Dr. Harris, editor of The Observer, visited Gibson City, Ill., Thursday, to deliver a lecture. While there he was taken suddenly ill with appendicitis, and Mrs. Harris and a St. Louis physician were sent for at once. At last accounts the case, while serious, was not regarded as imminently critical, and it was thought he could be removed to his home in this city. Observer readers will join in keen anxiety and earnest prayers as to the outcome, concerning which there seems to be good ground for cheerful hope. Until Dr. Harris shall be able to take up his pen again The Observer will, of course, be issued under difficulties; but the management is certain that the friends will be especially indulgent and especially disposed to render assistance under the painful circumstances.

[Source: The Observer (St. Louis, Missouri), January 15, 1900, page 3]

This will be sad news to the thousands in our Church who loved and honored him and were profited by the products of his pen. As was stated in the last Observer, he was stricken with appendicitis at Gibson City, Ill., January 17th. He had gone there to deliver three lectures, and after delivering the first was taken violently ill. Mrs. Harris and a St. Louis surgeon were called to his bedside on Saturday, the 20th. After examination the surgeon decided that neither was an immediate operation necessary, nor could he be brought home at once. He was removed to this city on Tuesday evening, January 23, and a consultation of eminent physicians was held on Wednesday morning, who decided that an immediate operation was necessary. Dr. Harris at once acquiesced in their decision, and with his usual courage urged them to do the work at once. The operation was performed about noon on Wednesday, and revealed the fact that the case was a desperate one and that the situation was extremely grave.

Everything which the most advanced medical science could suggest and the most skillful practice could devise was done. The best nurses were employed and every service which unremitting and loving attention could render was performed. For three days every inch of ground was contested with the hope that his splendid physical condition and resolute will, together with the skill of his attendants, would win the day. The end came Saturday, January 27, at 2:20 p.m.

For some hours during Friday afternoon and evening he was unconscious, and remained so during Friday night, but Saturday morning at 6:30 consciousness returned, and for almost two hours he gave most striking and beautiful messages of love and inspiration to the whole Church. Many of these were taken down in his own language by friends who stood beside his bedside, and will be published in a future number of the paper to which he gave the last years of his great life. When some one suggested he should rest, he said, "I desire to save what little strength I have left to give these messages for the benefit of the living. I have ten thousand things to say, but can only say these few," and then looking about upon the half dozen or more friends that stood in tears about him, he said, "This is beautiful to go out from the midst of one's friends." In a short time he sank into a stupor from which he never rallied.

Those who stood about his bed and witnessed that scene have all said it was the most wonderful and triumphant end they ever witnessed. A young attorney of whom Dr. Harris was very fond turned away, saying, "That's worth spending a whole life for."

And thus the gifted and beloved editor of The Observer entered the dark valley without seeing its shadow, and passed through the deep waters without feeling their chill, into the infinite beyond.

Both in his delirium and in his lucid moments the interests of the Church seemed to lie upon his great heart. Especially noticeable was his interest in the educational work of the denomination. Over and over again would he say, "Tell the Church to carry forward her great educational work." It will be remembered that he was Chairman of the committee on Education at the last Assembly, and is the author of the present plan to raise a million dollars for education; and those who heard his address upon the subject at the Assembly say it was the greatest effort of his life. He showed very clearly in these last few days his unflagging devotion to the Church to whose interests he devoted his splendid talents.

Funeral services were conducted by his pastor, B. P. Fullerton, D.D., at the Lucas Avenue Cumberland Presbyterian Church, on Sunday afternoon, January 28. Rev. Taylor Bernard, the pastor of the Raymond Place Church, and the editors of the religious papers published in this city took part in the service. Many pastors and prominent laymen who had learned of his worth and of the nobility of his character were present to testify to their love for him in life and their sorrow at his death. The choir most impressively sung the following hymn:

Some day the silver cord will break,
  And I no more as now shall sing;
But, O, the joy when I shall wake
  Within the palace of the King.

Some day my earthly house will fall,
  I cannot tell how soon 'twill be,
But this I know--my All and All
  Has now a place in Heaven for me.

Some day, when fades the golden sun
  Beneath the rosy-tinted west,
My blessed Lord shall say, "Well done!"
  And I shall enter into rest.

And I shall see him face to face
And tell the story--Saved by grace.

A most pathetic scene took place at the close of the service when a blind newsboy, who had been comforted and cheered many times by Dr. Harris, came up and put his hand upon the bier of his dead friend, while tears flowed freely down his cheeks, and said, "He was a good friend to me." The body was taken by Dr. Fullerton and Mrs. Harris, accompanied by relatives, to Bloomington, Ill., Monday, the 29th, where it remained in the home of his brother-in-law until Tuesday morning, when the last services connected with burial took place, and the body was interred in the family burying-ground beside that of his revered and honored father.

A biographical sketch with his last messages to the Church prepared by one thoroughly conversant with his inner life and character will appear in the next number of The Observer.

As announced elsewhere, the work of the paper will be continued on the same high lines and with the same high purposes as heretofore.

[Source: The Observer (St. Louis, Missouri), February 1, 1900, page 3]

David M. Harris, D.D., a long-time journalist and leader in the Cumberland Presbyterian Church, is dead. In our news columns appear such details of his death and such facts about his life as are at hand as we go to press. The announcement of his death will be a sad shock and a distressing surprise to the denomination to whose service he had devoted for so many years his unique personality and superior talents.

Dr. Harris was a man whose genius and accomplishments would have made him a notable figure in any church; in our own he held in some enviable respects a position which was easily first. In journalism we never had, and have not now, his equal for vigor of utterance and stalwartness of style. Nothing he wrote was weak. Right or wrong his pen was always powerful--and honest. In many things he and the writer of this poor, but sincere, tribute to his memory were far apart; but we believe that in all these matters of church policy concerning which we differed, he was as earnestly and unselfishly anxious for the church's good as were we. The readers of "The Cumberland Presbyterian" need not be told that such variance of views existed; they may be interested in knowing that in spite of these conflicts of opinion, which in more than one instance led us both to discharge what we regarded as the duty of editorial debate, our friendly and fraternal personal relations remained undisturbed to the end, an evidence of the dead man's generosity, which the living one is profoundly glad to acknowledge, and to which he has often testified.

