For the past five years I enjoyed
confidential relations, both professionally and personally, with our deceased
fiend, and a sufficient intimacy that I shared innumerable midday meals
with him at his home. Our last meal together was not three hours before
his fatal mishap, and at that meal he produced a paper from his pocket --
which the day before he had also shown to the secretary to Mr. F. B. Bonfils
- and on which he had written, with his own hand, what he had early in life
understood to be the golden thread running through the life and conduct
of Abraham Lincoln, therein also stating how his own aim had been to emulate
the rule or principle that made the thread golden, and which -- after he
should be no more -- he hoped that all his community might understand. That
now appears to have been a prophetic shadow cast just before the oncoming
need, and it therefore seems a fitting and proper extension of his own wishes
that here -- where we have met as a mark of respect and tribute to the departed
friend and benefactor of this city and state -- I should make some short
pronouncement typical of the life and great character of him we mourn.
In the accepted Christian belief, Mr. Kindel has merely
laid aside his surging labors to enjoy their fruits.
The result of those labors, in the public mind, may,
perhaps, appear mainly as the denial of political supremacy for Mr. Kindel's
preachments, but such denial does happen at times to distinguish great men.
I shall not allude further to his ruling passion than to say it is true
that powerful selfish interests therefor never ceased to dig a vast pit for
him, and it is not less true that the electorate usually helped with some
zeal without at all considering the truth in that ancient proverb which says:
"Beware how thou diggest a pit for another, let you fall into it thyself."
His understanding was that the guiding principle of
Abraham Lincoln's life was to do and to say the
right, regardless
of the odds or consequences; speaking the
truth at all events. Towards
this end he said that he had often done many things which induced "fights"
he would have preferred to avoid, and this appeared to him to have been most
true in respect of public matters. He understood that Lincoln belonged
to no church and said that the results of his own aim at Lincoln's ideal
was about all the religion he had, adding that he was not ashamed of it.
I now repeat that his own words were "to do and to say
the
right, regardless of the odds or consequences." That rule
of immutable law, of itself, is alone sufficient for a man of good understanding
if he has the resolute courage to so govern himself, and, in the preaching
of universal law "enforcement" today it is monumental to note that him we
mourn carried the immutable law around with him, and that explains why no
man's power, position or wealth could ever quail his spontaneous and fearless
use of that rule, without stint or deviation of any kind. Thus the
chiefest elements of honesty, right and courage were so planted in his heart
by he Finger of his Maker that one might stand up and say to all the world:
"This was a man."
To illustrate his own private use of the immutable law
just mentioned -- and that best shows the character of the man -- I trust
that I may be permitted to trespass here to relate to you a story as I related
it to him one Monday morning in January last, when Mr. Kindel had visited
my office at an unusually early hour, because [he was] feeling unwell and
dispirited at the vanity of life. A Scottish Rite masonic friend of
mine happened to be present at that time.
After repeating to him what a railroad lawyer had
said of him some days before -- and it had been intended as an estimate, without
flattery -- I continued:
"Of course you do know about the temptress
who visited you in Washington at the height of your express rate fight, even
though do not know who sent her, but you never knew what I am going to tell
you now.
"A certain powerful factor in the political life of this
city with whom you once clashed on a public matter was thereafter discussing
you and your character with a friend when he said:
"`Well, whatever else we think about Kindel, we are compelled
to admit that all his acts are honest, sincere and incorruptible. I
know. I tried him. But Kindel don't know that I tried him.'"
Mr. Kindel's eyes really glistened as he asked: "Mr.
Bosley, who was that man?" I told him. His eyes widened and then
he remarked: "I now see why in his late life that man's cordiality
seemed to say that I had deserved better than I had gotten, and it explains
some other things his widow has said to me, too." Then, saying, "Well,
Bosley, perhaps my life has been not in vain after all." and that he had
never won more gratification in any victory than what had just been told
him, he left the office with renewed hope to make renewed effort, to the
very day of his mishap, as I know.
Of course the virtue we see in others is as much ours
as theirs, for we see only so much as we possess, and be it said that his
tempter -- who himself had a very human side and really a great heart -- had,
ever so clearly and almost solely, seen Kindel actually carrying the immutable
law under his own hat, in secret just as he professed it in public. I
refer to that law which Antigone expressed as "those unfailing mandates which
are not of today or yesterday, but ever live, and no one knows their birthtide."
Now, when the immutable law was first reduced to written
form and carried down from Mount Sinai for the better use of the brotherhood
of man, Holy Writ tells us that "Moses wist not that his face shone," and
behold! Mr. Kindel wist not that the face of his incorruptible integrity
shone with that "great wakening light" and resplendent grandeur which found
admiration in the soul of his adversary to help exalt him!
The victories of peace are not less renowned than those
of war, and than this enduring victory of Mr. Kindel over the turbulent warrior
with whom he contended, there is none higher. Such a pattern, unique
in type, can of course only be found in a man truly great!
I speak not of intellect, or learning, which sometimes
is said to polish pebbles and dim diamonds, but if this community affords
a character higher than that of him we mourn, it is my misfortune to be ignorant
of it. And I only wish that the youth of our high schools today might
understand -- and to be taught, if that were possible -- the imperishable
foundation of such a great character. Moreover, I can testify to a wish
of his to be of advantage and benefit to high school students, as Governor
Adams and the State superintendent of Public Instruction can also testify.
A letter written for him by Governor Adams during the week of his death,
though under a heavy rubber band with other papers beside him just before
the wreck, was, with the ditch mud plainly on one side of it, found in his
outside overcoat pocket afterwards. This shows the strength, unto death,
of his cherished aims for the public weal.
The Denver Post has said, and it has well said,
that if this community had more men of Mr. Kindel's type it would be much
better off. But, realizing full well the truth in the assertion that
the "authority of religion is superior to all other authority," I say, and
I say it constructively, that even if some of the ministers of the gospel
with us had the noble roughness of George J. Kindel's fearless truth at all
times, though they uttered it as he shed it, without its being obscured by
varnish of any kind, or tact, we should indeed have a community of wonderful
excellence!