Til Hoee Collection 190163 1912 WILLIAM Mckinley, MEMORIAL ADDRESS JOHN HAY. Delivered in the Capitol February 27, 1902, by invitation of the congress. WASH INGTON 1902. WILLIAM Mckinley. MEMORIAL ADDRESS JOHN HAY. Delivered in the Capitol February 27, 1902, by invitation of the congress. WASHINGTON. 1902. L7II so, w . ^ WILLIAM McKIXLEY. 5: For the third time the Congress of the United States are assem- bled to commemorate the life and the death of a President slain by the hand of an assassin. The attention of the futnre historian will be attracted to the feattires which reappear with startling sameness in all three of these awful crimes: the nselessness, the utter lack of consequence of the act: the obscurity, the insignifi- cance of the criminal: the blamelessness— so far as in our sphere of existence the best of men may be held blameless— of the victim. Not one of our murdered Presidents had an enemy in the world; they were all of such preeminent purity of life that no pretext could be given for the attack of passional crime: thev were all men of democratic instincts who could never have offended the most jealous advocates of equality: they were of kindly and gen- erous nature, to whom wrong or injustice was impossible": of moderate fortune, whose slender means nobody could envy. They were men of austere virtue, of tender heart, of eminent abili- ties, which they had devoted with single minds to the good of the Republic. If ever men walked before God and man without blame, it was these three rulers of our people. The only tempta- tion to attack their lives offered was their gentle radiance— to eyes hating the light that was offense enough." The stupid nselessness of such an infamy affronts the common sense of the world. One can conceive how'the death of a dictator may change the political conditions of an Empire: how the ex- tinction of a narrowing line of kings may bring in an alien dynasty. But in a well-ordered Republic like ours, the riiler may fall, but the State feels no tremor. Our beloved and revered" leader is gone— but the natural process of our laws provides us a successor, identical in purpose and ideals, nourished by the same teachings, ' inspired by the same principles, pledged by tender affection as well as by high loyalty to carry to completion the immense task committed to his hands, and to smite with iron severity every manifestation of that hideous crime which his mild predecessor, with his d>4ng breath, forgave. The savings of celestial wisdom have no date: the words that reach us, over two thousand years, out of the darkest hour of gloom the world has ever known, are true to the life to-day: '-They know not what they do." The' blow struck at our dear friend and ruler was as deadly as blind hate could make it; but the blow struck at anarchy was deadlier still. What a world of insoluble problems such an event excites in the mind! Not merely in its per.sonal. but in its public aspects, it presents a paradox not to be comprehended. Under a system of government so free and so impartial that we recognize its exist- ence only by its benefactions: under a social order .so purely democratic that classes can not exist in it. affording opportunities so universal that even conditions are as changing as the winds, where the laborer of to-day is the capitalist of to-morrow; under 3 laws which are the result of ages of evolution, so uniform and so beneficent that the President has just the same rights and privileges as the artisan: we see the same hellish growth of hatred and murder which dogs equally the footstejjs of benevo- lent uKtuurclis and l)lood-stained despots. How many countries can join with us in tlie community of a kindred sorrow! I will not s])eak of those distant regions where assassination enters into the daily life of government. But among the nations bound to us by the ties of familiar intercoiirse — who can forget that wise and high-minded Autocrat who had earned the proxid title of the Liberator':' that enlightened and magnanimous citizen whom France still mourns':' that brave and chivalrous King of Italy who only lived for his people':' and. saddest of all. that lovely and sorrowing Empress, whose harmless life could hardly have ex- cited tlie animosity of a demon. Against that devilish .spirit nothing avails — neither virtue, nor patriotism, nor age nor youth, nor conscience nor pity. We can not even say that education is a sufficient safeguard against this baleful evil — for most of the WTetches whose crimes have so shocked humanity in recent years are men not unlettered, who have gone from the common schools, through murder, to the scaffold. Our minds can not discern the origin, nor conceive the extent of wickedness so perverse and so cruel: but this does not exempt us from the diity of trying to control and counteract it. We do not understand what electricity is; whence it comes or what its hid- den properties may lie. But we know it as a mighty force for good or evil — and so with the painful toil of years, men of learn- ing and skill have labored to store and to subjugate it. to neiitral- ize. and even to employ its destructive energies. This problem of anarchy is dark and