LIBRARY OF THE 
 
 UNIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS 
 
 AT URBANA-CHAMPAIGN 
 
 IN MEMORY OF 
 
 STEWART S. HOWE 
 
 JOURNALISM CLASS OF 1928 
 
 STEWART S. HOWE FOUNDATION
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS
 
 Frank Wakely Gunsaulus, 1915
 
 GUNSAULUS 
 
 Here have I come, alone, to mourn my Friend 
 And yours, O ye who dwell immortally 
 In this loved "Poets' Corner"; for 'tis ye 
 That should to my lone grief your presence lend, 
 Ye, who the most enduring words have penned 
 In memory of friends. O sing for me 
 Of him, who's worthy in the company 
 Of those you've sung, eternity to spend. 
 "He knew, himself, to build the lofty rhyme," 
 
 But, better still, he knew the spirit's speech 
 With which to stir the men of his own time; 
 
 He knew the flaming word to preach and teach. 
 "The Word made Flesh" — his Master's mystery; 
 "The Flesh made Word," this was his ministry. 
 
 John H. Finley. 
 Westminster Abbey 
 April 3, 1921.
 
 3n iWtmoriam 
 
 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 1856-1921 
 
 CHICAGO, ILLINOIS 
 1921
 
 Copyright, 1921 
 
 BY 
 
 Mrs. F. W. Gunsatjltjs
 
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 C^^llp<l 
 
 CONTENTS 
 
 Sonnet 
 
 Dr. John H. Finley iii 
 
 Introductory Tribute 
 
 Dr. S. Parkes Cadman of Central Church, Brooklyn, N. Y. . . 1 
 
 Funeral Oration, March 19, 1921 
 
 Rev. Charles W. Gilkey of Hyde Park Baptist Church, Chicago. 12 
 
 Funeral Oration, March 19, 1921 
 
 Dr. Frederick F. Shannon of Central Church, Chicago . . .23 
 
 Prayer 
 
 Rev. Charles W. Gilkey of Hyde Park Baptist Church, Chicago. . 32 
 
 Biographical Data 34 
 
 Memorial Address, Central Church, April 3, 1921. 
 
 Dr. Newell D. Hillis of Plymouth Church, Brooklyn . . .34 
 
 Memorial Addresses 
 
 Delivered at Memorial Service, Auditorium, Chicago, April 24, 1921 
 
 Introductory Remarks 
 
 By Chairman Hon. Frank O. Lowden 42 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus, the Minister 
 
 Bishop Frank Bristol of the Methodist Church . . . .44 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus, the Educator 
 
 Professor Louis C. Monin, Dean of Armour Institute of 
 Technology 53 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus, the Art Lover 
 
 Charles L. Hutchinson, President of Board of Trustees of the 
 Art Institute of Chicago 63 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus, the Citizen 
 
 Edgar A. Bancroft, Illinois Bar Association . . . - 73 
 
 Resolutions Adopted, Read By 
 
 Bernard E. Sunny, President of the Board of Trustees of 
 Central Church, Chicago 83 
 
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 CONTENTS 
 
 Memorial Address 
 
 Delivered at Ohio Wesleyean University, June 12, 1921 
 
 Dr. Clarence T. Brown, Pastor of Austin Congregational 
 
 Church 88 
 
 Speech of Presentation op Bronze Memorial Tablet 
 
 Gift of the Associated Fire Underwriters of the United States, 
 Oct. 5, 1921 
 
 Wellington R. Townley 99 
 
 Speech of Acceptance on Behalf of the Armour Institute 
 OF Technology. 
 
 Dean Howard Raymond, Acting President 101 
 
 Resolutions 
 
 American Association of Engineers 105 
 
 Armour Institute of Technology, Board of Trustees . . . 105 
 
 Armour Institute of Technology, Faculty 106 
 
 Armour Institute of Technology, Alumni 107 
 
 Armour Mission, Mystique Pleasure Club 108 
 
 Arion Musical Club 108 
 
 Art Institute of Chicago 70 
 
 Brown Memorial Presbyterian Church 109 
 
 Brown University Club of Chicago 110 
 
 Cecilian Choir 108 
 
 Central Church 110 
 
 Chicago Association of Commerce 117 
 
 Chicago Church Federation 118 
 
 Chicago Congregational Club 120 
 
 Chicago Congregational Ministerial Union 122 
 
 Delta Tau Delta, Armour Chapter 124 
 
 Field Museum of Natural History, Board of Trustees . .125 
 
 Field Museum of Natural History, Department of Anthropology 126 
 
 First Congregational Church of Austin 126 
 
 First Presbyterian Church 127 
 
 Johns Hopkins University — Northwestern Alumni Association 128 
 
 Kehilath Anshe Mayriv 129 
 
 McCormick Thelogical Seminary 129 
 
 Memorial Exercises in Auditorium 83 
 
 Ohio Wesleyan University 130 
 
 Phi Kappa Sigma, Alpha Epsilon Chapter 131 
 
 University of Chicago 132 
 
 Young Men's Christian Association of Chicago .... 133 
 
 Sonnet 
 
 Beatrice Gunsaulus Merriman 134 
 
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 LIST OF PLATES 
 
 Facing Page 
 
 Frontispiece. 1915 ■ . . iii 
 
 Portrait by Louis Betts, 1902 44 
 
 Owned by the Art Institute of Chicago. 
 
 Portrait by Arvid Nyholm. 1920 63 
 
 Owned by the Ohio Wesleyan University. 
 
 Portrait — Taken in Athletic Field of Armour Institute of Technology 
 on the occasion of the departure of the 1st Company of Armour 
 Engineers for France, and the reading of America's answer to 
 Germany, "Give me your sword." 1918. 73 
 
 Memorial Tablet — 1921 99 
 
 Owned by the Armour Institute of Technology. 
 
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 INTRODUCTORY TRIBUTE 
 
 By S. Parkes Cadman 
 
 I WOULD fain convey to others wlio were not so for- 
 tunate as I have been, a true impression of this splendid 
 and beautiful son and servant of the Most High. For it 
 has been a part of life's good for me that I knew him well 
 and followed his noble and eloquent ministry for thirty 
 years. At first I watched him with enthusiastic admiration, 
 then I studied him w4th warm approval, and for twenty and 
 more of those years I have cherished him with fond affec- 
 tion. But I find it exceedingly diflBcult to appraise Dr. 
 Gunsaulus rightly. He meant so much to me that my 
 critical faculties are silenced by my heart. Perhaps one can 
 best begin by saying that the various and repeated proofs 
 he gave of his genius for sacred oratory rank him definitely 
 among the masters of speech in our age. The waste of 
 energies and gifts by many of his contemporaries intensifies 
 one's gratification in this great ambassador of God who has 
 risen in proportion to the obstacles he had to surmount, 
 and surpassed the most sanguine expectations of his sup- 
 porters. I seem to see him again as I saw him more than 
 a quarter of a century past, when his theme at the Mother 
 Chautauqua, where Bishop John Heyle Vincent presided, 
 was based on the articles of Browning's faith and the 
 significance of his spiritual idealism. How full of eager 
 warrior-like grandeur he was! Marching straight against 
 the opponents of the poet's transcendentalism, with sword 
 in hand and cuirass shining in the sunlight. All that was 
 ardent, brilliant, adventurous, compelling, every exploit 
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 of a rich imagination fed with facts and tinged with ro- 
 manticism belongs to that memory. I see him the second 
 time toward the close of his wondrous day, when its even- 
 tide was nearer than we suspected who wished him a long 
 and mellow interval which death should linger to disturb. 
 On this occasion he had ceased to contemplate questions 
 from a combative standpoint. He had not lost his own con- 
 victions; indeed, on the contrary, they were the more 
 tenaciously held because he had entered into and analysed 
 the convictions of others. The vibration and the innate 
 dignity of his striking words were still to the front. But 
 there was a maturity in his utterance which Time's amelior- 
 ations alone imparts. He had received its chastenings with- 
 out demur. There was no stain upon his spirit, no mutiny 
 against the world he loved usurped his freedom of approach 
 to the matters he discussed. His discourse was yet simple, 
 unconstrained, obedient to direct impetuous inspiration. 
 But he had learned the last art of the speaker who can con- 
 tain himself, and steer between divers impulses to find the 
 happy havens where peace and unity dwell. Pascal said 
 that one's greatness consists not in extremes of thought or 
 of oratory, but in touching those extremes while at the same 
 time filling the whole space between them. Dr. Gunsaulus 
 did this, and he had no reason to repent the caution he 
 finally inspired upon his gracious eloquence. It ripened in 
 its persuasiveness and considerateness as he entered into 
 physical suffering. The liberty of access to divine realities 
 which characterized his advancing career was well worth 
 the purchase price which he paid for it. Men and women 
 were aware of the increasing sureness of his touch of unseen 
 verities. They not only applauded, they revered him, and 
 were led by him into heavenly places with Christ Jesus 
 his Lord. 
 
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 IN ME.ArORIAM 
 
 II. 
 
 These two memories have established my friend in my 
 dearest and most treasured recollections of him. They are 
 the polarities on which numerous reminiscences turn. The 
 fascinations which he exercised over countless people he 
 early cast over me. But they are blessed in that they are 
 prolific of religious quickening. In a period when it is freely 
 asserted that the divine spark is no longer found in the 
 pulpit, I had the joy of knowing that in this prince it was 
 fanned to a flame, which lit the path for many a weary 
 wanderer in solitude and darkness. Many qualities, and 
 perhaps some faulty ones, are needed to make an orator. 
 Confidence in himself and in his cause, certainty of aflSrma- 
 tion, an authoritative manner, and even temerity of avowal, 
 are salient traits of the accomplished speaker. But Dr. 
 Gunsaulus was saved from that excess which the Greeks 
 dreaded by his consecration to the Evangel of the New 
 Testament. His power of disdain, sarcasm, irony, the flashes 
 of his vivacity and humor, were alike subjected to the obe- 
 dience which is in Christ. Truths he could neither formulate 
 nor put into literary shape were fused within him by his 
 glow of soul. Even the small change of discourse was 
 reminted by his gravity, his earnestness, his hunger for the 
 betterment of men. There is but a step between the sub- 
 lime and the ridiculous in impassioned exordiums and 
 perorations. But he never took it. When he appeared, we 
 felt that God's advocate had arrived. With him came a day 
 of decision which determined an irrevocable destiny. Solemn 
 and momentous truths, by which men and nations live, or 
 neglecting which they die, were at once arrayed before us. 
 He exalted the Everlasting Mercy and the Everlasting 
 Justice until everything pertaining to submission to the 
 Divine Will became imperative and obligatory. Tempera- 
 mentally he was susceptible to tradition, whether in beliefs 
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 or in an ancient masterpiece of art or of architecture. He 
 revelled in loveliness both in its native elements, and in 
 those elements transfigured by the human imagination. But 
 those susceptibilities which did him honor in other walks of 
 life were the hired servants of his Christian ministry. There 
 the larger meanings of existence, both here and beyond 
 the grave, were the burden of his spirit, and he philosophized 
 about them in his own manner, somewhat remote from that 
 of the metaphysicians, yet always arresting by virtue of its 
 originality. Behind his sermons and addresses one was 
 conscious of a vast hinterland, filled with singing bands, 
 bright societies, hosts of the redeemed, and of the just made 
 perfect. Yes, these angelic throngs were on our side, en- 
 listed for the spiritual renown of the race and in constant 
 communion with the lowliest traveler toward the Holy 
 City. I never heard him without wishing that the "bigness " 
 he exemplified and the radiance he emitted were more usual 
 than they are in my vocation. Then I bethought myself 
 that here was a spirit of marked excellence, compact of the 
 humanities, filled with the sympathies which only a capa- 
 cious and burning heart can maintain. Evidently he was in- 
 tended by his Maker for the communication of the general 
 mind of faith and charity. Had I been requested to name 
 the American divine who best understood and made articulate 
 the religious aspirations of his country, I should have named 
 Dr. Gunsaulus. I am not referring to the philosophical or 
 the theological mind, but to what is of more consequence 
 than either; to the mind which expresses the spiritual in- 
 stincts and tendencies of the mass. In this respect millions 
 would have gladly consented that he should be their spokes- 
 man. It behooves us to discover, if we may, the explanation 
 for his premiership, since too many clergymen contend for 
 it and contend lawfully, but with insufficient furnishings. 
 
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 IN MEMORIAM 
 
 III. 
 
 It is quite appropriate to emphasize his physical gifts 
 and the resihency of his nervous resources. Like Phillips 
 Brooks, he had a kingly presence, and came to his ceaseless 
 tasks confessedly dominant in build, demeanor, gesture, 
 and voice. His delivery helped to guarantee what he asserted . 
 His countenance was the index of the soul that informed its 
 mobile features with benevolent force. Exquisite cadences 
 of hope, pathos and solicitation alternated with those stormy 
 passages in which the prophet whose conscience was awake 
 to righteousness insisted upon the insurgent necessity of 
 its realization in others. His gifts of expression and trans- 
 mission were widely various, dependent upon his moods, 
 commingling stately phrases of the older sort of oratory 
 with familiar allusions and haunting sentences containing 
 an ethereal music. He had the capital faculty of blending 
 the infinite with the commonplace. Like most of us, but 
 in far ampler and more dramatic ways, in him there was a 
 two-sided being. He dreamt his dream, fastidious and at 
 intervals almost fanciful, seemingly more fitting for a re- 
 cluse or a scholastic than for the active aims of a busy and 
 practical generation. But he could translate that dream 
 with sagacious and careful forecasts of current events, and 
 a radical application to them. Political, social, patriotic 
 and international interests were viewed by him as provinces 
 of the one divine Kingdom, which had right of entrance and 
 rule wherever the feet of men have trodden. When he 
 preached, moral and spiritual landscapes which everybody 
 recognized with delight were portrayed. Statesmen, phi- 
 lanthropists, warriors, and literary celebrities whose names 
 are household words were liberally mentioned. But ever 
 and anon he would revert to his personal experiences of God, 
 and of the Son of God, and of His regenerating sovereignty 
 through the Cross and the Resurrection. Then the veil 
 
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 was rent in twain, the horizons lifted, and the distant vistas 
 of spiritual development were glimpsed only to be lost in 
 their own glory. These were the golden moments of his 
 priesthood and of his prophecy, too sacred to be frequently 
 repeated or too closely scrutinized. In summary, his pulpit 
 ministry was conspicuous for its clear interpretations of the 
 hidden man of the heart. These interpretations were made 
 possible by his embodiment of the highest humanity in 
 the Risen Lord of all life. He loved men as he received them 
 in their Creator. He had the greater love which discerned 
 their Creator in men. Nor is it strange that thus believing 
 and thus loving very really and absorbingly, he should have 
 adored Christ as the universal Saviour of men, or have taken 
 characters like Lincoln and Savonarola as his mentors. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Because of his position as the most prominent preacher 
 of the Middle West, if not of the nation, he felt free to com- 
 bine with his pastoral responsibilities the more extended 
 service which widened his opportunities for preaching. He 
 did not restrict his scope to Chicago, or keep for the local 
 church what was intended for mankind. He was at his 
 best in the sanctuary. But the platform was also his chosen 
 resort. There he extolled justice, denounced the false gods 
 of democracy, rebuked leaders of the State who were inimical 
 to its welfare, and raised the life of the people to higher levels 
 of intelligence and morality. The breadth of his ministry 
 was entirely harmonious with its depth and vitality. He 
 visited colleges, Chautauquan and church assemblies, strug- 
 gling or successful churches and metropolitan or rural 
 centers with the light of the Eternal streaming from his 
 fervent words. In that light he walked, by which I mean that 
 he took an actual road, loyally pursuing it as he went, pitying 
 and helping the deprived and the obscure, as well as ex- 
 horting and admonishing the rich and the famous. His 
 
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 IN MEMORIAM 
 
 melodious voice, his knowledge of all ranks and conditions 
 of men and of much of the best the world has in it, and his 
 unforgettable descriptions of its renowned personalities 
 and transitions gave him a place upon the American platform 
 which was second to none. Disengaged from the petty and 
 the temporary, he gained a legitimate influence in all com- 
 monwealths of the Republic, a place which was never 
 accommodated to the weaknesses of popular audiences. 
 Those who cannot emulate him in this enterprise should 
 be chary of reflecting upon it. John Wesley rebelled against 
 parochial boundaries after witnessing the comparative failure 
 of his father's prolonged and faithful tenure as Rector at 
 Epworth. Dr. Gunsaulus might also have said with a slightly 
 different meaning, "The world is my parish." His soul of 
 fire encased in a frame of steel, his profound religiousness, his 
 craving for laborious exertion, his consuming sense of 
 responsibility for life and the open doors it set before him 
 enabled him to communicate good to an amazing extent. 
 At every turn in his prodigious toil one finds the same strong 
 pulse of service. The financial rewards it brought him were 
 lightly held. He disbursed them for museums, needy in- 
 stitutions of learning, students who were ambitious to ob- 
 tain an education, and brethren of the ministry who recall 
 his unostentatious generosity with gratitude. In the vortex 
 of his daily life he steadfastly clung to the belief that the 
 Almighty had used him for the purposes I. have indicated, 
 and afforded him special aid and guidance. Two considera- 
 tions present themselves here. First, Dr. Gunsaulus evi- 
 dently acquiesced in Dr. Lyman Abbott's statement that 
 no man can be a truly great cleric today who is not a great 
 citizen. When he was translated to the rest for which he 
 longed, he was the first citizen of Chicago, and one of the 
 first hundred of the nation. The second observation is that 
 contrary to the opinion of some academic and technical 
 authorities the conveyance of sound learning and healthy 
 
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 conception to the average man and woman requires more 
 intellectual ability than the ordinary college professorship 
 requires. Thomas Huxley admitted as much as this after 
 giving his well-known lectures upon science to the intensely 
 interested working men of London. What Huxley did for 
 thousands in London our beloved friend did for millions 
 everywhere in the United States. He taught young men and 
 women of the commercial and industrial classes to strive 
 for moral and spiritual self-improvement. All sumptuary 
 reforms, all educational, social and political movements 
 found in him a first rate pleader. The making of the new 
 heaven and the new earth which seers visioned from afar 
 was for him an immediate and paramount duty. Christians 
 by the law of their profession, as he believed, were bound to 
 contend and work for God and humanity. To this matchless 
 cause he yielded himself as a cheerful and a voluntary sacri- 
 fice. Had he chosen to confine himself to the oversight of a 
 single city church, who doubts that he could have lived 
 longer but to lesser purpose. But as he advanced from one 
 scene of oratorical triumph to another, his knightly spirit 
 remained sincere, lowly, fraternal, modest. Under all 
 phases of his life and beneath the most trying conditions, he 
 was changeless in his masculine response to the demands 
 made upon him and in his almost feminine concern for the 
 needy. The same resolution to be worthy, the same un- 
 varying witness to whatsoever things are pure, lovely, and of 
 good report were his guardian virtues. Upon the platform 
 or in the sacred spot where Time and Eternity meet, Dr. 
 Gunsaulus was always the prophet and messenger of his God. 
 
 V. 
 
 In estimating him one should consider that he was 
 ubiquitous. A preacher, a lecturer, an author, a novelist, an 
 historian, a lover of art, a connoisseur of china and Persian 
 pottery, collector of tapestries and of valuable manuscripts, 
 
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 IN ]MEMORIA:\r 
 
 versed in book lore, and conversant with not a few of the 
 notable epochs of ecclesiasticalism — the mere enumeration 
 of his pursuits is an astonishing process. In addition to his 
 clerical and lecturing duties, he was instrumental in the erec- 
 tion of the Armour Institute of Teclinologj^ the well-known 
 school for young men which the late P. D. Armour built and 
 endowed after hearing a sermon by Dr. Gunsaulus which 
 emphasized the need for such a foundation. Of this Institute 
 Dr. Gunsaulus became the President, and after he had re- 
 linquished the pastorate of Central Church he turned to the 
 Institute with relief and the intention to concentrate himself 
 upon its still more prosperous growth. But it was not to be. 
 WTiile his powers were at the top, and when he had made for 
 himself a unique place in the councils of the church and of 
 the nation, the mighty summons came, suddenly, and, for 
 him, most mercifully, the end of things earthly came. Few 
 men of our time have bestowed upon us the fruits of a more 
 versatile intellect, with a prodigality of talents purged by 
 pain and disciplined by effort ever placed at the disposal of 
 his countrjTnen. From his youthful period, wherein kneeling 
 at a Methodist altar, he saw the Lord and was received by 
 Him, to the last hour of his sixty and more years of life 
 here, Frank Wakely Gunsaulus stamped his personality 
 and his ideas upon the religious development of this Re- 
 public. He being dead, yet speaketh. The charm, the mag- 
 netism, the buoyancy, the wealth of his friendship out- vies 
 the meagerness of my delineation. This constancy through 
 good and evil almost bewilders one. The law of kindness 
 was wTitten on his heart. Urbanity, generosity and an 
 unescapable good will toward all and sundry were the pre- 
 vailing notes of his private intercourse and conversation. 
 My love for him lames my pen. As I lay it aside and ponder 
 what I have written, I am chagrined by my ill-starred 
 attempt to reveal to others the secret of a life which made 
 so many live anew, and of a man who gave the divine gospel 
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 new distinction, and indicated fresh methods for its heralds. 
 Suffice it to say that if we never cease to love those whom we 
 lose, we can never lose those whom we thus love. In that 
 hope, which will not shame us, let us keep our vigil until the 
 day of restitution, and of the perfecting of the fellowship 
 of the saints in light. 
 
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 ORDER OF FUNERAL SERVICES 
 
 THE funeral services for Dr. Frank Wakely Gunsaulus 
 were held at the New England Congregational Church, 
 Chicago, Saturday, March 19, 1921, Dr. Frederick F. Shan- 
 non officiating, assisted by Dr. Clarence T. Brown and 
 Rev. Charles W. Gilkey. 
 
 Processional: "For all the Saints who 
 from their labors rest." . 
 
 Scripture Reading and prayer . 
 
 "Lead Kindly Light." Pugh Evans 
 
 Scripture reading 
 
 The Public Aspects of Dr. Gunsaulus' 
 Character 
 
 "Crossing the Bar." Protheroe 
 
 The Personality of Dr. Gunsaulus 
 
 "Then round about the Starry Throne." 
 Handel 
 
 Prayer 
 
 Recessional: Beethoven's Funeral March 
 
 Central Church Chorus. 
 Dr. Frederick F. Shannon. 
 Central Church Chorus. 
 Dr. Clarence T. Brown. 
 
 Rev. Charles W. Gilkey. 
 Central Church Chorus 
 Dr. Frederick F. Shannon. 
 
 Central Church Chorus. 
 Rev. Charles W. Gilkey- 
 
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 ADDRESS 
 
 By Rev. Charles W. Gilkey 
 
 TT is many more than members of Central Church who 
 -■■ have been passing through this place this morning by 
 the hundreds, and throng it this afternoon. It is manj^ more 
 than students and faculty and graduates of Armour Institute, 
 hundreds of whom have been here, thousands of whom would 
 have been here if they could. It is many more than the 
 lovers in this city of the "ancient beautiful things" that he 
 also loved, who love him because he loved those things. 
 It is many more than the unnumbered men and women, and 
 younger people especially, who through thirty-four years of 
 crowded ministry he has personally helped. These are all 
 here today. We are a company of Chicagoans of every creed 
 and race, of all walks and stations, who have known this 
 for a great man while he has lived and worked among us 
 these thirty-four years ; and we have gathered here today to 
 show our honor and our love for one of the foremost in a 
 very small group of men who have done more than any 
 others to make Chicago what it is today, and what in the 
 years to come it is going to be. 
 
 But we who are fellow-citizens and friends of his here in 
 Chicago, are only a fractional respresentation of the minds 
 and hearts that are here with us in spirit today. Only 
 yesterday, in Indianapolis, a man came to me and said with 
 breaking voice, "Our dear Dr. Gunsaulus is gone." And 
 all over the cities and towns of the Central West, from Ohio 
 where he was born to the prairie states where he loved to 
 speak, men and women, singly and in groups, with tender 
 eye and grateful heart, have realized these last forty-eight 
 
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 IX MEMORIAM 
 
 hours what we instinctively feel here today, — that one of 
 the notable Americans of his generation has been taken from 
 among us. 
 
 The shock of his going has come too suddenly, and our 
 eyes who loved him are still too full of tears, for us to see 
 clearly yet the true bigness of this mighty man. Only 
 later, as Dr. Shannon has said, in the perspective and with 
 the poise of some adequate memorial gathering, can worthy 
 expression be given to what he has meant to our city and to 
 our country, — and to ourselves. 
 
 But already, even in this present shock and sorrow, one 
 or two things are plain. There is no single measure, there is 
 no one dimension, that will suffice to estimate the heroic 
 size of his personality and his career. 
 
 Some men are great for what they accomplish; and it 
 falls to me today to speak of this aspect of his greatness, — 
 his public achievements. Some men are great because of 
 what they are; and Dr. Shannon will speak of his per- 
 sonality and character, which strike me as perhaps the most 
 conspicuous aspects of his greatness. But, after all, the 
 two sides of the man are really inseparable. We cannot 
 understand what he has accomplished except as we come to 
 know and love the manv-sided richness of his nature; and we 
 can never measure the force and power of his dynamic 
 personality except in terms of the impact which he has 
 made on the life of this city, this nation, and this genera- 
 tion. 
 
 Think for a moment of the situation he found here when 
 he first came to Chicago in 1887, thirty-four years ago. The 
 great fire was sixteen years behind; and during those years 
 the restless energies of our strenuous folk had been devoted 
 to rebuilding and getting ready to go ahead. Everybody 
 knows that the most marked characteristic of the city we 
 live in is the driving energy which has taken as its appropriate 
 motto, "/IFzVZ." 
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 But " I Will" what? What was to become the expression, 
 the outlet, the product, of this driving and contagious energy 
 that is the very pulse of our city's life? That was a crucial 
 question in Chicago's history back in 1887. You remember 
 those six memorable adjectives in which one of our own poets 
 has described our city then and since: — 
 
 "Gigantic, wilful, young 
 
 "With restless, violent hands and casual tongue." 
 
 And all that youth and restlessness and energy which for 
 sixteen years had been spent in recovering from the great 
 fire, were just beginning to accumulate and gather pent-up 
 force, ready for some new and larger expression of the city's 
 ambition and aspirations. What was that to be? 
 
 It would have been all too easy for this driving energy to 
 expend itself simply in making and then in spending money. 
 Chicago might have become the most aggravated example 
 in the modern world of a merely sordid commercialism, 
 accompanied perhaps by a frivolity and futility in spending 
 money that would have been the natural reaction of the 
 restless energy spent in getting it. 
 
 The greatest thing that Dr. Gunsaulus, and the little 
 group of men among whom he was a natural leader, did for 
 Chicago in those critical years of her history was to take a 
 decisive part in answering these fundamental questions 
 and answering them right. He did two great things for us, 
 in fact. He reinforced our characteristic enthusiasm with 
 his own tremendous initiation and will; who among us was 
 such a dynamo of incessant energy and activity as he? That 
 was why he felt at home in Chicago from the first hour, — 
 and why Chicago loved and was ready to follow him from 
 that same hour. But even more important than his energy 
 was his direction. He and his friends opened the eyes and 
 stirred the heart of our then adolescent city, in just the 
 critical "middle teens" of her history, to a vision of life 
 larger and richer and deeper than any purpose of her younger 
 
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 IN MEMORIAM 
 
 years. The development of the whole higher life of Chicago 
 since the World's Fair — humanitarian, educational, musical, 
 and artistic — of which we are so justly proud, has been due 
 in no small measure to the inspiration and guidance of this 
 little group of men, and not least of this man. 
 
