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tiire,* but ])lan!ied building' after building as 

 tlie yoais pai^sod and (lie business ini-ieased; 

 and he gave up bis place only when be bad 

 become too old too assume so mucb respon- 

 sibility: and till wilbin only a few montbs 

 back, witb only slight intervals, be has been 

 connected with our institution more or less 

 ever since. E^•en during- the past winter he 

 lias usually put in half a day's work in the 

 factory, employed wherever nice mechanical 

 woodwork was needed. He has always been 

 a very busy man. Carpentry and fine wood- 

 work seems to have been his special forte. 

 He has built many dwellings, several auto- 

 mobile garages, and his wonderful skill in 

 ornamenting various structures seems to 

 have been his peculiar gift since the tiiue 

 when he did such wonderful work with liis 

 pen when but a boy. 



Now for my dosing- incident. All through 

 the life of our departed relative he was a 

 remarkably busy man. He could never be 

 idle a moment ; and besides that he had a 

 l)eculiar and wonderful skill to take hold of 

 and improve everything- he touched. Be- 

 tween 65 and 70 years ago it was quite the 

 fashion to make pictures and mottoes on 

 perforated paper. By using different kinds 

 of bright-colored yarn, which I believe they 

 called '^-rewel,'" at that time, some beautiful 

 needlework was done by the women folks, 

 and it was really very pretty. Mr. Gray 

 happened to b? in to see my sister one sum- 

 mer evening, and found her at work on 

 some perforated ]iaper. He picked up a 

 scrap or strip of the paper that had been 

 cut off; and. selecting his variously colored 

 crewels, he worked out in a little time, in 

 beautiful, colored ornamental letters the 

 following: 



Thine till ihi^ heart in death is cold. 



He irave it to my sister, and she put it 

 away, evidently considering it too sacred to 

 l)e shown to anybody, unless, perhaps, to 

 her mother. But T happened to go into her 

 room one day, and before I could find what 

 1 wanted T came across this piece of orna- 

 mental lettering. Tt just hit my boyish fan- 

 cy. There was a little golden-haired girl 

 who lived near u.^, and I often used to see 



*Thosp who li:ive visitpd our plant here in Medina 

 will have noticed the heehive on the front of the first 

 lirirk xtrucfure. .*hove the hive tire the words " In 

 (rod we triust." It was at Mr. Gray's suggestion 

 limt a hive carved out of a block of sandstone should 

 adorn the front. There was some talk about a mot- 

 to be placed abo»e it. something like 



" How doth the bu.sy little bee 

 Improve each shining hour," etc. 



But T finally decided to have cut in the sandstoui-, 

 above tl.H hiv'\ the words ' In God we trust." Mr. 

 (Jrny drew the leltfTs on the Ptone for the mason to 

 cut out: and I hope the managers of this industry 

 for gi>nerations to come may, .%t least once in a 

 vhile. slance up to that inscription and manage 

 this business in .i way that all the world may see 

 that we are liTiii.,' up to our profession. 



her as she went down to the spring at the 

 foot of the hill to get a pail of water. I 

 )nade up my mind that if my sister would 

 lend me that piece of work 1 would make 

 one like it or at least try to make one like 

 it (in due course of time — of course not 

 right away), for the girl who used to come 

 down the hill swinging her sun bonnet in 

 one hand while she carried the tin pail in 

 the other.* But my day dreams were sud- 

 denly interrupted by the entrance of my 

 sister who gave me a scolding for invading 

 hor treasures without permission. When 

 my mother interceded, however, I was per- 

 mitted to try to make a copy of the pre- 

 cious piece of work; but my copy never 

 came anywhere near the original. 



When I this morning saAV that lifeless 

 form cold in death, memory ran hastily back 

 to file time when the bright young teacher, 

 full of life and energy, patiently wrought 

 out that gift especially for his beti-otbed, 

 " Thine till the heart in death is cold." 



Mr. Gray united with tlie Congregational 

 church when a boy in his teens, and was 

 still a member at the time of iiis death. 



THE GliEAT ARMY OF UNEMPLOYED; GOD^S 

 KINGDOM IS COMING. 



I was particularly impressed with it this 

 morning while reading an article in July 

 Snccesfful Farming, of Des Moines, Iowa, 

 entitled " Our Government : what it is Do- 

 ing, and How." I earnestly wish that 

 every one of you would send and get the 

 July issue of that paper and read that one 

 article. It was a happy surprise to me to 

 learn that our Government has not only 

 taken care of the unemployed, but is send- 

 ing to farmers all over the United States 

 exactly the men needed as far as possible; 

 and it does this, too, without a cent of pay 

 on the part of the unfortunate man who is 

 without work or the fai'mer who wants 

 help. Those who apply for employment 

 are put through an examination to see 

 what they are good for, and to see if they 

 really will work. As an illustration : 



A farmer from awav out west wrote and 

 told just what sort of man he wanted. The 

 Department wrote him that they had a man 

 who would suit him exactly, except that 

 he was a Russian and could not speak a 

 word of English. He wrote back, "Send 

 him on." When the farmer got to the 

 train the Russian said "Good morning" to 

 him, and, to his further surprise, he could 

 talk quite a little English. How did it 

 happen? Why, the Government gave him 



Root. 



Of course this was long before I first saw Mrs;, 