intric.ite. but it ought to be within the com- pass of democratic government — althoiigh no sane mind can fathom the mysteries of these untracked and orbitless natures — to guard against their aberrations, to take away from them the hope of escape, the long hixury of scandalous days in court, the unwholesome sympathy of hysterical degenerates, and so by de- grees to make the crime not worth committing, even to these ab- normal and distorted soiils. It would 1)6 presumptiious for me in this presence to suggest the details of remedial legislation for a malady so malignant. That task may safely be left to the skill and i^atience of the Na- tional Congress, which have never been found imeqiial to any such emergency. The country believes that the memory of three mur- dered comrades of yours — all of whose voices still haunt these walls — will b^ a sufficient inspiration to enable you to solve even this abstruse and painful prol)leni. which has dimmed so many pages of history with blood and with tears. Before an audience less symiiathetic than this. I should not dare to speak of that great career which we have met to commemo- rate. But we are all his friends, and friends do not criticise each other's words about an open grave. I thank you for the honor you have done me in inviting me here, and not less for the kind forbearance I know I sliall have from you in my most inadequate efforts to .s])('ak of liim woi-thily. The life of William McKinley was. from his birth to his death, typically American. There is no enviromnent, I should say, any- where else in the world which could ])roduce just such a charac- ter. He was Ijorn into that way of life which elsewhere is called the middle class, but which in this country is so nearly universal as to make of other classes an almost negligible (juantity. He was neither rich nor poor, neither proud nor humble; he knew no hunger he was not sure of satisfying, no luxury which could enervate mind or body. His parents were sober. God-fearing people; intelligent and upright; without pretension and without humility. He grew up in the company of boys like himself; wholesome, honest, self-respecting. They looked down on no- body; they never felt it possible they could be looked down upon. Their houses were the homes of probity, piety, patriotism. They learned in the acjmirable school readers of fifty years ago the les- sons of heroic.and splendid life which have come down from the past. They read in their weekly newspapers the story of the world's progress, in which they were eager to take part, and of the sins and wrongs of civilization with which they burned to do battle. It was a serious and thoughtful time. The boys of that day felt dimly, but deeply, that days of sharp struggle and high achievement were before them. They looked at life with the wondering yet resolute eyes of a young esquire in his vigil of arms. They felt a time was coming when to them should be ad- dressed the stern admonition of the Apostle, '" Qiiit you like men; be strong.'' It is not easy to give to those of a later generation any clear idea of that extraordinary spiritual awakening which passed over the country at the first red signal fires of the Civil War. It was not our earliest apocalypse: a hundred years before the nation had been revealed to itself, when after long discussion and miTch searching of heart the people of the colonies had resolved that to live without liberty was worse than to die. and had therefore wagered in the solemn game of war "their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor." In a stress of heat and labor unut- terable, the country had been hammered and welded together; but thereafter for nearly a century there had been nothing in our life to touch the innermost fountain of feeling and devotion; we had had rumors of wars — even wars we had had, not withoiit sacrifices and glory — but nothing which went to the vital self- consciousness of the country, nothing which challenged the na- tion's right to live. But in 1860 the nation was going down into the Valley of Decision. The question which had been debated on thousands of platforms, which had been discussed in countless piiblications, which, thundered from innumerable pulpits, had caused in their congregations the bitter strife and dissension to which only cases of conscience can give rise, was everywhere pressing for solution. And not merely in the various channels of piTblicity was it alive and clamorous. About every fireside in the land, in the conversation of friends and neighbors, and, deeper still, in the secret of millions of human hearts, the battle of opinion was waging; and all men felt and saw — with more or less clear- ness — that an answer to the importunate question. Shall the nation live? was due, and not to be denied. And I do not mean that in the North alone there was this austere wrestling with conscience. In the South as well, below all the effervescence and excitement of a people perhaj^s more given to eloquent speech than we were, there was the profound agony of question and answer, the sum- mons to decide whether honor and freedom did not call them to revolvition and war. It is easy for partisanship to