This writer entered the service of "The Cumberland Presbyterian" as a subordinate just as Dr. Harris was leaving it. The paper was then permeated with the retiring editor's inimitable individuality. The denomination had been so impressed with the stamp of that sort of religious journalism of which he was the skillful exponent that many of our people could see little virtue in any other kind; and those of us to whose lot fell the continuance of the paper, have never been unmindful of the great difficulty and comparative futility of our task. In the field of independent journalism Dr. Harris continued characteristically strong and brave, and true to his convictions. He was not universally popular--positive men never are; and even he admitted that there were among his opponents as good men as were any of his best friends. He had few outright enemies--possibly he had none. Men did not agree with him on matters mutually considered of grave importance, and for this reason some of them could not support him; but his evident sincerity, even when he most dogmatically defended what some thought not for his beloved church's best interests, rendered enmity impossible.

Perhaps his greatest single service to the Cumberland Presbyterian Church was his work for education beginning when he was a teacher and culminating in the preparation of the report of the Committee on Education to the last General Assembly. That report inaugurated the Centennial Million Dollar Endowment Movement. Those who heard his fervent advocacy of the report will not have forgotten these impassioned and impressive words, which at once attested his intense church-love and his devotion to Christian culture, "When this work of raising a million dollars for our schools in done, I shall be willing to die!" In the providence of God he was not permitted to see this success for which he prayed and wrought; but he who removes a valuable worker does not thereby destroy a good work; and the success of this cause is assured. To this inevitable triumph Dr. Harris' influence has made a large and lasting contribution. His place on the Educational Commission, as also his place in every other relation, will be hard to fill, if indeed a great man's place anywhere can ever be filled, which is debatable.

The church mourns a giant's fall, and it may well mourn; for there are all too few giants in these days. Like all men of superior ability this one was not without vulnerable points. In that mysterious providence which has to do with the equalizing of human capabilities, men who far surpass their fellows in some directions, are generally denied the coveted gift of wellroundedness, are seldom what the world calls the most "practical" men. But he had what most of us long for more--he knew a great deal more than most men about many things; he knew all he needed to know about some things; and he was consciously the acknowledged master of a few things. Such a man must always be the center of the admiration of a wide and worthy circle; and the death of such a man is a calamity too great to be confined to the boundaries of even a large church like ours.

[Source: The Cumberland Presbyterian, February 1, 1900, pages 1-2]

Last week's issue of The Observer somewhat prepared its readers for the sad announcement that D. M. Harris, D.D., is no more. That paper said, and it was our first intimation of Dr. Harris' illness:

"Dr. Harris, editor of The Observer, visited Gibson City, Ill., last Thursday, to deliver a lecture. While there he was taken suddenly ill with appendicitis, and Mrs. Harris and a St. Louis physician were sent for at once. At last accounts the case, while serious, was not regarded as imminently critical, and it was thought he could be removed to his home in this city. Observer readers will join in keen anxiety and earnest prayers as to the outcome, concerning which there seems to be good ground for cheerful hope. Until Dr. Harris shall be able to take up his pen again the Observer will, of course, be issued under difficulties; but the management is certain that the friends will be especially indulgent and especially disposed to render assistance under the painful circumstances."

As soon as we read this paragraph Friday morning, January 26, we wrote Mrs. Harris expressing sympathy and asking for the latest information about the condition of the sufferer. Two letters came Saturday morning, one from Rev. J. W. Laughlin, the other from Mr. T. H. Perrin. Both spoke of the situation as exceedingly grave. Mr. Perrin said: "Dr. Harris is very low. The surgeons performed a second operation this a.m., and his friends are anxiously awaiting the crisis. I would not be surprised to hear of his death at any moment; but we are all hoping and praying for his recovery. How uncertain is life!" In the afternoon at 5:17 Mr. Laughlin telegraphed us that Dr. Harris died at 2:20 p.m. This telegram did not reach the writer until Sunday morning, when it was immediately determined that Mr. Gaut, the general manager of the publishing work, would attend the funeral. With that purpose a telegram was sent to Dr. Fullerton asking for the time and place of the funeral. The reply to this telegram reached us Monday morning and was as follows: St. Louis, 8:51 a.m., Jan. 29. Funeral here at 3 p.m. yesterday. Burial near Bloomington, to-morrow 11 a.m."

The further particulars of the death and funeral are taken as follows from the St. Louis Republic of January 28:

The Reverend Doctor D. M. Harris, editor of The Observer, a weekly publication devoted to the interests of the Cumberland Presbyterian Church, died at his residence, No. 3420 Bell avenue, yesterday at 2:20 p.m. On Thursday, January 18, Dr. Harris was stricken with appendicitis at Gibson City, Ill., whither he had gone to lecture, and was brought home at once. Last Friday he was operated upon at his home and survived the operation only a little more than twenty-four hours. The funeral services will be held this afternoon at 3 o'clock at the Lucas Avenue Cumberland Presbyterian Church, corner of Lucas and Channing avenues. The Reverend Dr. B. P. Fullerton will officiate, and he will be assisted by the Reverend Dr. W. B. Palmore, editor of the St. Louis Christian Advocate; the Reverend Dr. Jesse Bowman Young, editor of the Central Christian Advocate, and the Reverend Dr. J. H. Garrison, editor of the Christian Evangelist. The doctor will be buried in the family burying ground at Bloomington, Ill., to-morrow.

Yesterday about noon Dr. Harris came to full consciousness, and Dr. Fullerton, who was present, declares that he never witnessed such clear testimony, nor such a triumphant death. As his friends gathered about him, he gave a message to each and to absent friends; then to his church at large, and then followed statements of a general nature. Among these messages were the following:

"Tell the church to finish its educational work, and the great end will justify the outlay of time and money."

To his mother, who is still living at Bloomington, Ill., his farewell message was:

"Tell mother I am going before to make ready for her."

To the business community he said: "The principles of Christianity in business men are the foundation of all true success in life. An enterprise that cannot be conducted on such principles cannot have the blessings of God nor the support of Christian people."

Among his more fragmentary statements were the following:

"I have often said I would be willing to die in order to solve the mystery of life."

"I believe this disagreeable part of dissolution will contribute to the full fruition of immortal life."

"The only thing in this world which has any real comfort in it is giving comfort to others."

"The most rewarding thing I ever did was to read the book of Ephesians through seven times in one day--three times in Greek and four times in English."

"I may have enemies, but no enmities."

"To see the whole of life is to rob it of its tragedies."

Doctor Harris was born in Kentucky, January 4, 1843. His father was a minister in the Cumberland Presbyterian Church, and he was educated in Bloomington, Ill. For years Doctor Harris was professor in Lincoln, Ill., University, and left the university to take charge of "The Cumberland Presbyterian," at Nashville, Tenn. He made several trips to Europe, and in his last trip his wife, who survives him, accompanied him, their trip extending over some two years. In 1893 he came to St. Louis and purchased The Observer, which he continued to publish until his death. The doctor had extended influence in the denomination to which he belonged, and was the author of the report in his General Assembly, originating the plan now in operation for the endowment of the colleges of the denomination in 1910, the centennial of the Cumberland Presbyterian Church. He was also a member of the General Educational Commission, and chairman of the Committee on Co-ordination of the Colleges. He was also well and favorably known to other denominations and was a stanch advocate of the prohibition of the liquor traffic. Doctor Fullerton, in commenting on Dr. Harris' life, said, "I do not see how his place can be filled."

