that the citizens of the town of Williams close their places of business on the said 19th day of September, aforesaid, and assemble at some convenient place and observe the day by appropriate services, in conformity with the proclamation and request of the President of the United States and in memory of the Departed Dead. Done at my office, at the town of Williams, on this, the 18th day of September, A. D. 1901. Harry Pyle, Wm. R. Poole, Mayor. Town Clerk. Seal On Thursday, in accordance with the above proclamation, a general mass meeting of the citizens of Williams was held at the M. E. church to pay respects to the mem ory of our nation's most honored citizen and official, President Mc Kinley. All the business houses of the city closed their doors at noon and COHTIMUKD OR FASS THBU.