mended his appeal for assistance, not only IN MEMORIAM. to the summer people at large, but also to the Episcopalians then residing here. The Bishop often spoke of his labors and faith- A Tribute to the Late Rev. Charlès Elliott fulness. In fact, he had found a warm spot Harwood. in the hearts of all the summer residents of this place by his frankness, push, energy, It was suggested to me by a mutual friend faithfulness and zeal. that I, on account of my personal know!- I officiated at a second funeral in his stead while he was away on his vacation, and edge of the late Rev. Charles Elliott Har- when the news arrived that he had passed wood, and my nearness to him in his some- into the spirit-land, I was shocked at his what extended field of labor, should con- sudden death. Belleving by force of con- tribute a few words to his memory. Realiz- versation with him, that he possessed quite a library, I went over to the Island ing the fact that the present secretary of and there met his brother. Myron W. Har- the alumni association of Andover Theolo- wood, administrator of his estate. I was gical Seminary has already prepared a more than surprised when I found myself in his cozy "den." Books upon books! I found sketch of his life and labors for a regular it was one of the best selected libraries that printed necrology in behalf of the above as it has ever been my good fortune to see. sociation, I shall simply dwell upon the life It was the best confirmation-evidence of the characteristics of the late reverend gen- what I ever found in him, wide in its tleman. scope and concentric in its object. Every About a year ago I was asked to off- form of the best literature, both profane clate at the funeral service of a Christian and sacred. Wide as the scope was, there woman whose home was formerly on Cran- was a subtle blending and gradual-narrowing berry Island, but a short distance to the down to all-important point within the bet- south from my present home. I shall never ter knowledge of Christ and His times. forget that service. On arriving at the Is- I am personally acquainted with a large land (having been transported there by number of his flock that was, and the boats) I met at the meeting place of peb- opinion as expressed by all, whether ble and wave Rev. Mr. Harwood. He had while in life or now in death, he did in extended to me the courtesy of his church life "all things well." That influence ex- in which to preach the funeral sermon. We erted in life so ably over his flock will still walked together from the beach to the go on-a life lived well, in death is pro- church at the head of the procession. On ductive of even richer results to those who arriving there I returned his courtesy by still live, for by it and through it the asking him to take a part in the service. "graveyard loses its gloom and becomes a He cheerfully consented. seed plot for immortal flowers." His This is the one time in my life that I faults, if any, could only have been dis- ever preached in a church not of my own cerned by the very best of Morse miscro- persuasion and the one experience of my scopes. I believe that his nature had been life in conducting a service with a clergy- impregnated and possessed by the Holy man of another denomination. I shall never Spirit. forget his kindness, his sweetness of dis- He had in himself the reflex of the per- position. He proved himself there what I fect humanity of Christ. He was lovingly afterwards felt more convinced of-the pol- gentle and transparently unwordly. There ished gentleman and thorough Christian. was nothing of the unsympathetically au- Naturally, through this incident, we became tocratic about him, whether with the one quite attached to each other. He never fail- or with the many. I believe that he even ed to call at the rectory in North East possesed that Siamese twin-lived nature of Harbor when on a visit to this place. I be- the Blessed Master, as the Lion of Judah came quite interested in his work and at and yet the Lamb of God. While his mind his request gave him the names of summer delved in the abstract, yet it had a fine residents, both here and Seal Harbor, and grasp upon the concrete and his aim was wished him "God speed" and success within ever the pushing forward of a contigious the limits of my ecclesiastical jurisdiction. duty. There was such a whole-heartedness in At the laying of the corner stone of our his service for Christ that death could at no new parish house he came over and I in- period come upon him prematurely. He has troduced him to the clergy of Maine, and gone to that now, to us unseen world, and such men as Dr. Huntington of Grace in our faith and trust we thank God over the church, New York, Archbishop Tiffany and unretraceableness of his footsteps and are Dr. Homer. In talking over matters with in the possession of the full hope that he, these reverend gentlemen on late occasions in his present sphere really is what we here Mr. Harwood's name and work came up believe in measured line, "Transplanted and they were all unanimous in their esti- human worth shall bloom to profit other mate of his devotedness to his work, his where." skill, his stick-to-it-iveness and polish as a (Rev.) Joseph R. Norwood, gentleman. The Rt. Rev., the Bishop of St. Mary's By-the-Sea. Albany, on one occasion mentioned the North East Harbor, April 19, 1897. work of Mr. Harwood in our chapel, and on another occasion spoke in the warmest terms of the reverend gentleman and com-