 Perhaps we shall recognize the truth of all this more 
 quickly if it is put in a form familiar enough to a city that 
 boasts of having become within a few decades the world's 
 greatest railroad centre. The traffic of our city's life was 
 getting too big for a single track of commercial progress 
 alone. We had come to the junction point where the ways 
 divided with possibilities upward and aside and down. A 
 group of strong hands, of which his were two of the strong- 
 est, seized the switch and threw it, — and the city took the 
 upward track. 
 
 It would take hours to do justice to that great contribu- 
 tion as it has been rendered through all the diverse phases 
 of Dr. Gunsaulus' lifetime of service in Chicago. It was 
 true, first and foremost, of his moral and religious leadership. 
 He was always and essentially a preacher. In twelve years 
 in Plymouth pulpit (and they were the great years of the 
 World's Fair period) and then in twenty years at Central 
 Church, which he made the foremost American pulpit 
 west of New York City, he gave to the moral convictions 
 and the religious life of this metropolis of the Central West 
 their most influential guidance and their most eloquent 
 expression. 
 
 Large and rapidly growing towns, — I suppose that most 
 of us can think of examples in contemporary American life 
 very easily become hot-houses for strange religious sects, 
 and vaudeville stages for bizarre religious leaders. Chicago 
 also has not been without its tendencies and temptations in 
 both directions. But it is due to this great spiritual prophet 
 more perhaps than to any other minister in our history, 
 that the main current of our moral and religious life has 
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 never been thus diverted or perverted. He preached for 
 twenty years from the Auditorium stage to an aggregate of 
 more than a million and a half of people; but that un- 
 conventional platform was under his feet always a real 
 pulpit, and never a vaudeville stage for sensation. This 
 prophet of the Lord has faced these men and women Sunday 
 after Sunday with the great elemental moral truths on which 
 alone human life can be safelv based, and with the eternal 
 verities of the Christian faith in all their simplicity and 
 grandeur. 
 
 What is true of his moral and religious leadership has 
 been no less true of his intellectual leadership. We all re- 
 member the storv that Matthew Arnold used to tell about 
 one of our fellow- citizens, who was not at all sure what cul- 
 ture was, but did feel sure that if Chicago ever got interested 
 in culture, it would "make her hum." In all gratitude, let it 
 be acknowledged today that this rich and well-stored mind 
 and this great nature have helped mightily to show this city 
 of ours what culture is. Other men may have done more to 
 deepen and extend our knowledge, just as other men in the 
 religious sphere may have borne more heavily the brunt 
 of theological controversy and marched further in the van 
 of religious progress; but this man has done something yet 
 more important. He has made men and women by the 
 thousand in this city, and by the tens of thousands in this 
 country, want to know more about "the best that has been 
 thought and said in the world," — just as he has made them 
 want to know more about the right and the love and the 
 truth of God. 
 
 And what is true of his intellectual leadership among us, 
 is true of his contributions to the institutional life of our 
 city. At every point in our humanitarian and social organiza- 
 tion he has been one of the builders. He set Central Church 
 full in the center of the city's life, and kept it there. He 
 caught and temporarily carried out twenty-five years ago 
 
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 the vision that has since been permanently reaHzed in the 
 Sunday Evening Chib. He was the guide in its earher days 
 of the Armour Mission, and the creator of the Glenwood 
 Home School. There is hardly one of those philanthropies, 
 those benevolent and humanitarian enterprises of which in 
 later years our city has been increasingly' and with increasing 
 justice proud, to which he has not contributed at some time 
 or other, kindling enthusiasm and wise suggestion and strong 
 support. ^Mio can count the literal millions of money that 
 he has stirred generous men and women of this city to give 
 for the betterment and enrichment of human life, or measure 
 the stream of unselfish service that has always poured out 
 of the heart of this great lover of his fellow-men, and like 
 some spiritual Mississippi has drawn into its accumulating 
 flood countless other streams of generosity, until the whole 
 has become an organized system of blessing that has begun 
 to touch with greenness and fertility the barren and ugly 
 areas of our city's life. 
 
 And I have not spoken yet of that service to the life of 
 our city and our Central West which was nearest to his 
 heart, which he always called "the child of his hope and 
 faith," — that service as an educator which is embodied in 
 Armour Institute. Everybody knows the story of that fa- 
 mous sermon preached in Plymouth Church nearly thirty 
 years ago on the needs of the children in this growing city, 
 at the close of which Philip D. Armour came up and said to 
 the young preacher, — then onlj'^ thirty-seven years old, — 
 "Young man, do you really believe what you have said?'* 
 "Of course I do," was the answer. "Then, if you will give 
 five years of your life, I will give the money, and we will do 
 it together." 
 
 The partnership formed that day between these two 
 builders of Chicago was never broken until the senior partner 
 died. It was then taken over and enlarged by the family 
 that bears the same honored name; and though today we 
 
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 mourn the death of the junior partner, their joint enterprise 
 will go on to a future greater even than its great past. 
 That partnership of means and personality has been one of 
 the great moulding factors not only in the intellectual and 
 the educational, but in the whole human life of our city; for 
 it was dedicated to the proposition that education is not of 
 the mind alone, nor yet of the heart alone, but of the hand 
 no less, and that all three together make the truly educated 
 man. Before this Moses, who had seen from afar such a 
 vision of a new ideal and method for all-around education, 
 closed his eyes for the last time, it had been given to him also 
 to look over into a Promised Land where there shall soon 
 be built an even greater and more useful Armour Institute 
 for the years and generations to come. God grant to raise up 
 some Joshua who can lead the occupation of that Promised 
 Land which this Moses saw from afar, but has not lived to 
 enter. 
 
 I have not spoken even yet of that which is to me the 
 most amazing thing about this extraordinary man: — that 
 living spring of delight in ancient and beautiful things 
 which welled up in his heart all along the dusty pathway of 
 his busy life, and created not only there but in our Chicago 
 community and all through our Central West, oases of 
 refreshment and beauty. It was his recreation, just as golf 
 and baseball and all kinds of sport are the recreation of the 
 rest of us, to hunt out and enjoy and make accessible, beauti- 
 ful things. 
 
 Many Chicagoans know that since 1908 he has been not 
 only a Trustee and a Benefactor, but one of the really 
 moving and guiding spirits, in our own Art Institute; in 
 whose deserved honor one of its halls is named, and who 
 has himself made accessible there two collections, one of 
 Wedgwood ware and one of Near Eastern pottery, that 
 are world-famous among those who know and care for such 
 things. But not everybody knows that the story of his 
 
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 benefactions and collections is not limited to Chicago. We 
 shall have to go to Coe College at least on the west, stop off 
 then at the University of Chicago as we return eastward, and 
 be sure to keep on to his own beloved alma mater, Ohio 
 Wesleyan University, to have even a glimpse of those 
 collections of things ancient and beautiful which he has 
 given to enrich the years and the American life to come. 
 They include such various treasures as ancient pottery, 
 medieval manuscripts. Browning memorabilia, Mendels- 
 sohn scores, and original letters that have helped to make 
 American history. 
 
 Besides the inexhaustive enthusiasm and amazing erudi- 
 tion that covered all these diverse fields of art, there is one 
 other thing that ought to be mentioned here today: the 
 cost of these collections was not met by the comparatively 
 simple expedient of writing a check to tap a reservoir of 
 wealth that would be speedily and automatically refilled. 
 To understand what these things cost him, you must sit 
 some hot July evening in a country Chautauqua tent, watch 
 this man mop his forehead as he lectures on Gladstone or 
 Savonarola, realize that he faces a railroad schedule that 
 requires a change of trains in the middle of the night in 
 order to keep a similar appointment next day at some other 
 country town, and then hear him after the lecture say to 
 his companion, *' Well, that pays for one more piece of Near 
 Eastern pottery that I just could not let get out of my hands, 
 and that I wanted Chicago to keep." 
 
 When a more adequate Memorial Service is held, — and 
 especially when Dr. Gunsaulus' life is finally written, — there 
 will need to be one considerable part in it to remind us all 
 that these services to the higher life of our city, which have 
 only been touched upon here, have been paralleled in, or 
 rather extended to, the whole Central West from the 
 Alleghenies to the Rockies . There will need to be an address — 
 and a chapter — on his work as a Chautauqua speaker in 
 
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 hundreds of lectures every year to hundreds of thousands of 
 auditors, to so many of whom he has given perhaps their 
 first ghmpse of things beautiful and true and good. 
 
 And when that Memorial Service is held — and that ade- 
 quate life is written — there will need to be another chapter 
 in it on Dr. Gunsaulus' services to his country, especially 
 in the Great War. Does not your memory flash back, as 
 mine does, to that Saturday evening, March 31st, 1917, in 
 the Auditorium, when in response to a call from many of 
 our civic leaders we gathered by the thousand there to try 
 to clear our minds and hearts as to the duty of the nation 
 in the days ahead. You will recall, as I do, the mood of 
 uncertainty that was on that meeting and in our own hearts 
 until that memorable moment in his address when he did 
 what he has done on hundreds of lesser occasions and for 
 thousands of other auditors. He struck the spark that 
 kindled the meeting when he said: — "The crowns are 
 tottering upon the royal heads of Europe, and I would give 
 more tonight for the old felt hat of a President of these 
 United States than for all the headgear of all the kings across 
 the Atlantic." His intuition had penetrated to the funda- 
 mental issue of the great struggle; it was the warfare of 
 democracy against her enemies. 
 
 I happened to be in Youngstown this winter, and a 
 business man said to me there, "We still talk in this city 
 about the most marvelous address that any of us can re- 
 member. It was the one that Dr. Gunsaulus gave here when 
 we started out on our first Liberty Loan campaign." How 
 appropriate it is that one of the most characteristic and im- 
 pressive photographs of his dominating figure shows him 
 as he stood on the wooden pedestal about to speak to his 
 own boys as they left Armour Institute for the front! 
 
 In speaking of scenes that are memorable, we must not 
 forget that his services have not been limited to this city, or 
 this Central West, or even this nation. We shall hear rever- 
 
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 IN MEMORIAM 
 
 berations all the way from City Temple in London of his 
 eloquence, interpreting the two great Anglo-Saxon nations to 
 each other. And some of us will call up once more that vivid 
 scene at INIandel Hall two years ago, when a great Catholic 
 cardinal and this great Protestant prophet, both alike lovers 
 of ancient and beautiful things, bent together in their bril- 
 liant robes of oflBce to turn with loving fingers the pages of 
 the two ancient manuscripts which, at Dr. Gunsaulus' happy 
 suggestion and generous donation. Armour Institute and the 
 University of Chicago handed to Cardinal Mercier as a gift to 
 the University of Louvain, to replace the two other copies 
 that had been burned in that awful night of invasion in 1914. 
 
 Fiftj^ years ago a well-known English poet put into verse 
 the only words that to me have seemed adequate as a sum- 
 mary of Dr. Gunsaulus' services to his city, his country, and 
 his fellow-men. Arthur O'Shaughnessy's famous "Ode" 
 has become a classic expression in English literature of the 
 incalculable and indispensable service rendered by the poets 
 and prophets to mankind. 
 
 One of these stanzas fitly describes the work of this man 
 for a full generation in our city as prophet and poet and 
 spiritual pioneer; and not so long as he is remembered among 
 us, will men lightly dare to say henceforth that those who 
 wTite our verses and think our thoughts and catch our 
 visions are "impractical" men: — 
 
 "With wonderful deathless ditties 
 
 We build up the world's great cities, 
 And out of a fabulous story 
 
 We fashion an empire's glory. 
 One man with a dream, at pleasure, 
 
 Shall go forth and conquer a crown; 
 And three, with a new song's measure, 
 
 Shall trample a kingdom down." 
 
 In another stanza O'Shaughnessy suggests what Dr. 
 Gunsaulus has done for the education — and particularly 
 for the industrial education — of our city and our country : — 
 
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 "The breath of our mspiration 
 
 Is the life of each generation; 
 A wondrous thing of our dreaming, 
 
 Unearthly, impossible seeming. 
 The soldier, the king, and the peasant 
 
 Are working together in one. 
 Till our dream shall become their present, 
 
 And their work in the world be done." 
 
 Finally he gathers into one memorable summary the 
 service which this preacher of righteousness and faith has 
 rendered to his fellow men : — 
 
 ' 'They had no vision amazing 
 
 Of the goodly house they are raising; 
 They had no divine fore-showing, 
 
 Of the land to which they are going. 
 But on one man's soul it hath broken, 
 
 A light that doth not depart; 
 And his look, or a word he hath spoken. 
 
 Wrought flame in another man's heart." 
 
 Those last four lines are a fitting epitaph for our dear 
 departed friend: — 
 
 ' 'But on one man's soul it hath broken, 
 A light that doth not depart; 
 And his look, or a word he hath spoken, 
 Wrought flame in another man's heart." 
 
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 By Dr. Frederick F. Shannon 
 
 AFTER Tennyson had written that immortal poem, 
 "Crossing the Bar," and when he had come to the end 
 of Hfe, he was lying there in his great home, with the moon- 
 light falling all about him, and his finger resting upon that 
 deathless line in Cymbelline: "Hang there like fruit, my 
 soul, until the tree dies." 
 
 We are gathered here this afternoon to rest for a little 
 while beneath the shade, the kindly shade of one of the 
 greatest human trees that have grown in this city. Life is 
 full of new beginnings; but life is also full of significant 
 pauses, and this is one of those significant pauses in the lives, 
 in the hearts, of many of us today. Life is like a book. We 
 follow an enchanting, mysterious, beautiful book chapter by 
 chapter to the end, and then, one day, one hour, one golden, 
 memorable hour we reach the last sentence of the last 
 chapter, and we are never quite the same again. Our life 
 is like a highway along which the great stations of being 
 are, and we are passengers on the great train of destiny; 
 and some day the train pauses at a particular station, and 
 all the other passengers remember that one passenger got off. 
 That is a memorable day in the lives of all the other passen- 
 gers. We are the passengers today. 
 
 Here is a life that may be pictured by the vision of the 
 seer, that great, beautiful poet of the Revelation, in which 
 he saw the City of God coming down out of Heaven, a 
 perfect cube. 
 
 Which was the more wonderful side of his nature, no 
 body shall say. You say he was a great lover. Another man 
 
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 says he was a great orator. Another man says he was a 
 great preacher; another man says he was a poet; another 
 man says he was an art lover. You cannpt put your finger 
 upon the particular phase of his greatness. 
 
 So I am to speak to you this afternoon about that personal 
 touch that was the revelation of the man. Always, every- 
 where, more wonderful than anything he achieved, more 
 beautiful than anything he said was just what he was himself. 
 Personality, — that is the explanation of the man. And so, as 
 I was looking out at that lake this afternoon, — the lake which 
 he loved and of which he has written so beautifully, with its 
 sea-green splendor, I was thinking of a ripple, and then I was 
 thinking of a wave, and then I was thinking of a billow. 
 
 Think of him for a moment in that quiet inner circle, 
 where the beautiful play of his personality was over those 
 who knew him as you and I could not know him. You 
 know, my friends, there is a peculiar pathos in the life of a 
 celebrated man in the contrasting pictures that the family 
 has of the man, and the pictures that the public carry of the 
 man in their memory. For example, you say he was a great 
 citizen. There is a lonely woman here this afternoon who 
 says: "He was a great lover." You say he was a great 
 platform man. There is a little group of hearts here this 
 afternoon who know that Heaven is richer and the earth is 
 poorer, who say: "He was my father." You say he was a 
 lover of art, that he was enchanted by the beautiful, and 
 he lent a touch of beauty to everything that came within the 
 compass of his nature. There are little grandchildren who 
 say: "He was my big, joyful grandpapa and play-fellow." 
 God's throne is surrounded by the mystery of personality. 
 The greatest achievement in the universe is personality. 
 It is here that we find the spell and the wonder of his great- 
 ness, for only yesterday did I hear of this concerning this 
 big man, of whom Dr. Gilkey has spoken so fittingly. He 
 would come home sometimes and send the passenger check of 
 
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 IN MEMORIA^r 
 
 a Pullman ticket to his little grandson. Why? He knew 
 his grandson loved trains. This man carried great affairs 
 in his mind and great burdens upon his heart. His was a 
 genius for detail also. He could remember the little lad. 
 Sometimes he would sit down and carefully fold a bit of tin 
 foil, place it in an envelope and send it to a little girl. Why? 
 He knew that a child loves bright, beautiful things. And so 
 you have the ripple here, this inner or quiet ripple of his 
 being in these hidden, golden precincts of his life, that you 
 and I know nothing about. But that ripple became a wave, 
 it enlarged and out of that inner circle there came this other 
 man whom you know and whom you love. It is the circle of 
 the lodge of friendship. 
 
 Now, this is one of the very tremendous things that we 
 have to reckon with in studying the great man : the greater 
 the personality the larger the variety of material things he 
 requires for his own self-expression. That is always the test 
 of genius. The savage is satisfied with a cabin; the modern 
 man must have a palace. One is a starved nature; the other 
 is a large, opulent, rich nature. 
 
 And so this man required so many kinds of material things 
 to express himself, — sky, sea, earth, color, music, poetry, 
 eloquence, gospel, essays, — you know what I mean. For 
 example: you are a philanthropist, and you have in these 
 years within this city given of your wealth for the benefit, 
 the uplift of humanit3\ How often have you sat down with 
 this man and thought he was a wise counsellor in the dis- 
 tribution of your earthly goods. But you are an architect 
 also, and you have sometimes sat down with him and talked 
 about the finer, beautiful buildings that are yet to be in this 
 city, and you found that he was not only of the philanthropic 
 strain, but that he was also of the architectural strain. 
 
 You are a lover of art; you, too, have the strain of the 
 beautiful within you, and one day you had to call upon him 
 in order that you might have this more abundant beauty 
 
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 clarified and given adequate expression. You found that 
 he was an art lover, and so you might run it through all 
 these twelve apostles of worth in human life, and he stands 
 over against each one, until what happened yesterday in our 
 own home has happened in many homes within this city 
 and within this land. When it became necessary for us to 
 send the tidings to a friend who had not yet heard that he 
 had gone home, this is what the voice said: "Dr. Gunsaulus 
 gone? Why he was my very best friend." He spoke truly, 
 and you said that also. Scores of people said that, with no 
 sense whatsoever of the violation, of the laws and fidelities 
 of friendship. Th^y all spoke truly, because this man was 
 so gloriously personal that he required many kinds of ma- 
 terial for the expression of his nature. 
 
 Charles Kingsley used to say, "A friend is some one whom 
 we can always trust, who knows the best and the worst of 
 us, and who cares for us in spite of our faults." 
 
 That is what many people said yesterday and will say 
 today as they think of the personal touch of this man upon 
 their lives, and as they think that never again will they see 
 him in the flesh, because they are saying the words of that 
 greatest of laureates: 
 
 "Love is and was my lord and king, 
 
 And in his presence I attend; 
 To hear the tidings of my friend, 
 
 Which every hour his couriers bring. 
 Love is and was my king and lord. 
 
 And will be, tho as yet I keep 
 Within his court on earth, and sleep 
 
 Encompassed by his faithful guard 
 And hear at times a sentinel 
 
 Who moves about from place to place, 
 And whispers to the worlds of space. 
 
 In the deep night, that all is well." 
 
 James Martineau used to say that personality is so 
 wonderful that the God of personality is bound to preserve 
 it. You cannot hand personality forward to another gen- 
 
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 IN MEMORIAL 
 
 eration as you can hand instincts, as you can hand hereditary 
 influences. It is a unique achievement in the world and in 
 the universe. I was in Dr. Gilkey's home the other morning 
 and the Httle four-year-old girl was showing me some pic- 
 tures of herself, and said, "My mother says that this picture 
 is just like a beautiful cloud floating in the sky;" and then 
 she walked to the table and took down a picture of her 
 mother, and I said, "Oh, be careful, be very careful with 
 that picture." She said, "I am always very careful with 
 breakable pictures." 
 
 Do you tell me that the great God is not careful with the 
 most beautiful thing that He has created within His far- 
 flung universe; and do you tell me that that body represents 
 all there is of this great, beautiful, regnant, deathless 
 personality? 
 
 God, as that great philosopher says, is bound to preserve 
 the jewel when the casket is gone. 
 
 And so, you think of him as the ripple, and then you 
 think of him as the wave; but you think of him as a great 
 Christian minister, and then you see the ripple has gone into 
 the wave, and the wave has gone into the billow that touches 
 all shores of life. 
 
 There are three aspects of his Christian ministry in this 
 city, — not only in this city, but in the world, that I wish 
 to speak of. First of all, it takes on the aspect of absolute 
 uniqueness in American history. A few American preachers 
 have equalled him as a preacher. A fewer few have sur- 
 passed him as a preacher, but this is my deliberate con- 
 clusion: that no minister in American life has woven 
 himself so largely, so many-sidedly into any city as this 
 great, opulent personality has woven himself into the life of 
 Chicago. And, Oh, within it all and the heart-beat of it all, 
 was the democracy, the fine, high democracy of it. 
 
 I shall never forget a few years ago when visiting Chicago 
 he was taking me through the Art Institute and I had a three- 
 
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 FRAXK WAKELY GUXSAULUS 
 
 fold joy that day. The first was this: hearing him talk 
 about pictures. You know how he could talk about pictures. 
 The second joy was this: on looking at the pictures them- 
 selves. The third one, the one that I shall never, never for- 
 get, was that of a little street urchin who had gathered about 
 the group following him around as he talked, and all the 
 while getting in between Dr. Gunsaulus and myself, as he 
 talked about the pictures. The boy did not know what he 
 was saying, but there was something in our vanished 
 friend's face that fairly enchanted that little newsboy. 
 
 And so I remember the talk, and I remember some of the 
 pictures, but I remember most of all the gaze of that little 
 child as he looked up into the face of this wonderfully 
 beautiful, magnetic soul, whose loveliness overflowed through 
 his personality, — ^his personality. 
 
 Then there was not only the uniqueness of his ministry, 
 there was the completeness of it. What I mean by that is 
 this, (and there were very, very strange, mysterious days in 
 the last week of this man's life). On Monday he asked me, 
 as he often did on Monday morning, to come to Armour 
 Institute. He said, "I have two things to say to you. Shan- 
 non. The first is this", — referring to some remarks he had 
 made at our annual dinner of Central Church two weeks 
 ago, in which he spoke of the fact that we needed our En- 
 dowment Fund to be enlarged, and he hoped Central Church 
 would be remembered in many wills, — he said: "I saw a 
 will vesterdav in which Central Church is remembered for 
 $50,000, that this great downtown mission, one of the great- 
 est missions in any downtown center in the world, may go on 
 through the years to be. That is the first thing I want to 
 tell you." He said, " Shannon, the second thing is this, — 
 and I have not spoken of it to members of the family, 
 you know, when I preach these days I always want to cast 
 the net." You preachers understand that; you Christian 
 workers understand that. And then he said, with a tender, 
 
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 IN MEMORIAL 
 
 wistful longing in his voice and in his face: "I will soon be 
 due over Yonder, and I do not want to allow any opportun- 
 ities to pass by." 
 
 The other night in his life that was most significant was 
 when he was called up on behalf of the Near East Relief 
 Commission. He got out of his bed, sick as he was, and carry- 
 ing even then, though we did not know it, his death wound, 
 when he went to the telephone, and this is what he said: 
 "Use my name in any way you care to. We must save 
 Armenia, because Armenia is the gate way. Don't thank 
 me. I have done my duty." Great ministry out of a great 
 heart! But, on Wednesday afternoon, having worked 
 steadily on the lectures to be given on the Merrick Founda- 
 tion at Ohio Wesleyan University, he straightened up, as 
 only he could straighten up, and after having finished several 
 things that he was eager to see completed, this is what he 
 said: "Now, I am ready to go back to the arms of my 
 mother." "Now, I am ready to go back to the arms of my 
 mother." 
 
 My friends, I would not read into those words any false 
 or untrue things that he did not mean to put into them, but 
 they are capable in this hour of a wonderfully consoling 
 interpretation. Did he think he was going back to the bosom 
 of the earth mother? I was out there at Forest Home 
 vesterdav afternoon and I saw that beautiful oak tree be- 
 neath which his ashes will rest, and do you know I thought of 
 the tree as a kind of harp; and the branches were strings, 
 and the gentle winds with their invisible fingers were playing 
 melodies for this nature-lover. Was he ready to go back to 
 the arms of the mother of us all? Or, was he thinking of that 
 other beautiful mother, the woman who labored him into 
 life, and who, a few years ago, slipped away? Was he? 
 Men, let me speak frankly to you, because, if we are true 
 men, we always make the return to our mother's arms. The 
 innocence, the trustfulness, the child-likeness sometimes 
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 comes up in the ripe and beautiful fruitage of the soul, 
 until, though we are always children to our mothers, if we 
 unfold beautifully we come back to the arms of our mothers 
 as little children. 
 
 Or was he thinking of that most beautiful thought that 
 the human heart ever dreamed of God? Not even that of 
 God as a Father, but of God who so instilled His music into 
 one of the great hearts of the ancient days, that He said: 
 "As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort 
 
 thee". 
 
 The heart of Chicago is very tender this afternoon, be- 
 cause the best, the deepest, the richest in the soul of Chicago 
 was concretely expressed in this personality which has 
 passed into the City of Life. 
 
 One day that vagrant poet, Francis Thompson, said, 
 "Look for me in the nurseries of Heaven." When I thought 
 of this man's love for little children and for great, strong 
 men, and in the throb of his great career having time for 
 little ones, I spoke of that; but the woman to whom I spoke 
 said: "You cannot look for him merely in the nurseries of 
 Heaven; you shall have to look for him everywhere; you 
 shall have to look among the artists, you shall have to look 
 among the great builders, you shall have to look among the 
 great poets, you shall have to look among the preachers, 
 the martyrs, and the prophets; you shall have to look for 
 him everywhere!" Because he was so many-sided and so 
 rich in his nature that he required many kinds of earths, 
 as he shall require many kinds of Heavens for self-expres- 
 sion. 
 
 I shall never forget the first time I saw him. It was in a 
 church on Fifth Avenue, New York. I was sitting with a 
 great lover of Dr. Gunsaulus, who said: "You must come 
 in from the country this summer when he comes to New York 
 and you must go with me to hear him preach." I had never 
 seen him. As he walked into the pulpit of the Marble 
 
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 Collegiate Church, this is what my friend said: "Isn't 
 he beautiful?" 
 
