INTRODUCTORY.

The universal grief of the members of the African Methodist Episcopal Church over the death of their beloved Bishop, William Paul Quinn, at Richmond, Ind., on the 21st of February, 1873, found expression among that portion of the Church which constitutes Warren Chapel, in this City, in memorial services, in which the members of the Third Baptist Church participated upon the invitation of their brethren of the other Church. The day fixed for the services was Sunday, March 9th, 1873, and the church edifice was put in readiness for the event. The walls were hung with festoons of sombre black, and over the pulpit a large size photograph of the deceased Bishop was suspended, wreathed in crape. Portraits of Bishops Campbell, Brown, Payne, Wayman and Shorter, and Elders Arnett, Young and Warren were hung at intervals on either side of the building.

Notwithstanding the prevalence of a violent snow storm, which set in just before the hour named for the commencement of the services, the little chapel 000632was completely filled by the congregation assembled to pay the last tribute of love and affection to their beloved Bishop, and many whites showed their sympathy by their attendance.

The pulpit was occupied by Rev B.W. Arnett, of the Chapel, and Rev. Madison Viney, of the Third Baptist Church.

THE SERVICES.

After a Voluntary on the Organ, by Prof. D.H. Moore, the Choir sang "A solemn march we make towards the silent grave."

Rev. Mr. Viney offered up a prayer, invoking the blessing of Jehovah upon the assembly, and admonishing the congregation to heed the example set them by the one who had just left them for a better world, and try to make their lives as his was, a blessing and a benefit to all around them.

At the conclusion of the prayer, the choir sang another hymn, and Rev. B. W. Arnett began the funeral discourse.

