The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, February 3, 1901, Page 13

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OF BRITAINS DEAD QUEEN IN LONDON, WHILE ALL THE WORLD IS MOURNING Vast Throngs View the Funeral President McKinley and Many Greatest Assemblage in History Procession and Attend Services NDON be Feb 1 & gre " 7 the “indsor, ex y touched after ] i\, 5 ess Is Suspended. drinking | coffin oon- W merely a ten be eremontals, wi of roy e example of ¥ m Potentates Departing. 1] Kings Ger- note- | , sol- spicuous | a " s t were those Of‘ This has Germany 7 regarded It /;,,’ . ize t 7 (/A .f{[////‘u\ ‘fllf'{/ i o] ’d My i My ]"(""'r’ ] et 7 i W, ) ""I"' , / 4(',/ itk Aihofy (1" e Ml "NIMM: i ! ) “ it [ [l 7 / % ALY AKX 7 r,a{&'w}fl.‘ VA, w0 begins confron and political w of anxiety een. to their | "¢ these aded to rather, than detracted from » Alexandra, | the dramatic and pathetic interest. . d thelr Seamen Substituted for Horses. this evening.| The first and most striking was the in- cipalities, | tractability of the horses attached to the s, left Windsor | gun carriage bearing the coffin. The alarm ng at the cas-|and chagrin of the King and Emperor e was somewhat in- | who had hurried up to ascertain the cause rmous proportions | of delay in the procession leaving Wind- around the Wind- | sor station, was patent upon their coun- cases the royal | tenances. The horses struggled in . the bundied into the | traces and the coffin was almost thrown awaiting them. It was at |from the gun carriage. Lord Roberts the only hitches in the elab- | asked the King for permission to take out mme of the day occurred, and | the horses and substituts for them the Jackles who had come up from Ports- mouth as a guard of honor. This sugges- tion was quickly sanctioned, and the last time Victorta’s boay was borne betore her subjects it was by roypl “handy men,” who at an opportune moment saved the situation. To-night the King sent a mes- sage of thanks to Prince Henry of Prus- sla for the services of the mallors of his command. Archbishop Is Very Feeble. The other hitch occurred during the re- ligious part of 1he ceremony. The service at St. George's Chapel was brief but beautiful. The choral service had formed i 3 SCENE IN THE MECHANICS' PAVILION YESTERDAY AFTERNOON WHEN 14,000 MEN, WOMEN AND CHIL- DREN ASSEMBLED AND IN A SOLEMN SERVICE OF PRAYER AND SONG PAID TRIBUTE TO THE DEAD QUEEN OF ENGLAND. - “* a fitting culmination to the martlal pa- rades. The trembling voice of the Arch- bishop of Canterbury, who is almost blind, had scarcely ended the final bene- dictlon before he turned to go up the al- tar steps. His sight and strength failed him, and he tottered, groped and was on the point of falling when the Archbishop of York, who had been standing some dls- tance behind him, advanced and caught his hand and gently led the venerable pre- late to the holy table. Then they Hoth knelt, the greatest dignitaries of land’s church, next in rank to the royal blood, thelr heads bowed upon the purple altar.cloth. . - R 7 ;; ! g / ) MIH i * A + Mufami X 7 AN While the Archbishops prayed and the Bishcps and clergy reverently kept their knees, the King and Emperor William, followed by three other Kings, walked almost hurriedly up to the altar rails and | out into the castle by a private exit. Their a kaleldoscope of color and royalty surged | up to the chancel. Against this hurrying | throng.the cofin and kneeling figures | within the holy Inclosure stood out in con- | trast. Still the Archbishop prayed and | still the gayly caparisoned princes sought an outlet by which they might gain the | Waterloo chamber, in which the long-de- |leyed luncheon had been lajd. Almost | touching the coffin they chatted. Embas- | sador Choate shook hands with another Embassador. | Then the stream turned, for orders came | for the sultes and Embassadors to go out | by another door. The returning throng | raet these coming up almost at the coffin, | well nigh causing a melee. Finally they | reached the other door and the body of | the Queen was left alone before the altar, | save for the stern figures of her gentle- | men at arms gaurding the remains, as the | | bodies of Edward IV, Charles I and Henry | VITII were guarded in the same chapel | | hurdreds of years ago. | Both Embassador Choate and Secretary White walked through the streets| of | Windscr with the procession. The royal ;semiments regarding ‘the expressions of | American sympathy, before mentloned, .were conveyed to them in the blue draw- ing-room, after the royal luncheon in the Waterloo chamber, to which they wete invited, in company with a few other not- ! ables. Messrs. Choate ard White re- !tumed to London to-night in company with the Austrian Embassador, Lord Lansdowne and a number of others. GREAT PAGEANT PASSES,THROUGH LONDON STREETS LONDON, Feb. 2—The firing of minute gans and the tolling of bells at a quarter -1 past 11 announced to the countless multl- | gorgeous sultes followed mechanically and | | covered with purple cloth. tude that had been crowding London's muddy streets since daylight that the funeral procession with the body of Queen Victorla had begun its passage throug" the capital. The people fought for hours for a glimpse of the coffin, and the Kings and others following it. Thev saw a long pro- cession of soldiers, a passing show of daz- zling regalia, with a hundred royalties crowding after, and then dispersed, while | all the church chimes of the city were ringing and muffled dirges were played. Europe has seen grander royal funerals than the Queen's, and had a more go-- geous spectacle In the celebration of her sixty years of relgn, but no episode in the Victorian era will live so deeply Im- pressed on the memories of those who witnessed it or participated in the cere- mones. The day was somber, wet and chilly, as are most of London's winter days. The cloudy sky added to the gloom of the | whole city. The scene at Victoria station from early morning was most brilliant and Impres- sive. For to-day's ceremony the station was transformed into an immense recep- tion hall. All