CHAPTER XXIII.

THE CHARACTER OF MR. COLLINS.

The funeral services of Mr. Collins were held at Ashtabula on

Wednesday, Jan. 21st. The occasion was one of great interest. The

Cleveland “Herald” of the following day, says:

“It was the last tribute of respect that could be paid by the

citizens of the place to a man who, while not a permanent resident,

was one among the most respected and loved. He held a prominent

place in the hearts of the people as an exemplary man and faithful

friend, and their attendance upon the services yesterday was the

last act of respect to his mortal remains. Besides the citizens of

Ashtabula present, there were many of the leading railroad men of

this city, who had known and respected Mr. Collins during the many

years they had been his friends and business associates.

“Rev. Mr. McGiffert made a few remarks upon the life and character

of the deceased. He said that the assembly of people had been

called together to pay the last tribute to a man known for

honesty, uprightness and truthfulness in all things. He was known

in all his dealings for that strict probity of character, that

conscientiousness which go so far toward making up the perfect man.

He had also the gentle qualities of love and affection for those

near and dear to him. The last time he parted from his wife, a few

days before his death, not knowing, however, that they were never

to meet again, he said to her that he wanted her to remember during

their separation, how well he loved her. He was thoughtful always

for the welfare of his business associates, and to the young men

under him he was a father, a kind friend and firm supporter. In the

midst of his many business and worldly cares he did not lose sight

of his church relations, and the fruits of his life in this regard

are left to testify for him. The spiritual benefit of his employees

was not lost sight of while other cares were pressing upon him.

After land at Collinwood had been set apart for the erection of

a chapel for railroad men, he subscribed first $150, then $350,

and when there seemed to be some trouble in raising the necessary

amount, he said that the chapel should be built in the spring, any

way.

“At the request of the family, Mr. J. H. Devereux, representing the

railroad acquaintances of Mr. Collins, then made a few remarks. He

said that ever since the accident at the bridge, there had been

passing through his mind the idea of falling waters, and the song

of Moses and the lamb came to him most vividly. In some manner the

character of Moses and that of the dead engineer had assimilated

themselves together in his mind. Moses was the type of a perfect

engineer. He ran the line of the Israelites through the wilderness

to a land of security. He had those characteristics of a noble,

true man, which made him great, and in just these particulars did

Mr. Collins excel, and they made him the leading engineer of this

broad land. The speaker referred to the veneration of the deceased,

and referred to the fact that he always rested on the Sabbath day,

and that his office was always closed on that day, and that he

often went to the house of God. Mr. Devereux attempted to say a few

words to the friends, but found himself too much moved to speak

further, and closed with a few words of prayer.”

Mr. Collins was a man who was held in high esteem by all who knew him.

At the memorial services which were held in Cleveland, the Rev. Dr.

Hayden, his pastor, said of him:

“Mr. Collins had a praying mother, and when one owes so much to

a praying mother as I do, he will not fail to make important

mention of this fact. In 1849 he came to Ohio and began the work

of laying out the Cleveland, Columbus, Cincinnati and Indianapolis

railroad. Here, amidst the hardships of pioneer life, there were

many temptations to desecrate the Sabbath, yet during all this time

the young man remembered the influence of the good mother, and

manifested a high moral sentiment throughout. His life work on the

Lake Shore and Michigan Southern railroad was begun in 1851, and

from that time till the moment of his sudden death, his constant

attention was given to this great thoroughfare, and his death

itself was a sacrifice to it. The busy engineer always had time to

look after the betterment of his employees, and there is to-day

many a family living upon its own lot, through his beneficence.”

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