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TRIBUTE. BY J. MADISON BELL. Death is the common lot of all, Yet nothing do we so much dread; Nothing that doth our frames befall From which we shrink as from the dead. Though all familiar with the fact That death is everywhere unseen, Yet from his touch we stagger back And strive to thrust long years between. But why this weakness on our part? And why does nature thus recoil? And why are we so loath to part From this vain world of pain and toil? This always was a house of death. And e'er has been a vale of tears: Here sorrow mingles with our breath, And poisons life in all its years. And yet from death frail nature shrinks, And still the finite man complains, And e'en the spirit man, that thinks. Clings to his prison and his chains. And why? The vast beyond is dark And valled in deepest mystery,000834And reasons lamp reveals no mark Decisive of our destiny. There is but one remedial course By which we may and can obtain From dread of death a full divorce And evermore absolved remain. Implicit confidence imposed In Jesus, God's anointed Son, Will fill the heart to doubt disposed With deathless joys on earth begun, For faith in Christ dispels the gloom, And hope extends her spotless sails And finds with God beyond the doom A heaven and life that never fails. This mortal shall immortal wear, Corruption incorruption take, And saints of God with Christ shall share The boundlessness of his estate. ******* But why is this fair temple clad In these habiliments of woe? And why are all our faces sad, Bereft of their accustomed glow? And why those dirge tones from the choir? And why are all these people here? What strange and burdensome desire Has thus induced them to appear Where all doth seemingly partake Of some unusual widespread gloom000935That to our awe-struck natures wake The sad reflections of the tomb? With all the dread solemnities Associated with that word, The severance of affinities, Life-loves and friendships long preferred. This spreading pall, these gloomy scenes, Those dirge tones falling on the ear, Are but the more impressive means Of telling us that death is here. Although no shrouded corpse is brought Within this sacred fane to-day, To demonstrate what death hath wrought Upon man's frail impassioned clay; Yet, to our Zion, death has come, And ta'en away from our embrace One loved abroad and loved at home, The Father Bishop of our race. And hence, dear friends, we've come to pay A parting tribute of respect, And thus our humble offering lay Upon the shrine of God's elect. Fain would we speak in terms of praise Of one whose life has been bestowed In countless efforts to upraise A people writhing 'neath a load. As Moses saw, in Egypt's land, The hardships that his people bore, And rather chose with them to stand Than heir the wealth of Pharoe's store,001036So felt the valiant, youthful Quinn When he beheld oppression's horde (Steeped to the very lips in sin,) Defile the altars of the Lord. For Slavery's Pharisaeic hand Had closed the book of life and light, And all the churches of our land Had bowed submissive to his might, And there was neither court nor fane Where God's lorn sons of ebon hue, Though ne'er so humble, could obtain A place of worship as their due, And Macedonia's cry was heard On every breeze, and everywhere, "Oh, come and break to us the word Of life, and lead our hearts in prayer." He rose, like the intrepid Paul, And in the vigor of his youth, Resolved, whatever might befall, To bear to these the words of truth. Although his purse was ill-supplied With means sufficient for the call, Yet, he on heavenly grace relied, And God, the Lord, arranged it all. God was his friend, his guard and guide, His refuge and his mighty tower, And well he knew He would provide For every need and trying hour; And hence he left all else behind, Save God and His abounding grace,001137And started forth to heal and bind The bruises of his injured race. Now, from the dread abyss of time, Call back the flight of three-score years And, lo! all clothed in grace sublime, A weird and beardless youth appears. He's tall, and for commanding mien, A finer mould is seldom seen; His brow is high, his locks are jet, His eyes are fierce, his lips are met, His words are rapid in their flow, Confined to neither high nor low, But of that modulated form Which always tempers to the storm. Where'er he moves he rears on high The ensign of his ministry, And thousands throng to hear his speech, And learn whereof he came to teach The matchless story of the cross, Compared to which all else is dross, Comprise the burden and refrain, And many hear and hear again, And wonder at his matchless zeal, His fervent prayer, his strong appeal, And as he pictures forth the doom Of sin, which kills beyond the tomb, Many are pricked e'en to the heart And, jailor-like, the cry doth start: "Sir, to be saved, what shall I do? For all these burning words are true,001238And I am wretched and undone. O, whither shall I fly to shun The wrath of an avenging God, Just retribution's chastening rod? He points them to the crimson tide, And to a Savior crucified, And says to all: "Repent, believe, Forsake your sins and you shall live." And as he goes forth, here and there, New altars rise up unto prayer; Though rude and meagre, yet are they In all things equal to the day. And as the years move on apace He stands the center of a race, Whose faces are upturned to God, Praying heaven to break the rod And overturn the powers of sin And let the jublilant year come in. Near three-score years on Zion's walls A faithful sentinel he stood, And all his sermons, prayers and calls Were mingled with atoning blood. He was, in truth, a burning light, And sinners trembled in his sight; For nothing earthly could deter, Nor friends persuade him to defer, What duty urged him to perform In weal or woe, in calm or storm. But oh! how changed; his raven hair Is thin and bleached as white as snow,001339His face is furrowed deep with care, His frame is weak, his steps are slow. Thus bowed beneath the weight of years, He brings his cross and lays it down At Jesus' feet 'midst angels' cheers, And on his brow receives a crown-- A crown of life, bestud with stars, The trophies of his conquest here Midst earth's interminable wars, Where all the foes to life appears. He conquered in the christian fight, He ran the christian race and won, And in the realms of endless light Has heard the gladsome sound: "Well done. Well done, for faithful hast thou been O'er all things given to thy care; Heir of my father's house, come in, And all its blest provisions share." Although our aged Bishop's gone, And we on earth shall meet no more, Yet heaven hath many a vale and lawn, And friendships that have gone before-- Gone to the realms of holy love, Where all are known and all is fair. For in our Father's house above There are no spirit strangers there. Though gone from earth he is not dead-- The great and good they never die; But when their mortal forms they shed, In fadeless youth they bloom on high.001440O, could we pass beyond the doom, And range through fields, forever fair, Arrayed in heaven's eternal bloom, We'd find our sainted Bishop there. Then, O, my friends, rejoice to know, Where he has gone we all may go, And move through heaven as he doth now With life's fair crown upon our brow. For heaven's blest plans are ample quite For all whom mercy doth invite; And every son of Adam's race The invitation may embrace. For in our Father's house there's room For all his children, all may come. And crowns there are for all to wear, And palms there are for all to bear, And robes there are of radiant hue; Go up and claim them as your due. Farewell, dear Bishop, till the day When death shall roll the stone away, And this poor soul released shall fly To hail thee in the realms on high.

RESOLUTIONS.