A dispatch from his old home at Lincoln, Ill., to the St. Louis Globe-Democrat, says, under date of January 27:

"The news received here to-night of the death of Rev. Dr. D. M. Harris in St. Louis came as a shock to his many friends in this, his former home. Dr. Harris was prominently connected with the early history of Lincoln University and was always one of its most ardent supporters. He became a member of the faculty in 1868, which position he filled ably, with the exception of one year, until June, 1883, as professor, first of natural science and afterwards of languages. In 1883 he resigned from the faculty to go to Nashville, Tenn., to edit 'The Cumberland Presbyterian.' He was here last December and lectured at the educational congress of the church at large. His counsel and aid will be greatly missed in the effort now being made to raise $1000,000 for the endowment of Lincoln University and other educational institutions of the church."

The Nashville (Tenn.) Daily American devoted nearly a column to his death, speaking of him and his ability in the highest terms.

Elsewhere the life of this great leader is spoken of editorially, and our columns from week to week will doubtless contain the tributes of others.

It is profoundly gratifying that the religion which Dr. Harris preached from the pulpit and with his pen was his own consolation when he came to die, and that his death was so great a triumph.

To his wife, beloved by the whole church and gratefully remembered wherever she has labored, our tenderest sympathy goes out. The tears of sympathy of a host of affectionate friends would gladly make easier her grief, and the prayers of thousands will go Godward that the Comforter may dwell continually with her in her grief.

We have no information--we go to press as usual Monday night--as to Mrs. Harris' personal plans, nor as to the future editorial control of The Observer.

[Source: The Cumberland Presbyterian, February 1, 1900, page 141]

The Church, in the death of Dr. D. M. Harris, has lost one of its most devoted servants and talented men. Time will be required for us to fully realize the force of this statement. Few men in his day have shown such affectionate interest in all our enterprises, and have given as largely to their advancement. He was not the product of this day, but the forces manifesting themselves in him had their origin far back in the history of the Church.

He was the child of prayer, and pious parents and grandparents dedicated him to the service of God, in the Church. His grandfather, the Rev. Wm. Harris, was a man of prayer. In 1814 he was sick with what was then called "the winter fever," and both he and his friends thought the end was near. He called his wife and children about him, and as they stood weeping beside his bed he turned his head to the wall, as Hezekiah of old did, and prayed for a short time, and then turning to this wife said, "Nancy, weep not; the Lord has assured me that I shall recover, and yet preach the gospel to a dying world." He lived after this for thirty years. This same grandfather became greatly concerned about the salvation of his large family, and spent a whole night in prayer for his children. Returning in the morning, he told his wife that all their children would be saved; and he lived to see them all members of the Cumberland Presbyterian Church, and six of his twelve sons ministers of the gospel.

When Wm. Harris lay dying, in July, 1845, he asked that his grandson, who was then two and a half years old, be brought and laid on his arm; and then the old patriarch put his hand on the head of the young child, and prayed silently and shortly afterward went home to his God. That grandchild was David Madison, who became the profound scholar and the versatile writer. To some this may be simply a remarkable coincidence, but to many others it is more. Such a man as this would raise such a son as the Rev. A. C. Harris, the father of David, who was a man of unswerving devotion to the Church and the cause of the Lord. He lived "the life of the righteous" and "his last end was like his." When he came to die, and his family were gathered about him for the last message, he saw it was time for evening prayer, and quietly said, "get the Book, and let us have prayer before we separate for the night." And when that was over he insisted that all should retire, and at the dawn of the next morning he fell asleep in Jesus.

Dr. Harris was one of a family of four brothers and two sisters. All these brothers were named for ministers of the gospel, but only two of them lived to manhood, David becoming a minister, and his brother, who was a physician, becoming a ruling elder. The following incident will show in what estimation his brother was held by those who knew him best. During a revival meeting in his town the ungodly came together to hold a mock meeting in derision of that in progress. One of the company arose to bear testimony, and said that he was thankful that they were in the majority; and there were not more than three Christians in the whole town. When asked by one sitting by to name three, he said, "Well, there is Dr. Harris," and when asked for a second, he said, "There is Dr. Harris," and for the third he said, "There is Dr. Harris." This brother preceded David to the heavenly home, but the mother and two sisters remain. The mother is ripe for the reapers. One of the sisters married a ruling elder in our Church, and the other, a member of the M. E. Church, is greatly respected by all who know her for her quiet and dignified Christian bearing.

David Madison was born in Simpson county, Kentucky, January 4, 1843, and he was therefore fifty-seven years old when he died. In 1862, when the country was distracted by war, he came to Bloomington, Ill., where a married sister lived, and entered the Wesleyan University, from which he graduated in June, 1867. In the fall of 1868 he became a candidate for the ministry in the Mackinaw Presbytery of the Cumberland Presbyterian Church, and served the Winona congregation as pastor for one year.

In August, 1869, he was united in marriage to Miss Hattie Bates, of Illinois, with whom he lived until July 29, 1876, when she died. He was married again December 31, 1879, this time to Miss Caroline Metcalf, who is known throughout the Church as "Cousin Carrie," and who was associated with her husband as one of the editors of The Observer at the time of his death. In 1868 he was elected to the chair of Latin and Greek in Lincoln University, which position he held until he was induced by the Board of Publication to become editor of the Cumberland Presbyterian at Nashville, Tenn., in 1883. This position he held until 1891, when he gave it up, and he and his wife went abroad for a year and six months. This was his third trip abroad, and from each he came back laden with the results of profound study and careful observation. In 1884 he was a delegate to the meeting of the Pan-Presbyterian Council in Belfast, Ireland, and there, as elsewhere, won the respect of those with whom he came in contact on account of his broad scholarship. In the fall of 1892 he became the owner and editor of The Observer, which position he held until he died.