 The last time I saw him was last Monday morning at the 
 Armour Institute, and those long gone years came back, and 
 as I looked into his face as he talked of throwing the net and 
 drawing it, I said, as I came out of the office, "Isn't he 
 beautiful, beautiful?'^ 
 
 My friends, when all your skyscrapers are level with the 
 dust, and when all your railways have gone to rust, and when 
 your art galleries and your great educational institutions 
 have passed away, this is the one thing that abides in the 
 beautifully harmonious and gloriously wrought-out universe 
 of the great God : It is that picture of the human personality 
 which as the little girl said with reference to her mother's 
 picture, she was very careful not to break, so the great 
 Father, the great Heart that gave him the secret of his 
 teaching power, that gave him the spell of his eloquence, — 
 He keeps that in His bosom, safe. 
 
 We must be better people because this good man has 
 lived among us, and we must imitate him in that larger 
 hearted, splendid fashion in which he imitated the Lord and 
 Master of us all. 
 
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 PRAYER OF MR. GILKEY 
 
 GOD of all life, from Whom we come, in Whom we live 
 and move and have our being, to Whom at last we 
 return ; we give Thee solemn thanks today for all those great 
 souls who have shown us more of the meaning and richness 
 of life; especially for this great soul whom Thou didst make 
 and send into our world, into our friendship, into our affec- 
 tion; who has stretched all our measurements and enlarged 
 our horizons and deepened our experiences and lifted up 
 our hearts nearer to Thee. 
 
 On behalf of all those young men and women in this city, 
 of all those men and women of this land, whose eyes he has 
 opened to new significance in life and new possibilities of 
 living, whose careers he has shaped and guided and in- 
 spired, we bless Thee for his kindling power, his winsomeness, 
 and his magnetic leadership. 
 
 On behalf of all those men and women in sorrow and 
 loneliness and perplexity and sin, whom he has shepherded 
 and strengthened and comforted and sustained, we bless 
 Thee for his great heart, for his quick sympathy, for his 
 strong faith, and for his knowledge of the living God. And 
 on behalf of all of us for whom he has made it easier to be- 
 lieve in God, for whom he has made the way that follows 
 Christ more winsome and rich and alluring, before whom he 
 has bodied forth and expressed in time the friendliness and 
 the integrity and the love that are eternal, we bless thee. 
 
 O God, with whom are the issues of the future, we com- 
 mend to Thee those causes and those institutions which 
 through him Thou hast created and quickened in our midst. 
 Raise up among us those who can continue his yet unfinished 
 
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 work, and carry it farther and higher and wider yet; fit us all 
 to undertake some small part of his great and manifold ser- 
 vice; and raise up among us, we beseech Thee, those who 
 can lead on and out and up, even as he did. 
 
 Father of Mercies and God of all Comfort, Thou knowest 
 with what tenderness of sympathy and affection we com- 
 mend these unto Thee upon whom his loss falls nearest and 
 sorest. Give them, even in these sad hours, a sustaining 
 pride in such a love as his was, and a deepening sense of the 
 noble heritage of one who feared and honored Thy name. 
 Thou knowest what things they have need of before we ask 
 Thee. Fulfill now, O Lord, the desire and petitions of Thy 
 servants, as may be most expedient for them. 
 
 And O Eternal God, Who hast given for these brief years 
 into our acquaintance and our affection this great soul, lift 
 up, we beseech Thee, our eyes also, as his have so long been 
 lifted up, to behold the City that hath foundations, whose 
 builder and maker is God. There may our treasure be, as 
 his was. There may we put, too, our faith and hope and 
 love. On our ears also, as so sweetly on his while he was with 
 us, may the music of that unseen world break in all its beauty 
 and its transfiguring power. And when to us also the sum- 
 mons shall come, grant, we beseech Thee, that with some 
 such triumphant entrance as his, we also may enter in, 
 sure like him not only of an abundant welcome, but sure of 
 being at home with all the dwellers there, with Jesus Christ, 
 and with Thee our God, in the Father's house of many 
 mansions, to go no more out forever. 
 
 And now, may the peace of God, which passeth all human 
 understanding, keep our hearts and minds in the knowledge 
 and the love of God ; and the blessing of God the Father, the 
 faith of his Son Jesus Christ our Lord, and the indwelling 
 presence of the Divine Spirit, the Comforter, go with us 
 from this place, and abide with us and within us, forever. 
 Amen. 
 
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 ADDRESS 
 
 Delivered at Central Church, Chicago, April 3rd, 1921 
 By Dr. Newell D. Hillis 
 
 BEGINNING his career in 1856; a graduate of Ohio 
 Wesley an College at nineteen years of age; pastor of an 
 important church at twenty; called to Eastwood at 
 twenty-two; author of a volume of sermons at twenty- 
 three, and of the " Metamorphosis of a Creed" at twenty- 
 four; founder of a new organization and builder of a new 
 church in Columbus at twenty-five; called to a suburb of 
 Boston at twenty-eight; there honored with the close and 
 intimate friendship of Phillips Brooks; pastor of the Brown 
 Memorial in Baltimore, and lecturer in Johns Hopkins 
 University upon "The Messages of the Great English 
 Poets;" collector of illuminated missals, old manuscripts 
 and rare books; then owner of the two finest Mauves 
 in existence, both now in the Metropolitan Museum in 
 New York; called to the Plymouth Church of Chicago 
 at thirty-two years of age; crowding that historic church 
 with eager and ambitious young men; empowered by 
 Philip Armour at the close of a Sunday morning sermon 
 to spend two million, eight hundred thousand dollars in 
 founding the Armour Institute; a lecturer whose voice 
 rang forth hundreds of times upon the American plat- 
 form; poet, novelist, author, and close friend of Eugene 
 Field, with whom he competed in the search for first 
 editions and rare books; my own successor in Central 
 Church, founded by Professor Swing in 1875, and where 
 until his death in 1894 Swing had his throne and stretched 
 wide his scepter; this myriadminded man, Gunsaulus, 
 
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 tliis preacher, educator, patriot, this Great Heart, toiled 
 for the people of Chicago, for the Commonwealth of 
 Illinois, and for this Republic. 
 
 His Many-Sided Life 
 
 Gunsaulus was born with the art of putting things. In 
 calling him to the prophet's desk, God called his ancestors. 
 He could make sentences as simple as sunshine and send 
 them straight as arrows to their mark. But sometimes when 
 he had overprepared, he used an involved and labored style. 
 In these days when preaching has become diflBcult, passion 
 is still left the preacher. Passion was in Gunsaulus, like 
 iron in the blood, like fire in the eye, like music in the voice. 
 The pulpit was his throne, and from thirty to sixty years of 
 age he ruled great audiences like an uncrowned king. 
 
 In certain rare and rapt moods he lifted men literally out 
 of this world. At his best, there was no better. On heated 
 and tumultuous occasions, when feeling ran high, and 
 antagonists were in his audience, Gunsaulus rose to certain 
 levels where he seemed inspired, and the multitudes listened 
 to him with the same rapture with which they listened to 
 Theodore Thomas' Orchestra, w^hen every violin was 
 sounding, and every trumpet, harp and 'cello, and a great 
 chorus of human voices, united in the superb climax of some 
 great symphony. He had been preaching for ten years, 
 and was a national figure,when I finished my studies in the 
 theological seminary in 1887, and often, standing far off, I 
 watched Great Heart standing at the gates of the City of 
 Man's Soul, calling at the entrance of the dark streets, charm- 
 ing the keeper of the gate, winning generous welcome, 
 and entering in with warning, comfort, medicine, light, and 
 inspiration. In those far off days, he walked the streets of 
 Chicago with the beauty of a young god, and men knew there 
 was nothing they could not hope for, from Gunsaulus. 
 
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 Hidings of Power 
 
 Gifted with boundless nervous resources, he seemed a 
 man above physical tire. Because he could do many things, 
 in many realms, he often dissipated his energies. One day 
 in the library of an English city, I found that his novel, 
 "Monk and Knight," carried double stars, and was referred 
 to as the best historical novel upon the era of the Aldine 
 presses. But Gunsaulus wrote those two volumes on tele- 
 graph blanks and scraps of paper, as he lived upon railway 
 trains, and went from city to city, writing by day, lecturing 
 at night, living on sleeping cars, always telegraphing, tele- 
 phoning and writing home to his assistants full directions 
 as to his plans for church, and Institute, and his students. 
 
 Somewhere in his "Phidias" there is a bit of verse 
 written while standing on the deck of a French steamer, as 
 he stood looking down upon the steel prow as it cut its way 
 through the waves, and listening to the low throbbing of 
 that fiery heart that was driving the great ship through the 
 storm. And in that verse Gunsaulus unconsciously re- 
 vealed the mighty passion that forced his intellect and life, 
 with its rich mental and spiritual cargo on and on toward an 
 unseen continent. 
 
 Placed Service Above Culture 
 
 It is but yesterday that one of his letters began with the 
 reminder that with this week "thirty-three years have passed 
 since the beginning of our friendship, years when together 
 we have passed through deep waters, walked under dark 
 skies, and together have known joy and sorrow, after the 
 fashion of those two disciples on the walk to Emmaus, but 
 with never a cloud between us as large as a man's hand". 
 A thousand times, however, I urged my old friend to give 
 up all work not related to his pulpit and his verse, insisting 
 
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 that he should poHsh certain pages into classic perfection 
 and find the leisure to sing his songs of God, and home, and 
 love, and cliildhood, and native land. But always he an- 
 swered, that whenever I would give up the lecture platform 
 and the heavy task of publishing a sermon a week under his 
 insistence, that he would follow my judgment. 
 
 And then one day he answered. "Time enough for study 
 beyond. Now, for me, the months are short. What I do, I 
 must do quickly. To youth with root and sheaf of latent 
 faculty I must be sun and warmth and rain. And from be- 
 yond I will see my boys ripen the fruit and win victories, and 
 bring in a golden age, that now I shall die without seeing." 
 He put aside many ambitions, that he might serve. Many a 
 man is in the world today who can remember the mistake 
 or the sin that WTecked his life, and pulled down his house, 
 and made it a black room, and how, suddenly, in the time 
 of need, he turned to find Gunsaulus standing beside the 
 ruin, and presenting a plan for rebuilding the wreck. I 
 knew him through and through, and there neither was, nor 
 is, nor can be, a kinder, braver, knightlier man. One such 
 mind and heart would fully justify the Christian Church. 
 
 His Long Illness 
 
 For years, like the great apostle, he carried his thorn in 
 the flesh. Extreme overwork, and a sharp attack of fever, 
 brought on inflammatory rheumatism, that threatened to 
 burn away his very life. When a year had passed, and the 
 agony of sciatica began to abate, it was discovered that the 
 right hip was ankylosed thus interfering with circulation and 
 making exercise impossible. Oft I have seen a spasm of 
 pain pass over his face. Full oft I have seen his forehead 
 moist with beads that were drops of agony. In many a hotel 
 in this land have I watched the passing of the attack, with 
 spasms growing less sharp, even as one watches the dying 
 
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 away of the lightning upon a night when the horizon was 
 black with thunder. 
 
 Once, that noble lover of his fellow men, who gives his 
 money in millions for strengthening the Armour Institute, 
 made Dr. Gunsaulus enter a hospital to be examined by a 
 surgeon from Vienna. That expert believed that with his 
 knife he could restore movement to the hip joint. At the 
 moment before he passed under the ether, Gunsaulus ex- 
 pressed regret that the knife must be used, insisting that he 
 had little confidence in the operation. An hour later, he 
 wakened to consciousness and saw this surgeon's face emerg- 
 ing from the mist, and heard a voice shouting, "Cheer up, 
 Doctor! Cheer up! There is no hope. There is no hope." 
 And there was no hope. He was an Atlas who was hence- 
 forth crippled, though he carried a world upon his shoulders. 
 
 His Characteristics 
 
 The characteristics of his preaching were illustrated in 
 his every sermon. He preached optimism and not pessimism. 
 He was positive, and not negative; he was constructive, and 
 not critical. He never could have said, "I know that the 
 human race will perish in the wilderness, but I get along 
 better with men by talking to them about the Promised 
 Land." For Gunsaulus' preaching was not of the intellect; 
 it was born of experience and of the heart. His optimism 
 was unfailing, because his faith in God failed not. He had an 
 immeasurable faith in men, because they were in the image 
 of God. The fundamental principles of the Christian re- 
 ligion were for him as firm as the mountains and as clear as 
 the stars. 
 
 Never was there a better friend. He was an ideal com- 
 panion. A day upon the train with Gunsaulus was like a 
 flashing gem, set upon the iron ring of the week. What wit 
 and humor were his ! What fountains of laughter gushed in 
 
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 his speech! He could etch with a pen of a Rembrandt the 
 portraits of the deacon, fat and jolly; the deacon thin and sal- 
 low, the deacon melancholy, and the deacon who was mush. 
 
 He had a hundred experiences to relate, of the introduc- 
 tions that he had endured upon the platform. Beginning 
 with the chairman who said, "Our lecture course this year 
 has been a failure. Our committee has not had either the 
 sense or the experience to know who the good lecturers are." 
 And ending with the youth who said, "Ladies and gentle- 
 men: I now have great pleasure in presenting to this dis- 
 tinguished audience a man who needs no introduction to an 
 American audience. Dr. Savonarola, who will give his great 
 lecture on Gunsaulus." Socrates told his judges that he was 
 not unwilling to die, because heaven meant to him long 
 evenings with Homer and Hesiod, and much good talk. One 
 of the half dozen best conversers of his era was Gunsaulus. 
 He was one of the finest raconteurs of any age or time. The 
 future is the brighter because it will mean Gunsaulus, leisure 
 and much good talk. 
 
 For great multitudes it is as if a bright star had suddenly 
 disappeared from the sky. Let us remember that ships do 
 not sink when they disappear, and the star is not blotted out 
 because the orb has passed beyond the horizon. Now that 
 he has gone, many of us "look with altered eyes upon an 
 altered world." The passing of a great soul, so vast, so rich, 
 so just, so tender and merciful, makes immortality a logical 
 inference that cannot be denied. Men set up a tent for a 
 summer's holiday; men build a Parthenon and a Louvre for 
 enduring centuries. It is intellectually absurd that this 
 great man should have been built like a temple, and cathe- 
 dral, and stored with all the treasures gathered through sixty 
 and more summers and winters, and then, when the preacher 
 scholar, teacher, orator, and poet is just ready for his work, 
 was brought into that goal named a black hole, digged in the 
 waving grass. 
 
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 The logical inferences from the being of God are not 
 simply the ultimate triumph of right over wrong, of truth 
 over error, with the pledge of the resources of this Unseen 
 Being to man, but also the life immortal. In dying, Gun- 
 saulus journeyed on alone, and that was a new experience. 
 Always before, he had insisted that the path he chose must 
 be wide enough to include many pilgrims, despite the fact 
 that the travelers filled the air with dust. At the end, he 
 might have whispered with Robert Hall, to the Lord and 
 Master of us all, "Lo, these are the sheep thou gavest me, 
 and not one of them is lost." 
 
 For many, many years to multitudes he has been a pillar 
 of cloud by day and a pillar of fire by night, and now that the 
 splendor has passed from the clouds, and the glory has gone 
 from the sky, it is for us to rejoice that he brought his band 
 of celestial pilgrims to the very edge of the Promised Land, 
 and saw his host encamped and hanging out signals of 
 victory. 
 
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 MEMORIAL SERVICE 
 
 AINIEMORIAL Service was held in the Auditorium, 
 Chicago, on Sunday afternoon, April 24th, with the 
 following program : 
 
 Ex-Governor Frank O. Lowden of Illinois acting as Chairman. 
 
 Invocation by Dr. Frederick F. Shannon. 
 
 Hymn: "Hide me. Lord, in Thy Pavilion." 
 Words by Dr. Gunsaulus. 
 
 Announcement 
 
 Address: "Dr. Gunsaulus, the Minister." 
 
 "Christ is Eternal." Words by Dr. 
 
 Gunsaulus 
 
 Address: "Dr. Gunsaulus, the Educator." 
 
 Address: "Dr. Gunsaulus, the Art Lover." 
 
 Hymn : ' 'O Love that will not let me go." 
 Words by George Matheson. 
 
 Address: "Dr. Gunsaulus, the Citizen." . 
 
 Presentation of Resolutions. 
 
 Hallelujah Chorus. — Handel 
 
 Benediction 
 
 Hon. Frank 0. Lowden. 
 Bishop Frank N. Bristol. 
 
 Central Church Chorus. 
 Dean Louis C. Monin. 
 Charles L. Hutchinson. 
 
 Edgar A. Bancroft. 
 Bernard E. Sunny. 
 Central Church Chorus. 
 Rt. Rev. Samuel T. Fallows. 
 
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 INTRODUCTORY REMARKS 
 
 By Chairman Honorable Frank O. Lowden 
 
 THE world is poorer today because Dr. Gunsaulus has 
 gone, especially to those of us who were wont, Sunday 
 after Sunday, to gather in this Auditorium, and which, 
 under his influence, became a veritable temple to us. 
 It is, indeed, a solemn occasion. So instinct was he with 
 life, that it is difficult to realize that we shall see him no 
 more. It is hard for us to believe that that great heart, 
 which never ceased to beat in sympathy with all who 
 were weak, or all who were in need, or all who required 
 help; it is hard for us to realize that that hearth as ceased 
 forever. 
 
 I remember well the first service of Dr. Gunsaulus in this 
 hall. There are many here today who will recall it. From 
 that day to this, this has been a sacred place, where men 
 and women have gathered to renew their courage and their 
 hope, to gather inspiration for the coming week. No words 
 of mine could be as fitting on this occasion as some words 
 which that other great preacher, David Swing, the first 
 pastor of this church, uttered years ago, and whom we 
 have never ceased to revere in all the years that have come 
 and gone since he left us, and I am sure that when, on 
 some far distant future occasion, members of this church, 
 will gather here, they will cherish in their minds and 
 hearts the same tenderness and the same devotion to the 
 memory of Frank Wakely Gunsaulus that we, who are older 
 now, felt for David Swing. These are the words of David 
 Swing that were uttered on a similar occasion to this, and I 
 will now read them : 
 
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 "The sad memories which death brings are a part of 
 our education. Under the influence of an absent soul, the 
 heart softens. ^lan goes forth each day more the friend of 
 his race and more of a worshiper of God. The death of a 
 friend exalts those who remain to work, but sorrow must 
 ennoble duty, not end it. We must so feel that death is a 
 part of God's plan and a part of God's love that he gives 
 to the lowliest. One must seem attached to the work we 
 are to do. These tomes and these duties are entangled. We 
 cannot separate them. We cannot put asunder what God 
 has joined together. May all who mourn have such faith 
 in the teachings of our Christian religion that each absent 
 one may make duty more sacred, happiness higher and 
 deeper and heaven nearer." 
 
 The first speaker upon the program will speak to the 
 subject of Gunsaulus, the Preacher, and no man in all 
 America could be found better suited for that than the life- 
 long friend of our friend, the great preacher himself, and 
 I have the pleasure of introducing Bishop Bristol. 
 
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 By Bishop Frank M. Bristol, of Methodist Church 
 
 THE presence of this great assembly of the representa- 
 tive citizens of Chicago is, in itself, a more eloquent 
 tribute to the memory of Dr. Gunsaulus than any that can 
 be spoken by the lips of any individual. 
 
 If by some subtle power one were able to gather from 
 these minds and hearts, like fragant flowers from woodland 
 and meadow, and gardens, all the hallowed memories, all 
 the fine sweet thoughts of admiration and appreciation, all 
 the feelings of love and grief and all the sentiments of un- 
 dying gratitude, which are ours today, and then were 
 able to write and present them in most beautiful and noble 
 phrase, that only and nothing less than that could form 
 a tribute worthy to garland the name of Frank Wakely 
 Gunsaulus. 
 
 So many sided was his genius, so varied were his accom- 
 plishments, so diversified and multiplied were his activities, 
 and in so many different directions did his beneficent in- 
 fluence extend that it has seemed wise to present the most 
 prominent and striking phases of his character and life not 
 in one but in several addresses. 
 
 To me has been assigned the inestimable privilege of 
 presenting an appreciation of Dr. Gunsaulus as a minister. 
 
 But yesterday I stood again before that remarkably 
 life-like portrait of my dearest friend in the Art Institute. 
 Once more he seemed to speak to me and in the old familiar 
 way said: "Frank Bristol, you know that above all else in 
 this world I have wished to be known and I now wish to be 
 remembered as a minister of the Gospel." 
 
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 IN -NTEMORIA^r 
 
 On this theme it will be difficult to avoid superlatives. 
 To excel in the highest and holiest of all callings is an achieve- 
 ment possible only to a man of uncommon endowments. 
 
 The great preacher is a composite being, combining in 
 one masterful individuality — the orator and actor, the poet 
 and philosopher, the scholar and teacher, the dreamer and the 
 seer. These diversified gifts contribute to the glory of his 
 power, as the refraction and reflection of its multiplied facets 
 produce the matchless splendor of the diamond. 
 
 It has been given to few in the history of the American 
 pulpit to so adequately realize this ideal of the great preacher 
 as did Doctor Gunsaulus. 
 
 That brilliant mind would have made him a man of 
 distinction in any profession which he might have chosen. 
 He elected to be a minister; and, to be a great preacher of the 
 Gospel of Jesus Christ he esteemed as the highest of all 
 earthly dignities, and the most divinely ordained vocation for 
 greatest service to mankind. 
 
 His call to the ministry found him a living embodiment 
 of the first person; singular number, present tense, impera- 
 tive — "I must." 
 
 As by a divine compulsion, his whole strenuous, tireless 
 life was lived in the imperative mood. He spoke, therefore 
 as one sent from God. All who listened felt the deep, glow- 
 ing sincerity of his message and yielded to the strange win- 
 someness and power of his manly convictions. 
 
 Rarely does there come to the pulpit a man who is so 
 rich a combination of reason and imagination, emotion and 
 intellect, logical acumen and poetic sensibilities, — esthetic 
 feeling and common sense, prophetic vision and inspirational 
 force. 
 
 A university man, thoroughly furnished in the learning 
 and scholarship of his high calling, an omniverous reader in 
 all departments of literature, master of all lore, lover of 
 books and of men, of poetry, art and music, his mind stored 
 
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 with an amazing wealth of historical and biographical knowl- 
 edge, a student of the social, educational, economic, and 
 secular as well as religious problems of his day, our 
 princely Gunsaulus consecrated his transcendent natural 
 gifts and all the wealth of his attainments to the ministry of 
 the glorious Gospel. 
 
 Though we were never acquainted with another man 
 who knew so much about so many things and knew it so 
 well, we are convinced that the central, dominating ele- 
 ment of his power was that virile, winning, forceful, magnetic 
 personality. Doctor Williams, professor of Greek in the 
 Ohio Wesleyan University, once told me that young Gunsau- 
 lus was by reason of his charming personality the most 
 popular student in the University of his time. "In the 
 days of Chapel orations," said the professor, "we always 
 had a full attendance on Chapel exercises when it was 
 known that Frank Gunsaulus was to give the oration." 
 Learned faculty and students alike gave their hearts to this 
 magnetic man. 
 
 When he entered upon his ministry that same winning, 
 attracting, heart-conquering personality made his pulpit a 
 center and a throne of power; it gave to the dignity and 
 grandeur of his style a convincing and persuasive charm that 
 held audiences spell bound while men caught new visions 
 of God, saw new glories of saving grace in Jesus Christ 
 and heard the inner divine call to the clearer duty and the 
 higher life. His admirers, nay his followers, for he was a 
 leader, became thousands of such as 
 
 "Loved him so, followed him, honored him. 
 Lived in his mild and magnificent eye. 
 Learned his great language, caught his clear accents. 
 Made him their pattern to live and to die." 
 
 With all the breadth and liberality of his theological 
 views, the opulence and universality of his knowledge, his 
 appreciation of religious indebtedness to science, philosophy, 
 
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 criticism and all higher learning, Doctor Gunsaulus was a 
 thinker and teacher whose convictions were of sovereign 
 authority in his ministry and whose faith in the eternal 
 verities of religion rooted itself in the profoundest depths of 
 his strong mental and spiritual constitution. Hence, there 
 was never an uncertain, hesitating or equivocal tone in his 
 Gospel message. He did not teach by negation but by 
 aflBrmation; always clearly, positively, convincingly setting 
 forth the truth. As a preacher of the Word he was neither 
 technically exegetical nor topical, didactic nor hortatory 
 but, with his chaste and manly eloquence he was always 
 gloriously inspirational. 
 
 In his mastery of the Scriptures, he taught the spirit 
 of the Word and never sacrificed the spirit to the letter. He 
 presented religion to men not as a creed, a formulary, a 
 ceremony or even a philosophy, but as a life, as the complete 
 abundant ideal life. He declared the truth so unanswerably, 
 with such a "Sweet reasonableness" that his auditors could 
 have no argument with him. They simply surrendered. One 
 might as reasonably argue against the beauty of the lily, 
 the fragrance of the rose, the song of the lark, the onward 
 sweep of the river, the majesty of the mountain, the glory of 
 the stars or the proud music of the storm, or the splendor 
 of the morning as against the preaching of a God-sent man 
 whose most characteristic message to humanity was: 
 "Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, 
 whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, 
 whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good 
 report, if there be any virtue and if there be any praise, 
 think on these things." Who has done more in this com- 
 munity during the past thirty-four years than Doctor 
 Gunsaulus to make men "think on these things".'^ Ever was 
 this big-brained stalwart man of God 
 
 "Filling our souls with sentiments august. 
 The beautiful, the brave, the holy and the just." 
 
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 Those who came to hear this great preacher went 
 thoughtfully on their way not with a new philosophical 
 theory vexing their wits, not with a new and executive 
 theological formulary upsetting their convictions, not 
 with a new exegetical interpretation of some non-essential 
 text of scripture, but they went on their way with a great 
 new, uplifting inspiration, with a new, sweet light kindling 
 within, with a new vision of the life that now is and of that 
 which is to come, with a new faith in God and in humanity, 
 and with a new ideal of character to be realized by experience 
 in "The measure of the stature of the fullness of Christ." 
 
 Doctor Gunsaulus was no less perfect a genius as a 
 preacher than others have been genius gifted in art, in 
 poetry, in music, in invention, in science or in statesmanship. 
 
 "Born for success he seemed, 
 With grace to win, with heart to hold. 
 With shining gifts that took all eyes." 
 
 We always felt flattered, at least honored that he came 
 to his pulpit thoroughly prepared to deliver both an edifying 
 and important message. He felt the obligation and the 
 responsibility of a great mind in presenting the most essential 
 truths in the more attractive and convincing style. He 
 explored all the realms of knowledge that he might bring 
 the richest contributions of science, art, philosophy, criti- 
 cism, poetry, history and music, as the wise men of the East 
 brought their gifts of gold and frankincense and myrrh to 
 honor and glorify Jesus Christ as the King of Kings and 
 Lord of Lords. 
 
 He preached, not speculatively, apologetically, but as a 
 prophet whose lips the angel had touched with the living 
 fire of holy inspirations. He came to his pulpit as Milton 
 would say, from "Beholding the bright countenance of 
 truth in the quiet and still air of delightful studies;" he 
 came from the majestic silences of hallowed meditation, he 
 came as one who had been alone with God, on the summits 
 
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 where rests the heavenly Hght, as one who had walked with 
 Jesus and had sweet converse with him among the hills and 
 through the vineyards and by the sea. 
 
 One has said that after John Bunyan liad died on his 
 Master's bosom, he could ever after say *'I have heard the 
 beating of God's heart." Gunsaulus had heard the beating 
 of God's heart. 
 