Mr. Joseph Garrett, on behalf of the Committee on Resolutions, presented the following preamble and resolutions, which were adopted by the congregation:

Whereas, God in his wise providence has taken from us our much beloved Father and Bishop, William Paul Quinn, who departed this life in great peace, nine o'clock and twenty-five minutes, on the evening of the 21st day of February, 1873, at his residence in Richmond, Indiana; and

Whereas, He was one of the pioneers of A.M.E. Church in the West, and by his energy, activity, perseverance and endurance, planted the glorious banner of Zion, and thereby opened immense mines of talent and social qualities, all lying measurably in embryo; and all of which, under the wise direction of this humble servant, has been fitted into the spiritual building of God. We believe that he has gone to meet many who heard his message of salvation, and bowed at the foot of the cross. But now they and he are at rest; therefore be it

Resolved, By the citizens of Toledo, Ohio, that we will cherish his memort as a rich legacy, and will 001642teach our children to be as faithful as he to the sacred causes of missions, education, humanity and God.

Resolved, That in him we see the progressive spirit of the age, and we earnestly counsel our young men and women to follow his example, and, like him, prove a blessing to their day and generation.

Resolved, That in the death of William Paul Quinn, the church of God has lost a burning and shining light; the A.M.E. Connection a faithful, earnest and consistent minister of the Cross of Christ; the race one of its tried, true and successful leaders; and the weeping widow a loving and kind companion.

Resolved, That we deeply sympathize with all who mourn the loss of this man of God, and assure his family, and the connection of which he was the honored Shepherd; that we, the citizens of Toledo, Ohio, without regard to race or denomination, join in sending these resolutions to them as a slight testimonial of the worth of the deceased, as a man and as a Christian, and a partial expression of our condolence and sympathy in this hour of affliction and death.

Committee.--Joseph Garrett, L.F. Dowery, W.H. Anderson, Nicholas Jones, Robert Massenburgh, Warren Chapel. John Brown, Lewis W. Boyd, John White, Third Baptist Church. W. H. Merrett, Wm. L. Waring, James W. Abrams, Citizens.

Mr. G. Fields moved the resolutions be adopted, and that the proceedings be published in book form. 001743Mr. Clark Waggoner, being present, was invited to address the congregation, which he did in a few words, expressing his hearty sympathy with all the mourners at the grave of Bishop Quinn. He congratulated the African race and the cause of Christianity on the bright record which the deceased had made, and trusted that his noble and useful life might long furnish example and incentive to his fellow-men of all races. He said that Bishop Quinn's eminent success was due--not to the fact that he was a noble specimen of human organism, standing over six feet in height, well proportioned and uniformly vigorous-- but the indwelling principle of the grace of God in his soul, whereby he was qualified for the great heartwork of his valuable life; and that the same blessed power must inspire and direct human action to all truly noble ends.