Dr. Harris was thoroughly devoted to the Church of his father and grandfather. He saw her mistakes and frankly called attention to them, but did not despair of her because of such discoveries. He loved our doctrines and polity, and when either was assailed, whether in the Church or out of it, he was among the first to see it, and the first to raise his voice and his pen in her defense. All those who watched him and observed his course remember his fearlessness and candor when he pointed out what he believed to be errors either in polity or doctrine. He never despised our humble origin, neither did he glory in it; for he held that churches, like all great enterprises, owe their success not to their origin but to the men and women who give to them their heroic devotion, keeping in his mind always that the source of success in this life is a simple faith in the everlasting God. He was wise enough to see second causes, and was therefore often in advance of his brethren in his thought. He has often said to the writer that he could see no great future to any Church unless it provided for the education of its young men and women in institutions which were dominated by the largest Christian spirit. This sentiment, which he cherished, fitted him to be the chairman of the Committee on Education at the last Assembly, and to formulate the educational policy under which the church is at present working. From that time until the day of his death he was the champion of education, both in the use of his pen and upon the platform. No man had a larger grasp of the problem, and none was more powerful in the presentation of the needs of the cause than he. He was never more forceful than when he spoke in behalf of our institutions of learning, and would often sacrifice time and money when he had little of either to spare, that he might give encouragement and help to them. He loved education for its own sake, and not for what it might bring to him in financial returns, for he was apparently indifferent to money, saying that all he desired was sufficient for a modest living while he served his Church and the world.

He never investigated any profound question except that he might know the truth upon the subject. He read Latin, Greek, French, German and Italian with almost the same facility with which he read his mother tongue. No one ever heard him make his boast of this, though many people have been thrilled by the great thoughts which came to him along these channels. It was my privilege to read "Kant's Critique." in the English with him while he read the German, and often he would say "The English fails to give the larger meaning of that passage."

He was a man of varied learning, and one of the remarkable things about him was the fact that he had so much definite information upon so many different subjects. He seemed equally at home in philosophy, economics, sociology, politics and theology. He held with unflinching tenacity to the old Book, but believed that the day had come when there must be a readjustment of some of the doctrines of the Church. At the last meeting of our Synod he delivered a masterful address upon the "Problems of the Day," in which he pointed out some of the questions which were forcing these changes upon us, but he never presented what he thought these changes should be. In politics he was, in the broadest sense of the term, in sympathy with the masses of the people. He looked with anxiety upon the tremendous aggregations of capital at the present time. He was a true patriot, and saw with alarm any encroachments upon the fundamental principles upon which the government was built. As as writer he was always clear, strong and positive. He never wrote to fill space, but from a profound conviction of the truth of what he wrote. This excited opposition on the part of those who differed with him; but in no discussion did he ever descend to personalities. He abhorred with all his great soul personal journalism, and often said no man who was swayed by personal animosities was prepared to find the truth upon any question under discussion.

He held that it was the business of the journalist to make known the trend of thought upon all great questions and to hold theories as such until they had been evolved into fact, and then to defend or oppose them according to their truth or error. His theory was that the people should be given the facts upon all great questions, that no good ever came from concealment; and even when the foundations of the faith of the Church were attacked he held that the religious press should be the first to inform the public, and not wait for it to get its information from the secular press, where truth and error were confused.

As a man he was simple in his habits, gentle in his manner, tender in his sympathies, and unaffected in his associations with men. He was frank and fair in his treatment of those with whom he mingled, and never permitted animosities to fatten in his soul. One of the things which he said as he drew near to the end of his life was, "I may have enemies, but no enmities." The writer of this was in almost daily contact with him for the last eight years, and does not remember in all that time of most confidential relationship that he ever used bitter words about any living man. I have heard him criticise policies and measures, but never speak of men with bitterness. He loved children and they loved him. It was a favorite pastime with him to gather about him a large company of children and enter heartily into their childish pleasures. He also loved young men, and many a young man can date his aspirations for nobler things to the helpful encouragements which came from him. He loved his friends with passionate devotion, and no man ever had a truer friend then he was. Others might turn against you, but he never. He would not stand by and hear his friend unfairly dealt with, but would come in a manly way to his defense.

He brought all these powers and capacities to the feet of his Lord in his Christian life, and the simplicity of his manhood he carried into his religious conduct. He never permitted any light matter to interfere with his attendance upon the stated meetings of his Church. He prayed in the prayer-meeting with tenderness and a simple faith, and when the word of God was spoken from the pulpit he was always a helpful hearer. When the sermon gave him comfort he was prompt to tell his pastor, and as ready to offer suggestions in a delicate way as to how the sermon might be made stronger and clearer. He loved the great hymns of the Church, and hoped the day would come when these would come into use in all the services of the Lord's house; and one of the last hymns which he committed to memory was "Jesus shall reign where'er the sun," etc.

In his last illness he suffered the first few days intensely, but in intervals of consciousness he spoke from his couch with almost oracular power of the Church, its interests and its future. In one of these which took place several hours before his death, in the last rally of his little remaining strength, he talked to the little circle gathered around him in words which seemed inspired. His intellect blazed up into its old-time brightness, and with a vision cleared of rapidly disappearing earthly vapors, he talked with marvelous eloquence, amid his labored breathing, of life, and death, and eternity, turning aside from time to time with loving messages to friends far away and at his side. To be in such a death presence is a privilege inestimable--a benediction. Many of these messages were taken in his own words and are found below, and their beauty and power speak better than any words of mine. He has left us his paper, and as his friends and the friends of the Church which he loved with such passionate devotion we should make it a monument to his precious memory, and through it carry on the great work to which he gave his heroic life. To faithfully maintain this, and through it to endow a chair in one of our institutions in his name, seems to me would be a fitting tribute to his worth and service among us.

This child of prayer, this son of the Church, this man of letters, this champion of the truth, this tender friend, this versatile writer, this devout Christian, is at rest. We laid his tired body beside that of his father in the family lot near Bloomington, Ill., January 30, and turned away with a feeling of inexpressible loneliness that we should have his counsel and encouragement no more. Rest, my brother, friend and helper! None ever deserved rest more, and some day we shall continue our friendly intercourse amid the splendors of the Father's home.

Here are some of his death-bed sayings, January 27, 6:25 a.m.:

To the writer: "Nature is giving way. It is the law of life. We cannot escape it any more than we can escape the law of love. The universe is in harmony with man's highest good. If you will just widen the life scene far enough you will find no tragedies. Embrace the whole universe, and through death we get back to life. I believe that even the disagreeable part of dissolution will contribute to the full fruition of immortal life. I have often said that I would be willing to die to solve the mystery of life. Tell the Church that I am dying in the full triumph of all the faith that I have ever had. I want to use wisely the little life-force that is left me."

To the little circle around him he said: "I want each of you to get a new grasp on the eternal and the divine and the everlasting. I am not afraid to die. Heaven is no fable, I think. I am not excited. I have ten thousand things to say:

"I have been thinking a great deal lately about the difference between the physical and the ethical--about keeping the superior supreme."