 It is the illumination and power of a Gospel ministry 
 such as this that saves the pulpit from the charge of dull- 
 ness, inanity, and uninteresting uninforming commonplace. 
 No cant, no stereotyped phraseology, no quibbling over non- 
 essentials, no arrogant dogmatism, no ecclesiastical pro- 
 fessionalism weakened the power and authority of his 
 message. His sermons were not mere bouquets, rhetorical 
 flowers, culled from the gardens of literature, and presented 
 to his audiences in apt and felicitous quotations. They were 
 honey from the rock of the mountain of God. And if he 
 gathered nectar from the fragant flowers blooming in the 
 gardens of history and letters, it passed through the living 
 alembic of his own mind and heart to be spiritually trans- 
 muted into food for the soul, "Sweeter than honey and the 
 honey comb." 
 
 As he ever saw and felt the charm of the ideal, so did he 
 ever teach by presenting the ideal. Let beauty teach beauty, 
 let truth teach truth, let perfection teach perfection. It 
 was Michael Angelo's method to teach, not by criticisms, 
 but by creation, not by fault finding and denunciation, but 
 by presenting the beauty of the ideal. So in the divine art 
 of fashioning soul and character this was the method of Dr. 
 Gunsaulus. If he was a man of books, enamoured of music, 
 poetry and art, so was he a son of nature who found 
 
 "Tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, 
 Sermons in stones, and good in everything." 
 
 Surely Cowper's charge could not be laid to him — 
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 "Of dropping buckets into empty wells. 
 And growing old in drawing nothing up." 
 
 What boundless, fathomless resources were at his com- 
 mand ! Out of the fountain's depths of his own great heart, 
 out of the sad and joyful experiences of life, out of the history 
 of humanity, out of the sighs and music, the tears and 
 laughter of the world, out of the shadowing mysteries, 
 and out of the illuminating revelations brought he forth 
 things new and old, but never came he save with a full mind 
 and a full heart to impart wisdom and understanding. 
 
 As we call to mind the truly great preachers of the past 
 half century, in the immortal galaxy with Beecher, and 
 Spurgeon, Liddon and Farrar, Storrs and Simpson, Brooks 
 and Swing will ever shine the name of Gunsaulus. 
 
 But with such encomium we make bold to add that in 
 certain characteristics, he stands alone and peerless in our 
 memory. Doctor Gunsaulus came to realize with more 
 profound conviction that his ministry was to the future, he 
 must help to mould the tomorrow, hence his devotion to the 
 training of the youth. Salvation, to him, had a very broad 
 and all comprehensive meaning. To save our boys from 
 ignorance, poverty and crime, to give them a vision of life, 
 in all its possibilities, of usefulness, and of greatness, to make 
 them self-reliant and capable, efficient in the world of 
 activity, to inspire them with the purpose to work out their 
 own salvation, that was his dream and that was his mission. 
 Saving the soul meant saving the man, the whole man, saving 
 the life, saving it for God and humanity. It meant a cleaner, 
 more perfect physical life, a more highly trained intellectual 
 life, a purer spiritual life. It meant better food, better 
 clothing, better shelter, better health, better education, 
 better morals, a better job and a better chance in this world 
 as well as a better hope for the world to come. And what is 
 all this but the religion of Him who went about doing good, 
 opening the eyes of the blind, unstopping the ears of the 
 
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 deaf, causing the dumb to sing, the hime to walk and the 
 impotent to take on strength? What a host of competent, 
 educated, high minded successful men and women today 
 rise up and call him blessed, who in his ministry of faith 
 and courage of prei)aredness and opportunity of a new pur- 
 pose and a fair chance, taught them how to front the future 
 with hope and how to make their lives sublime. It was a 
 sermon by Doctor Gunsaulus, delivered in Plymouth Church, 
 that wakened in the heart of one of Chicago's philanthropists 
 the purpose that created Armour Institute. That sermon 
 preached w^hen the prophetic fire was burning in his bones, 
 lays all the future under contribution to his fame. 
 
 No man among us was recognized as a higher authority 
 on what is true and beautiful in art, finest in literature, more 
 elevating and worship inspiring in music, most essential and 
 fundamental in education, most indispensable to the social 
 welfare and to the religion that makes for personal honor and 
 for the righteousness that exalteth a nation. No preacher, 
 no man, has set more of us to thinking noble thoughts, 
 reading good books, understanding and admiring high 
 art, appreciating and demanding the best music in religious 
 worship, living Jesus Christ, and serving our fellow men. 
 
 In his relations with people he had the genius of ap- 
 proach, and his adaptability to all manly companionships 
 was more than a talent. He was at home everywhere — in 
 the poor man's cottage or the rich man's palace. He was 
 everybody's friend, nay he was everybody's big, strong, 
 generous soul-inspiring brother. All Chicago knew him, 
 honored him, loved him. The poet and the peddler, the 
 artist and the artizan, learned professors and laboring people, 
 the millionaire and the moneyless, yes, the saints and 
 sinners all, they knew him, they honored him, they loved 
 him, they revere his memory. And today every man and 
 woman and child, whether of low or high degree, feels a 
 loss beyond all measure of expression for something great and 
 
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 beautiful and good has gone out of our lives in the passing 
 of this noble soul and the earthly ending of this hallowed and 
 glorious ministry. When he passed away no preacher of 
 his time had a more universal fame. 
 
 It was said of the men who as architects and masons 
 conceived and piled into magnificence the vast and stately 
 Cathedrals of England that they built their lives into those 
 beautiful walls, those stately columns, those graceful spires 
 of the houses of God. 
 
 So hath this man built his life into the characters and 
 successful careers of thousands, built his life into the endur- 
 ing strength and greatness of this city. His ministry has 
 been a vital power in fashioning the better and greater 
 Chicago. His name, his life, his genius, his soul, belongs to 
 her imperishable history. 
 
 I lay all these superlatives of love, honor, gratitude and 
 praise upon the altar of his memory; "For know ye not that 
 a prince and a great man has fallen this day in Israel." 
 
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 DOCTOR GUNSAULUS, THE EDUCATOR 
 
 Address by Louis C. Monin, Dean of 
 Armour Institute of Technology. 
 
 rjlHE axe has been laid to the tree, and a mighty man has 
 -*■ fallen. We are gathered here to-day for a memorial 
 service, our hearts full of sorrow in the great bereavement 
 which has come to our institution, to our city, to our country, 
 in the death of our beloved friend. Doctor Frank Wakely 
 Gunsaulus. We are also gathered here to-day, however, in 
 the resolve that the work which he has left unfinished, 
 whether it be in the church, or the school, or the home, or the 
 state, shall be continued in loyalty and with the enthusiasm 
 of his inspiration and leadership, and in the spirit of him 
 who has left us. 
 
 Education has been defined as "the conscious influence of 
 one will upon another so as to produce in it a conformity to 
 an ideal which it sets before it; — " an ideal of scholarship, 
 or of conduct, or of citizenship, or of manhood and woman- 
 hood. Doctor Gunsaulus did not lack the essential parts of 
 this definition. He had the human material to work with; 
 he had his powerful will, almost resistless, and he had the 
 ideals. What made him an educator, however, I think, are 
 two or three fundamental characteristics and convictions 
 which he held. In the first place, he always believed that 
 this is an orderly universe. All science makes this assumption, 
 and is based on this; all civilization rests upon order, upon 
 restraint, upon law, upon discipline. And, therefore, you 
 must bring order into human affairs; you must bring order 
 into the human mind. He thoroughly believed in the demand 
 that antiquity made through its philosophers and poets, 
 
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 when they said, "Bring harmony within your own mind and 
 your ideas; bring your ideas into harmony with one another." 
 He also beUeved that we must bring, as the Middle Ages 
 have demanded, our ideas into harmony with authority, the 
 authority of the law, the authority of God's Word. And he 
 did believe, as our modern time demands, that we must bring 
 our ideas into harmony with facts. 
 
 Next, he believed, and it was his firm conviction, that 
 morality is part and parcel of the constitution of this uni- 
 verse. Frequently he has told our students and our faculty, 
 "I do not think that morality is the mere means to prosper- 
 ity or to happiness, but it is imbedded in the constitution of 
 this universe, and, therefore, it must be part and parcel of 
 your own constitution, and of every institution, of every 
 city, and of every state." 
 
 And finally, he was learning every day. He was develop- 
 ing constantly. When I asked him once, after he came back 
 from one of his long lecturing tours, "Doctor, when do you 
 make your sermons; when do you take time for that.?" he 
 said, "I am at it all the time." 
 
 One of our friends has rightly remarked that some of us 
 must wait for the psychological moment if we w^ant to do 
 something, or accomplish much; but for Dr. Gunsaulus every 
 moment was the psychological moment when he was about 
 what he had intended to do. 
 
 So he was learning; he was developing; he was rising day 
 after day, and the Chinese proverb is indeed applicable to 
 him: "It is not the cry, but the rising of the wild duck, that 
 makes the flock follow him." And that was the secret of his 
 power as an educator. 
 
 He believed in order and in discipline. He believed in 
 morality as the constitution of this universe, and he himself 
 was constantly rising to meet the highest ideals which man- 
 kind had set before itself through its philosophers, its 
 prophets, and its poets. 
 
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 Many are the schools, institutions, and associations 
 which he has influenced. The Armour Institute of Tech- 
 nology he loved as a father loves his cliild. He often called 
 it, "Mv child." 
 
 When he had preached that memorable sermon in 
 Plymouth Church, and the founder of our institution had 
 asked him afterwards, "Will you put into practice what you 
 have been preaching; namely, that education should develop 
 the entire personality," (as the Doctor often expressed it, 
 "head, heart and hand") the Doctor joyfully replied that 
 he would. Thus, the Armour Institute was started and 
 founded in 1892, as a school to teach everything to anybody. 
 It was a magnificent comprehensive scheme, as only citizens 
 of Chicago could have undertaken. Bye and bye, when its 
 doors opened, there was a college of engineering; there was 
 an academy with four years of high school work; there was 
 a domestic science department, with cooking, millinery, and 
 sewing; there was a department of art; there was a depart- 
 ment of commerce; a department that taught librarians; 
 a department for kindergarten teachers, and I am sure that 
 if the founder and our good friend could have found a few 
 more departments of human endeavor, they would have 
 incorporated them into their scheme of education. 
 
 But bye and bye it was found that you cannot spread over 
 all creation even in education, and that you must begin to 
 specialize. So bye and bye, one after another, these depart- 
 ments were either discontinued, or they went elsewhere. 
 The library department is now a part of the University of 
 Illinois. Our cooking and millinery department is the 
 Chicago School of Domestic Science, and even finally, in 
 1909, the Armour Scientific Academv was discontinued be- 
 cause the high schools of the city do that work excellently, 
 and there is no need of duplication. Thus there remained as 
 the Armour Institute of Technology a college of engineer- 
 ing, with a minister as president. Strange to say that a 
 
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 minister should be president of a college teaching mechanical 
 engineering, electrical engineering, civil engineering, chem- 
 ical engineering, fire protection engineering, and architecture. 
 And yet, of course, the educational training of young men 
 to be citizens and public servants is chiefly an educational 
 rather than an engineering problem. Dr. Gunsaulus' 
 presence and work in the Armour Institute was very valu- 
 able, not only to the students, and to the faculty, but also 
 to him. Often he would remark, "It brings me down from 
 the clouds of the imagination to the firm earth of fact and 
 daily life." 
 
 Scientific methods, the methods of mathematics, physics, 
 and chemistry, with their insistence on faithfulness to fact, 
 appealed to him. He admired them very much, and it was, 
 indeed, interesting to watch, day by day, this tremendous 
 personality, this glorious imagination, this fine intellect 
 straining to come back to some practical problem of the day. 
 
 Of course, he was not an educator, in the sense that he was 
 a pedagogue. Class-room details and schedules and labora- 
 tory hours did not interest him very much. He was not a 
 man to work details, but he was a leader, — he was a seer. 
 He found out in this engineering college that there are two 
 worlds, the world of facts and the world of values, — the one 
 dealing with judgments of what is, and the other dealing 
 with judgments of what ought to be; the one using observa- 
 tion and experiment with exact methods; the other being 
 an appreciation and gaining spiritual power. Therefore, his 
 former, already pretty well defined ideal of education, viz., 
 that it ought to train hand, heart, and head, resolved itself 
 into the fine philosophy that education has two tasks, the 
 one to develop personality, and the other to prepare for 
 performance. Personality means self development. Per- 
 formance means service and self-restraint. Personality 
 needs inspiration and power; performance needs instruction 
 and discipline, and these two streams of influence he gathered 
 
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 IN MEMORIAL 
 
 up in his comprehensive conception of what an engineering 
 college should do, and next, of what every educational in- 
 stitution should procure. 
 
 His direct and daily contact with young men of vigorous 
 lives left room and scope for his lunuor. One splendid and 
 outstanding quality of Dr. Gunsaulus' character was his 
 humor. How often, when with anxiety I went into his office 
 with some message displeasing and disagreeable, — he would 
 see and read the bad news on my face. Then he would say, 
 "Don't talk, I will tell you a story." And the clouds cleared 
 away. Many a Monday morning, he would ask me, "Were 
 you in church yesterday?" "No, Doctor," hesitatingly, 
 "Well, never mind, sit down, you will get it anyway." And 
 then he talked to me for two hours — three hours, — educating 
 a willing and grateful listener. 
 
 He was always educating either himself or others. I 
 remember a trip I made with him once eastward. We sat in 
 a Pullman. It was very warm, and he was restless. He said, 
 "Let us go to the smoking compartment, I know you want to 
 smoke." While we were there in the crowded compart- 
 ment, the talk of the other travellers went on. Some jokes 
 were told which he did not like. Suddenly he said, "I will 
 read something to you." He pulled out Tennyson's "In 
 Memoriam," and started to read to me, — that is to say, 
 through me and through the smoke, to the others. Gradually 
 the talk subsided; the train rolled on for an hour and 
 longer, and everybody listened to the magnificent, modulated 
 voice, reading "In Memoriam." Afterwards, when he had 
 left, one of the men said to me, "Who was that fellow?" 
 I told him he was Dr. Gunsaulus of Chicago. He said, 
 "I never met him, but I wish he had continued to read a little 
 while longer." 
 
 And so he was educating always; educating those who 
 needed it most and asked for it, or those who thought they 
 did not need it. Speaking of his humor, I may be pardoned 
 
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 a few personal reminiscences. For twenty-eight years I 
 worked shoulder to shoulder with him. I had the pleasure 
 of being appointed to a deanship in the Armour Institute. 
 One morning shortly after my appointment, I met him in the 
 hall. I felt proud of my new dignity, and supposed it was 
 N\Titten all over me. I said, "Good morning. Doctor." He 
 nodded, "Good morning," and passed on. After sitting in 
 my office a litttle while, I thought the greeting over and said 
 to myself, "Well, something is the matter to-day; his 
 greeting was not very friendly." I stood the unpleasant 
 feeling for about half an hour. Then I went to his office and 
 said, "Now, Doctor, I greeted you very friendly this 
 morning, but you hardly looked at me." "Oh," he said, 
 "the new dean!" Then, he put his hand on my shoulder and 
 smiled, "My dear fellow," he replied, "do you think I have 
 you in my mind all the time?" 
 
 I believe the following thought explains the secret of 
 Dr. Gunsaulus as an educator: — He saw clearly that educa- 
 tion must not make for an isolated personality, but it must 
 prepare for social efficiency. The question is not so much 
 what each of these young men — each of these children need, 
 but also what the community needs from them, and will 
 once ask them to give it, — that also an education must 
 furnish. 
 
 Summing up his activities at the Armour Institute of 
 Technology, I may say that from the earliest beginnings to 
 the present he strove to embody and to realize the three 
 essential qualities, not merely of the engineer, but of the 
 good citizen, the three "s's," Simplicity, Sincerity, and 
 Service. 
 
 I may ask you to go with me, however, from Chicago to 
 other places. As many of us know he was graduated from 
 Ohio Wesley an University when he was only nineteen. He 
 was always very enlightened, a versatile man. He graduated 
 at nineteen, the same year he began to preach and the follow- 
 
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 ing year he married. He has left many a memorial to Ohio 
 Wesle^-an University, many gifts, many lectures. It was 
 always dear to his heart. The Ohio Wesleyan University has 
 honored him time and again with important missions and 
 lectures. Another college far away in Kentucky, Berea 
 College, has had his love. There he founded and developed 
 a department of arts and crafts. Beauty he conceived not 
 as some far-away ideal in the clouds, but he wanted beauty 
 applied in every home. He was as much interested in a 
 coverlet or a quilt as he was in a painting or in a rare book. 
 He followed Browning's advice when he said, 
 
 "The common problem, yours, mine, every one's 
 Is not to fancy what were fair in life, 
 Provided it could be; but, finding first 
 What may be, then find how to make it fair 
 Up to our means." 
 
 Gunsaulus Hall in our Art Institute in Chicago is another 
 testimony to his activities. The Glenwood School for Boys 
 in Illinois had his sjnnpathy, his enthusiasm, his leadership 
 and advice; so at Chazy, in New York, the Central Rural 
 School, he induced the founder of that school to affiliate with 
 the Educational Board of New York State in order to make 
 it a great center of rural education . So at Miami University 
 of Ohio, and Marietta University of Ohio. Each one gave 
 him the degree of Doctor of Laws. Very early in 1887, Be- 
 loit, Wisconsin, had given him the degree of Honorary 
 Doctor of Divinity. Those degrees were not given him mere- 
 ly as an empty honor. Indeed, he worked hard for them; 
 not in taking courses, or writing theses, but giving inspira- 
 tion, giving himself, giving his art treasures, giving his 
 advice to those institutions, whether they asked it or not. 
 
 For many years he was the most intimate friend of Dr. 
 Harper, the late president of the University of Chicago. 
 In 1896, he was appointed professorial lecturer at the Uni- 
 versity of Chicago. He was also on intimate terms of friend- 
 
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 ship with the present incumbent of the presidency of that 
 institution, as well as with the president of the University of 
 Illinois, where he often lectured. 
 
 He was a lecturer for many years at the Chicago Theo- 
 logical Seminary. The lectures he gave there appeared later 
 in book form, dedicated to the Class of 1907. The subject 
 is, "The Higher Ministries of Recent English Poetry." Dr. 
 Gunsaulus was very fond of the poetry of Robert Browning. 
 For, like that poet, he considered art and religion as the 
 special means for teaching ourselves to view our personal 
 causes as linked with universal human interests. 
 
 He also held a position as lecturer in the McCormick 
 Theological Seminary. One of his lecture courses given in 
 that institution was on "The Influence of Music in the 
 Church." 
 
 Yale University, in 1890, made him divinity lecturer, an 
 office he held to his death, and where he delivered, in 1911, the 
 Lyman Beecher lectures. At Grinnell College in Iowa he 
 originated the arts and crafts department, giving so many 
 gifts to that college that some other rich men could not help 
 following his example, and giving also. A spiritual influence 
 he was to the Young Men's Christian Associations, and a 
 spiritual influence in hundreds of Chautauquas all over our 
 country, and in hundreds of teachers' associations. 
 
 As a trustee of our Art Institute and our Field Museum, 
 he helped, in the development of these great institutions 
 educationally, to improve our ideas of science or art or 
 citizenship. And finally, seventeen years ago, he organized 
 the Central Church Kindergarten on Halsted Street, where 
 he gathered together in a Mothers' Club the mothers of 
 these children of different nationalities, so that they would 
 become better mothers, better wives, better sisters, and bet- 
 ter citizens. These people and their children honored him 
 as much, and perhaps even more so, as we can honor him 
 to-day, because they loved him. 
 
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 IX ^^E^^oR^A^^ 
 
 At the Sailors' Home and the Board of Foreign Mis- 
 sions, and as a coniniencenient speaker all over the country 
 in normal, grammar, or high schools, or the universities; 
 and as a fifteen-minute speaker for the United States Gov- 
 ernment when we raised the Liberty Loans, — everywhere 
 this great, good friend of ours was educationally inspiring, 
 active, vivifying. 
 
 Years ago, before the automobile was here, he used to 
 have an old horse and buggy — "Old Harry." He used to 
 drive him rather recklessly. When they, — he and Old Harry, 
 arrived downtown and the Doctor wanted to stop at 
 McClurg's bookstore, or at the Art Institute (he would stop 
 anywhere, — but he never had a coachman with him), he 
 would get out of his buggy and say to the first man that 
 came along, "Hold my horse!" And he always found his 
 man. Once I said to him, "Doctor, do you always find a 
 man downtown to hold your horse.'^" "Why?" He was quite 
 surprised. He said, "I never thought of it." But — similarly 
 — he always thought he found the right man or the right 
 woman or the right church or the right school, and somehow 
 or other he always seemed to be the right man just for that 
 place. His magnetic influence on people was marvelous. 
 His vivifying influence was very great. He was a physician 
 of the soul. His humor lighted up the most dangerous and 
 the darkest places, and his courage was unfailing. 
 
 Besides giving his attention to all these institutions, — 
 and I could go on cataloguing them for another hour, — he 
 gave his lectures all over the country. Many of them you 
 have heard — on Savonarola; on Phillips Brooks, the 
 preacher; on Rembrandt, the educator; on Gladstone; on 
 Persian Pottery; on Influences of Music in the Church; 
 on Recent English Poetry; on the Masterpieces of English 
 Poetry. And he wrote book after book. There must be 
 more than twelve volumes. Three volumes of poetry: 
 "Songs of Night and Day," "Phidias and other Poems," 
 
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 "Loose Leaves of Song." He also wrote the great, well- 
 received historical novel, "Monk and Knight," dealing 
 with the time of the Renaissance, a story where he could 
 deftly weave into his historical erudition a simple love story. 
 
 Then he wrote the "Man of Galilee," the "Life of Glad- 
 stone," a collection of Essays: "Paths to Power." They 
 are essays spiritualizing and idealizing the realities of life. 
 He wrote "Paths to the City of God." He wrote the book, 
 "The Minister and the Spiritual Life." And so we could 
 go on cataloguing and enumerating. What did it all mean? 
 It meant that educationally he taught us that education is 
 not a mere progress from one subject to another, from one 
 school to another school, but the progress from knowledge 
 to understanding, from understanding to insight, and from 
 insight to wisdom. "To simplify men's moral notions, to 
 clear their visions for the sight of the eternal, and to win 
 hearts for loyalty" was his very mission. 
 
 For loyalty, after all, is the fulfillment of the moral law. 
 Justice and charity, industry and wisdom, they can all be 
 expressed in terms of loyalty. And thus, we may say, with 
 the hundreds and thousands who have come under his in- 
 fluence, "Where I once saw points, I now see stars." 
 
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 Portrait by Arvid Nyholm, 1920. Owned by Ohio Wesleyun University
 
 DR. GUNSAULUS, THE ART LOVER 
 
 By Mr. Chaiiles L, Hutchinson, 
 President of the Art Institute. 
 
 T^R. GUNSAULUS, preacher, teacher, orator, patriot, 
 ^-^ and artist, and, best of all, a devoted follower of his 
 Master and a lover of his fellow-men! He was in a class 
 by himself. In paying tribute to his memory this afternoon, 
 it is difficult for one to confine his remarks to one phase 
 of his many-sided character. 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus was an Art lover. The lover of everything 
 that is good and true and beautiful in life. Emerson spoke 
 the truth when he said we are immersed in beauty. Still 
 there are many, very manj^ among us who are not conscious 
 of its existence. You may travel far and wide in search of 
 the beautiful, and not be able to find it unless you carry it 
 with you. It is the office of Art to educate the perception of 
 beauty. 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus was a lover of the beautiful in nature and 
 in art. He was also a lover of his fellow man. The love of 
 beauty is the means of happiness, so it is not strange that 
 we should find in Dr. Gunsaulus not only a lover of Art, but 
 one who appreciated its far-reaching influence and recognized 
 its power to bring pleasure and inspiration into human life. 
 This, Dr. Gunsaulus was constantly striving to do — striving 
 enthusiastically and successfully. I often thought that he 
 labored not so much to make other people good, as to make 
 himself good and other people happy. Art was a factor in 
 his life and he believed it should be a factor in all lives. 
 
 He was not a profound student of Art, nor claimed to 
 be. He placed service above culture, and love above learn- 
 
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 ing. I doubt that he could define the Dynamic System as 
 applied to Greek Art, or tell why there were only three 
 instead of five Graces. Still he possessed something of far 
 greater value. He was an enthusiastic lover of the creations 
 of Art and the genius that inspired them. The fundamental 
 principles of Art were as firmly fixed in his mind as were the 
 fundamental principles of his religion. He had an intelligent 
 knowledge of the history and traditions of Art which his 
 enthusiasm and love put to practical use, giving pleasure 
 and inspirations to thousands of people with whom he came 
 in contact. He enriched the lives of many men in whom the 
 love of the beautiful was dormant until aroused by him 
 and his enthusiasm. If there were time, and it were proper, 
 I could mention the names of many who would never have 
 been interested in the Fine Arts but for his overflowing 
 love of them. 
 
 In the eloquent tribute of our gifted friend. Dr. Hillis 
 says : " He toiled for the people of Chicago, for the Common- 
 wealth of Illinois, and for the Republic, this myriad-minded 
 man — Gunsaulus, this preacher, educator, patriot — this 
 great heart." And to all of this I wish Dr. Hillis had added: 
 He was also an artist. There are many men who possess 
 the artistic instinct, who are not able to express themselves 
 in painting and sculpture. Dr. Gunsaulus was one of them. 
 He was a constant worker, and gave to the cause of Art, not 
 only in Chicago but throughout the West, a service hard to 
 be over-estimated. To appreciate the value of this service 
 and to realize how far reaching it was, one must be ac- 
 quainted with the development of Art in our country during 
 the lifetime of Dr. Gunsaulus. 
 
 He came to Chicago in eighteen hundred and eighty- 
 seven, shortly before the time when our City was making 
 preparation for the greatest and most significant event in 
 the history of Art in our country — the World's Columbian 
 Exposition. In the artistic as well as in the educational 
 
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 IN MEMORTAAT 
 
 side of this great event. Dr. Gunsaulus was actively inter- 
 ested. Since the time of the Worki's Cohnnhian Exposition 
 there has been an inii)aralleled development in the Fine 
 Arts in the United States, especially in the West. This is due 
 largely to the fact that the Trustees of our Museums, and 
 those interested in the advancement of the Fine Arts have 
 realized, as never before, the true function of Art and ap- 
 preciate its great educational possibilities. This recognition 
 of the educational function of Art has been one of the most 
 significant things in the progress of the Fine Arts in recent 
 years. Dr. Gunsaulus was among the first to recognize this 
 fact and to preach it. He believed with the advanced workers 
 in the field of Art, that the Art Museum should stand side 
 by side with the Library and Laboratory, and that the Art 
 Museum should be introduced into our Colleges and Uni- 
 versities where it will co-operate with the Library and the 
 School as one of the principal agencies for the enlighten- 
 ment and cultivation of the people; that it should be tlie 
 cause of inspiration as well as the means of happiness — a 
 vital factor in the everyday life of the community. Art for 
 Art's sake is a selfish and erroneous doctrine, unworthv of 
 any true lover of Art. Art for humanity, and the service of 
 Art for those who live and strive in a hum-drum world is 
 the true doctrine and one that every lover of Art should 
 cherish. Dr. Gunsaulus preached this doctrine every day. 
 He realized that the value of an Art Museum should be 
 measured by the service it renders to the community in 
 which it stands. The true function of an Art Museum is the 
 cultivation of an appreciation of the beautiful. In the ad- 
 vancement of the civilization of the present age, no agency 
 save that of Commerce is more potent than that of Art. 
 Until the mission of Art is more widelv understood, there 
 will be need of much preaching to emphasize the democratic 
 nature of Art and its importance as a vital factor in the 
 everyday life of the materialistic age in which we live. The 
 
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 whole theory of the democracy of Art is well expressed by 
 Thomas Nelson Page, who said, "Art is a luxury for the rich 
 but a necessity for the poor." 
 