LIST OF NAMES. Mary Lynn,George Washinton, Emily Wilson,Elizabeth Collins, Fanny Evans,Emily Miles, Mary S.V. Fields,Charles Henry, Otis G.B. fields,Adam Griffith, Mary E. Fields,A.W. Chase, Mary H. Washinton,Stephen Ramble, Clarisia Lecont,Martha Preston,001844H. Washington,Edward Preston, Victoria Holliday,Mary L. Arnett, Eliza Douglass,Ann L. Annett, Samuel Price,C.C. Field, John Richards, Mary Moore, Mary M. Burkett,Edmonia Claybrook, Jerusha Ackley,Mary Patterson, Martha J. Cutrell,Thomas Henry, Jas. A. Tenny, M.D.J. Macowen, Harry Tate,J.W. Duncan, Olivia Franklin,Elizabeth J. Harris, Mary Vinny,Frank J. Wright, Sarah A. Claybrook,B.F. Hawkins, Sarah Robinson,Robert Parker, Thomas Bell,S.E. Adams, Wesley Miles,Capt. C. Furguson, Wm. Lane,Wm. H. Harris, Berle Henderson,Wm. Cotrill, Wm. Brown,Mary Parmer, Stephen Wood,Josiah Parmer, Amanda Wood,Jacob Lee, Theodore P. Wood,Nathaniel Lee, Henry Blackville,John Valentine, Catharine Blacville, Mr. Cheerley, Miss Garvey,John White, Sarah R. Harper,Nicholas Jones, Lucey Payne,Jane Jones, Wm. King,Johnny Young, Ruth A. Fields,W.H. Merrett, Paul Erving,001945H.A. Cheney, Mary D. Postels, A.C. Starks,Joseph Postels, C. Gussinish,Wm. H. Anderson, Martha J. Young,Mrs. H. J. Lewis, Mary A. Jones, Henry Johnson, Mary E. Griffith,John Lecont, Emily Lawson,Victotia Henry, Clark Waggoner,Andrew J. Bell, E. J. Harris,Wm. D. Postels, Eliza A. Chase,Leander Christmas, Geo. A. Massa, James Walton, George Lee,J. R. Evans, Susan Simmons, Wm. Macafield, Melinda Hughes,Wm. Lowell, Ellen Greene,John Jones, Charles Greene,John J. Hall, Rev. Henry Benson,Harrison J. Lewis, Edward R. Griffin,Ellen Getrell, Sarah E. Walden,Wm. Getrell, James G. Ambrose,John W. Young, Mary E. Remily,Sarah Carlisle, Joseph Carwell,W. H. Killer, Ann B. Coats,Lewis Smith, Lewis Burnett, David Getrell, Augusta Henry, Henry Lynn, Nancy Henderson,Nettie Merrett, Merrideth Simons,Prof. D. H. Moore, George Remley, Nellie Franklin, W. L. Warring, Eviline Lott, Catharine Harris,Henry Lott,002046Mrs. E. Woods,Mollie Lewis, D. Budie,Bell V. Dowry, Dilcy Anderson,Hattie Reynolds, Sabina Harris, Lucinda Boe, Henry Nance,Mary Patterson, Eudorah Bell Grigsby,Henrietta W. Getrell, Hannah Payne,Joseph R. Moore, William Brown, Sarah Dowry, Lewis Harris,S. W. Franklin, Margarett Boyd,John Evans, Harriet Nance, M. A. Harper, Lewis Howard,Mary M. Franklin, Fannie Lewis,Mrs. C. Page, J. S. Grigsby, L. Page, E.L. Hamlin,Julia Griffin, Charles E. Smith,Elizabeth Gray, Mrs. M. Ward,Charles Gray, Hester Ward,Levinia Spencer, Mary Ward,Arthur Spencer, C.S. Worthington,Catharine Cunnington, Mary Montgomery,Louisa Spencer, Caroline Erving,Henry Harris, Lucinda Furgeson,Sabina Harris, Mr. Doney,Candia Kirby, Mary A. Edwards,L. W. Boyd, Lillie May Griffin,Levina Harris, Mary Taylor,Mary E. Wright, Julia H. Brown,Mary J. Thompson, John Brown,Alonzo T. A. Arnett, Amanda Scott,Benj. W. Arnett, Jr,002147Mary Smith,Henry Y. Arnett, Ada L. Furguson,Lewis Thompson, Henry Jackson, Andrew Patterson, Martha Jackson,Albert King, Melville Jackson,Richard Warren, Caroline Nelson,Oscar Cox, Martha Hargrove,Robert Bailey, M.A. Craig,Caswell Sampson, Martha Watkins,John Watkins, Ella E. Watkins,William Miles, Elvy Miles,Tursia Miles, Eliza J. Harris,Mary Henry, Mary E. Frazier,Alice Simpson, Emma Revils,Archibald Allen, Terresia A. Moore,J. McMurray, Washington Miles,Annie E. Jones, W.H. Holliday, L. Dawson, Louisana Bell, Catherine E. Carlilse, Sarah J. Sanders,Adelia Higdon, George W. Sanders,J.N. Simmons, Ann A. Presser,Melinda Curtis, Abram Presser, William Bolden, W.W. Vena,Sarah Lane, Minerva Williams,S.B. Whetsell, William Carter,George F. Smith, Henrietta Carter,Sarah Burley, Sarah Sampson, Elizabeth Cox, James Hughes,Noah Cox, Harry Williams,Susan Farabaugh, Benjamin Williams,Mary Sampson,002248George Fox,Martha Cooke, Albert Johnson,Sarah Gray, John Higdon,Daniel Gray, Israel Boe,Mary Miles, Elizabeth Massenburgh,Jeremiah Sampson, Wiley Jones.

FUNERAL OBSEQUIES.