say that the (i one side was right and that the other was wrong. It is still easier for an indolent magnanimity to say that lioth were right. Per- haps in the wide view of ethics one is always right to follow his conscience, though it lead him to disaster and death. Biit history is inexorable. She takes no account of sentiment and intention: and in her cold and luminous eyes that side is right which fights in harmony with the stars in their courses. The men are right through whose efforts and struggles the world is helped onward, and humanity moves to a higher level and a brighter day. The men who are li\-ing to-day and who were young in 1860 will never forget the glory and glamour that filled tli^ earth and the sky when the long twilight of doubt and uncertainty was ending and the time of action had come. A speech by Abraham Lincoln was an event not only of high moral significance, but of far-reach- ing importance: the 'drilling of a militia company by Ellsworth attracted national attention: the fluttering of the flag in the clear sky drew tears from the eyes of young men. Patriotism, which had been a rhetorical expression, became a passionate emotion, in which instinct, logic, and feehng were fused. The country was worth sa\ang: it could be saved only by fire; no sacrifice was too great; the young men of the country were ready for the sac- rifice; come weal, come woe, they were ready. At seventeen years of age William McKinley heard this sum- mons of his country. He was the sort of youth to whom a military life in ordinary times would possess no attractions. His nature was far different from that of the ordinary soldier. He had other dreams of life, its prizes and pleasures, than that of marches and battles. But to his mind there was no choice or question. The ban- ner floating in the morning breeze was the beckoning gesture of his country. The thrilling notes of the trumpet called him— him and none other— into the ranks. His portrait in his first uniform is familiar to you all— the short, stocky figure: the quiet, thoughtful face; the deep, dark eyes. It is the face of a lad who could not stay at home when he thought he was needed in the field. He was of the stuff of which good soldiers are made. Had he been ten years older he would have entered at the head of a company and come out at the head of a division. But he did what he could. He enlisted as a private: he learned to obey. His serious, sensible ways, his prompt, alert efficiency soon attracted the at- tention of his ^superiors. He was so faithful in little things they gave him more and more to do. He was untiring in camp and on the march: swift, cool, and fearless in fight. He left the army with field rank when the war ended, brevetted by President Lin- coln for gallantry in l)attle. In coming years when men seek to draw the moral of our great civil war nothing will seem to them so admirable in all the his- tory of of the East. Cu1)a is free. Our jiosition in the Carib- bean is assured beyoud the possilnlity of future (piestion. The doctrine called by the name of Monroe, so long derided and de- nied by alien publicists, evokes now no challenge or contradiction when uttered to the world. It has become an international tru- ism. Our sister republics to the south of us are convinced that 1 1 we desire only their peace and prosperity. Europe knows that we cherish no dreams but those of world-wide connnerce. the ben- efit of which shall he to all nations. The State is augmented, Init it threatens no nation under heaven. As to those re,i,dons wliich have come under the shadow of our flai,^ the possibility of their being damaged by such a change of circunistanci's Was in the view of McKinley a thing untJiinkable. To believe that we could not administer them to their advantage, was to turn infidel to our American faith of more than a hundred years. In dealing with foreign powers, he will take rank with the greatest of our diplomatists. It was a world of which he had little special knowledge before coming to the Presidency. But his marvelous adapability was in nothing more remarkable than in the firm grasp he immediately displayed i7i international rela- tions. In preparing for war and in the restoration of peace he was alike adroit, courteous, and far-sighted. When a sudden emergency declared itself, as in China, in a state of things of which our history furnished no precedent and international law no safe and certain precept, he hesitated not a moment to take the course marked out for him l)y considerations of humanity and the national interests. Even while the legations were fight- ing for their lives against bands of infuriated fanatics, he decided that we were at peace with China; and while that conclusion did not hinder him from taking the most energetic measures to rescue oiir imperiled citizens, it enabled him to maintain close and friendly relations with the wise and heroic viceroys of the south, whose resolute stand saved that ancient Empire from anarchy and spohation. He disposed of every question as it arose with a promptness and clarity of vision that astonished his advisers, and he never had occasion to review a judgment or reverse a decision. By