To a young friend and member of the Church he said, addressing him by his familiar name: "Eternize life. Be governed by eternal principles in all things, and you will have no trouble."

To his physician, whose faithfulness he appreciated, he said: "You have brought me through so far; now I want you to help me die with respectability and dignity."

To the remark of the physician, "Your condition is better this morning; perhaps you are coming back to us," he responded, very slowly and thoughtfully, "I do not know that I want that."

To the business manager of his paper he said: "Give me your hand. How I have admired you! I have the utmost confidence in your business integrity. The principles of Christianity in business are the foundations of all true success in life. An enterprise which cannot be conducted on such principles does not deserve the support of Christian people. I did not want to be less Christian by piling the burdens of business upon those associated with me, but it has always been my belief that business should be left to business men."

Then addressing all about him, he said: "In social intercourse with the world it does not pay to be petty. The worst thing that can happen to a man is the loss of ideals. I have never humiliated myself for the sake of getting some one else's money by it. If I had I could not respect myself now."

Being given some cracked ice, he said: "The whole universale principle of love is in this--that which the Germans call "welt all."

"These message are not mine. They belong to universal law.

"I have always loved the meditative books. I have delighted in the quiet conversations of Cicero, and Scipio, and Aurelius, but of all the philosophy, of all the history, of all the poetry, I have ever read, I have found true what the poetry Whittier has said:

"We search the world for truth, we cull
The good, the pure, the beautiful
From graven stone and written scroll,
From the old flower-fields of the soul,
And weary seekers of the best
Come back laden from our quest
To find that all the sages said
Is in the Book our Mothers read."

"The most rewarding thing I ever did was to read the book of Ephesians through seven times in one day--three times in the Greek and four times in the English.

"Life has no dignity without learning. Education individualizes life. Tell the Church to finish its educational work, and the great end will justify the outlay of the time and money. When all the institutions unite in supporting education for its own sake they will have no difficulty in getting the money. I wish the Educational Commission to keep before the Church an ideal of dignity and honor, not of arrogance. A great many have no objection to education, but to the method in which education is forced upon them. Urge the Church to complete the work of education, that educated ministers and laymen may carry the work of God into every community.

"Tell mother I am going on before to make ready for her."

To his stenographer he said: "Don't be despondent, Mary; I'm not."

"I want to send my respect to Dr. J. B. Mitchell, whose dignity has been so marked in his bearing in the sick room."

To his wife's remark that her greatest comfort was in seeing him bear his suffering so bravely, he said: "We have not passed beyond the age of chivalry."

To the writer he said: "Preach a high, ethical gospel, but one which is rooted in the blood of Christ. Be pure. Teach men to be pure, and true, and develop purity in the home. I want to leave my benediction to all who have co-operated with me, to all who have opposed me, to all who have differed with me."

To the little circle gathered about him he said: "Socrates gathered his friends about him and died a beautiful death. Christ died a beautiful death. I want to die more with dignity than with honor. This is beautiful to go out from the midst of one's friends."

To his wife he said: "The only thing in this world that has any end of comfort in it is giving comfort to others."

From a very large number of letters received by Mrs. Harris and The Observer the following brief expressions have been hastily culled. The paper could be filled with loving messages and brilliant testimonials to the worth of our lost editor. But these will suffice to show the spirit in which these kindly tendered tributes were penned:

J. M. Howard, D.D., his former co-editor on the Cumberland Presbyterian: The news of Dr. Harris' death comes as a great and overwhelming surprise and sorrow. Years of intimate acquaintance and closest friendship made him more like a brother then an ordinary friend. I can scarcely bring myself to realize that I shall see his face and hear his voice no more. He was a true and faithful friend, ever ready to sympathize and help. With great simplicity of character and the impulsive and confiding generosity and liberality of a child, he was yet as strong and brave and self-reliant as he was unselfish and generous. A devout believer, one of his marked characteristics was his Christ-like spirit of forgiveness. Nothing could shake his devotion and loyalty to his Church. Hardly another man in the denomination could so ill be spared; no other could be more missed by the thousands who have learned to look for and read from week to week his helpful and inspiring words. His vacant place will perhaps be harder to fill than would that of any other man in the Church. Nay, the place cannot be filled. No one can take up his work, or any fallen worker's task, and weave out the same pattern. The new may become as good, but it can never be the same. In our sorrow, in our sympathy with the bereaved wife who has so long and faithfully labored by his side, we can only look up to the Father on high, knowing that he can overrule for good even a loss so inscrutable to our eyes as this.

President W. H. Black, D.D., of Missouri Valley College: With an explosive suddenness came the tidings that the brilliant, the versatile, the scholarly, the quick-witted, the courageous Doctor Harris is no more. The mightiest pen in the Church is in his casket, and is interred with his body. He has no successor, as he had no predecessor. In his literary gifts and uniqueness he was a veritable Melchizedek. Alert, prolific and cosmopolitan, he belonged, not only to us, but to all--in church and state and the wide world. He was no sectarian, but belonged to the church universal. He sowed beside all waters, and gathered fruit in every clime. He was a spectator of cosmic moral and intellectual forces; a student of all rational, ethnic and economic movements; a critic of prophetic insights, held in equipoise by conservative sympathies. He was progressive in the best sense of the term--went, not with the waves of the surface which change their directions, but with the tide which rolls surely and profoundly beneath. He was nervous, sensitive and tender-hearted; yet prompt, fearless and discriminating.

He was a man of wonderful literary versatility. The masterpieces of English, Greek, Roman, German, French and Italian literature were at his tongue's end. He was an accomplished and independent student of philosophy, economics and sociology. His mind was charged with history, and he had a critical appreciation of art. He was keenly alive to all that is going on in the realm of biblical introduction and accepted all that is luminiferous. He knew what was going on in his own and in other churches, and was encyclopedic in information of this kind.

He write in a nervous style, but with firmness of grasp and clearness of conviction. As a conversationalist he was extremely gifted. His spontaneity, versatility and fullness never showed to better advantage than in the social circle. He loved children and children loved him.

He is not.

It is God's will.

Farewell, brave, generous, brilliant, warmhearted friend. I will miss thy weekly visit in The Observer and thy hearty salutation and delightful companionship in the councils of the Church, but light goes on in ever widening circles after its display of energy has expired: so with thee.

Prof. J. V. Stephens, of the Theological Seminary: The Church mourns the loss of her greatest scholarly son! The most gifted Cumberland Presbyterian pen will write no more! A great leader has fallen. The superiority of the man will grow on the Church as the years pass by. The future Cumberland Presbyterian historian will assign Dr. D. M. Harris to the place he has made for himself, and that place will be a high one. His twelve years' labor as an editor will not fail to impress the Church. When one took up his writings, he felt at once that he was standing in the presence of a master. He felt that he was reading after a man who had something to say and knew how to say it.