 In sympathy with all who held these truths. Dr. Gunsau- 
 lus was ever ready to help in the development of Art along 
 these most modern lines. Still in his taste he was conserva- 
 tive, often becoming impatient with the extreme expressions 
 of modern artists, for, as I have already said, what he be- 
 lieved to be the fundamental elements of Art were as firmly 
 fixed in his mind as his taste was refined. Beauty in Art, 
 rather than originality in technique or style, appealed to 
 him. He had no use for the ugly, vulgar or violent. The 
 refinement of his taste is well expressed in the lovely collec- 
 tion of Wedgwood at the Art Institute which bears his name. 
 
 One may safely say that Chicago is an Art Center and as 
 such it is rather unique among the cities of the land. While 
 it is an Art Center, it has within its borders an active, 
 influential center of Art. Few cities are as fortunate. Thus 
 our center of Art is the Art Institute. I do not mean to say 
 that there is nothing artistic in Chicago outside of the Art 
 Institute — far from it; there is much. But in and about the 
 Art Institute you will find gathered, in one way or another, 
 the great majority of all the people interested in the artistic 
 development of the community, and here Dr. Gunsaulus 
 was very much in evidence. Here he loved to work. He 
 had a great appreciation of the work which the Art Institute 
 is striving to do. No one of its friends ever made greater 
 sacrifice to promote its interests than he. For thirteen years 
 he was one of its most devoted Trustees. To it he gave un- 
 sparingly of his time and thought and money. While he 
 was one of its spiritual builders, his very enthusiasm was 
 one of its best business assets. Nothing connected with the 
 Art Institute was too small to command his attention and 
 no scheme connected with its work was too great for his 
 splendid optimism. In every walk of life he was an optimist, 
 
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 and he was alwavs constructive in his acts and in his criti- 
 cisms. He had no time for tearing down, there was too much 
 constructive work to be done in the world. 
 
 Inspired by him and encouraged by his loving friendship, 
 Mrs. Hodge and Mrs. Bell found pleasure in collecting and 
 presenting to the Art Institute the very fine Blanxius Col- 
 lection of Porcelains now installed in the Gunsaulus Gallery. 
 Gunsaulus Hall itself is another witness of his devotion to 
 the Institute — a devotion that has brought to the Institute 
 and to the public many substantial gifts. Knowing the 
 pressing need for more room at the Institute for exhibition 
 purposes, Dr. Gunsaulus appealed to a friend in whom he 
 had aroused an interest in Art and asked Mr. W. H. Miner 
 to give the Institute Fifty Thousand Dollars for the building 
 of the much needed galleries. Mr. Miner not only showed 
 his interest in the Art Institute, but expressed his affection- 
 ate friendship for Dr. Gunsaulus by giving the needed money 
 and naming the hall the Frank W. Gunsaulus Hall of Ap- 
 plied Art — a magnificent gift and a beautiful and well- 
 merited tribute to Dr. Gunsaulus. 
 
 I do not know whether I dare take the time to tell you a 
 story connected with that gift. But one morning Dr. 
 Gunsaulus came to my house early (we lived in the same 
 block for many years) and said, "This is the psychological 
 moment to go and see Mr. Miner," We had suggested to 
 Mr. Miner some time before this the matter of a gift. So he 
 said, "Will you meet us if I can get Miner at the Art In- 
 stitute at ten-thirty.''" I said, "Certainly." We went 
 to the Art Institute, and Mr. Miner did not come. We 
 waited and waited and waited, and finally the message came 
 that Miner had been called unexpectedly to New York and 
 would leave on the noon train and would see us when he 
 got back. I said, "Gunsaulus, if this is the psychological 
 moment, let us go over and see Miner now." He said, "All 
 right; come along." It was a bleak March morning. We 
 
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 started to get into the automobile. I said, "Doctor, where 
 is your overcoat?" He said, "I left it upstairs." I said, 
 "I won't go with you unless you get your overcoat." He 
 said to the chauffeur, "John, let me take your overcoat." 
 So John gave Dr. Gunsaulus his overcoat, and we started for 
 the Rookery. Pretty soon the Doctor said, "If you see me 
 coming out of the Rookery with Miner and walking with 
 him, you walk over to the Lake Shore Station, I am going 
 to take him to the train. Then pretty soon, if I don't come 
 out of the station, I may ride down to Einglewood with him, 
 so you come down to Englewood and pick me up there, and, 
 John, tell Mrs. Hodge, if I should go with Mr. Miner to 
 Chazy, to look after that funeral tomorrow." We went to 
 Miner, and Miner, after hearing our story said, "Yes, I 
 will be very glad to give you fifty thousand dollars on one 
 condition, that is, that I may name the hall." We said, 
 "We have already told you that we will name it the W. H. 
 Miner Hall." He said, "No, not at all; I want to name it the 
 Frank W. Gunsaulus Hall of Applied Art." Dr. Gunsaulus 
 protested, but that was what was put on the hall. 
 
 The Willmer bequest of fifty thousand dollars came to the 
 Institute through the efforts of Dr. Gunsaulus. Many other 
 similar instances might be cited. Two conspicuous patrons 
 of Art to whom the Art Institute and the public are greatly 
 indebted, will, I am sure, permit me to say that they gladly 
 acknowledge their gratitude to Dr. Gunsaulus for the in- 
 spiration they received from him. I refer to Mr. Logan and 
 Mr. Butler, and the service this afternoon is hardly complete 
 without their testimony. 
 
 Not only did he inspire others to collect, but he was him- 
 self a born collector. One of his friends recently said that he 
 always thought first of Dr. Gunsaulus as an animated, en- 
 thusiastic collector. As a collector he sometimes allowed 
 his enthusiasm to run away with his judgment. He was 
 not a selfish collector — quite to the contrary, he was a 
 
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 IN MEMORIAM 
 
 unique and remarkable collector. He found delight in 
 collecting. Nothing brought him more pleasure than the 
 acquisition of some rare object for which he longed, and to 
 acquire which he must make sacrifice. Many a time he has 
 brought to me in almost childish glee some newly acquired 
 treasure. He loved to collect, but he loved more to share his 
 collections with his fellow men. As soon as they were of 
 sufficient importance to merit a place in a public museum 
 he presented them to some museum, school or university. 
 Here he worked over them and with them, as he would 
 were the objects in his own household, but here he found a 
 great deal of pleasure in thinking that all who would, might 
 enjoy his treasures with him. How he loved to share the 
 abundance of his life with others! Surely he was a unique 
 man among the lovers of Art. There were times when his 
 love of Art seemed to take possession of him and to take 
 precedence of all else. He once confessed on a Monday morn- 
 ing that it had mastered him even while preaching in the 
 pulpit to a large congregation. There in a pew, well toward 
 the front, was a well-known Art Collector, whose very 
 presence disturbed him, for the Doctor found himself saying 
 to himself — "Hurry up, Gunsaulus, and get through with 
 the sermon, so you can go over and see Mr. Gray's pictures." 
 True man, how delightfully human he was, after all. 
 
 He has enriched the Art Institute, not only by the collec- 
 tions which he has induced others to give, but by those which 
 he has himself contributed. In Gunsaulus Hall you will find 
 the Frank W. Gunsaulus Collection of Wedgwood and the 
 Collection of Pottery of the Near East, placed there by Dr. 
 Gunsaulus in memory of his mother, Mary Jane Gunsaulus. 
 And there are more gifts. 
 
 To appreciate these gifts, you must know by what 
 sacrifice they were acquired. He bought, piece by piece, 
 from time to time, with the savings of a never sufficient 
 salary, and by the proceeds of lectures delivered all over 
 
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 the country, mostly during his so-called vacation period. 
 He seldom took a real vacation. Think of his delivering, 
 one summer, sixty-three lectures in seventy days, so that 
 from the proceeds he might add to his collection and the 
 sooner have the pleasure of presenting it to the public. 
 Such generosity and such sacrifice puts us all to shame. 
 
 For thirteen years, the Trustees of the Art Institute have 
 enjoyed the inspiring friendship of Dr. Gunsaulus. It is 
 perhaps fitting to read here in public the Resolutions adopted 
 by them, to record the loss sustained in the death of this 
 earnest and beloved co-worker: 
 
 "In the death of Dr. Frank W. Gunsaulus, for thirteen 
 years a devoted Trustee of the Art Institute, we have sus- 
 tained a profound loss. The City is deprived of one of its 
 first citizens, and we of a warm and loyal friend. It has been 
 truly said of him that he has contributed to the Art de- 
 velopment of Chicago, gifts which none but he could 
 bestow. His was a power of stimulating enthusiasm and of 
 enlisting faith in the significance of Art. Through him 
 many lives have been enriched and have been enkindled with 
 a new conception of the beautiful. Often in a passing mo- 
 ment this great lover of the Fine Arts would unveil truths 
 that years of study rarely revealed. More fortunate than 
 many another scholar, he preserved his intimacy with the 
 masses and pointed out to them the solace of Art. His in- 
 terest in the Art Institute is evidenced by the beauty 
 and value of the collections with which he enriched the 
 museum. Even more precious than the treasures he left 
 in our galleries, are the memories of his inspiring vision 
 and the force of his personality which breathed the nobler 
 aims of his soul not for himself, but for humanity." 
 
 He carried his love of Art into the School. Of his in- 
 fluence at the Art Institute you have already heard. In 
 passing I will mention another example of his desire to 
 share his treasures with his friends. Once, at Christmas 
 
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 time, I sought to express my appreciation of his many acts 
 of kindness by giving him an etching of Rossetti, whose 
 work he greatly admired. He was dehglited with llie gift, 
 for he had long desired a copy of the print. Not many weeks 
 afterward, in visiting the Armour Institute, I found the 
 etching hanging upon the wall of one of the class rooms. 
 It was too good for him to keep all to himself in his study. 
 
 While the knowledge of Art is to be desired, it is the love 
 of Art that brings real happiness and inspiration to man. 
 This love of Art, Dr. Gunsaulus had in large measure. He 
 believed that the cultivation of the sense of the beautiful is 
 essential for the rich as well as for the poor, that the love of 
 beauty is restricted to no class — it is free for all — it is of 
 the spirit, and on spiritual and not on material things rests 
 the stability of the world. The things of the spirit are the 
 great things, the essential things in every democracy. These 
 can be shared by rich and poor alike, by educated and un- 
 educated, they bring all together and make us kin. Full to 
 overflowing with spiritual love, he gave in large measure to 
 all those with whom he came in contact. Truth and beauty 
 are not obsolete, they spring eternal from the breast of man. 
 We have reason to rejoice today, although our hearts at 
 times are sad, to thank God that it has been our privilege to 
 walk in loving friendship with this great High Priest of Truth 
 and Beauty and Goodness — this great lover and devotee of 
 Art, the living exponent of the truth uttered by the Philoso- 
 pher when he said: "Truth, Beauty and Goodness are but 
 different faces of the same All." With the faith of Dr. Gun- 
 saulus, we may all sing with Elizabeth Barrett Browning — 
 
 "There is a mystic borderland that lies 
 
 Just past the limit of our work-day world, 
 And it is pcojjled with tlie friends we met 
 
 And loved a year, a month, a week, a day. 
 And parted from with aehing hearts, yet knew 
 
 That through the distance we must lose the hold 
 Of liand with hand and only clasp the thread of Memory." 
 
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 "But still so close we feel this land 
 
 So sure we are that these same hearts are true 
 That when in waking-dreams there comes a call 
 
 That sets the thread of Memory aglow. 
 We know that just by stretching out the hand. 
 
 In written word of love or book or flower. 
 The waiting hand will clasp our own once more 
 
 Across the silence in the same old way." 
 
 And, as I stood before the grave of Dr. Gunsaulus, I 
 wanted to inscribe that good old epitaph upon his tomb: 
 
 ' 'Welcome, friend, draw near. 
 
 With peaceful step and with untroubled breath. 
 No gloom, no woe is here. 
 
 But thanks for life and equal thanks for death." 
 
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 ShT/f-i^'S- 
 
 Taken in Atliletic Field of Armour Institute on the occasion of the departure of 
 the first company of Armour Engineers for France, 1918
 
 DR. GUNSAULUS, THE CITIZEN 
 
 EoG.ut A. Bancroft, Illinois Bar Association 
 
 TO us here today, who so generally knew Dr. Gun- 
 saulus as a friend, it seems as though we were but 
 dividing his raiment to speak of him in these different 
 phases of his great character. As a citizen, he was in a 
 unique position. For most of us, our life is a selfish endea- 
 vor and our vocation absorbs our time, our interest, our 
 effort, and its object is selfish. Very often one thinks that 
 by reason of great professional or business success there 
 has been a service rendered to the public for which it 
 should give honorable recognition, and this is often true of 
 those rendering important public service, even though its 
 motive is essentially selfish. 
 
 Doctor Gunsaulus' Ideal — Vocations and 
 
 Avocations 
 
 Doctor Gunsaulus had a very different ideal of citizen- 
 ship; and, as with all his ideals, he lived it. From the pulpit 
 and the platform for a full generation he ministered to the 
 moral and intellectual life of this city — and also of many 
 other cities. At Armour Institute of Technology he human- 
 ized scientific education and gave its students something 
 more — and higher — than technical training. These were 
 his vocations. His avocations — he once described an avoca- 
 tion as "the precious fragrance and beauty of a vocation's 
 blossoms" — his avocations were in music, poetry and 
 pictures, in rare pottery and prints, beautiful drawings 
 and priceless manuscripts. These tastes he developed and 
 
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 gratified at the expense of heavy labor and discomfort, as 
 he lectured at Chautauquas and in cities large and small 
 throughout our land. And his art collections, like his talents, 
 he placed at the service of the public. 
 
 Yet all this did not satisfy him. Far from thinking 
 that because of these gifts, the public was his debtor, he 
 felt that the citizen in our Republic always owes it loyal 
 service. That fine civic spirit was evident in all his mani- 
 fold activities. And with it was coupled, and mingled, 
 a love of his fellow men. 
 
 His Civic Service 
 
 My first association wath him began upon the Political 
 Action Committee of the Union League Club. I can never 
 forget the impression he then made. With the mind and 
 heart of a poet and a philanthropist, and the temperament 
 of an artist, he had an amazing common sense and an inde- 
 structible sense of humor. These qualities exclude hobbies, 
 and keep one from being a carping critic or mere objector in 
 politics. 
 
 While his regular duties usually precluded him from 
 participation in political controversy, he was ready when- 
 ever the call came, to express his clear, courageous, and 
 persuasive opinion. 
 
 For more than thirty years, his name, his voice, his help 
 were freely given to all important movements for the good 
 of our City and our Country. When local or national pol- 
 itics involved a great moral issue, he promptly entered 
 the lists. His political discussions were keyed to funda- 
 mental principles of honor, tolerance, equality, and 
 humanity. "Goodness," he once said, "is greater than 
 greatness." 
 
 He appealed for the freedom of Cuba in 1895, for fair 
 treatment of Porto Rico and the Philippines in 1900; and he 
 
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 IN MEMORIAL 
 
 rebuked an attempted religious issue in the Taft Cam- 
 paign of 1908: 
 
 "Look at Holland," he said, "Its history so bloody that no man can 
 read it without tears, because more was thought of creed than of deeds. 
 Let us deliver our flag from all bigotry whatever." 
 
 In World War 
 
 When the World War began, he clearly saw the issue 
 and foretold the triumph of moral forces over militarism. 
 In a sermon in September 1914, he said: 
 
 "At such a time as this, the scorner laughs and mocks and asks: 
 Where now is goodness, where now is your pleasing hope of final triumph 
 over evil?' * * * Don't say that Christianitj* is a failure, for the Nations 
 have not tried it. Let me tell you what has failed — militarism. * * * 
 With Christianity came a new set of forces; forces which are gentle but 
 great, which work not by compulsion but by persuasion; the forces 
 of liberty, of good-will, of democracy and brotherhood. Against 
 these forces the world cannot continue at war. They must and will 
 triumph." 
 
 From the moment we entered the war until victory came, 
 his voice and his pen were devoted to mobilizing and 
 strengthening the moral and spiritual forces of the Nation in 
 support of its arms. 
 
 How well we remember the pacifist meeting called in 
 this very place just before the United States entered the 
 World War! He was asked to give a notice of the meeting 
 at the morning service of Central Church. This was his 
 answer : 
 
 "I have been asked to announce a peace meeting to be held in this 
 hall this afternoon. Instead of announcing it, I have decided to denounce 
 it. If you approve of the murder of Edith Cavell, then attend the meeting. 
 If you disapprove the sinking of the Lusitania, stay away. If you wish 
 the Hohenzollerns to dictate terms at Washington, then go to the meet- 
 ing. As for me, I promise to have this house fumigated before we hold 
 religious services here next Sunday." 
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 When in the last days of the war, Germany was asking, 
 and President Wilson was considering, terms of peace, — 
 Gunsaulus proclaimed from the platform, and in stirring 
 verse, this answer of patriotic America : 
 
 "Master of wanton states with madness bold, 
 I cannot trust your word 
 Give me your sword!" 
 
 Services to Chicago 
 
 Since 1887 Chicago has been his home, and its upbuilding 
 has been his dream, his desire and his constant endeavor. 
 His devotion to his varied occupations and his joy in them 
 were heightened by the belief that he was opening windows 
 of light and doors of opportunity for many people. Every- 
 thing he thought, everything he did, had this generous pur- 
 pose of helpfulness. 
 
 He desired the art and music and education and moral 
 guidance of this City to reach all its people, — as does the 
 water from Lake Michigan, — and be as open to them as the 
 parks and playgrounds. He longed to see Chicago the City 
 Beautiful — not alone in its boulevards and buildings but 
 in itself, — its influence, its schools of learning, art and in- 
 dustrial training, in its libraries and museums. And not for 
 the sake of beauty chiefly, but to incite and direct the people 
 — especially the youth — toward higher accompHshments and 
 better lives. 
 
 Doctor Gunsaulus' gifts to Chicago were of himself, con- 
 stant and without stint. There is no part of the higher life of 
 this City to which he did not contribute in generous measure. 
 Is he not, indeed, Chicago's largest benefactor? 
 
 He would have desired no memorial that did not strive 
 strongly and unceasingly, — as he strove, — to advance 
 America by uplifting Americans — by making better citizens 
 the object of all public and private endeavor. 
 
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 IN ME^roR^A^^ 
 
 It filled his imagination and rejoiced his heart in these 
 later months that the son of the founder of Armour In- 
 stitute showed a double portion of his father's spirit, and 
 intrusted to him the larger plans for its rebuilding. 
 
 Coinage of Character 
 
 Even children know the difference between the copper, 
 the silver and the gold in our currency. It was his constant 
 purpose to make plain those differences in the coinage of 
 character. Why should man or woman, boy or girl, be the 
 baser rather than the higher metal .'^ Or why should they 
 accept the baser metal in others? 
 
 Full of joy himself, his everyday religion and philosophy 
 were joyous; and they were simple, undogmatic. Christian. 
 He appealed for pleasures that make one better and not 
 worse. His goal was always "a finer and a more ample 
 humanity." Youth, therefore, appealed especially to him 
 and he to the youthful. For in mind and heart — imagina- 
 tion, fancy, sentiment and friendship, he was ever young; 
 but with the wisdom of age. 
 
 He was always like an alert child in a garden where 
 no flower or shrub or bird or bee escapes his sight or his 
 interest. Keenly alive to beauty of color and sound, of 
 form and of life, his desire was to convert, as vital nature 
 does, the lower into the higher forms. Unless life mounts, it 
 dies. 
 
 No Social Doctrinaire 
 
 He was a beloved sealer of weights and measures in the 
 intellectual, the artistic, the moral and spiritual world; 
 a shining champion of the social virtues. Yet he was not 
 cumbered with theories and plans of social reform or re- 
 birth; the golden rule and the spirit of brotherhood sufficed 
 for him. His keen and broad sympathies never betrayed 
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 him into teaching or feeling that the duties of generosity 
 and kindness belong exclusively to the rich or the powerful. 
 He treated these as personal duties and virtues, — as really 
 opportunities, — that belong to every person; and differ only 
 in degree according to one's means. 
 
 Acts of Kindness 
 
 He was ever seeking to increase these opportunities 
 for himself. His summer vacations were often employed in 
 lecturing and preaching so that he might have money to give 
 to the poor and unfortunate. The receipts of one summer's 
 hard work, amounting to many thousands of dollars, he sent 
 to the starving Armenians. Few lives have been as ample 
 as his in — 
 
 ' 'That best portion of a good man's life — 
 His little nameless unremembered acts 
 Of kindness and of love." 
 
 His Loyalties 
 
 With him, loyalty to oneself meant unselfishness; 
 loyalty to a cause meant devotion to its soul, its purpose, 
 not to its outward show or success; loyalty to his friends 
 meant that he would never sacrifice them for his own 
 comfort or advantage, nor even for other friends or 
 for a cause. And his friendships were wide and full- 
 hearted. 
 
 Through all the notable honors that came to him. 
 Doctor Gunsaulus remained very human, natural and ap- 
 proachable. He never forgot the little town of Chesterville, 
 Ohio, where he was born and spent his boyhood, or the 
 friends of that early time. A few years ago he returned, and 
 nearly a score of survivors from those Civil War days 
 greeted him, and the whole town welcomed him with every 
 
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 IN !SIE^^ORIA^r 
 
 mark of admiration and affection. His response recalled 
 many humorous occurrences relating to the old men present 
 and was full of home-coming sentiment. 
 
 At Delaware, Ohio, was a small Methodist College from 
 which he was graduated at nineteen, to become an itinerant 
 preacher. It never lost its place in his heart, though for 
 forty years he had been a Congregationalist, for nearly thirty 
 he had been President of a great technical school, and had 
 long been closely identified with the University of Chicago 
 and the Art Institute. When giving his Art treasures to the 
 Institute, he remembered Ohio Wesleyan University, and 
 gave to it part of his Wedgwood and Persian Collections, and 
 a number of fine paintings. 
 
 Likewise the bonds of memory and attachment with his 
 early pastorates were never broken. Wherever he went, to 
 small churches, on Chautauqua circuits, or to College cele- 
 brations, he made new friends and met old ones. As he 
 touched their lives to finer issues, so they encouraged him, 
 and he often found refreshment in the humor of some odd 
 character or curious incident. 
 
 " His Orient Blood " 
 
 The Chautauqua chairman, who said that he had "the 
 distinguished honor of introducing Mr. Savonarola, who 
 would deliver his lecture on Gunsaulus," was not wholly 
 wrong, for Doctor Gunsaulus had the Italian's imagination 
 and wondrous speech, and his own personality glowed and 
 shone in every subject he discussed, in every character he 
 portrayed. 
 
 Genuine, sincere and direct, his enthusiasm and op- 
 timism were constant and infectious. He was intensely 
 human and full of sentiment and romance. Persons of a 
 different temperament sometimes depreciated or misunder- 
 stood the ardor, the color and the imagery of his spoken and 
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 written words. But these were the spontaneous expression 
 of his nature and his genius. 
 
 "For in his veins some Orient blood was red, 
 And through his thought were lotus blossoms blown." 
 
 For those who had eyes to see and ears to hear, what 
 dehghts he gave — and with what an awakening! His re- 
 marks in introducing Booker T. Washington at a luncheon, 
 and his conversational account of Joseph Israels, and his art, 
 at a dinner, are most vivid in my memory for their matchless 
 beauty. Every meeting with him was apt to be made mem- 
 orable by some fine saying or doing. 
 
 As Puritan 
 
 Yet the Puritan strain in his lineage was as pronounced 
 as the Spanish, and made him practical, modest, firm and 
 conscientious. His great influence from pulpit and platform 
 and in lecture rooms, he regarded as a sacred trust. There- 
 fore, he resisted the temptation to use those striking half- 
 truths, those paradoxes and sensational comments that gain 
 notoriety. It was contrary to the object and spirit of all his 
 work. 
 
 A Man and Brother 
 
 When you consider Dr. Gunsaulus in relation to Art — 
 as a lover of music and a collector and appreciator of paint- 
 ings, pottery, rare prints and missals, he seems all artist. 
 When you read his written words in poetry, biography, 
 fiction, criticism and religion, he seems the man of letters. 
 When you see him the head of Armour Institute, not only 
 directing its technical studies and training, but creating and 
 managing the whole organization and planning its enlarge- 
 ment, he is a master of practicalities, dynamic as one of its 
 electrical engines; when you heard him speak from this 
 
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 IN ISIEMORIAM 
 
 platform in Central Church, inspired and inspiring, with all 
 his artistic tastes and faculties, all his learning and literary 
 skill, all his practical wisdom and common sense, all his wide 
 experiences of life, fused and flaming in his voice, as he 
 sought to lift his hearers to moral heights, to set their feet in 
 right paths and to make the currents of their lives cleaner 
 and sweeter and more helpful, you knew that he was the 
 preacher! — using every possession, — "all thoughts, all pas- 
 sions, all delights, — to feed that sacred flame." But if you 
 knew him, even a little, in his completeness, you came to 
 realize that behind and above the art-lover and the poet, 
 the popular lecturer, the educational leader and the great 
 preacher, was a man and a brother. And you would never 
 think of him again as any one of his many parts. 
 
 His Ideals 
 
 It was his ideal of a citizen, that in all his relationships 
 he should always be a man and a brother. Therefore, as a 
 citizen, he was a brother to all who heard him, to all who 
 went to him for counsel or comfort — an inspiring brother 
 to all the City's agencies of moral and artistic beauty and 
 enlightenment. This great brother, alike of the rich and the 
 poor, and of those who were neither rich nor poor, not only 
 made the world better, but he made it happier and more 
 beautiful; and he found his reward and his joy in this beauty 
 and in the happiness of others. 
 
 No man had a finer sense of justice and tolerance. He 
 knew no lines of color, or race, or sect, or religion, where he 
 could serve. Once a rich father complained to him that his 
 son was in the same class with a colored boy at Armour 
 Institute. "He was, but he isn't," was the answer; "the 
 colored boy made 98 in his examinations, the white boy less 
 than 60." This Great Heart, as he has been called, after 
 Bunyan's faithful guide in the Pilgrim's Progress, toiled 
 
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 joyously and with unflagging zeal for the people of this City 
 and State and Nation, His sympathy, his hope and his 
 faith, under all conditions, in every relation, were as bound- 
 less as the air. 
 
