sn't preach politics. I get enough
of that during the week, and when I go to church I like to hear
gospel."

When the President was assassinated Dr. Gurley was sent for and
remained with the President until he breathed his last.

As soon as the spirit took its flight, Secretary Stanton turned to Dr.
Gurley and said, "Doctor, will you say something?" After a brief
pause, Dr. Gurley said, "Let us talk with God," and offered a touching
prayer. Dr. Gurley died September 30, 1868.

THE FUNERAL HYMN OF LINCOLN

Rest, noble martyr! rest in peace;
Rest with the true and brave,
Who, like thee, fell in freedom's cause,
The nation's life to save.

Thy name shall live while time endures,
And men shall say of thee,
"He saved his country from its foes,
And bade the slave be free."

These deeds shall be thy monument,
Better than brass or stone;
They leave thy fame in glory's light,
Unrival'd and alone.

This consecrated spot shall be
To freedom ever dear;
And freedom's sons of every race
Shall weep and worship here.

O God! before whom we, in tears,
Our fallen chief deplore,
Grant that the cause for which he died
May live forevermore.

Harriet McEwen Kimball, born at Portsmouth, New Hampshire, November,
1834. Educated there; specially known as a religious poet, although
she has written much secular verse; chief founder of the Portsmouth
Cottage Hospital. Author hymns, _Swallow Flights_; _Blessed Company of
All Faithful People_; _Poems_ (complete edition), 1889.

REST, REST FOR HIM

Rest, rest for him whose noble work is done;
For him who led us gently, unaware,
Till we were readier to do and dare
For Freedom, and her hundred fields were won.

His march is ended where his march began;
More sweet his sleep for toil and sacrifice,
And that rare wisdom whose beginning lies
In fear of God, and charity for man;

And sweetest for the tender faith that grew
More strong in trial