Dr. Harris was a true Christian gentleman. While his intellectual discriminations were of the keenest type, yet his heart was as tender as that of a woman. He was a philosopher and a theologian of rare skill and ability, yet he was religiously devout. Few persons could draw nearer the divine presence than he. He reveled in the literature of various languages, yet no one fed on the simple plain truths of the gospel to better purpose than he. He was a great scholar, yet he was a humble, devout Christian.

Rev. W. C. Logan, Irving, Ill.: He was one of the most forcible writers in the Church, and one who kept abreast of the times. His face was toward the light, and he was manifestly seeking the truth with all earnestness, and with a willingness to give up every position heretofore held.

A. B. Miller, D.D., Waynesburg, Pa., at one time editor and proprietor of the Cumberland Presbyterian: Dr. Harris was, I suppose, all things considered, the ablest writer in our denomination, and in his death we experience a great loss.

Rev. W. J. Edwards, Union City, Tenn.: I am so glad for the life of Dr. Harris; people will say the Church has lost a good man, some a valuable man, others a great man; but the Church has not lost him, he lives and will continue to live, and in the history of our denomination his life will be more strongly felt than ever as one of its great, good and learned men.

Rev. B. G. Mitchell, Marshall, Mo.: I respected and loved Dr. Harris because of his true worth and Christian manliness, as well as because I numbered him among my personal friends.

E. E. Beard, Lebanon, Tenn.: Dr. Harris was so well informed, so broad, liberal and generous in his views and sympathies, that I do not see how it will ever be possible to fill his place in the Church. It is a great loss, but in our distress and sorrow we can alone look to him who doeth all things well.

E. D. Pearson, D.D., Louisiana, Mo.: His entire being was enlisted in the great movement, "A Million Dollars for Education!" I had looked to him as one of the efficient leaders to secure success in this vitally important movement.

W. T. Ferguson, D.D., Bowling Green, Ky.: There is no man in the Church, in my judgment, that is his equal with the pen. I have known Dr. Harris ever since he entered Lincoln University as a teacher.

Rev. A. W. Hawkins, Decatur, Ill.: What a sad, sad loss the Church has sustained! The most gifted pen in the denomination is silenced forever.

Rev. S. Finis King, Urich, Mo.: I admired him for what appeared to me--his great learning, his conscientious conviction, his unswerving purpose, and his deep piety. He had a grasp on things which but few men have, and yet he was always so plain, pointed and simple.

M. A. Montgomery, Oxford, Miss.: His was not a long life, but full of development and ripe with the reflex action of things by him well done and said. Humanity was enriched by his having lived, and, counting length of days by what he did and said, no one who knew him well can think that he did not live to a great old age.

W. J. Semelroth, editor of Sunday School Evangel, St. Louis: Dr. Harris was a great man, and such an honor to the Church of Christ upon the earth. How we enjoyed his weekly writings! How we shall miss him!

L. R. Wilfly, St. Louis: He was a strong thinker and a clear thinker, and was the foremost scholar of our city--a shaft of light, a tower of strength to all who knew him. Philosopher, teacher, friend--it is hard to give thee up just as thou art looming to thy zenith!

W. J. Darby, D.D., Evansville, Ind.: On two public occasions of late I have said, with special emphasis, in his presence, that so far as I could see my life had been shaped and fashioned more by the writings of Dr. Harris than by any other one thing. How glad I am that I said these words of truth and love when he could hear them and could respond, as he did, in his own warm and affectionate way.

Rev. W. L. Darby, Kirksville, Mo.: As a leader in the thought of our Church I have held him in high esteem, and so many times he cleared up a problem for me in his strong, straight-forward editorials. I have said again and again, "That is just my opinion exactly," and I was glad that he spoke out with such truth and candor.

President A R. Taylor, State Normal School, Emporia, Kan.: He has led a busy and an eventful life. Wherever he has gone he has stimulated men to wider vision, profounder thought, increased activity. Our Church is greater and grander in every sense of the word for the work he has done in it. A day or two ago I was thinking of the great educational movement just inaugurated, and of the part he was taking in it, and of how the outlook must be cheering and inspiring him. Moses was permitted to stand on Pisgah and look over into Canaan. For nearly thirty years Dr. Harris has been appealing to the Church, in season and out of season, for a more liberal educational policy, and now when the forces are organized for the attainment of that great end, and the entire denomination is stirred to a deep sense of its responsibility, he is called hence. I am so glad that he was permitted the vision.

Meade C. Williams, St. Louis: He had an intellectual activity which would not rest. And he loved the things of God--his truth and his righteousness.

M. B. DeWitt, D.D., Hopkinsville, Ky.: His loss will be felt in every board, in every school, in every ecclesiastical body, in every part of our widely-scattered membership. He was in the very fullness of his days and had a prospective score of active years of service. In his time he has wrought masterfully for the cause, and his impress will abide long and well. He was an inspiration to multitudes of people, and his standard was noble and high. I would have kept him here, but God does all things well.

Rev. I. A. Shanton, Gibson City, Ill.: In my humble judgment Dr. Harris was the greatest and ablest teacher within the bounds of his beloved Church. He was broad, high, deep and sympathetic, and his direction of the pen was like Grant's direction of his almost invincible army, to make the world see and think as he saw and thought. The Church was honored in having such a noble son, and the Church, therefore, keenly feels her great loss.

Rev. P. M. Fitzgerald, McKenzie, Tenn.: Our beloved Zion has lost one of her greatest and best men.

W. S. Danley, D.D., Owensboro, Ky.: Thousands will mourn the loss of the best editor our Church has ever had.

Rev. Jas. E. Clarke, Nashville, Tenn.: I know of no man who would be missed so much from the Church as will Dr. Harris. He ever stood for a loyal, fearless aggressiveness, as rare as it was valuable.

John H. DeWitt, Nashville, Tenn.: The loss extends vitally to our whole denomination, and to the world of letters, for we shall not have the advantage of such deep scholarship, such consummate ability, coupled with unceasing devotion to the cause of Christ again. It is the greatest loss that Cumberland Presbyterian journalism could have suffered.

Rev. J. R. Henry, Pittsburg, Pa.: The Church has sustained a great loss. He was my personal friend, and I shall miss him very much indeed.