 His daily life among people who heard him or met him 
 or realized his endeavor, was constantly saying to them — 
 not in words, but more distinctly: "Why spend your 
 money for that which is not bread, and your labor for that 
 which satisfieth not?" 
 
 A Marvellous Life 
 
 A marvellous life of aspiration and achievement! — 
 in itself and in the multitudes that he influenced; in its 
 scope and variety of activity; also in its intense and ceaseless 
 energy, and the beauty of its unselfish service. No citizen 
 has ever had a broader or clearer vision of the higher pos- 
 sibilities of Chicago in human development, or has done 
 more to shape the forces to realize this vision. Truly it has 
 been said: "He was the first citizen of his city — ^the in- 
 carnation of its genius and the prophecy of its future." 
 
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 RESOLUTIONS 
 
 Presented by Bernard E. Sunny 
 
 IN the sixty-sixth year of a Hfe devoted to the glory of 
 God and the service of man, the great soul of Frank 
 Wakely Gunsaulus has gone to its everlasting reward. 
 
 ^^^lile we are of thousands who have gathered here today, 
 we are but a few of the many who loved him, and whom he 
 loved, and we seek — e-^xn inadequately as it must be — to 
 place on record our estimate of his character and work, 
 and our sense of gratitude for his life among us for so many 
 years. 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus was deeply appreciated and revered 
 always, but we realize now, to an even greater degree, his 
 eminence and invaluable activities. Citizenship has lost a 
 militant patriot; art an earnest apostle; education a trium- 
 phant leader; religion an ardent prophet; and humanity, the 
 world over, a sympathizing and helpful friend. 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus was a heroic mold mentally and physically, 
 and, in his capacity as a citizen, was a tireless crusader who 
 won and held the multitude to the standards of law, order 
 and civic righteousness. His was a sense of responsibility, 
 catholic and keenly vigilant. 
 
 He could not have a mere casual interest in anv situation 
 or measure which threatened the common safety or happi- 
 ness. With a foresight and alertness that were character- 
 istic, he was immediately aglow and into the arena at the 
 first sign of danger, where he asked for no quarter and gave 
 none. 
 
 An armored knight when need be, in other hours Dr. 
 Gunsaulus was a student, a poet, a musician. 
 
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 His was an unquenchable eagerness for knowledge, and 
 his quick intelligence, aided by an aptitude for sifting the 
 significant from the trivial, carried him in his range of in- 
 terest far beyond our conception of the possibilities of the 
 human mind. 
 
 Those facts were most dear to him that could be made to 
 add to men's store of knowledge and happiness. In his 
 writings, Dr. Gunsaulus has given us vividly the harvest of 
 a scholar. In his poems he has shared with us a fruition 
 of spirit that is gleaned from the fields of many centuries. 
 
 His love for music was a passion underlying all the color- 
 ful parts he played with unvarying ardor in his life among us. 
 In its ministry he profoundly believed; he relied upon it to 
 illustrate and interpret beyond the power of words, and 
 labored urgently that others might share its gifts and its 
 message. 
 
 The sense of beauty which was so marked in his religious 
 ministrations, his deep understanding and appreciation of 
 all art, flowed through him into the life of our city. As 
 Trustee of the Art Institute and of the Field Museum of 
 Natural History, donor of important collections to each 
 institution; as patron, collector and inspirer of artistic and 
 antiquarian interest wherever he went, his name will be 
 kept in honor in the hearts of all lovers of ancient and 
 beautiful things. He contributed to the art development of 
 Chicago, gifts, which none but he could bestow; and he pos- 
 sessed the power of stimulating enthusiasm and of enlisting 
 faith in the significance of art. More fortunate than many 
 another scholar, he preserved his intimacy with the masses 
 and pointed out to them the solace of art. He visioned its 
 province with an enthusiasm which inspired his associates 
 by its creative vigor; he advanced a knowledge of the 
 manifestation of art for life's sake, tireless as a teacher and 
 a lecturer, disseminating his learning in schools, colleges 
 and art museums throughout the country; and for all of 
 
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 these, and because of his life service, he will always be 
 reverently regarded as one of the vital forces of art in his 
 time. 
 
 Chicago will remember Dr. Gunsaulus as the educator, 
 to whose vision and creative leadership it owes its foremost 
 technical school — Armour Institute of Technology. A 
 famous sermon of his led to its foundation and subsequent 
 enlargement; he has been its only President; and to this 
 "Child of his Faith and Hope" the larger part of his time 
 and strength have been given for more than a quarter of a 
 century. It embodied not only his passionate interest in 
 young people and their training, but his comprehensive 
 philosophy of education, and his large sense of human welfare 
 and progress. Its great past and its still greater future will 
 be commemorative of him whose prophetic eye foresaw, 
 and kindling heart first inspired, that which his marked 
 powers of administration and indomitable energy have done 
 so much to turn into reality. 
 
 Underlying every interest, every activity of Dr. Gunsau- 
 lus, was a profound spirit of reverence which glorified his 
 attitude toward all great things. To most people he was, 
 first and fundamentally, a preacher, — a faithful ambassador 
 of Christ, in whom a native gift of eloquent utterance, a 
 vivid imagination, an extraordinary power of dramatic 
 characterization, a creative aesthetic sense, intense moral 
 convictions, and a rich religious experience, combined to 
 make one of the great voices of the American pulpit. The 
 warm Spanish and the deep Puritan strains in his unusual 
 inheritance mingled in him to produce a spiritual prophet 
 who, through twleve years in Plymouth Church and twenty 
 years in Central Church, led hundreds of thousands to 
 "worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness." His trumpet 
 call, simple and impassioned, reached alike all men — an 
 equal inspiration to educated and uneducated, to young 
 and old, rich and poor — a fountain of courage and strength. 
 
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 The nation knew Dr. Gunsaulus almost as well as did 
 Chicago. Perhaps none other of our city and of our day was 
 so reverenced by his countrymen. Often and more often, as 
 his fame spread from sea to sea, came the call to pulpit or 
 lecture hall, of villages and cities all over the land and, never 
 sparing his strength, never thinking of his convenience or 
 comfort, he hastened to respond and give of his wealth of 
 eloquence, knowledge and understanding. Those who had 
 the privilege of finding themselves under his magnetic spell 
 will not forget, as long as memory lasts, the greatest preacher 
 of his day. 
 
 But back of his diverse interests and achievements lies 
 the most remarkable thing about Dr. Gunsaulus — his 
 unique and irresistible personality. Magnetic and dominat- 
 ing as he was, he never used his great power over other men 
 meanly or selfishly. He was quick to know and generously 
 applaud the smallest contribution of others to the common 
 weal. 
 
 He had a heart of gold — unalloyed in its integrity, quick 
 to melt in sympathy, rich in the rewards of its friendship. 
 This made him deeply beloved and constantly sought out by 
 all sorts and conditions of men; for he was intuitive to 
 understand, tender to comfort, wise to counsel and mighty 
 to inspire. 
 
 He had an unfailing memory for our graces and a merciful 
 forgetfulness for our shortcomings. 
 
 The love for his fellow men, that poured forth unstinted 
 and inexhaustible from his own great heart, came back to 
 him again in the universal regard and general affection 
 which this memorial gathering seeks to express. 
 
 To his family, we extend our deepest sympathy and the 
 acknowledgment of the debt of humanity to this husband and 
 father — a debt which can never be repaid. 
 
 Therefore, Be it Resolved by all here assembled, that 
 this obligation be preserved in deathless memory and that 
 
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 IN MEMORIAM 
 
 the name of Frank Wakely Gunsaulus be inscribed forever 
 upon the honor roll of our city and country as one of our 
 noblest and best beloved citizens; as an art lover, educator, 
 orator, writer, minister — unsurpassed in understanding, 
 undisputed in leadership, and unforgotten in his abiding and 
 inspiring influence. 
 
 As we glimpse the sunlight through the rift in the clouds, 
 so, through Dr. Gunsaulus, we sense the glory of the Infinite. 
 Through him and "through the lenses of our tears, we get 
 a closer view of heaven." 
 
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 MEMORIAL ADDRESS 
 
 By Clarence T. Brown, 
 
 At The Ohio Wesleyan University, Sunday, 
 June 12th, 1921. 
 
 ANY single address upon the many-sided life of Dr. 
 ' Gunsaulus must necessarily leave out many things 
 which his friends would have liked to hear. If I do not today 
 dwell upon what was to you the most precious quality of his 
 personality, namely, his boundless affection and generosity, 
 I am sure you will understand that it is not from lack of love 
 on my part, but rather from such a fulness of love that I dare 
 not dwell upon it lest my address be carried away by the 
 swelling tide of my own emotions. We were boys together; 
 in 1887 I married his only sister, and through all the years 
 we have been not only brothers-in-law, but brothers in heart. 
 
 A man's Alma Mater, like all good mothers, follows her 
 sons through the years with loving interest, rejoices in all 
 their achievements, and loves to have them recounted to her, 
 especially when those achievements have been such as to 
 win for them a fair renown among their fellows. Let me, 
 therefore, bring you today, first of all, a few of the many 
 tributes from his own City of Chicago to this loving and 
 beloved son of the Ohio Wesleyan University. At a great 
 memorial service held in the Auditorium in Chicago on the 
 24th of April, when men and women from all walks of life 
 gathered in reverence and affection to honor this beloved 
 leader, resolutions were adopted, from which I will read two 
 or three paragraphs. 
 
 "Dr. Gunsaulus was deeply appreciated and revered 
 always, but we realize now, to an even greater degree, his 
 
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 eminent and invaluable activities. Citizenship has lost a 
 militant patriot; Art an earnest apostle; Education a tri- 
 umphant leader; Religion an ardent i)roi)liet, and Humanity 
 the world over a sympathizing and helpful friend. 
 
 "The sense of beauty which was so marked in his 
 religious ministrations, his deep understanding and apprecia- 
 tion of all art, flowed through him into the life of our city. 
 * * * More fortunate than many another scholar, he 
 preserved his intimacy with the masses, and pointed out to 
 them the solace of art. * * * 
 
 "To most people he was, first and fundamentally, a 
 preacher, — a spiritual prophet who, through twelve years 
 in Plymouth Church and twenty years in Central Church, 
 led hundreds of thousands to worship the Lord in the beauty 
 of holiness. His trumpet call, simple and impassioned, 
 reached alike all men, — an equal inspiration to educated and 
 uneducated, to young and old, rich and poor, — a fountain 
 of courage and strength. 
 
 " * * * Those who had the privilege of finding them- 
 selves under his magnetic spell will not forget, as long as 
 memory lasts, the greatest preacher of his day. 
 
 "The love for his fellow men, that poured forth un- 
 stinted and inexliaustible from his own heart, came back to 
 him again in the universal regard and general affection which 
 this memorial gathering seeks to express. * * * 
 
 "Therefore, Be it Resolved by all here assembled, 
 that this obligation be preserved in deathless memory, and 
 that the name of Frank Wakely Gunsaulus be inscribed 
 forever upon the honor roll of our city and country as 
 one of our noblest and best beloved citizens; educator, 
 orator, writer, lover of music and art, minister — unsurpassed 
 in understanding, undisputed in leadership, and unforgotten 
 in his abiding and inspiring influence." 
 
 Among the many resolutions that have been adopted 
 it is significant that they should have come, not only from 
 
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 church organizations and institutions of learning, from so- 
 cieties interested in art, music and civic righteousness, in 
 which he played so large a part, but that so many of them 
 have come from organizations that are purely commercial, 
 whose prime interest is in what we call the practical affairs of 
 life. Let me read you just one paragraph from the resolutions 
 sent to his family by the Chicago Association of Commerce : 
 
 "As a nobleman of God his life found daily expression 
 in love for his fellows. He unsparingly gave of his best in 
 responding to the challenge of his city. A man of heroic 
 mould, physically and mentally, he won and influenced for 
 good a multitude in the state and nation. * * * He 
 lived to serve. 'As one lamp lights another, nor glows less, so 
 nobleness enkindleth nobleness.' " 
 
 It must be of peculiar interest to this institution, whose 
 primary purpose is to train men and women for moral 
 leadership, that so many of these testimonies have come 
 from the business world, expressing appreciation of the 
 fact that his moral idealism and his spiritual leadership had 
 given a truer direction and a finer issue even to the material 
 concerns of a great city. Practical men saw in him an 
 impressive demonstration of the incalculable service which 
 the man of letters and ideals, the apostle of culture, and the 
 prophet of religion renders to the common good. Every now 
 and then some man who believes, in spite of eminent testi- 
 mony to the contrary, that a man's life does consist in the 
 abundance of the things that he possesses, rises up to move 
 that the colleges be closed and the churches abolished on the 
 ground that they are contributing nothing to the common 
 welfare and wealth of the world. Humanly speaking, we 
 never should have had such a man of light and leading as 
 Dr. Gunsaulus but for the village church in which he gave 
 his heart to God, where from the torch of religion held in 
 humble hands that torch was lighted which, for a whole 
 generation, was held aloft in splendor over a great city, and 
 
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 IN MEMORIAM 
 
 shed its beneficent light far out across the hind from sea to 
 sea. Fiirtlierniore, he might never have had such a career 
 but for this Cliristian College, which opened to him the 
 gates of the higher learning, and inducted him into the 
 great courts of human culture, where he was made aware of 
 the tremendous obligations of our racial heritage. 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus achieved such distinction as author, 
 educator and preacher as has been attained by few in his 
 generation. It is not my purpose, however, to employ this 
 memorial hour in any attempt to describe his exceptional 
 gifts, but if I may, to point out the noble use which he made 
 of them. The value of the life of the extraordinary man to 
 the ordinary man does not lie in his difference from him but 
 in his likeness to him; the difference is only a matter of 
 degree; the likeness is in the essential quality. The light 
 of a great beacon shining far out upon the deep is the same 
 light as that which shines from a lamp in the window. Let 
 me, therefore, speak today concerning those fundamental 
 elements in the character of Dr. Gunsaulus, — those con- 
 victions and ideals, those attitudes and purposes, — that 
 make for good character in everybody, and for the glory of 
 God everywhere. This, I am sure, would be his desire. 
 Thinking, then, of the things that were determinative and 
 formative in the character and service of Dr. Gunsaulus, 
 let me say at once that among all the varied interests of 
 his many-sided life and its wide-reaching activities, his 
 major interest was religion. That gave significance to all 
 his other interests and essential unity to his diversified 
 activities. He never used the pulpit as a lecture platform; 
 but, on the other hand, he very often turned the lecture plat- 
 form into a pulpit. His supreme interest was in religion, and 
 it was more than an intellectual or historical or homiletical 
 interest. He had noble ideas of God, one of the most broadly 
 and adequately Christian conceptions of God that I have 
 ever known any man to possess, but his religion was a good 
 
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 deal more than a conception of God, noble as that was, it 
 was a communion with God, a reverent but confident co- 
 operation with God. He had no foolish notion of the infalli- 
 bility of his own opinions or judgments, but he had no man- 
 ner of doubt that he spoke to men as a messenger of an 
 infallible God, summoning them to commit their ways to 
 His will and to yield their hearts to His love. A man could 
 not spend an hour under the commanding spell of his preach- 
 ing without a profound conviction that for him and for all 
 men everywhere the one necessity was God. Before that 
 supreme need, all the other needs of life fell into their own 
 place, and all the glory of the world and the pomp of cir- 
 cumstances paled into insignificance. 
 
 The fundamental factor in the character and influence 
 of this remarkable man was his humility. "Humility.'^" 
 Some of you are saying. That is a strange word to use as 
 the most prominent characteristic of Dr. Gunsaulus. You 
 are thinking of him perhaps as you saw him one day when he 
 was holding a vast audience in the hollow of his hand, sway- 
 ing them as he would; or perhaps of another hour when he 
 was bidding defiance to some arrogant sin or denouncing 
 some public sinner, when his words were as terrible as an 
 army with banners. There were times when his humility 
 was like that of the Puritan forebears of his mother, of whom 
 it was said, "They bowed their faces in the dust before 
 Jehovah and set their feet on the neck of kings." Or you 
 may be thinking of the place of distinguished leadership 
 which he took as if of right it belonged to him, and you say, 
 "How do you make it out that the fundamental character- 
 istic of this man was his humility.^" Furthermore, it never 
 occurred to him to disclaim the possession of remarkable gifts 
 and powers, but in spite of all that, I am prepared to say to 
 you, after an acquaintance of fifty years, that the most 
 elemental thing, the most determinative thing, in the 
 character of Frank W. Gunsaulus was his humility. His was 
 
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 the kind of liumility wliich Ruskin has so finely described: 
 "I beHeve the first test of a truly great man is his humility. 
 I do not mean by humility doubt of his own j)o\ver, or hesi- 
 tation in speaking his opinions. * * * All great men not 
 only know their business, but usually know that tliey know 
 it, and are not only right in their main opinions, but they 
 usually know that they are right in them, only they do not 
 think much of themselves on that account. * ♦ * They 
 have a curious under-sense of powerlessness, a feeling 
 that the power is not in them, but through them, that they 
 could not do or be anything else than God made them; 
 and they see something divine and God-made in every 
 other man they meet, and are endlessly, foolishly, incredibly 
 merciful." 
 
 That was the kind of humility that Dr. Gunsaulus had. 
 It was the humility of a man who not only believed in the 
 sovereignty of God, but of a man who felt it. You could not 
 know him well without being sure of that. You could not 
 hear him pray without being sure of that. When he engaged 
 in public prayer you felt the majesty, the ineffable splendor, 
 the infinite mercy of the Eternal God. 
 
 No prophet or Puritan of old believed more profoundly 
 in the sovereignty of God than he. Preachments like those 
 of Mr. Wells concerning a finite God, heroically struggling on 
 toward perfection, seemed to him sheer nonsense. He be- 
 lieved not only in the companionable God, but in the cosmic, 
 transcendent God, infinite in power and in wisdom. He 
 believed in God over all, transcending all other powers in 
 heaven and in earth, before Whose judgment seat all human 
 authorities must give an account — all kings and councils, 
 all rulers and governments, all autocracies and all demo- 
 cracies, — including our own! That is just the point where 
 so many so-called Christians turn out to be pagans. He gave 
 no quarter to that superstititious patriotism, that counter- 
 feit Americanism which dotes on "Vox populi, vox Dei." 
 
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 The voice of the people might be the voice of God, or it 
 might not be. No man was more patriotically American 
 than he; none more enamored of the ideal of a government 
 of, by, and for the people, then he. No man since Abraham 
 Lincoln loved the common people more than he. But he 
 never encouraged them in the illusion that what they 
 thought was necessarily what God thought, or that what 
 they wanted was what God was bound to give them. An 
 American policy might be right or it might be wrong, but 
 the judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether. 
 That rang through all his speeches, and was the keynote in 
 his last public address two nights before his death. That 
 was one reason why the people gave so much heed to what 
 he said. Say what you will, humanity will not believe 
 anyone very much but God, and they will not follow any 
 leader for long if they suspect that he does not believe in the 
 absolute authority and in the sovereign purpose of God in 
 His world. He believed profoundly that the only basis for 
 civil liberty is religious liberty, and that the only guaranty 
 of the permanence of our great free institutions rests in the 
 character of the people who have the fear of God before their 
 eyes and the love of God in their hearts. 
 
 As a humble servant of the most high God, he had a 
 vigilant and compelling sense of responsibility ; he could not 
 have a mere casual interest in any measure which threatened 
 the common good. He was no prophet of smooth things, 
 crying, "Peace, Peace, when there was no peace." Deeply 
 as he deplored those perversions of religion which appear in 
 obscurantism, slavish literalism, sectarianism, and fana- 
 ticism in all its forms, his dislike of these was mild in com- 
 parison to his disgust for that negation of religion which 
 appears in a self-indulgent and indolent sentimentalism. 
 Fanaticism he deplored, dilettantism he despised. 
 
 Out of this same unfaltering faith in the omnipotent 
 and omniscient God came his serious and unflagging op- 
 
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 IN MEMORIAM 
 
 timism, — the last remove from the superficial sort that comes 
 from closing the mind to all the painful and tragical aspects 
 of the world, — but by opening his mind to the vision of the 
 God great enough and good enough to bring to pass His 
 purpose to establish in the earth His kingdom of righteous- 
 ness and peace, wherein every tongue shall confess that Jesus 
 Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. Never in 
 his darkest hour did he doubt the triumph of God; he 
 verily "endured as seeing Him Who is invisible." "Let man 
 submit," he said, "to omnipotence, and undertake the in- 
 evitable; the irresistible current of the Divine Life will 
 invite and bear up whatever argosies may and ought to 
 move upon its flood. He is in the hands of God moving in 
 history." 
 
 It was out of this same profound spirit of reverence, — 
 out of the deeps of a great humility that his eloquent voice 
 rose to such commanding heights of spiritual power. As I 
 think again with you of the music and the moving power of 
 his preaching, I think of those words of Isaiah, in which he 
 gave an account of the origin of his message as a preacher : 
 
 "The Lord God hath given me the tongue of the learned that I should 
 know how to speak a word in season to him that is weary; he wakeneth 
 morning by morning; he wakeneth mine ear to hear as the learned. The 
 Lord God hath opened mine 'ear, and I was not rebellious, nor turned 
 away back." 
 
 In some such experience as this is found, I think, the 
 hiding of his power as a preacher. He had great native gifts, 
 it is true; an intellect of imperial dimensions and resources; 
 a marvelously retentive and discriminating memory; a 
 vivid creative imagination; a remarkable gift for dramatic 
 characterization; the poet's soul, sensitive to all things beau- 
 tiful and sublime; an emotional power that at times swept 
 and lifted vast audiences like the waves of the sea; the ora- 
 tor's instinct and indefinable magnetism; and withal a 
 magnificent organ-like voice, whose tones rang out to the 
 
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 remotest ear of a vast audience as clear and distinct as the 
 tones of a trumpet. But all these are secondary elements 
 in his eloquence; the primary one is his own profound 
 spiritual experience, such as is described in Isaiah's words, — 
 "The Lord God hath opened mine ear to hear and given me 
 the tongue to speak." The soul of his eloquence came through 
 the ear of his soul, awakened to hear the voice of God. 
 Having heard, he must speak. Lord Charnworth, in a recent 
 article, says of religion: "Amid all the changes of time and 
 circumstances, one thing remains unchanged and un- 
 changeable, the approach of God to the spirit of man, and 
 the response of man to the Spirit of God." In the response of 
 this man's soul to the approach of God's spirit, through his 
 utter faith in and his glad surrender to the spirit of God, you 
 hear the music and feel the power of his inspired and in- 
 spiring message. In one of his Yale lectures, where he is 
 speaking concerning the power that sometimes springs 
 forth from the unconscious depths of personality, he 
 describes a peculiarly impressive moment in an eloquent 
 address by Bishop Simpson. "I saw," he said, "the whole 
 audience at a certain moment electrified at the appearance 
 of something which he seemed not at all at the beginning, or 
 even in the midst of his discourse, to be preaching or even 
 thinking about. He had superior powers of wooing from the 
 crypts of his memory personal figures, who walked forth as if 
 on some fresh resurrection morning they had escaped death. 
 But this was not memory. I can feel and hear the sentence, 
 though I cannot quote it. It was a reason for a reason urged 
 in behalf of the supremacy of our moral intuitions. It was, 
 indeed, a stormy moment in the history of the man, for he 
 was grappling with tremendous currents of thought and 
 feeling. The lift and altitude of his conscious activities; 
 the quick splendid realization of the currents which flowed 
 within sight of everyone so grandly were as nothing in com- 
 parison with the message from underneath. It seemed a 
 
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 IX AIEMORIAM 
 
 voice from out the eternity of tlie man's ageless spiritual 
 life." And he adds: "This is eloquence of the highest order. 
 It is never mere oratory. This is poetry of the highest order; 
 it is never mere verse. As William Morris said of Tennyson: 
 
 'The Master could not tell, with all his lore. 
 Wherefore he sang, or whence the mandate sped.' 
 
 "The great creations of men," he says, "are born in 
 unconsciousness. Personality seems to fade, yet personality 
 was never so true and real. We gain our noblest self, as 
 Galahad, by sublime self-loss in the universal." 
 
 That, I think, is a good description of his own eloquence 
 in its highest reaches, in its most significant power. I was 
 speaking to a friend the other day of this idea of eloquence 
 as the response of man to the Spirit of God, and he said, 
 "Yes, I think that is true, but the other great test of elo- 
 quence is whether it has the power to awaken a like response 
 in those who hear it." For forty years and more our friend's 
 eloquence, tried by that test, was not found wanting. Fas- 
 cinating as the speech and personality of Dr. Gunsaulus 
 were, when his speech was most vibrant and potent, his 
 hearers lost sight of him and forgot all else in the music of 
 the Eternal Love ringing out from his eloquent lips. 
 
 "Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords 
 with might. 
 Smote the chord of self that trembling, passed in music 
 out of sight" 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus was indeed a great servant of God, a fear- 
 less and masterful champion of righteousness — reverent, 
 vigilant, unremitting in his labors. He was all the greater 
 as a servant of God, because he was so great a lover of God. 
 The humility which glorified all his great powers was the 
 humility of a heart unspeakably grateful for the immeasur- 
 able grace of God disclosed on Calvary, the utter sacrifice 
 and glorious triumph of Redeeming Love. "Men talk of 
 
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 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 
 preparation for the Gospel ministry! There is no prepara- 
 tion," he said, "to be mentioned in the same thought or 
 breath with that which comes of the struggle and the 
 victory over sin and the sinful disposition, in full view of the 
 Sin-Bearer!" And he often said, "The only pulpit that men 
 respect permanently pours forth the music of redemption." 
 He had manifold and diversified enthusiasm, but all these 
 were bound together and crowned by his enthusiam for 
 God. "All goodness," he once said, "virtue, love, any 
 and all other living influences and realities, must have per- 
 sonal origins, resources and connections, or none. I plead for 
 the awakened image of God, living by love, and lifting all 
 and everything to unity of blessing, by the sublime attrac- 
 tion of excellence. * * * Christ's own secret of personal 
 influence will be yours and mine, only when we accept, for 
 God's sake and for the sake of our brethren, the awful gift of 
 personality to be given into His keeping and disciplined by 
 His guidance." 
 
 We remember with profound gratitude the notable 
 contributions of Dr. Gunsaulus to the common good as 
 educator, author, publicist, but especially as one who has 
 exalted in our eyes the greatness and the power and the 
 beauty of the Christian Ministry. As we hear again the 
 persuasive challenge of his far-carrying voice, only the 
 words of Israel's poet-prophet can express our feelings: 
 "How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that 
 bringeth good tidings; that publisheth peace; that bringeth 
 good tidings of good; that publisheth salvation; that sayeth 
 unto Zion, Thy God reigneth." 
 
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 1821 
 
 THIS TABUr raESENTED TO 
 
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 Dfi FRANK WAKEIY SUNtAULUS 
 
 AND 19 AN EXPRESSION OF APPRECIATTON OF HIS BROAD VtSION 
 
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 OF rm PROTECTION EI«W£ER»« as one of the C0UR9E9M Tt^ NSTTTUTE 
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 FIRE UNDERWRITERS ASBOCIAT'.ON OF THE NORTHWEST 
 
 Bronze Memorial Tablet, 19-21. Owned by tiie Armour Institute 
 
 of Technology
 
 SPEECH OF PRESENTATION 
 OF THE BRONZE MEMORIAL TABLET 
 
 Gift of the Fire Insurance Organizations of the 
 Northwest, October, 5, 1921 
 
 By Wellington R. Townley 
 
 Mr. President, Members of the Fire Undenvriters Associa- 
 tion of the Northwest, and our Honored Guests: 
 
 At the opening of this afternoon's session, we have set 
 aside a few minutes for the unveiling and presentation of this 
 tablet. 
 
