pastor. From the Charlottetown Guardian (date unavailable), the following account of Rev.

Harper’s funeral is reprinted:

The funeral of the late Rev. Henry Harper of Port Hill took place on Monday at one p.m. Owing to the train service and lack of conveyances at Port Hill, clergy and others east of Port Hill were unable to be present. Grand Master John Profit of the Masonic Fraternity and Grand Chaplain the Rev. J. Abott Winfield, also Messrs. John Dunn, H. Clarke, A. Forsythe, Captain Larkin and a number of others went from Alberton, also Mr. E. Gorrill and others from O’Leary. The funeral was taken charge of by the Masonic Lodge of Port Hill. Although the day was somewhat stormy a large gathering assembled at the Port Hill Rectory where a short service was conducted by the Rev. J .A. Winfield, the Rev. Mr. MacKay of Port Hill offering the prayer. Immediately after the large procession started for the church, headed by the Masonic Fraternity. The church was crowded, large numbers having to stand. The solemn and magnificent service of the church was rendered by the Rev. J.A. Winfield (at the late Mr. Harper’s request). The hymns sung by the choir and large congregation were Days and Moments Quickly Flying, Hark, Blessed Are the Dead, and Rock of Ages. The sermon was one that will not be forgotten, the text being Thanks be unto God who giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. After speaking upon life, its duties and preparations, the Rev. Mr. Winfield paid an eloquent tribute

to the deceased clergyman.

Speaking with great emotion, he said: "Our brother’s work on earth is done, suffering from a disease which caused acute pain and suffering yet borne with a cheerfulness not often seen, then God’s finger touched him and he slept. His ministry was a remarkable one. After his ordination he entered on his duties in this parish, his only parish, and for nearly thirty years labored unceasingly until the call came. As a Priest of God he was faithful in his Holy duties. The call of a sick parishioner was to him a call of help which he cheerfully undertook. For long years his feet trod this parish which became a familiar battle-ground to him. His teaching was sincere and helpful to the members of his parish. And often you and I have heard the expression of parishioner and outsider alike. He was a good man, and herein lay his power in this Province. At times he knew what it was to want and to abound, to be full and to be empty. Yet his living faith in his God was an inspiration to his family and parishioners. As a husband and a father he was ever solicitious for the welfare of his dear wife and children, and though he is not yet his personality will be felt for he being dead, yet speaketh. As one of the Island clergy and a constant attendant at the D. C. meetings it was always a pleasure to meet him there. His smiling face, his cheerful greeting, his friendly grip, his helpful advice to his brother clergy and delegates was always something to think about. The latter years of his life were perhaps not so active on account of physical infirmities, yet where duty called a danger he was never wanting there. Like most country clergymen with large parishes he had many calls upon his strength perhaps unknown to anyone outside of his family, yet which told even upon a large frame and healthy body, and as

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