patience, by firmness, by sheer reasonableness, he improved our understanding with all the great pjwers of the world, and rightly gained the blessing which belongs to the peacemakers. But the achievements of the nation in war and diplomacy are thrown in the shade by the vast economical developments which taok place during Mr. McKinley's Administration. Up to the time of his first election, the country was suffering from a long period of depression, the reasons of which I will not try to seek. But from the moment the ballots were counted that betokened his advent to power a great and momentous movement in advance declared itself along all the lines of industry and commerce. In the very month of his inauguration steel rails b(>gan to be sold at $18 a ton— one of the most significant facts of modern times. It meant that American industries had adjusted themselves to the long depression— that through the power of the race to organize and comlnne, stimulated by the conditions then prevailing, and perhaps by the prospect of legislation favoral)le to industry. America had begun to undersell th- rest of the world. The movement went on without ceasing. The President and his party kept the pledges of their platform and their canvass. The Ding- ley bill was speedily framed and set in operation. All industries responded to the new stimulus and American trade set out on its new crusade, not to conciuer the world, but to trade with it on terms advantageous to all con(;erned. I will noi: weary you with statistics; but one or two words seem necessary to show how the acts of McKinley as President kept pace with his professions as candidate. His four years of administration were costly; we car- 12 ried on a war which, thonjj-h brief, was expensive. Although we borrowed two hundred niilbons and paid onr own expenses, with- ont asking for indemnity, the effective reduction of the debt now exceeds the total of the war bonds. We pay six millions less in interest than we did before the war and no bond of the United States yields the holder 2 per cent on its market value. So much for the Government credit; and we have five hundred and forty- six millions of gross gold in the Treasury. But. coming to the development of our trade in the four Mc- Kinley years, we seem to be entering the realm of fable. In the last fiscal year our excess of exports over imports was $664,592,826. In the last four years it was §2.354.442,213. These figures are so stupendous that they mean little to a careless reader — but con- sider! The excess of exports over imports for the whole preced- ing period from ITiJO to 1897— from Washington to McKinley— was only $356,808,822. The mcst extravagant promises made by the sanguine McKin- ley advocates five years ago are left out of sight by these sober facts. The ' • debtor nation ' ' has become the chief creditor nation. The financial center of the world, which required thousands of years to journey from the Euphrates to the Thames and the Seine, seems passing to the Hudson between daybreak and dark. I will not waste your time by explaining that I do not invoke for any man the credit of this vast result^ The captain can not claim that it is he who drives the mighty steamship over the tiinil)ling billows of the trackless deep; but praise is .justly due him if he has made the best of her tremendous powers! if he has read aright the currents of the sea and the lessons of the stars. And we should be ungrateful, if in this hour of prodigioiis pros- perity we should fail to remember that William McKinley with sublime faith fcjresaw it. with indomitable courage labored for it, put his whole heart and mind into the work of bringing it about; that it was his voice which, in dark hours, rang out. heralding the coming light, as over the twilight waters of the Nile the mys- tic cry of ilemnon announced the dawn to Egypt, waking from sleep. Among the most agreeable incidents of the President's term of office were the two journeys he made to the Soiith. The moral re- union of the sectic )ns — so long and so ardently desired by him — had been initiated by the Spanish war, when the veterans of both sides, and their sons, had marched shoiilder to shoulder together under the same banner. The President in these journeys sought, with more than Tisiial eloquence and pathos, to create a sentiment which should end forever the ancient feud. He was too good a politician to expect any results in the way of votes in his favor, and he accomplished none. But for all that the good seed did not fall on barren ground. In the warm and chivalrous hearts of that generous people, the echo of his cordial and brotherly words will linger long, and his name will l)e cherished in many a house- hold where even yet the Lost Cause is worshipped. Mr. McKinley was reelected by an overwhelming majority. There had l)een little doubt of the result among well-informed people; l)ut wlien it was known, ajirofound feeling of relief and renewal .of trust were evident among the leaders of capital and of industry, not only in tliis country, but everywhere. They felt that the immediate future was secure, and that trade and com- merce might safely push forward in every