 It is appropriate that we, as insurance men, commemorate 
 the passing of Doctor Frank Wakely Gunsaulus, preacher, 
 educator, art lover, citizen and friend. Seldom is it our 
 privilege to gain for our business the interest of great men 
 whose principal activities are outside the profession of Fire 
 Insurance. Dr. Gunsaulus was a man who rose to every 
 occasion and never failed to do the worthy thing. When we 
 approached him regarding our modest little scholarship at 
 Armour Institute, he received the intelligence of our pro- 
 posal as enthusiastically as though it were some great 
 benefaction to that institution. His friendliness alone gave 
 the project prominence and we today are happy to record the 
 presence of over fifty students at Armour Institute preparing 
 themselves for the great work of conserving life, property 
 and all their essential values. 
 
 It is not my purpose to attempt any eulogy of this great 
 man. Memorial meetings without number have been held 
 in this city and elsewhere, in which his power as a preacher; 
 his influence as an educator; his help to all the branches of 
 art; his value as a citizen, have been faithfully and lovingly 
 
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 recorded. We wish simply and modestly to claim him as part 
 of ourselves. His honorary membership in this Association 
 is something that we shall always cherish. Do you remember 
 his last words to us? They sound today like a benediction: 
 "You are drilling soldiers in a crusade against waste, in be- 
 half of the home, the factory, the workshop, the palace of 
 art, the temple of Almighty God. And may God give you 
 grace to measure up to the opportunities of your time and 
 generation." 
 
 The very day that the spirit of Dr. Gunsaulus returned 
 to God who gave it, a few of his friends in the Fire In- 
 surance business, representing its many branches, local and 
 national, met and decided that some fitting memorial should 
 be adopted and this tablet was the result. Mr. George 
 Ganiere, the Artist Sculptor, knew the Doctor well; they 
 met very often at the Art Institute, and the wonderful 
 likeness the artist has given us adds greatly to the value of 
 our memorial. 
 
 Our Committee has consulted with the authorities at 
 Armour Institute and we have selected a place where this 
 tablet will be placed. It is just outside the door of the office 
 which Dr. Gunsaulus, as President of the Institute, occupied 
 for so many years. And when the new buildings are con- 
 structed, we are assured that our gift will find a prominent 
 and permanent place where the record of our appreciation 
 of this great soul will be perpetuated. 
 
 We have as honored guests with us today the Deans 
 of the Institute, one of whom is now Acting President, and 
 I shall therefore ask Dean Raymond, on behalf of Armour 
 Institute of Technology, to accept this gift from the various 
 fire insurance organizations whose names appear on the 
 tablet. The memorial carries with it our love for our friend 
 and the assurance of our continued interest in the welfare 
 of the Institution to which he was so devotedly attached. 
 
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 SPEECH OF ACTING PRESIDENT. 
 HOWARD RAYMOND 
 
 Made in Accepting the Memorial Tablet presented by the Fire 
 Insurance Organizations of the Northwest 
 
 f~\^ behalf of the Board of Trustees I receive this tablet 
 ^-^ with true regard to its importance, not only to the 
 Armour Institute of Technology but to the field of education 
 in America. Eloquent tributes have been paid to Dr. 
 Gunsaulus as a preacher, orator, lecturer, citizen, art lover, 
 and educator, but this tablet, as a lasting and appropriate 
 memorial, justly celebrates a great and distinguished man 
 as a pioneer in the establishment of a special branch of 
 engineering education. 
 
 In 1903, Dr. Gunsaulus, after several conferences with 
 the President of the Underwriters Laboratories and other 
 prominent officials who were interested in the prevention 
 of fire and the appalling destruction which follows in its 
 wake, decided to establish a four-year course in Fire Protec- 
 tion Engineering at the Armour Institute of Technology. 
 
 In common with many new ventures in education, it 
 was received with some misgivings regarding its stability 
 as a distinctive branch of engineering and, consequently, 
 passed through a period of years of quiescence and somewhat 
 uncertainty, but Dr. Gunsaulus, with his far-sighted vision 
 and enthusiasm, was always optimistic, and his public 
 utterances in behalf of fire prevention, always so impressive, 
 wielded a mighty influence in the sweeping away of feelings 
 of apprehension. 
 
 The Western Actuarial Bureau, in establishing a scholar- 
 ship fund for the benefit of students in Fire Protection En- 
 
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 gineering, has performed a most magnanimous service. Dr. 
 Gunsaulus has often spoken of his great appreciation of the 
 loyal co-operation of the Underwriters Laboratories, and 
 now, with these scholarships available for earnest and capable 
 young men, the future and success of the course in Fire 
 Protection Engineering is assured. 
 
 The organizations whose names appear here have dedi- 
 cated this splendid gift to the noble memory of a noble 
 man, whose life was a series of noble acts for the betterment 
 of his fellow men. This tablet will always be held as a sacred 
 trust and occupy a prominent place in the buildings of the 
 Armour Institute of Technology, whether old or new, 
 where all may see; where the young may be impressed and 
 inspired by the record of a worthy act of their former 
 President, and the old will breathe the spirit of a great 
 benefactor in the cause of education. 
 
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 RESOLUTIONS
 
 RESOLUTIONS 
 AMERICAN ASSOCIATION OF ENGINEERS 
 
 CHICAGO CHAPTER 
 
 Be It Resolved That, there is recognized in the passing 
 of Dr. Frank Gunsaulus the loss of a great leader in the 
 community, and in the development of engineering know- 
 ledge. The Chicago Chapter of the American Association of 
 Engineers, in regular meeting convened, desires to extend 
 this expression of the sincere sympathy of its members to 
 his family and close associates. 
 
 And Be It Further Resolved: That the Chapter 
 President shall cause to be conveyed a copy of the above 
 resolution to the immediate family of the deceased and to 
 the Faculty of the Armour Institute of Technology. 
 
 ARMOUR INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY 
 
 BOARD OF TRUSTEES 
 
 An Omniscient Providence having decreed that Frank 
 Wakely Gunsaulus had fulfilled his allotted task on 
 earth, in obedience to a Divine Summons, he passed 
 from this life March Seventeenth, Nineteen Hundred and 
 Twenty-One, leaving the cause of humanity enriched 
 beyond measure by his contribution of inspiration and 
 service in its behalf. 
 
 We, his associates, members of the Board of Trustees 
 of the Armour Institute of Technology, in reverent tribute 
 to his memory, have assembled today to express our sense 
 of personal loss and to record in these minutes the cherished 
 heritage of his inspiration as a sacred and perpetual legacy. 
 
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 For thirty years he was the President and guiding spirit 
 of the Armour Institute of Technology. An able adminis- 
 trator and wise counsellor, his magnetic personality and 
 dynamic forcefulness fostered its growth and influence from 
 the inception of the founder's plan in the year Eighteen 
 Hundred and Ninety-One to its consummation in the pres- 
 ent completely organized and fully equipped College of 
 Engineering. It stands, the embodiment of his broad and 
 sympathetic vision, a fitting and eternal monument to his 
 life, his character and his genius. 
 
 He sought the truth to proclaim it, and earned the abiding 
 trust of all men by his nobility of thought, high moral cour- 
 age, sincerity and earnestness of purpose so well exempli- 
 fied by his devotion to his chosen work. His voice was 
 ever uplifted to inspire kindness and a tender consideration 
 of others as a divine duty. The ennobling influence of his 
 character has bequeathed to mankind a wider horizon of 
 human justice than his coming found. His place cannot be 
 filled, and we must find our consolation for this hour of 
 grief in our enduring memory of his achievement and the 
 solemn obligation to carry on to its fruition the work he so 
 ably guided. 
 
 The Board of Trustees extend their heartfelt sympathy 
 to his bereaved family with the hope that their present sor- 
 row may be lightened by the knowledge that his life-time 
 of service to humanity enshrines his memory forever with 
 the truly great among mankind. 
 
 ARMOUR INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY 
 
 THE FACULTY 
 
 The members of the Faculty of the Armour Institute of 
 Technology, feeling profoundly the great sorrow and bereave- 
 ment that has come to our beloved Institution through the 
 death of its President, Dr. Gunsaulus, herewith express 
 
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 IN MEMORIAM 
 
 their deep-felt grief over the irreparal^le loss of his friendship 
 and leadership. 
 
 His inspiring influence will ever continue to guide us in 
 our work and life. 
 
 To Mrs. Gunsaulus and the members of his family we 
 tender our sincerest sjnnpathy. 
 
 ARMOUR INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY 
 
 THE ALUMNI 
 
 God, in His infinite wisdom, has seen fit to remove from 
 our midst our teacher and adviser. Dr. Frank Wakely Gun- 
 saulus, for the past twenty-eight years President of Armour 
 Institute of Technology. He was a master scholar, who ap- 
 preciated the importance of new and progressive ideas. He 
 was broad-minded, sincere, brave, and true, and was a man of 
 the highest ideals. He was an untiring, true patriot. His 
 vision of the possibilities of scientific achievements was a 
 great light to our Alumni. 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus was far more than a President to us. 
 The Alumni has always followed his high ideals and hopes 
 to continue his policies in the future. 
 
 Therefore, be it 
 
 Resolved that in the death of Dr. Gunsaulus the 
 Alumni of Armour Institute of Technology has lost a worthy 
 leader, his family a loving husband and kind father, and the 
 world a master scholar, an untiring leader, and a benefactor 
 of all mankind. 
 
 Resolved that we extend to the family of our beloved 
 President our heartfelt sympathy in this hour of their 
 bereavement. 
 
 Be It Further Resolved that a copy of these Reso- 
 lutions become a part of the records of our Alumni, and 
 a copy be sent to the widow and family of our deceased 
 leader. 
 
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 ARMOUR MISSION 
 
 MYSTIQUE PLEASURE CLUB 
 
 Whereas, Almighty God, in His infinite wisdom, has 
 called to his last resting place Dr. Frank W. Gunsaulus, 
 founder of the Armour Mission; and 
 
 Whereas, by his achievements as an organizer, orator, 
 educator, and clergyman, he has been a constant source of 
 inspiration to all who knew him; and 
 
 Whereas, by his virtue and good example and the noble 
 qualities of his mind and heart, he had so endeared himself 
 to all his friends and associates, that 
 
 "None knew him but to love him, 
 None named him but to praise." 
 
 Therefore, be it Resolved, that the death of Dr. Frank 
 W. Gunsaulus has caused a profound sensation of sadness 
 and emotions of deep and unaffected regret not limited to 
 his family, but extending throughout the membership of this 
 organization and pervading and saddening the minds of all. 
 
 Resolved, that these resolutions be entered upon the min- 
 utes of this organization, and that a copy be transmitted to 
 the widow of Dr. Frank W. Gunsaulus as an expression of 
 our abiding sympathy with her in this hour of deep sorrow. 
 
 THE ARION MUSICAL CLUB 
 
 the cecilian choir of milavaukee 
 
 Whereas, The Reverend Frank W. Gunsaulus departed 
 this life mourned by a loving family, a host of friends, a 
 legion of admirers and respected by civilized humanity ; and 
 
 Whereas, He was a faithful friend and staunch supporter 
 of the Arion Musical Club and of the Cecilian Choir, not merely 
 by short spasmodic efforts but consistently offering his kindly 
 assistance whenever needed during a long term of years; and 
 
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 IN MEMORIAM 
 
 Whereas, His helpful thoughts, his kindly suggestions 
 and his wonderful personality have deeply impressed them- 
 selves upon the lives and memory of every one of his many 
 hearers; now Therefore 
 
 Be It Resolved : That the Arion Musical Club and the 
 Cecilian Choir express their deepest sympathy to the 
 bereaved family of Dr. Gunsaulus, and also express the eon- 
 soling thought that his works can never be erased but must 
 live forever more. 
 
 BROWN MEMORIAL PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH 
 
 OF BALTIMORE 
 
 Acknowledging with gratitude the way in which Al- 
 mighty God has led this church through its ministry, we 
 have learned with sorrow of the death of our former pastor, 
 The Rev. Frank Wakely Gunsaulus, D.D. 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus was pastor of our church from May 
 25, 1885, to May 10, 1887; but although with us for so 
 comparatively short a period, the impression made by him 
 upon our church and city was deep and lasting. 
 
 He came to us in the prime of young manhood, with all 
 the fervor and enthusiasm of youth. To his eye had been 
 revealed a wide horizon of truth, and his lips had been 
 touched with the prophet's coal of fire. 
 
 An orator, a philosopher, a poet and a spiritual seer, he 
 stood in our pulpit, and so inspired his audience as to lift 
 them out of themselves into an atmosphere where eternal 
 verities stood clearly revealed. 
 
 Outside of the pulpit he was a thoroughly practical man, 
 interested in the affairs of our city, state and nation; and 
 exerting at all times an uplifting power for whatsoever 
 things were lovely and of good repute. 
 
 He was even greater in his personality than as a preacher 
 or a public-spirited citizen. No one came into contact with 
 
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 him without feehng a certain electric thrill stirring him out 
 of the commonplace, and making him realize that, after all, 
 man does not live by bread alone. 
 
 Those who were his friends, as well as his parishioners, 
 will never lose a sense of gratitude that they were allowed 
 the privilege of being quickened by the influence of his 
 white aspiring soul. 
 
 We recognize the large place which Dr. Gunsaulus, after 
 leaving us, came to hold in the intellectual, educational and 
 religious world ; the great esteem in which the Protestant min- 
 istry of this country held him ; his fearlessness in proclaiming 
 the gospel of Christian righteousness; his tireless effort in en- 
 deavoring to establish the Kingdom of Christ on earth, and 
 his unflinching courage in the midst of life's vicissitudes. 
 
 We extend to his family, and to all those with whom he 
 was associated in his work, our deep sympathy; and bow to 
 the wisdom of Him who doeth all things well. 
 
 BROWN UNIVERSITY CLUB OF CHICAGO 
 
 The Brown University Club of Chicago, saddened by the 
 news of the death of Frank Wakely Gunsaulus, pauses in its 
 meeting this evening to place upon its minutes an expression 
 of its sense of loss and of appreciation. A scholar, an educator, 
 but beyond all, a man he was, whose presence ennobled and 
 inspired all works with which he was connected. An idealist, 
 so eminently practical, that through his efforts the ideals be- 
 came realities. 
 
 CENTRAL CHURCH 
 
 Splendid eulogies, spoken in many places with tender 
 emotion, have paid superlative tribute to the extraordinary 
 man who, for more than twenty years, with rare eloquence, 
 with Christ-like devotion and untiring zeal, ministered to 
 Central Church — our greatly beloved Gunsaulus. 
 
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 IN MEMORIAL 
 
 We, whose inestimable privilege it has been, not only to 
 be often thrilled and entranced by the great preacher and 
 orator and experience the uplifting power of his public 
 utterances, but to know him intimately, feel that no tribute 
 can do justice to his character, his genius, his attainments, 
 his achievements, and his superb and winsome personality. 
 
 Notable as was the extent, variety and definiteness of 
 his knowledge, it was not more so than the facility with 
 which he made it and his manifold endowments subservient 
 to and effective in his supreme mission as a preacher and 
 exemplifier of the gospel of his Lord and Master. We have 
 been witnesses and beneficiaries of his remarkable capacity 
 for illuminating whatever subject attracted his attention, 
 for discerning and interpreting such aspects of it as would 
 communicate to his auditors — whether in vast assemblies 
 or in the intimacy of personal companionship — a new appre- 
 ciation of, and impulse toward, whatever would make life 
 better, happier and nobler. 
 
 In him were harmoniously blended, each at its best, 
 qualities seldom associated, and often thought incompatible. 
 An intuitive faculty for wise leadership in directing, organ- 
 izing and making effective a great variety of agencies whose 
 objects were humanitarian, educational or religious, supple- 
 mented his power of moving great audiences by speech. He 
 was at once brilliant and unaffected, acutely sensitive to and 
 appreciative of, the good and beautiful everywhere — in 
 nature, in art, in music, and, above all, in character. He was 
 generous of himself, and whatever he had to those who, for 
 any reason, needed help, instruction, guidance or consola- 
 tion, or to be aroused to a better appreciation of their duties, 
 privileges and responsibilities. He was tender, kindly, in- 
 spiring and helpful alike to the humble and the exalted, the 
 ignorant and the learned, eager to go wherever duty called, 
 a welcome presence everywhere, brightening the lives of the 
 friendless, quick to perceive the particular need of each, 
 
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 and sympathetically responsive to it. With endowments 
 which might have inclined others to dispense with severe 
 application, he labored assiduously from boyhood to the 
 day of his death to acquire and impress into service all man- 
 ner of useful knowledge; never allowing himself an idle 
 moment, he always found time to serve others, constantly 
 impelled by the passion to accomplish within his lifetime as 
 much as was possible for the benefit of mankind. 
 
 His acquaintance with literature, history, science, art 
 and music was comprehensive and accurate, and, notwith- 
 standing his many occupations, he was constantly extending 
 it. He carried with buoyant spirit burdens so many and 
 weighty that ordinary men would have had neither the 
 courage to assume them nor the strength to lift them The 
 extra services which he crowded into the recesses between 
 his multiple professional duties were more and finer than 
 would have exhausted the entire capacity of most scholars. 
 
 Throughout his entire ministry in Central Church he 
 was, as President of Armour Institute, of which he, in con- 
 junction with Armour, was the creator, developing it into 
 one of the really great schools of technology and engineer- 
 ing, and communicating to its students the ideals of duty and 
 the high conception of what they should aim to accomplish 
 for the betterment of the world which he both preached and 
 illustrated. So many different problems confronted him 
 and were solved by him there that most men would have 
 found neither time nor strength for other tasks. Mean- 
 while he was, as minister of Central Church, preaching 
 every Sunday to great audiences sermons which went all 
 over the country and placed him in the first rank of the 
 great preachers of the world. He was constantly giving 
 more, and more effective, personal attention to the affairs 
 of the Church and the community than is usual for a pastor 
 engaged in no extraneous service. He was practically the 
 creator and inspiration of the wonderful musical organiza- 
 
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 IN MEMORIAM 
 
 tion of the Church, setting apart one evening in the week for 
 attendance on its rehearsals, meeting witli it before the 
 service, inducting it into the choicest classical music, often 
 writing hymns to fit special occasions, and so co-ordinating 
 the music with the theme of the sermon that each pervaded 
 the other and their mutual effect was an insj)iring and 
 exalting sympliony. 
 
 He was, here and elsewhere, a constant force in mission- 
 ary, educational and charitable work, and in many agencies 
 seeking the relief of the unfortunate, redemption of the 
 vicious, and the physical, educational, mental and spiritual 
 advancement of the community. 
 
 The Chicago Art Institute, of which he was a Trustee, 
 received from him almost daily service of a very high order, 
 such as only he could give, and is enriched by his rare and 
 valuable collections bearing his name. He was also a Trustee 
 of The Field Museum of Natural Historv. On Ohio Weslevan 
 University, his Alma Mater, he conferred valuable collec- 
 tions gathered by him, one in memory of his father, and 
 another in honor of his wife. He did much for it in other 
 ways, and served on its lecturing faculty. He was, also, 
 lecturer for Yale Theological Seminary, McCormick Theo- 
 logical Seminary, and the University of Chicago, a frequent 
 lecturer before other universities and theological semin- 
 aries, and in great demand in all parts of this country and 
 beyond the seas for addresses before educational, religious 
 and other assemblies, and for sermons on special occasions. 
 Though constantly responding to such demands when not 
 in direct conflict with his primary engagements, he never 
 allowed them to divert him from the pulpit of Central 
 Church on Sunday or from his duties at Armour Institute. 
 The expenses of his many benefactions were earned by extra 
 services, mainly in what was counted as vacation, and on the 
 lecture platform. During his vacation the last summer of 
 his life, he preached Sundays in New York pulpits and deliv- 
 
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 ered many addresses between Sundays in remoter parts of 
 the country. About sixty sermons, lectures and addresses 
 are recorded in his engagement docket between May 2 
 and September 5, 1920. 
 
 Many who knew him wanted him with them when in 
 affliction, and he was there. He was in constant demand to 
 minister at funerals, which he did, not perfunctorily but 
 most tenderly, and with a genius for saying and doing pre- 
 cisely what was appropriate for each occasion. 
 
 Hardly a Sabbath passed in which he did not, in addi- 
 tion to preaching at Central Church, deliver at least one 
 address elsewhere; hardly a week during which he did not 
 deliver one or more special addresses such as would only 
 have been possible from an accomplished orator of varied 
 culture having a message worthy of the occasion. Often 
 they were delivered in remote parts of the country and 
 required much night travel. 
 
 He wrote and published many books, including both 
 prose and poetry, all having noble themes, all exhibiting 
 such a range of scholarship, such interest, such beauty of 
 conception, vividness of description and elevation of 
 thought that they have a high rank in literature, with the 
 greater merit of serving a high moral and religious purpose. 
 
 The time that to others would have been vacation was 
 crowded with engagements, hardly an hour reserved for 
 rest, and such hours as he managed to spend with friends 
 between engagements did not interrupt his service, since 
 every moment his pervasive personality, imbued with the 
 good and the beautiful, was shedding its radiance, communi- 
 cating knowledge, and passing on its influence. 
 
 Those who knew him in the intimacy of congenial com- 
 panionship have seen him at his best, and will never cease 
 to cherish in grateful recollection the moments thus passed. 
 
 Sensitive lest his constantly growing duties as Presi- 
 dent of Armour Institute might not be as faithfully dis- 
 
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 IN AIEMORTAM 
 
 charged as they should be if he continued to do for Central 
 Church all that its pastorate seemed to him to require, he 
 had, prior to the entrance of his country into the World 
 War, insisted that it was time for the Trustees to select his 
 successor. The suggestion of his withdrawal was startling, 
 and seemed impossible to entertain. He was at the height of 
 his power. There was a universal demand that he stay. 
 The Church had greatly expanded its work and its influence 
 under his ministry, and was so attached to and inspired by 
 him that we felt we could not spare him, and all the Trustees 
 urged him to recall his resignation. He insisted, and then 
 the War came. To his ardent patriotism, self-sacrifice 
 seemed the special duty of the crisis, and he promised to 
 stay until the War ended, at the same time taking on the 
 additional duty of making, from many platforms throughout 
 the country, impassioned and exalted appeals for the sup- 
 port of the government, for soldiers and money, never allow- 
 ing this to divert him from his pulpit or diminish his labors in 
 behalf of Central Church or Armour Institute. When the 
 W^ar seemed to have ended and his promise had been ful- 
 filled, his resignation was received in terms so insistent and 
 yet so tender that we were compelled to regard it as express- 
 ing his conviction of duty. The unanimous resolution of 
 the Board of Trustees, urging him to reconsider, w^as unavail- 
 ing. He gently but firmly reminded us that it was better 
 another should be chosen and installed while the Church 
 was united and growing in power and influence, when he 
 could help to deliver it to his successor without interruption 
 or disturbance, and that we must not incur the danger of 
 disorganization after his death, if that should come before 
 preparation had been made for carrying on its work. 
 
 This he urged so impressively, and his great desire to be 
 assured that the Church had passed into safe keeping and 
 was living on with increased power was so evident, that we 
 could only acquiesce in an argument, the full force of which 
 
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 we felt, as well as its significance. In the months that fol- 
 lowed and until the end of 1919 he carried the burden and 
 discharged the duties of the pastorate as before, assisting 
 as onlj' he could do in the difficult task of replacing him, 
 gathering information concerning many eminent preachers 
 in this and other countries, and supplying us with the ser- 
 mons and books of those thought most worthy of considera- 
 tion, or suggesting where we could hear them, in some in- 
 stances arranging special opportunities for our doing so. 
 Throughout he acted with rare delicacy and modesty, avoid- 
 ing any appearance of a desire to dictate our selection. He 
 insisted that his resignation take effect in June, 1919. and 
 refused peremptorily to receive salary or compensation of 
 any kind for his services during the last half of that year, 
 thus securing the Trustees and any they might wish to 
 invite to the pulpit against embarrassment, while impressing 
 upon us the obligation to act without unnecessary delay. 
 Yet those with whom he was most intimate knew that his 
 love for and devotion to Central Church was a passion, and 
 that the thought of separation from its ministry was grievous 
 to bear. We felt the pathos of that struggle between yearn- 
 ing and duty, and understood how much it meant that 
 duty conquered. 
 
 When, about the end of 1919, the selection was made 
 and our invitation accepted, he manifested absolute satis- 
 faction, welcomed his successor with a genuine and bound- 
 less cordiality, and rejoiced exceedingly in the apprecia- 
 tion with which he was received, and especially that his 
 own longing to see the ministry of Central Church com- 
 mitted to one qualified by spirit and purpose and power to 
 take up and carry on its work had been realized. That his 
 prime motive in all this was not relief from labor is indicated 
 by the fact that for the little more than a year of life which 
 remained he toiled incessantly as if he felt the time was short 
 and must be improved to the utmost. Continuing to dis- 
 
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 rV MEMORIAM 
 
 charge without stint all his other duties, he seldom, down to 
 the day of his death, failed to preach twice each Sunday, 
 either in some Chicago pulpit or elsewhere, and made many 
 notable addresses on week days. Still performing through- 
 out the week the onerous duties of President of Armour 
 Institute, and busy with other services, though in a state of 
 health which admonished him that he needed rest, he 
 preached on each of the last Sundays of his life in a church 
 which had lost its pastor. During the week of his death he 
 delivered on Monday a great address before the Congrega- 
 tional Club, on Wednesday a lecture to Armour students, 
 and on Wednesday night was engaged until midnight or 
 later in preparing a series of lectures to be delivered else- 
 where. Two hours after midnight, when he had retired, a 
 recurrence of heart trouble, from which he had recently suf- 
 fered, caused his doctor to be summoned, and in two hours 
 more "angina pectoris" had ended his life, and one of the most 
 accomplished, brilliant, lovable ministers of Jesus Christ 
 that ever lived had finished his course, having served faith- 
 fully, unremittingly, wisely and gloriously, from infancy to 
 the hour when his summons came. 
 
 THE CHICAGO ASSOCIATION OF COMMERCE 
 
 INTO THE PRESENCE OF THE INFINITE 
 PASSED THE LOVABLE SOUL OF 
 
 FRANK WAKELY GUNSAULUS 
 March 17, 1921 
 
 For more than a third of a century, dating from 1887, 
 when he became minister of the Plvmouth Church of Chi- 
 cago, and through his long pastorate in the Central Church, 
 1899 to 19'20, his service was marked by a distinction 
 attained bv few in the historv of our nation. 
 
 As a WTiter on historical, scientific, philosophical and 
 ethical subjects, he deservedly gained an international posi- 
 
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 tion. Cromwell, Washington, Gladstone were among the 
 mighty dead whom he caused to live again. 
 
