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WARD CHENEY.
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ment in his growing manhood of that
fair boyhood’s promise, have had ever
new reason to do so. How sure I am
that every one whose knowledge of
Ward Cheney came of personal nearness
to him would in like manner testify that
with admiration of him went, from first
to last, increasing measures of love and
of respect. All manly nobilities, all
graces of truth, loyalty, kindness, honor,
that lead the affections captive were as-
sembled in him and shone out of him.
If I do not go on further to speak his
eulogy, it is because I know it is be-
ing spoken in your thoughts as no lan-
guage of mine can reproduce it. But
singular for its depth and strength was
the attachment he ever inspired. Wher-
ever he went, with whomsoever-he was
associated in whatsoever relation, the
- same thing always followed; everybody
loved him dearly, young and old, high
and low alike. It was so to the last.
The soldiers of his command, the latest
friends he made, were ready to give
their lives for him and are as broken
hearted as any of us at losing him.
One of them, a sergeant of his company,
who was close by him when he fell,
wrote to his mother (not Ward’s mother,
but his own mother in Kentucky): “I
saw him stagger and fall forward. I
ran to him and caught him in my arms
and carried him about a hundred yards,
he all the time telling me to care for
another who was wounded and that he
was all right. I remonstrated with him,
telling him that he was badly in need of
assistance, and bound up his wounds and
did all that could be done. He said to
me, ‘You have the nerve I love,’ and that
I was so kind and thoughtful.” The
same Ward still, you see, that we knew.
How like him that was. The sergeant
goes On pouring out the tumult of his
grief in simple unaffected words moving
to read: “Lieutenant Cheney was as
brave as a lion and just as good and
generous as he was brave. You could
go to him for anything and he would
take as much interest in it as though
it was his own personal affair. I am
afraid we will not get another company
commander as good as he. I know
none will ever be as generally loved
as he was by all his company, in fact
by all who knew him. Where he would
lead you could be assured his command
would follow, and he never would order
any man to go where he would not. I
feel I have lost a personal friend that
would be hard to be replaced.” How
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well we understand the poor fellow’s
distress.
I add a passage from another letter
written at Imus the evening of that
fatal 7th day of January, by a fellow
officer of Ward’s, who is also his near
kinsman,
“This evening (he says) the first ser-
geant of ‘C’ company (not the sergeant
who wrote the letter, but another) came
round and asked to speak to me. I went
outside. ‘Lieutenant, he said, ‘I. came
around to see you, sir, on behalf of the
men of ‘C’ company to tell you how the
men—then he stuck, his voice choked
and he couldn’t say anything more.’ I
feel like the sergeant.” é
The same Ward you see, to his last
breath; making, by just being his own
true self, complete conquest of all who
came into touch with his great, affec-
tionate, royal, brotherly heart. And
this it is that gives heaviness to the
‘burden of our present sorrow. Great
sorrow it is.
Precious for its comfort as is that
faith of an immortal hope, the balm of
which is not wanting here; confident
though we are that as for Ward, he is
safe home in his Heavenly Father's
house; it must needs be that thinking
we shall never again, while time with
us lasts, see his face, nor hear his voice,
nor clasp his hand, we feel that for us
a light has forever gone out of the
world. We cannot help that feeling.
Cruel are the wounds inflicted by death;
nor can the anguish of them by any
means be taken away. Death provides
that there shall be sorrow—that it shall
be a feature of our human experience.
All that we can say of it is that, under
God, it is of the ordained discipline of
mortality. Yet, while of necessity we
are penetrated with the sense of the
bereavement that has now befallen us
in the quenching of a life so dear, of
the sad, and to our feelings long, sepa-
ration involved in it, it is given us un-
der the shadow of our grief to turn for
its alleviation to thoughts that along
with those ministered by our Christian
faith which are our first resource, may
signify to us that this life, though in
one way quenched, is not lost, nor ever
can. be. :
There is an old word of Holy Writ
which says: “Blessed are the dead
which die in the Lord,
rest from their labors and their works
do follow them.” Ward Cheney has
passed from us in the springtime and
flower of his youth, but not, oh, not till
he had done a work that will follow
him, in the fruit of which he will have
a living survival among us, most real,
most enduring.
The value to the cause of humanity
of his sacrifice as‘a soldier falling on
the field, may not be now computed.
The future will bring that to light. But
whatever in the historic unfolding of
events it may prove to have been, he
will in all time to come be reckoned
one who reaching man’s estate had it
in him to offer his life to be’a sacrifice
should it be required, on the altar of his
country’s service. And as such a one,
having perished, as men say perish, in
his manhood’s morning, his name and
memory are henceforth exalted to be
an undying inspiration to the sublime
sentiment of patriotism—and all the
more becattse he was so young.
There are those present to whom this
occasion is a pathetic reminder of many
a like occasion in a past that is now
growing distant. You, my comrades,
like myself, are thinking of others who
a generation ago laid their young heads
down in soldiers’ grave, for whom we
wept, whom we never can forget. They
too died while their blood was leaping
in the pulses of their prime. And how
their work has followed them! What
power unto the quickening of the
patriot spirit in our nation resides for-
ever in their sleeping dust! He whose
body lies here before us felt it, re-
sponded to it, and it helped to make
him the hero that he was. We, com-
rades, are coming to be old men now,
but to us those for whom in that by-
gone our tears were shed are always
young and always will be. How beau-
tiful they are ‘to ustAnd now. this
soldier of a later day, having likewise
in the dew of his youth under the same
flag that was theirs given the last full
measure of devotion, takes his place
among them. I feel like congratulating
him upon it. :
What life, had his years been pro-
longed, would have btought him we
cannot tell. High hopes were cherished
for him, and they were warranted. But
as it is, since he is gone, since those
hopes were not to be realized, since his
story was to be that a of axyoung man
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only, must we not Say, is it not true,
that his life was as nearly perfect as
a life may be? As those I have spoken
of, to us who have left our youth be-
hind, remain forever young, so to you
who have been Ward’s friends and
companions of his own age, will he for-
ever remain. You will go on; time and
care will write their signature upon you;
your heads by and by will whiten, all
the changes that life brings will come
upon you; but he will be unchanged to
you, will be the same Ward Cheney
looking down out of the past upon you
in the undimmed brightness and fresh-
ness of a perennial youth. As his dear
shade ever and anon in the years to
come visits you, the face will to the
end be the same young face that smiled
on you the last time you bade him good
bye. May I have leave to say to you
whom he loved so well, though I: know
it is in your thoughts, that to you—or
especially to you—he has bequeathed
more than the public example and record
that crown his brief career. He was
Christ’s good soldier before he was the
soldier ot his country. The best thing
he achieved in life was his pure, earnest,
dutiful Christian manhood. That he
has left you as the peculiar treasure of
your memory of him, and by it he be-
ing dead yet speaks to you, and will
speak. By the blessing of God may that
work follow him. May it be to every
one of you by whom he was beloved
and who was beloved by him in the
happy fellowship of youth, the enduring
source of an admonition, incentive, en-
couragement in all the way of life
hence onward and till you meet him
again, to be worthy of such a friend.
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