field of effort and 13 enterprise. He inspired universal confidence, which is the life- blood of the commercial system of the world. It began fre- quently to be said that such a state of things ought to continue: one after another, men of prominence said that the President was his own best successor. He paid little attention to these sug- gestions imtil they were repeated by some of his nearest friends. Then he saw that one of the most cherished traditions of our pub- lic life was in danger. The generation which has seen the prophecy of the Papal throne— Non videbis annos Petri—twice contradicted by the longevity of holy men was in peril of forget- ting the unwritten law of our Republic: Thou shalt not exceed the years of Washington. The President saw it was time to speak, and in his characteristic manner he spoke, briefly, but enoiTgh. Where the lightning strikes there is no need of' itera- tion. From that hour, no one dreamed of doubting his purpose of retiring at the end of his second term, and it will be long be- fore another such lesson is required. He felt that the harvest time was come, to garner in the friiits of so much planting and culture, and he was determined that nothing he might do or say should be liable to the reproach of a personal interest. Let us say frankly he was a party man: he believed the policies advocated by him and his friends counted for much in the country's progress and prosperity. He hoped in his second term to accomplish substantial results in the de- velopment and affirmation of those policies. I spent a day with him shortly before he started on his fateful journey to Buffalo. Never had I seen him higher in hope and patriotic confidence. He was as sure of the future of his country as the Psalmist who cried "'Glorious things are spoken of thee, thou City of God." He was gratified to the heart that we had arranged a treaty which gave us a free hand in the Isthmus. In fancy he saw the canal already lauilt and the argosies of the world passing through it in peace and amity. He saw in the immense evolution of American trade the fulfillment of all his dreams, the reward of all his labors. He was — I need not say — an ardent protectionist, never more sin- cere and devoted than during those last days of his life. He re- garded reciprocity as the biilwark of protection — not a breach, but a fiTlfillment of the law. The treaties which for four years had been preparing under his personal supervision he regarded as ancillary to the general scheme. He was opposed to any revo- lutionary plan of change in the existing legislation: he was care- ful to point out that everything he had done was in faithful compliance ■unth the law itself. In that mood of high hope, of generous expectation, he went to Buffalo, and there, on the threshold of eternity, he delivered that memorable speech, worthy for its loftiness of tone, its blameless morality, its breadth of view, to be regarded as his testament to the nation. Through all his pride of country and his joy of its success, runs the note of solemn warning, as in Kipling's noble hymn, "Lest we forget." Our capacity to produce has developed so enormously and our products have so multiplied that the problem of more markets requires our urtcent and immediate attention. Only a broad and enlightened policy will keep what we have. No otlier policy will get more. In these times of marvelous Irasiness energj and gain we oii^lit to be looking to the future, strengthening the weak places in our industrial and commercial systems, that we niay be ready for any storm or strain. By sensible trade arrangements which will not interrupt our home produc- tion we shall extend the outlets for oiir increasing surplus. A system which 14 provides a mutual exchange of commodities is manifestly essential to the continued and heatlifnl growth of our export trade. We must not repose in fancied security that w j can forever sell everything and buy little or nothing. If such a thingVere possible, it wniild not ^n^ best for us or for those with whom we deaf * * * Recipi-ocity is the natural outgrowtli of our wonder- ful industrial development under the doniestir policy now firmly estaljlished. * * * The iH'riod ot cxclusiveness is past. The expansion of our trade and commerce is tin- pr.-ssing problem. Commercial wars are uni)rofitable. A policy of good will and friendly trade relations will prevent rfi)risals. Reci- procity treaties are in haruKjny with the spirit of the times; measviresof re- taliation are not. I wish I liad time to read the whole of this wise and weighty speech: nothing- I might say could give snch a picture of the President's mind and character. His years of apprenticeship had been served. He stood that day past master of the art of states- manship. He had nothing more to ask of the people. He owed them nothing but truth and faithful service. His mind and heart were purged of the temptations which beset all men engaged in the struggle to survive. In view of the revelation of his nature vouchsafed to us that day. and the fate wliich impended over him, we can only say in deep affection and solemn awe, " Blessed are the pure in heart , for they shall see God. ' " Even