trains were stopped before 9 o'clock, and the long platforms were On another platform, which the facing that at 1 Queen's traln was to arrive, guards of honor, composed of bluejackets and Gren- adler Guards, were drawn up. The broad roadway separating the two was swept clean and sanded, and a number of lttle purple-covered: platforms, from, which members of the royal party were expect- ed to mount their horses, were placed at intervals at the side and center. At 10 o'clock an army of grooms with the horses arrived, and thenceforward naval officials and foreign royalties, in dazzling uniferms, came in quick suc- cession. The Lord Chamberlain and his officials, bareheaded, with their white wands of office, recelved the most dis- tinguished personages and conducted them to a little pavilion erected on the platform. The whole station by that time resem- bled the scene at a levee. The commander In chief of the forces, Other Distinguished Men Pay of San Francisco Gathers to in St. George’s Chapel at Windsor Tribute at National Capital Honor Memory of Late Queen HERE hag never been fm San Francisco a service more solemnly impressive than that which was cele- brated yesterday afternoon 4 by the people of this city | in Mechanics' Pavilion In honor of England's dead Queen. Thousands of men and women, dark-robed, silent, sympa- thetic, contributed their presence and their feeling to the splendid ceremonial which found its expression in the great structure on Larkin street. Men gnd women of all classes and creeds, representatives of every phase of honorable life in San Franecisco, dignita. ries of church, state and commerce, as- sembled there In silent tribute te the Queen who was dead. Long befors the services were to begin a great crowd gathe ered at the several entrances to the build- ing. Thousands stood patiently, silently, reverently at the doors waiting for the signal which was to admit them to the most unique sanctuary which the people of the city ever constructed. Above them floated the Stars and Stripes at half-mast. Within the great buflding all was silence and almost darkness. The great barnlike building was a mortuary chapel. The arches were lost in black shadows. The galleries were draped in | broad panels of black and white. Wreaths “nf dead green, touched with purple, lent | the wignificance of death to the decora- | tions. At the very end of the pavilion a platform was raised. Purple-hued, fern- adorned, ribbon-decorated. it seemed llke a mammoth altar erected for a service of utmest solemnity. Behind it were draped the flags of America and” England, the crimson of the Stars and Stripes blending in brilliant color with the scarlet of the | Union Jack. Above the altar was the | crown, black and white ana purple in its | hues of dedth and royalty. When the doors were thrown open thers was not a sound in ine great pavilion. The throngs of men and women streamed into the edifice. Scores of police were there, | but they were not needed. More than 14,000 people passed Into Mechanics’ Pa- villon as if they were going to thelr de- votions in a church. Before the hour fixed | for the opening of the services the mam- moth bullding was crowded to the very doors. Every seat upon the main floor was taken, and faces were framed in the gallerfes until their outlines were lost in | the shadows of the arches. The vast ma- | Jority had robed themselves in keeping | with the occasion. They were In black. The Solemnity of Death. At 2:30 o'clock the vast congregation, the largest that was ever assembled In one building in this city, heard the shrill, walling, moaning notes of the bagpipes. | The deep-toned, weirdly sounding bell in the rafters began to toll and from a hid- den station came the muffled sounds of drums. The scene had in it an inspiration of awe. It possessed the solemn dignity of death. l The vast congregation, men, women and | children, arose. The muffled roll of |the drums was in their ears; the sound of the telling bell was like a heart- beat. The shrill notes of the bagpipes grew louder and louder and the procession, | of invited dignitaries passed into view o the great congregation. Up the steps to | the purple altar they passed, clergymen in the black and white and crimson robes of mourning, officers of the army and navy in thelr trappings of gold and black, members of the consular. corps in thetr gay trappings of gold and silver lace and decorations, civilians high in the opinfon of the people of the State, officials of the city and State, black robed and sedate. Slowly and solemnly the procession moved to the platform. A hush was upon the vast congregation and then was en- acted one of the most striking scenes ever witnessed in San Francisco. The shrill, mourning wail of the bagpipes was | silenced. The orchestra began the dread | muste of a dirge. At regular intervals was the weird tolling of the funeral bell. | Every person in the building was stand- | ing; thousands of men, women and chil- dren were on their feet in silent anticipa- E tion of what was to come. | Raising the Standard to the King. And then there was a movement on the purple-draped platform. Two little girls, | one robed In the colors of the American flag, the other in the garb of a Scotch lassie, ‘stepped forward and from two standards two flags slowly rose, one the Union Jack, the otner the Stars and | Stripes. Inch by inch these flags were | hoisted on their standards until they were | at haif mast. The dead march was thrill- | ing the senses of the congregation; the | bell was tolling Its gloomy message and | then again came silence. The splendid | service of death had begun. It was not a long one. The cherished hymns of Christians were sung and the thousands of voices united in a tremen- dous volume of melodious sound. Ths | strange, beautiful service of death of the Episcopal Church was chanted and from every part of the pavilion came the deep- toned mummur of responses. In solemn | prayer priests prayed for the dead Queen | ana the living King, and then throughout the vast bullding moaned the last dead | | | Continued on Page Fifteen. d;ndmud on Page Fifteen.