 His "Man of Galilee," "Paths to Power," "The Minister 
 and the Spiritual Life," and other well-known treatises, lent 
 inspiration to men and women everywhere. 
 
 The lectures of this myriad-minded man in Yale, Chi- 
 cago, and other universities, but more particularly his 
 labors as President of Armour Institute of Technology, 
 from 1893 to the day of his death, perhaps had a wider influ- 
 ence in building into this nation practical and patriotic pur- 
 poses than all his other manifold activities combined. The 
 service that he rendered to Youth endeared him to them. 
 They and their children will bless the memory of a great 
 mind and a great heart. 
 
 As a nobleman of God, his life found daily expression in 
 love for his fellows. He unsparingly gave of his best in re- 
 sponding to the challenge of the city. A man of heroic mold, 
 mentally and physically, he won and influenced for good a 
 multitude in the state and nation. In disposition he was 
 ever genial, true souled and optimistic. He radiated the 
 sunshine of good fellowship. Selfishness found no lodgment 
 in his warm heart. He lived to serve. "As one lamp lights 
 another, nor grows less, so nobleness enkindleth nobleness. " 
 
 In loving remembrance and with deep appreciation of 
 the beneficient influence of his kindly and helpful life, the 
 Executive Committee of The Chicago Association of Com- 
 merce gives this expression of personal and corporate 
 bereavement. 
 
 CHICAGO CHURCH FEDERATION 
 
 Rev. Frank W. Gunsaulus, D.D., who died of heart fail- 
 ure on March 17, 1921, personified the spirit of sincere inter- 
 denominationalism. He led in all movements that involved 
 Christian co-operation. His contact with Christians of 
 
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 every name was wide, familiar and most synipatlietic. To 
 his preaching and ])lanning on behalf of religion he brought 
 a broad catholic spirit, a kindling spiritual fervor and an 
 indomitable optimism. It was before the ministers of the 
 united church of Chicago that, again and again, Dr. Gun- 
 saulus released utterances as prophetic as they were frater- 
 nal and through which always ran the note of fellowship 
 interpreted in terms of his own great, affectionate heart. 
 He particularly fraternized with the younger ministers of 
 the city, whose difficult parish and personal problems he 
 seemed to understand intuitively and to the solution of 
 which generously he gave of his wisdom, his time and 
 strength. To this precious personal contact, widened 
 through long years of public ministry, extended by an inter- 
 national acquaintance, perhaps unmatched in the experience 
 of any preacher of his day, thousands of the younger genera- 
 tion owe a quickened sense of privilege in the great work of 
 the gospel ministry. To them his fellowship bequeathed 
 ideals that are ever to call them to their best endeavor. 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus' pulpit message not only gathered 
 strength for its impact from a great personality that glowed 
 behind it, but from an enriched style, a form that consulted 
 beauty and a rare sense of discrimination as to materials 
 to be wTought into its fabric. His voice, that at times was 
 like music, that he loved and always magnified as an essen- 
 tial part of every service, is stilled, yet in the hearts of thou- 
 sands his words abide. His influence in the public forums, 
 the churches and theological halls of our city and land, ever 
 will remain. No minister of this generation touched more 
 profoundly that wider circle of life lying contiguous to the 
 church than did Dr. Gunsaulus. His scholarly instincts and 
 rare intellect made him an educator and in this realm he 
 was a dominant figure. In the varied art life of Chicago 
 he was a recognized authority as well as a generous almoner 
 whose memorial is already erected in Gunsaulus Hall of the 
 
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 Art Institute. His place in the literary life of the day was 
 that of a contributor who gave much from a well endowed 
 mind and heart, as his biographies, historical novels, essays 
 and poems would indicate. 
 
 In the passing from our midst of this outstanding apostle 
 of Christian fellowship the Church Federation of Chicago 
 expresses its deep sense of loss coupled with profound grati- 
 tude to God that He gave to Chicago in the formative years 
 of her religious character, so ardent, able and self surrendered 
 a Christian man and minister as Frank Wakely Gunsaulus. 
 
 THE CHICAGO CONGREGATIONAL CLUB 
 
 The Chicago Congregational Club meets under the 
 shadow of deep sorrow. The last meeting of this Club had 
 as its speaker our honored and beloved fellow member, 
 Frank Wakely Gunsaulus. Had he selected for himself 
 the platform from which to deliver his valedictory, he might 
 well have been at a loss to choose whether his final word 
 should be spoken from his pulpit in Central Church, or 
 from his Presidential chair in Armour Institute, or from the 
 platform where he so often stood in Fullerton Hall of the 
 Art Institute, or in some one of the many other places of 
 convocation where he was wont to speak. But nowhere 
 could he have felt more completely at home than he felt 
 here on that night. He was in his own household of faith 
 and among friends whom he had known and loved for many 
 years. Accompanied by his wife and daughter he broke bread 
 with us in this room, and then spoke for an hour and twenty 
 minutes out of the fullness of his heart, the richness of his 
 experience and the depth of his convictions. He spoke on 
 "The Education of an American." He uttered his convic- 
 tion concerning the elements which must enter into that 
 education. The President of an institution for technical 
 training, he laid his emphasis upon the spiritual qualities 
 
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 IN MEMORr.VM 
 
 whic'li iniist make America truly Aiiierican and prepare 
 American boys and girls for the high responsibilities of citi- 
 zenship and for a share in the work of the Kingdom of God. 
 Three davs later Dr. Gunsaulus died. The news of his 
 
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 passing brought to scores of thousands of people in this 
 city a sense of personal loss. Nowhere was that loss more 
 keenly felt than by his friends who are members of the 
 communion in which for so many years he was a deyoted 
 and faithful minister. The social fellowship of this Club, 
 in which for more than a quarter of a century he has been a 
 participant, was enjoyed by him while he lived, and is 
 shrouded with sorrow in his death. 
 
 Great as is Chicago's appreciation of Dr. Gunsaulus' 
 service to this city, that appreciation is likely to increase 
 rather than diminish as the years go by. His character will 
 loom larger and his moral greatness will be seen to attain a 
 higher altitude as we view it in perspective. What he did 
 for Chicago can be told in part by enumerating the institu- 
 tions which he served and the causes which he advanced by 
 his eloquence and his great-hearted devotion, but this is 
 only a partial measure of what we shall discover ourselves 
 to have gained in his contribution to the life of this cit3\ 
 It is not in the province of this simple tribute to enumerate 
 his contributions to our city's higher life. All that we 
 undertake is to remind ourselves in this hour, and to record 
 permanently in our minutes, a recognition of his nobility 
 of soul and of our love for him. 
 
 Not even after they are dead do we adequately appreci- 
 ate such men as Dr. Gunsaulus, and we never estimate them 
 at their full value while they are yet living. Too much we 
 take as a matter of course the generosity, the kindness, the 
 free-hearted service of men such as he. We do not consider 
 that what they give so freely is their very life. We accept 
 them as we accept the sunshine, as something that comes to 
 us without trouble upon our own part; not until it passes 
 
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 under a cloud do we realize the measure of its genial warmth 
 or the joy and power that it brings to life. We seldom thank 
 the sun for shining; we never adequately appreciate the gen- 
 erosity of men who, like our great-hearted brother, give 
 themselves, body and soul, for the welfare of their city and 
 the life of their generation. 
 
 And yet if anywhere Dr. Gunsaulus was appreciated, it 
 was here. We knew him too well and loved him too dearly 
 to be wholly unappreciative of his greatness and his goodness. 
 In this Club his memory is enshrined imperishably, and 
 shall be held to lasting honor. 
 
 No tribute that we can pay is adequate, but we place 
 upon our records this expression of our love for him, and our 
 gratitude for what he did for us and for mankind. 
 
 CHICAGO CONGREGATIONAL MINISTERIAL 
 
 UNION 
 
 In the death of Reverend Frank Wakely Gunsaulus, 
 D.D., the American pulpit lost a commanding voice, the 
 City of Chicago one of its most distinguished citizens, and 
 hundreds of ministers of all denominational aflSliations a 
 warm, personal friend. 
 
 For thirty-four years Dr. Gunsaulus poured himself 
 forth in tireless service to his city and country, and here 
 and elsewhere are his memorials bespeaking his genius as a 
 lover of art, as an educational leader and as a wise adminis- 
 trator. 
 
 But it is the sense of debt to him as a friend and minister 
 that is upon us today, and as members of the Chicago Con- 
 gregational Ministerial Union we record with profound sor- 
 row our feeling of loss in his going, and pay heartfelt tribute 
 to his memory. 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus sought the closest fellowship with his 
 brethren in the ministry. He followed their work with 
 
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 watchful interest, he counseled them in their difficulties, 
 he heartened them in their discouragements, he lent him- 
 self unsparingly to the work of all the churches large and 
 small. 
 
 His long period of service was through years of rapid 
 change and marvelous growth for the city, Chicago was 
 drawing unto itself the brain and brawn, the mighty ener- 
 gies and the vast wealth of empire. He gave it ideals and 
 spiritual vision, he breathed into it the breath of life that it 
 might become a living soul — strong, rich and beautiful in the 
 grace and strength of a genuine culture and a truly Chris- 
 tian faith. 
 
 To richness and vividness of imaginative power, aesthetic 
 appreciation, deptli and intensity of feeling, comprehen- 
 siveness of grasp, were added the gift of humor, mastery of 
 irony, a seer-like intuition of the moral significance of any 
 fact or situation, rare administrative capacity, seemingly 
 inexhaustible physical energies, and all these gifts and en- 
 dow^nents were made to serve a single end: to carry for- 
 ward the building of the City of God, to serve the cause of 
 his Lord and Christ. 
 
 In him the Greek love of beauty and the Hebrew pas- 
 sion for righteousness were fused in a Christlike purpose to 
 serve the needs of men. For thirty-four years he walked 
 among us, — a priest of beauty, a preacher of righteousness, 
 a shepherd of all souls, a faithful servant of his Lord. He 
 held the vision before our eyes, he kept the fires lighted 
 upon our altars, he taught us "to worship the Lord in the 
 beauty of holiness. " 
 
 He deepened the springs of life within us, he filled us 
 with high hope and strong resolve, he made smooth our 
 path and straight our way and walked with us as a comrade 
 and a friend. 
 
 His tireless industry rebukes us, his courage and optim- 
 ism cheer us, his ideals for city and for country, its homes 
 
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 and its people, inspire us, his devotion to Christ summons 
 us to pledge ourselves this day to deeper fidelity as minis- 
 ters of Christ. 
 
 Thus has he exalted in our eyes the greatness and 
 power and beauty of the Christian ministry. Though gone 
 from us, he is still with us. His commanding presence 
 is before us, — the swift glance of searching eyes, the up- 
 lifted arm, the pointing finger, — and we hear again the 
 persuasive challenge of the far-carrying voice. Only 
 the words of Israel's poet -prophet can express our feel- 
 ings : — 
 
 "How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that 
 bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good 
 tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that sayeth unto Zion, 
 
 thy God reigneth. " 
 
 Rich ourselves in the memory of this fellowship, we offer 
 to those who were dear to him our sympathy in the great 
 loss that is both theirs and ours. In grateful remembrance 
 of his loyal friendship and his inspiring leadership, we pledge 
 ourselves anew to the service of Him whom he followed so 
 faithfully and served so well. 
 
 Resolved, That this memorial be entered upon our 
 records and a copy be forwarded to Mrs. Gunsaulus. 
 
 DELTA TAU DELTA 
 
 ARMOUR CHAPTER 
 
 Whereas the Omnipotent Hand has brought sorrow to 
 our Institute with the death of our President and Friend, 
 Dr. Frank Wakely Gunsaulus; and 
 
 Whereas we realize that in him the Institute loses a 
 zealous worker and faithful servant; 
 
 Therefore Be It Resolved that we, the members of the 
 Armour Chapter of Delta Tau Delta Fraternity, do hereby 
 express the highest esteem and reverence we ever enter- 
 
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 IN MEMORIA:\r 
 
 tained towards the deceased and point with pride to his 
 pure and Christian Hfe. 
 
 Resolved that we extend liis sorrowing family our sin- 
 cere sympathy in their irreparable loss. 
 
 FIELD MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY 
 
 BOARD OF TRUSTEES 
 
 We, Fellow ^lembers of the Board of Trustees of Field 
 Museum of Natural History, and associates and friends of 
 the late Frank Wakely Gunsaulus desire to express our appre- 
 ciation of his life and service. 
 
 We recognize that in his death the world has lost a 
 man of high moral worth, unusual breadth of intellect, pro- 
 found human sympathy, unswerving loyalty to duty and 
 unfailing devotion to his family and friends. 
 
 That the nation has been bereft of a patriotic, public- 
 spirited and loyal citizen, and American Science and Art of 
 a distinguished investigator and adviser, and an earnest 
 and efficient administrator. 
 
 That Field Museum of Natural History and all Insti- 
 tutions organized for the promotion of knowledge have lost 
 a faithful and willing co-worker. 
 
 We mourn his loss not only on account of his high intel- 
 lectual attainments and qualities, but also because he was 
 a man of broad sjTnpathy and tender heart, of upright 
 character and deep spiritual discernment. 
 
 We extend to his bereaved family in this hour of their 
 affliction our sincere sjTnpathies, and in token thereof 
 have ordered a copy of this expression of our apprecia- 
 tion transmitted to them, and have likewise ordered it 
 spread upon the records of Field Museum of Natural 
 History, of which Institution our late associate was not 
 only a devoted Trustee but also one of the original incor- 
 porators. 
 
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 THE FIELD MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY 
 
 DEPARTMENT OF ANTHROPOLOGY 
 
 In the passing away of Dr. Frank W. Gunsaulus the 
 members of the Department of Anthropology of Field 
 Museum of Natural History feel a keen sense of a great and 
 irreparable personal loss. Not alone do we mourn him in 
 common grief with the entire city as an intellectual and 
 spiritual power which has made Chicago great, nor yet 
 only as a respected trustee of this Institution; rather 
 do we miss him as a beloved personal friend and coun- 
 sellor, whose wisdom, kindness, and sympathy has always 
 been a source of inspiration. The memory of his friend- 
 ship will ever remain one of our most treasured posses- 
 sions. 
 
 As his friends we wish to extend to Mrs. Frank W. Gun- 
 saulus and to Miss Helen C. Gunsaulus, our faithful fellow- 
 worker, as well as to the other members of the family, our 
 heartfelt sympathy. 
 
 THE FIRST CONGREGATIONAL CHURCH OF 
 AUSTIN, ILLINOIS 
 
 We, the members and friends of the First Congrega- 
 tional Church of Austin, assembled for Divine Worship on 
 Palm Sunday morning, hereby record our sense of deep per- 
 sonal loss in the death of the Reverend Frank W. Gunsaulus, 
 D.D., a son of God, a follower of our Lord Jesus Christ, and 
 a servant of his brethren, who entered into his reward on the 
 morning of Thursday, March seventeenth, Nineteen hun- 
 dred and twenty-one. 
 
 We bear testimony to his career as a distinguished 
 scholar, educator and citizen and affectionately remember 
 him as a minister of the Gospel and a kind and valued 
 friend of this church. 
 
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 IN ISIEMORIAM 
 
 Although he commanded universal respect and admira- 
 tion by reason of his attainments as a scholar, his genius 
 as an administrator, his skill as an orator and his fervor as a 
 preacher, and, although his services were sought alike by 
 captains of industry, leaders of religious, educational and 
 civic life, nevertheless his time and talents were often given 
 to obscure and humble causes. 
 
 We recall, with gratitude, his many priceless services to 
 this church. To us his kindness was without condescension 
 and his services without reward. Out of a profound intellect 
 and a breadth of knowledge, beyond our span, for us, he 
 often sought to restore the past and portray the future 
 vividly and simply that we might not fail to glimpse the 
 visions he saw himself. 
 
 We regard it as a privilege on this day to record his 
 triumphant entry into the Kingdom. 
 
 "Lift up your heads, oh ye gates, and be ye lifted up, ye everlast- 
 ing doors, that a son of glory may pass in." 
 
 We desire to express our deep sympathy with Mrs. Gun- 
 saulus and family in their bereavement; and to our minis- 
 ter, Clarence T. Brown, to whom Doctor Gunsaulus was so 
 closely bound by ties of association and kinship, we extend 
 our affectionate s;^Tiipathy and continued regard; and. 
 
 By a Rising Vote, order this memorandum placed on the 
 records of this church and a copy hereof sent to the family 
 of our deceased friend. 
 
 FIRST PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH 
 
 The officers and members of the First Presbyterian 
 Church of Chicago feel that they have lost a great friend 
 and counsellor in the passing of Dr. Frank W. Gunsaulus. 
 His personal interest in the work of the church, his tender 
 solicitude for her pastors, his earnest co-operation and willing 
 assistance in all parish emergencies during the long years of 
 
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 his residence among us have given him an affectionate and 
 abiding place in our life as a church. His generous pulpit 
 ministrj', especially during the ^Ya^; his oft -repeated appear- 
 ance with lectures and addresses before groups and clubs, 
 filled the hearts, shaped the ideals and affected the destiny 
 of great numbers. 
 
 We sorrow at his departure, but glory in the triumphs 
 of his faith and in the reward of his unselfish services on 
 behalf of his fellow men. 
 
 To Mrs. Gunsaulus and her children we send the assur- 
 ances of our loving sympathy and earnest prayers for their 
 daily strengthening by the grace of Him whom Dr. Gun- 
 saulus lived to serve and in whose presence his highest joy 
 
 is now fulfilled. 
 
 "Mourn him not! 
 He needs no tears who hath withstood 
 His human years with brotherhood; 
 "Who sought the lost that he might gain, 
 Whate'er the cost, the Master's reign 
 ^Yithin their hearts. His was a life 
 That faith imparts. In every strife 
 A conqueror. He's gone before," 
 So mourn him not." 
 
 JOHNS HOPKINS UNIVERSITY 
 
 NORTHWESTERN ALUIMNI ASSOCIATION 
 
 In the death of Frank W. Gunsaulus, Johns Hopkins 
 University lost a great friend. Dr. Gunsaulus lived in Balti- 
 more during the early days of Johns Hopkins. He was con- 
 stantly at the rooms of the University and spent much of 
 his time in its general and also its historical library. He came 
 in frequent contact with members of the Faculty and stu- 
 dents and breathed the atmosphere of our Alma Mater. 
 
 Throughout his life. Dr. Gunsaulus frequently took occa- 
 sion to refer to the great work done by Johns Hopkins in the 
 field of American education. 
 
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 IN MEMORTAM 
 
 The Northwestern Association of Johns Hopkins Ahunni, 
 recognizing the conspicuous abihty of Frank W. Gunsaulus, 
 his deep interest in the cause of higher education, his con- 
 spicuous abihty in the service of Armour Institute, his 
 breadth and vision, his gifted power of expression, his devo- 
 tion to the higher and strictly cultural phases of life, deplores 
 Dr. Gunsaulus' death — a death that has come all too early. 
 
 Resolved: That this expression of our sympathy be 
 recorded and that a copy of this memorial be sent to the 
 family of Dr. Gunsaulus. 
 
 KEHILATH ANSHE IVIAYRIV 
 
 On this very day of the special meeting of members of 
 K. A. M. Congregation, the Great Power that gives life 
 and taketh it away has summoned Frank W. Gunsaulus, 
 idealist and orator, inspiring preacher, lover of the arts and 
 men, illustrious exemplar of culture, an uplifting influence 
 in the civic and ethical life of this city. His faith was so 
 broad, it knew no creed; his sjTnpathy so all-embracing, it 
 transcended dogma and sect. By his belief in the brother- 
 hood of man he ennobled, and by his contributions to the 
 commonweal elevated mankind. To his memory and his 
 work we paj' homage and to his example our reverent 
 tribute. 
 
 THE McCORlVnCK THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 
 
 In view of the close and sympathetic relation between 
 the Seminary and our late beloved friend. Doctor Frank 
 Wakely Gunsaulus, we, as a Board of Directors, desire to 
 express our appreciation of his loyal and generous assistance 
 extended the past year in the conduct of certain classes 
 during the illness of Professor Boyd, and his constant, 
 ready and inspiring friendship. 
 
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 As a preacher of the Gospel of Jesus Christ and a citi- 
 zen of eminent leadership we desire to record our sense of 
 great loss in his death and suggest that a copy of this minute 
 be spread upon our minutes and sent to the bereaved family. 
 
 OHIO WESLEYAN UNIVERSITY 
 
 It is with deep sorrow and a keen sense of our great loss 
 that we enter upon our records that our friend and co- 
 worker, the Rev. Frank W. Gunsaulus, D.D., LL.D., has 
 passed away. Death came to him while still engaged in his 
 abundant labors in Chicago, 111., March 17, 1921. 
 
 We recognized in him one of our most distinguished 
 alumni. The University was proud to have him enrolled as 
 one of her sons, he having gone out with the class of 1875. 
 No one of our graduates has given a better account of him- 
 self. After leaving the University he entered the profession 
 of the ministry, which he adorned in a most signal way by 
 his talent, his forceful personality and his moral earnest- 
 ness. He advanced rapidly until he became the pastor of 
 one of the most influential pulpits in America — Central 
 Church, Chicago, a position which he held with great 
 acceptability for many years. He was a prophet of the 
 Most High; and many thousands heard his strong appeals 
 for the Christian life, for moral uprightness, social purity 
 and civic righteousness. The influence of his voice and pen 
 was felt throughout the land. 
 
 Dr. Gunsaulus was also a great educator. As the Presi- 
 dent of Armour Institute of Chicago, which he built up from 
 its foundation, he came in contact with young men in the 
 period of their intellectual development and training for 
 their life work. Minds were stimulated by the freshness of 
 his thought and his fine idealism. The great influence 
 for good exerted by him in the field of education during 
 the thirty years of his Presidency can not be estimated. 
 
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 IN MEMORTAM 
 
 The University has sent out no finer student of Htera- 
 ture, philosophy, history and Fine Art than he. He was at 
 home with hooks and in tlie great art galleries and nuiseunis. 
 His lectures on these and kindred subjects were in great 
 demand. He was a critic of fine discrimination. His great 
 delight was to have others share with him the pleasure he 
 derived in these great fields. 
 
 We record with very high appreciation his great inter- 
 est in the welfare of his Alma Mater. His contributions of 
 books and manuscripts of great historic or intrinsic worth 
 are among the most prized possessions of the University. His 
 ever increasing interest in the development of the School of 
 Fine Arts can not be forgotten. Lyon Art Hall contains many 
 evidences of his fine devotion to the institution and its needs. 
 To him we are indebted for valuable paintings, etchings, 
 prints and many articles of fine artistic or historical value, as 
 well as for annual exhibitions of paintings of great educa- 
 tional and cultural value to the school. He had the institution 
 on his mind and heart and was helping to plan large things 
 for the future when his call came. The University mourns 
 the loss of a true friend and one of its most noble sons. 
 
 To the family and friends we extend our most sincere 
 sympathy. We would help them bear their great sorrow. 
 With them we would also rejoice — rejoice in the great vic- 
 tory of his life, in the fine service he has rendered humanity, 
 in the abundant entrance he has had into the spirit world, 
 to prepare men for which he devoted his life. 
 
 PHI KAPPA SIGMA 
 
 ALPHA EPSILON CHAPTER 
 
 Whereas, It has pleased our Almighty Heavenly 
 Father to take from our midst the beloved President of our 
 Alma Mater, Armour Institute of Technology, Doctor 
 Frank Wakely Gunsaulus; and 
 
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 Whereas, We believe that we as individuals have lost 
 our most interested benefactor; as students have lost our 
 most sincere counselor; as members of this, the Alpha Epsilon 
 chapter of the Phi Kappa Sigma fraternity, have lost our 
 most devoted friend; and 
 
 Whereas, Doctor Gunsaulus has always been so dear 
 to us that we feel his departure as that of a Brother; there- 
 fore be it 
 
 Resolved, That we, the members of this, the Alpha 
 Epsilon Chapter of the Phi Kappa Sigma fraternity, extend 
 our deepest and most sincere sympathy to the bereaved 
 family. And be it further 
 
 Resolved, That a copy of these resolutions be sent to 
 the family of Doctor Gunsaulus, and that a copy be spread 
 on the minutes of this, the Alpha Epsilon chapter of the Phi 
 Kappa Sigma fraternity. 
 
 UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO 
 
 THE BOARD OF TRUSTEES 
 
 Frank Wakely Gunsaulus died March 17, 1921. He was 
 a member of the Faculty of the University of Chicago as 
 Professorial Lecturer since 1912. He had been a warm friend 
 of the University from its foundation. His zealous interest 
 in many forms of artistic and intellectual achievement and 
 his spirit of unstinted generosity led him to enrich the 
 University collections with many rare books and maiiu- 
 scripts and with other valuable material both by his own 
 gift and by gifts which he inspired. He also gave freely of 
 his eloquence to kindle the imagination and inflame the 
 enthusiasm of the University community. His passing 
 from life leaves a void in the University as well as in the 
 city at large. We remember him with affection and with 
 high honor. 
 
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 IN MEMORIAL 
 
 THE YOUNG MEN'S CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION OF 
 
 CHICAGO 
 
 The Committee of Managers and loOO members of the 
 Wabash Avenue Department of the Young Men's Chris- 
 tian Association of Chicago in their regular sessions ex- 
 pressed their grief over the sudden demise of Dr. Frank W. 
 Gunsauhis, one of Cliicago's most faithful sons. 
 
 The lifework of Dr. Gunsaulus is well known to us all. 
 As a citizen who sought to do justly, loved mercy and en- 
 deavored to walk humbly with God, he had no peers. All 
 men were treated alike by him, and he was ready to serve 
 them in the name of Christ, and for the sake of a higher 
 civilization. For these traits we admired him, and now do 
 revere his memory. 
 
 Therefore, Be It Resolved : That our profound condo- 
 lence be extended the bereaved family, accompanied by a 
 copy of these resolutions. 
 
 Be It Further Resolved: That a copy of these resolu- 
 tions be placed in the files of this Association to the per- 
 petual memory of our deceased friend and benefactor. 
 
 "Sleep on, beloved, sleep, and take thy rest; 
 Lay down thy head upon thy Saviour's breast; 
 We love thee well, but Jesus loves thee best — 
 Good night! Good night! Good night! 
 
 "Only 'Good night' beloved — not 'farewell'; 
 A little while, and all His saints shall dwell 
 In hallowed union indivisible — 
 Good night! Good night! Good night! 
 
 "Until we meet again before His throne, 
 Clothed in the spotless robes He gives His own 
 Until we know even as we are known — 
 Goodnight! Goodnight! Goodnight!" 
 
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 O, Life was rich and very sweet to me 
 In spite of sorrows, disappointment, tears 
 And bitter loss that comes within the years 
 Along Life's pathway; and reluctantly 
 My soul took flight. The summons came 
 While other earth-born toilers worked with me ; 
 And from the midst of things, triumphantly, 
 My soul was lifted up. Death is the name 
 Men call my passing from that earthly life 
 Which I had loved, for what it meant to me, 
 To follow Christ, to help men in their strife, 
 To win a soul exulting to be free. 
 But now, I Live. So do not weep for me, 
 But glory in Life's Immortality. 
 
 Beatrice Gunsaulus Merriman. 
 
 R. R. DONNELLEY A SONS CO. , CHICAGO 
 
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