for that vision he w^as not unworthy. He had not long to wait. The next day sped the bolt of doom, and for a week after — in an agony of dread broken by illusive glimpses of hope thiit our prayers might be answered — the nation waited for the end. Nothing in the glorious life that we saw gradually waning was more admirable and exemplary than its close. The gentle humanity of his words, when he saw his as- sailant in danger of summary vengeance, "'Don't let them htirt him:"" his chivalrotis care that the new^s should be broken gently to his wife: the fine courtesy with which he apologized for the damage which his death would bring to the great Exhibition; and the heroic resignation of his final words, "" It is God's way. His will, not ours, be done."" were all the instinctive expressions of a nature so lofty and so pure that pride in its nobility at once soft- ened and enhanced the nation"s sense of loss. The Republic grieved over stich a son — but is proud forever of having produced him. After all. in spite of its tragic ending, his life was extraor- dinarily ha])iiy. He had. all his days, troops of friends, the cheer of fame and fruitful labor: and he became at last — " On fortune's crowning slope, "The pillar of a people's hope, "The center of a world's desire." He was fortunate even in his untimely death, for an event so tragical called the world imperatively to the immediate study of his life and character, and thus anticipated the sure praises of posterity. Every young and growing people has to meet, at moments, the probleuis of its destiny. Whether the (luestion comes, as in Eg>'pt, from a sphinx, symbol of the hostile forces of omnipotent nature, who punishes with instant death our failure to under- stand her meaning: or whether it comes, as in Jerusalem, from the Lord of Hosts, who commands the building of His temple, it comes always with the warning that the jmst is past, and ex- perience vain. ■■ Your fathers, wliere are they? and the prophets, do they live forever':*"" Tlie fatliers are dead: the pi'ox)hets are silent: the (piestions are new. and have no answer but in time. "When the horny outside case wliich protects the infancy of a 15 chrysalis nation siTtldenly bursts, and. in a single abrupt shock, it finds itself floating on wings wliich had not existed before, whose strength it has never tested, among dangers it can not foresee and is without experience to measure, every motion is a problem, and every hesitation may be an error. The past gives no clue to the future. The fathers, where are they? and the prophets, do they live forever? We are ourselves the fathers! We are our- selves the prophets! The questions that are put to us we must answer without delay, without help — for the sphinx allows no one to pass. At such moments we may be humbly grateful to have had leaders simple in mind, clear in vision — as far as human vision can safely extend — penetrating in knowledge of men, supple and flexilile under the strains and pressures of society, instinct with the energy of new life and untried strength, cautious, calm, and, above all. gifted in a supreme degree with the most surely victo- rious of all political virtiies — the genius of infinite patience. The obvious elements which enter into the fame of a public man are few and by no means recondite. The man who fills a great station in a period of change, who leads his country successfully through a time of crisis: who. by his power of persuading and controlling others, has been able to command the best thought of his age. so as to leave his country in a moral or material condi- tion in advance of where he foimd it — such a man's po.sition in history is secure. If, in addition to this, his written or spoken words possess the subtle quality which carry them far and lodge them in men's hearts: and. more than all. if his utterances and actions, while informed wath a lofty morality, are yet tinged with the glow of hiiman sympathy, the fame of such a man will shine like a beacon through the mists of ages — an object of reverence, of imitation, and of love. It should be to us an occasion of solemn pride that in the three great crises of our history such a man was not denied us. The moral value to a nation of a re- nown such as Washington's and Lincoln's and McKinley's is beyond all computation. No loftier ideal can be held up to the emulation of ingenuous youth. With such examples we can not be wholly ignoble. Grateful as we maybe for what they did. let lis be still more grateful for what they were. While our daily being, our public policies, still feel the influence of their work, let us pray that in our spirits their lives may be voluble, calling us upward and onward. There is not one of us but feels prouder of his native land be- cause the august figure of Washington presided over its begin- nings: no one but vows it a tenderer love becaiise Lincoln poiired out his blood for it: no one but must feel his devotion for his country renewed and kindled when he remembers how McKinley loved, revered, and served it, showed in his life how a citizen should live, and in his last hoiir taught us how a gentleman could die. o LIBRARY OF CONGRESS 013 788 297 8