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VOL. V., NO. 13.
PINEHURST, N. C. FEB. 7, 1902
PRICE THREE CENTS
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IN MEMORIAM.
In palaces some men are born,
In humble homes more greet life's morn ;
It matters naught In which .'t has been,
Henceforth a name each strives to win.
Our friend wrought well, and won a name;
For wealth brings ever power and fame.
But we saw not the millionaire,
But something better, grander, there.
Alike he treated rich and poor:
The man he sought, not the garb he wore.
How pure his life, his heart how true!
The good he did few ever knew.
The song he loved must still remain :
"God be with you 'till we meet again."
And oft we'll feel that ho Is near;
And sing the song that he loved dear.
And when they raise the marble shaft,
How will they write his epitaph?
I think these best of tongue or pen :
"Here sleeps one of God's noblemen."
Walter W. Parcels, M. D., Lewistown, Pa.
AT REST
Pinehurst mourns. Its founder sleeps
James W. Tufts is dead. He was good
He was great, lie was a man anion"
men. He was superior to most men.
"He was a man ; take him for all in nil,
we shall not look upon his like again."
To the vast majority of Outlook
readers, James W. Tufts is a familial
name; many of them were personally
acquainted with the gentle, quiet, unas
suming man of power and genius foi
whom we now mourn. And to all who
were, the news of his suddtn and most
unexpected death comes as a shock ; and
but few of these there are who will not
feel it as a personal loss. Mr. Tufts,
accompanied by Mrs. Tufts, came from
his Medford home to Pinehurst about
four weeks ago, intending to remain
throughout the winter, as has been his
custom tor several years past, lie was
apparently in excellent health, and
immediately took up actively the detail?
of his work here, devoting most of his
time to close attention to business and
spending a few hours of each day at hi
favorite game on the golf links.
He was vigorous, energetic and, as
usual, very active up until within less-
than an hour of his death, and indeed,
only fifteen minutes before he died he
was chatting cheerfully with the attend
ing physician, Dr. George W. McGregor,
and Mrs. Tufts, in his own apartments
at the Carolina hotel. A slight distress
and pain in the stomach which he had
felt earlier in the evening was quite
relieved and he expressed himself as
feeling very comfortable. Dr. McGregor
left the room for the purpose of visiting
a patient in another part of the hotel
but had scarcely reached there when he
received a message from Mrs. Tufts ask
ing him to hurry back. He returned
immediately, went into Mr. Tufts room
and found him dead. He broke the news
to Mrs. Tufts, who did not realize what
had happened, and when she had
regained her composure after the shock
she stated to Dr. McGregor that Mr.
Tufts, while apparently resting comfort
ably, turned over on his side, then sud
denly started, gave an involuntary gasp
of pain and fell back. Although she did
not realize it, it was at this moment that
the ever gentle, kind and good compan-
time preparations for the funeral were
in progress, and on Monday evening at
7 o'clock all that was mortal of its
founder was carried from Pinehurst on
its way to Medford, Mass., the family
home. .The funeral party, which con
sisted of Mrs. Tufts and one or two inti
mate friends, was conducted as far as
Washington, D. C, by Mr. II. W.
Priest, manager of the Carolina, who
h is been for several years a close friend
THE LATE JAMES W- TUFTS.
ion of her life had passed away. Dr.
McGregor says that Mr. Tufts' death,
which occurred on last Sunday evening,
February 2, at 9 o'clock, was due, in the
language of the layman, to heart lailure,
superinduced by a severe attack of acute
indigestion.
The news spread rapidly, and expres
sions of incredulity, surprise, regret and
sorrow were heard on every hand. Tele
grams of inquiry and sympathy came
from all points and it seemed to be hard
for any one to realize that James W.
Tufts was indeed dead. In the mean-
and trusted business associate of the
deceased.
At Washington the party was met by
Mr. Leonard Tufts, of Boston, who con
ducted it to Medford, where funeral ser
vices were held at 3 o'clock Wednesday
afternoon, after which the body was
interred in the family plot in Oak Grove
Cemetery.
Services In Pinehurst.
At the same hour at which services
were being held in Medford, a memorial
service was being conducted in Village
Hall in Pinehurst. All stores . and
places of business were closed for the
afternoon, and all work, even to the oper
ation of the trolley road, was suspended
during the hour of service. An effort
was made to make every one feel that
he or she would be welcome at this ser
vice regardless of race, color or condi
tion of servitude, and as a result the hall
was filled to its capacity with the rich
and the poor, tlieguestandthe employee,
the white and the black one section of
the hall having been reserved for the
icolored people, to hundreds of whom
Mr. Tufts had been a kind and generous
friend. The following order of exer
ises was observed :
Selection - - Bv the Orchestra
Prayer and Invocation Rev. Mr.Gregory
Psalm 23 - All Repeating
Rev. Mr. Gregory, Leading.
PSALM
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not
want.
2 He maketh me to lie down in green
pastures : he leadeth me beside the still
waters.
3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth
me in the paths of righteousness for his
name's sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the val
ley of the shadow of death, I will fear no
evil: for thou art with me; thy rod
ind thy staff they comfort me.
5 Thou preparest a table before me
in the presence of mine enemies ; thou
mointest my head with oil; my cup
runneth over.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall
follow me all the days of my life : and I
will dwell in the house of the Lord for
ever.
Hymn, "Nearer My God to Thee,"
----- Sumr bv all
Scripture - Rev. Mr. Fox
Poem - - Read by Mrs. Spence
Address - - Rev. Mr. Dickinson
Our Lord's Prayer - Offered by all
Rev. Mr. Emery, leading.
Hymn,
God be With You 'till we Meet Again"
(One of Mr. Tufts' favorite hymns.)
Benediction - - Rev. Mr. Fox
The services were touching and
impressive. There was an element of
leep and sincere feeling, a certain genu
ineness of sorrow, born of the real
ifFection which so many of those present
had felt for him who had passed away.
rhe Carolina and Holly Inn orchestra
combined, under the direction of Mr.
Trev Sharp, rendered "The Angelus,"
by Massenet, and "At Eventide," by
Ilerfurth, in a most impressive manner.
Mr. A. D. Spence prefaced the reading
of the poem, "The Red Days Far Exceed
the Black," by stating that it was a par
ticular favorite of Mr. Tufts, that he
always carried a copv of it in his note
book, and that on reading it to him at
his request, several years ago, she found
him, when the poem was finished, with
tears streaming down his face. Mrs.
Spence read the poem most impressively,
and it touched the hearts of many.
The address by the Rev. E. H. Dick-