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The following is from the Christian Recorder, of March 20th, by Rev. B. W. Arnett, on the funeral obsequies at Richmond, Ind., March 4th, 1873:

The day was cold, with a sharp north wind blowing fiercely. The sun was shining on the hills, while the ground was covered with snow. The quiet city of Richmond gave unmistakable evidence of something unusal trans transpiring within its limits. Strangers could be seen winding their way from the depot with satchel in hand--men whose looks betokened long years of toiling and strife. Others in the prime of manhood, just beginning their cross to bear; and sadness was pictured on each sable countenance you met. The citizens mournfully directed our feet to the home of our late Senior Bishop. We arrived at the mournful mansion and found Bishops Campbell and Shorter there. Then I looked into the parlor. There, in that beautiful mahogany casket, was the remains of William Paul Quinn. On the top was a wreath of silver flowers, and a large plate with the following inscription: "Right Reverend William Paul Quinn, Fourth Bishop of A. M. E. died February 21, 1873."

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The preparations for the funeral were under the supervision of Rev. J. P. Underwood, of the Ohio Conference, assisted by Mr. Readman, of Columbus, O. The following were the pall bearers: Revs. Solomon H. Thompson, B. W. Arnett, J. P. Underwood, of Ohio Conference; Jno. Turner, M. Wilkerson, of Misouri Conference; Nathan Mitcham, Johnson Mitcham, Wm. J. Davis, of Indiana Conference.

The procession was formed at 1 o'clock P. M. in the following order:

1. Carriage containing Bishop Payne and Campbell.

2. Carriage with Revs. Edward Wright, W. S. Lankford, Morris Lewis, and others.

3. The hearse drawn by two black horses with the pall-bearers walking in the following order: B. W. Arnett, S. H. Thompson, John Turner, Wm, J. Davis, J.P. Underwood, Nathan Mitcham, J.M. Wilkerson, Johnson Mitcham.

4. Carriage with Mrs. Mary Jane Quinn and family, accompanied by Bishop J. A. Shorter.

5. The friends in carriages and buggies.

The procession moved slowly toward the Pearl Street Methodist Episcopal Church, where the services were to take place, our church being too small to hold the congregation. The sidewalks were filled with people signs of mourning were visible all along the way. When we came near the church all sides of the streets were filled with people, of all ages and colors, who had come to honor the great dead.

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The corpse was placed inside of the altar, The church was filled, sitting and standing room, with some of the best citizens of the place, the whites were about four to one colored person. As I looked over the large congregation, the business man and farmer could be observed; the Quaker was there to see the last of PUAL; the rich and poor, black and white, they had left their business, the merchant his store, the mechanic his shop, the farmer his farm, all had come to pay tribute to moral worth. The religous services in the church were as follows:

1. Bishop Shorter read the following by request of Bishop Quinn, hymn 438: "A solemn march we make Toward the silent grave."

The congregation sang it as I never heard it before; all felt the solemnity of the occasion and felt as though they were making long steps toward the silent grave.

2. Prayer by Bishop Payne, which was solemn, appropriate, mingled with hope and trust.

3. The scriptural lesson was read by Bishop D. A. Payne, 1 Corinthians, 15th chapter.

4. The funeral sermon, by request, by Bishop J. P. Campbell, DD., text: "I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith. II Timothy IV, 7th. The sermon was delivered in the Bishop's usual style.

The congregation now took leave, and as each cast his eyes on the form they had once seen move in their midst and majesty and strength, the crystal tear of sorrow could be seen stealing down the roseate cheek 002652of the young, while the furrows of the aged were filled with the dews of friendship. On and on, slowly and solemnly, the move, as if moving to the tomb. Oh! the sight; a congregation in tears. Men, women and children all sorrowing for him who was husband, friend and shepherd.

The last farewell of his beloved wife was sad and painful, the golden cords which had been woven with so much care were broken; the fountain of sorrow sent forth her willing cry. All heart felt for our sister in distress of mind and heart. May the smiles of the God of the window shine on her path, and may it continue to brighten until she shall meet her husband in the spirit lands.

The procession re-formed and started for the cemetery. It was larger than when we came to the church. After riding some distance we arrived at the place of burial. After removing the casket from the hearse, it was taken to the grave, and there deposited in the presence of the large congregation.

Bishop Shorter performed the ceremony in an impressive and solemn manner, and when the committal of the body was finished, there was a deep feeling of sorrow mingled with joy pervading the audience--sorrow that we were separated from our friend; joy to know that we can meet him if we only remain faithful to the grace of God.

Bishop Payne pronounced the benediction. Thus ended the funeral of William Paul Quinn, Fourth Bishop of A. M. E. Church.