Rev. W. B. Farr, Itasca, Tex., founder of The Observer: The loss is a tremendous one, not only to his personal friends who knew him intimately and loved him well, but to our entire Church, and to the cause of Christianity. He was a man of deep convictions and of earnest spirit, always ready to state his opinions most clearly and forcibly, and yet always with due respect for the opinions of others. A man of ripe scholarship, splendid culture, and almost severely analytical mind, he sometimes seemed impatient of the views of those whom he saw to be in error; but his writings were always characterized by a profound earnestness which won the respect of those whom his arguments did not convince. It is no disparagement to others to say that he was the strongest writer in our denomination, and indeed he was the peer of any religious journalist in the United States.

Pres. A. E. Turner, of Lincoln University, at the funeral of Dr. Harris: For twenty-five years I have felt the impulse of the life of one who was my teacher, my counselor and above all my friend. As I stand this morning to represent the institution which he served so long and so faithfully, as I stand before you as spokesman of a company of students almost all of whom were his pupils, as I think of the many influences which have been set in motion by him in the Church which he loved, I feel that no word which I can say can add interest to this occasion or bring one ray of lustre to his name and fame. As a teacher, Dr. Harris was loved as few men are loved. He won the hearts of those who knew him, and they mourn to-day and refuse to be comforted. If I were asked to give my opinion as to what the elements of his strength as an educator were, I think I should say first of all that he was an inspirer of the young. He possessed, as few men possess it, the power to lead others to search for knowledge, and in the days when he went in and out before his classes, when I was a pupil, and years after, when he gave the enthusiasm of his culture to the young people who are now in our college halls at Lincoln, there seemed to come into the atmosphere of the college and the atmosphere of the town something that was not there before and yet something which will survive him. I feel this and am very thankful for it. I feel thankful for the desire to know more of the truth which has come into the hearts of the students of Lincoln University.

Dr Harris lived a strenuous life. We have heard much of that in these recent years. He lived a life full of effort, a life full of earnest toil, a life full of devotion to duty, not for himself only, but for the community of which he was a part and for the nation which he honored. There have come to my mind again and again since the sad intelligence of his death reached me, the words, "Thrive, strive, cry, speed, fight on, fare ever there as here." I think he this morning is still thriving, striving, fighting on, faring ever.

Perhaps the best of all, my beloved teacher was a conservator of true ideals of living. In all that it takes to make manhood noble Dr. Harris was strong. In all that is required to make life worth living he was true. In all that it takes to make a religious denomination great and strong and powerful in shaping the destinies of men and nations, he was foremost. His triumphant death marks a new epoch in the spiritual life of the men and women who knew him. He advised those surviving him to live always for some great end. Some one has said that the test of true greatness is the consciousness of a purpose in life. If this be true, Dr. Harris was verily great. I bring, therefore, to-day the loving tribute of an institution which he loved, and which he served, and these students with me, and these members of the faculty of which he was a member only recently, desire to place on his bier the tribute of their sincere love and their undying devotion.

From the Cumberland Presbyterian: Dr. Harris was a man whose genius and accomplishments would have made him a notable figure in any church; in our own he held in some enviable respects a position which was easily first. In journalism we never had, and have not now, his equal for vigor of utterance and stalwartness of style. Nothing he wrote was weak. Right or wrong his pen was always powerful--and honest. * * * Perhaps his greatest single service to the Cumberland Presbyterian Church was his work for education beginning when he was a teacher and culminating in the preparation of the report of the Committee on Education to the last General Assembly. That report inaugurated the Centennial Million Dollar Endowment Movement. Those who heard his fervent advocacy of the report will not have forgotten these impassioned and impressive words, which at once attested his intense church-love and his devotion to Christian culture, "When this work of raising a million dollars for our schools is done, I shall be willing to die!" In the providence of God, he was not permitted to see this success for which he prayed and wrought; but he who removes a valuable worker does not thereby destroy a good work; and the success of this cause is assured. To this inevitable triumph Dr. Harris' influence has made a large and lasting contribution. His place on the Educational Commission, as also his place in every other relation, will be hard to fill, if indeed a great man's place anywhere can ever be filled, which is debatable. The church mourns a giant's fall, and it may well mourn; for there are all too few giants in these days.

St. Louis Christian Advocate: For years we rented him offices in the Advocate Building, and our desks were three feet apart, only separated by a wall. Of course, we were very intimately associated, and now looking back through all these weeks, months and years, we cannot recall a single observation or experience that would justify an adverse criticism. He was one of the manliest men we ever knew, with the brains of a giant and the heart, faith and simplicity of a child.

The Central Baptist, St. Louis: He was a man of fine scholarship, broad information, sober judgment and lovable spirit. It was a pleasure and a profit to be associated with him, and from the little circle of religious editors in this city he will be sadly missed.

The Central Christian Advocate, St. Louis: We have thus outlined a noble and useful career. Dr. Harris was a charming man, full of information, cherishing an exquisite sense of the proprieties and courtesies of life, a diligent student of his age, a devout and faithful minister. His friends were not simply inside his denomination, but were found in all the churches.

The Christian Evangelist, St. Louis: Religious journalism has lost one of its brightest ornaments; the church to which he belonged one of its noblest representatives, and Christianity itself and the cause of human rights and religious progress a fearless champion and able advocate. We shall always think more of the people he represented because of our knowledge and appreciation of his are character and of his eminent ability.

Cumberland Weekly, Lebanon, Tenn.: In the death of Dr. Harris Cumberland University loses one of its most ardent supporters; the Cumberland Presbyterian Church loses a leader whose place may never be filled; the country loses a most learned educator, a philanthropist, and a religious journalist who took rank with the ablest in America.

Lincoln, Ill., Times: As an educator and churchman Dr. Harris was always an active and prominent figure, and his services were invaluable. As an editorial writer he was known for a lucidity and vigor of language that made his writings eagerly sought and as eagerly read.

In closing this great composite tribute to the memory of our dead, and turning to a new chapter in the history of The Observer, I feel that I must speak of what Dr. Harris was to me. Associated with him in business barely three months, I came in that short time to hold him as one of my very closest personal friends, and to entertain for him an affection born of and fed upon my appreciation of his high character as it was unfolded in our daily intercourse. Sincerely, manly, gentle, enthusiastic, full of high ideals, and abounding in faith as to their ultimate realization, he was to me an inspiration. Left standing alone with a trust so confidingly and lovingly placed in my hands, I feel a kind of bereavement which only one similarly situated can understand.

The responsibility to which circumstances have thus elected me, I realize in every fibre of my being. Words fully expressive of my feelings in the premises are not now at my command. I know, though, in whom we all believe and trust, and am certain that the great family of which Dr. Harris was the weekly teacher is with me and will hold up my hands in planning for the future of the work to which he so freely gave the best he had--himself.

In this confidence I feel that it is unnecessary to appeal for patience and charity for the management in these sad days of readjustment to the new circumstances by which The Observer is surrounded.        J. W. Axtell.

[Source: The Observer (St. Louis, Missouri), February 8, 1900, pages 3-6]

The following kind messages are selected from those arriving too late to be placed in the earlier pages of this number:

Rev. I. N. McDonald, Vincennes, Ind.: For many years I have accepted him as one of our ripest scholars, most profound thinkers, purest Christians and a man who wieled a masterly pen. His life work, both as teacher and editor, proved his unyielding devotion to his Church.

Rev. J. S. Grider, Smith's Grove, Ky.: I preached to him often when he was a small boy, and have often been in his father's family when he was a child, and consequently have been with him now and then ever since. I loved him for what he was, and honored him for what he did. His loss is apparently irreparable to the Church as he had no peer as a writer in the denomination.

Rev. H. C. Bird, Uniontown, Pa.: Dr. Harris was invaluable to us. No other man was more valuable. no other man, I am disposed to think, was quite so valuable. His pen, fund of information and knowledge, and broad-mindedness and courage, made a combination that I do not know of elsewhere among our ranks.

Prof. R. V. Foster, Lebanon, Tenn.: I did not see him often, of course; but the thought that he was in St. Louis, working mightily in our common cause, was to me a constant benediction. It was as the dew of heaven upon me. Dr. Harris knew not how much, how great, was the good he did. And now it is too late to tell him. If we were not so afraid of offending one another's pride, or of sacrificing our own, we would not so often wait until the funeral before speaking words of appreciation.

P. R. Danley, D.D., Punxsutawney, Pa.: To the Church his death is an irreparable loss. He had no duplicates in his own chosen field of work, for which he had a genius and preparation and a loyal devotion which rendered his services invaluable. In nobility of soul and comprehension of its truest interests larger than his Church, but always loyally devoted to her truest interests, he will be remembered and revered for his work's sake.

Rev. J. M. McPherson, Stotts City, Mo.: A great and good man has fallen.

[Source: The Observer (St. Louis, Missouri), February 8, 1900, page 10]

On Saturday the 3d instant in the chapel of the Theological Seminary, Lebanon, Tenn., a memorial service was held in honor of Doctor D. M. Harris, lately deceased.

After addresses had been made by Chancellor N. Green, Rev. J. M. Hubbert, Rev. J. V. Stephens, Rev. W. P. Bone, Dr. C. H. Bell, Rev. F. K. Farr, and several of the student body present, the following paper, which had been prepared by Chancellor Green, was adopted by unanimous rising vote:

"In the death of Dr. D. M. Harris Cumberland University, the Church at large, and all its enterprises for education and progress, suffered a great loss. To us the loss seems irreparable.

"Why he should have been removed at this critical period in our history we may not know now, but must reverently submit to the Judge of the whole earth, who can make no mistake.

"A more accomplished scholar and a more vigorous thinker could not have been found in any Church, than was Doctor Harris. His information was great, his intellectual powers were unsurpassed, and his courage was commensurate with both. He never minced words, nor could he be shackled by creeds in politics or religion, however venerable. His independent utterances were some times startling, but always refreshing. His whole makeup as a man bristled with high and admirable qualities, which can not here be mentioned, but which will long be remembered.

"To him belongs the credit largely, if not wholly, for originating, planning, and urging forward the great movement now on foot for endowing our colleges. Not forgetting other institutions, he was the fast, unalterable, outspoken friend of Cumberland University, in all its departments. And in his death we feel that we have lost a strong, true and manly advocate.

"We offer our heartfelt sympathies to his noble grief-stricken wife and co-worker, also to his saintly bereaved mother. What can we say more than 'Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord, from henceforth. Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labors, and their works do follow them.'"

It was ordered by the meeting that the foregoing paper be published in The Observer, the Cumberland Presbyterian, and the Lebanon Democrat.

[Source: The Observer (St. Louis, Missouri), February 8, 1900, page 11]

My first acquaintance with Dr. Harris was soon after his connection with Lincoln University as a member of its faculty, when he was comparatively a young man. Being a member of the Board of Trustees our acquaintance ripened into Christian friendship. His ability as an educator of the highest order was recognized by every member of the Board of Trustees. I distinctly remember the earnest protest made by the trustees when the Doctor announced his intention of accepting a position on the editorial force of "The Cumberland Presbyterian," for I was a member of the committee that presented the protest, and, with Dr. Ferguson, urged him to remain at Lincoln.

He was a frequent contributor to the columns of the Western Cumberland Presbyterian, while it was published by Dr. J. B. Logan and myself, and also of "The Cumberland Presbyterian" when published at Alton. While putting his articles into type "with mine own hands" when "on the case" I was, in those early days, often impressed with his vigorous and trenchant style of writing.

After his removal to Nashville, we were not thrown together so much, but it was always a great pleasure to meet him at the judicatories and other meetings of the church and renew our old acquaintanceship. He was always the same genial, cordial, simple man of God.

Up to within a few months of his death, I was intimately associated with Dr. Harris in business. At the earnest solicitation of the Doctor, and some ardent friends of The Observer, I became its business manager in 1896. For nearly four years we were fellow-workers, and during that time I learned to love him dearly for "his work's sake." I became acquainted with his inner life, and gained an insight to his great noble heart. The Cumberland Presbyterian Church and its enterprises were as dear to him as his very life. No allurements, in the way of a higher position or more of this world's goods, in another denomination, ever had the slightest influence on him. His life was actually given to the church of his fathers and his last thoughts and words were about his beloved church.

Dr. Harris was an intellectual giant. His general knowledge was simply marvelous. He had a wonderful capacity for literary work. In addition to his work as editor of The Observer he also wrote the editorial matter of the "Typothetae and Platemaker," a printers' journal, and the educational notes of the American Journal of Education, besides frequent articles to the Republic and Globe-Democrat of this city.

His daily visits to our office and kindly greetings to "the force" will be missed. Many were the expressions of deep sorrow in the office when his death was announced, for he was revered and respected by all. Trusting in the God he served, and serving more faithfully the church he loved, we will meet him again with all the brethren "who have gone on before."   T. H. PERRIN.
St. Louis, Mo.

[Source: The Cumberland Presbyterian, February 8, 1900, pages 171-172]

Name: D. M. Harris, D.D.
Occupation: ed.
Presbytery: St. Louis
Place of Residence: St. Louis, Mo.
Time of Death: Jan. 27, 1900
Age: 57

[Source: Minutes of the General Assembly of the Cumberland Presbyterian Church, 1900, page 181a]