assembled at the residence of the family at one o'clock P. M., when, after prayer by Rev. D. H. Evans, pastor of the Presbyterian church, and a hymn sung by the family, a procession was formed under the charge of Mayor Parks, and the remains conveyed to the church. The church itself was appropriately draped and crowded to its utmost capacity, many remaining in the vestibule, and numbers not being able to enter at all. At the church, the services were: 1. Prayer by Rev. James Rice Taylor, of St. John's (Episcopal) church, of this city. 2. Hymn-"When I can read my title clear"-read by Rev. D. H. Evans. Sung by the choir. 3. Reading. Scriptures-by Rev. E. D. Newberry, of Ionia. 4. Prayer-by Rev. D. M. Cooper, of Albion. 5. Hymn-"How firm a foundation ye saints of the Lord"-read by Rev. Mr. Savage, of the Congregational church. Sung by the choir. 6. Funeral discourse-By Rev. D. H. Evans, pastor. 7. Prayer-by Rev. C. Van der Vene, of the Protestant Reformed church, of this city. 8. Hymn-"With my substance I will honor"-read by Rev. L. M. S. Smith. Sung by the choir. 9. Address-by Rev. D. M. Cooper, former pastor of the church. After these solemn services, the procession formed as before, under the direction of Mayor Parks, in the following order: 1. The Clergy. 2. The Common Council. 3. Pall Bearers, with Coffin. C. B. ALBEE, W. H. PARKS, 4. Family and friends. 5. Drs. Monroe and McNett. 6. Clerks in the employ of Ferry & Son. 7. Old residents and friends from abroad. 8. Citizens. HENRY GRIFFIN, HAMILTON JONES, C. L. STORRS, CHARLES E. WYMAN, The long procession marched up Washington street to Fourth, up Fourth to Columbus, up Columbus to Fifth, and through Fifth to the cemetery. The remains were deposited in a neat brick vault, and after the benediction by the pastor, the procession re-formed and escorted the family and friends of the deceased to his late residence. MR. FERRY'S WILL By the kindness of Hon. Geo. Parks, Judge of Probate, we have been furnished a synopsis of the will of the late Rev. William M. Ferry, which we give to our readers with the feeling that it is the final rounding of a completed life. "In the name of God, Amen. I, William M. Ferry, of the age of seventy years, being feeble of body, but of sound mind and disposing memory, do publish and declare this my last will and testament. "First.—I commit and commend my soul, fallen it is true, but as I humbly trust recovered by Grace, to the bosom of my Saviour, and my body I cheerfully resign to the sepulchre hallowed by Him who is the resurrection and the life. On the slab provided for my grave let there be inscribed under my name, age, &c., these words: First Toil-Then Rest, "Second. To my beloved wife, Amanda W., house in Grand Haven, with all household goods, and the sum of twenty-five thousand dollars. "Third. To my six children, each fifteen thousand dollars, being the sum of ninety thousand dollars. "Fourth. To my beloved sister, Mary Ames White, house on Wabash avenue, Chicago, and the sum of five thousand dollars. "Fifth. To all my fifty grandchildren, nephews and nieces, each two hupdred dollars, being the sum of ten thousand dollars, leaving therewith this earnest request, that as they were educated in a christian land, so through grace they would each and all see to it that they meet me safely hereafter, washed and accepted through the blood of the Lamb. "Sixth. To be permanently invested and called the 'Ferry Ministry Fund,' the sum of twelve thousand dollars, the interest thereof to be used to support, in destitute places in the State of Michigan, one or more ministers in conjunction with the people served. "Seventh. To the Lake Forest University, in the State of Illinois, the sum of twenty thousand dollars. "Eighth.-Towards the erection of a female seminary, at Lake Forest, the sum of fifteen thousand dollars. "Ninth. To the American Board of Foreign Missions, the sum of thirty thousand dollars. "Tenth. To the American Bible Society, the sum of thirty thousand dollars. "Eleventh. To the American Tract Society, of Boston, the sum of fifteen thousand dollars. "Twelfth. To the Presbyterian Publication Committee, the sum of fifteen thousand dollars. "Thirteenth. The residue (if any) after the payment of all bequests and expenses, to be divided among my children. "My beloved wife, Amanda W., shall act as executrix, and my son, Edward P., shall act as executor of my will. Ten years is given the executor, at his discretion, in which to close up the estate." A REVERIE BY REV. L. M. SMITH, FEBRUARY 8, 1874 I am sixty-six years old to-day. So says the record, but I can hardly believe it. My spirits are as buoyant-I had almost said as boy-ant as ever they were. I like a little fun and frolic as well as I did fifty years ago. I romp with the children with as much zest as when I was sixteen; perhaps a trifle more so. For if I remember aright, when I was sixteen I had a little more starch in my composition that afterwards disappeared-a certain idea of dignity that I am not conscious of now. It was much the same kind of dignity which other boys have, which came from not being quite sure of my position, and from the thought that I was going to be a man soon, and must begin to act like a man, though I didn't very well know how. The razor had just then been called into requisition to mow the scanty down from my chin. And as is the case with many a like soft-shelled specimen of adolescence, I courted a segar. I was quite willing to undergo its terribly nauseating effects, because men smoked, and if I could only smoke, that was so much evidence that I was a man. This, by the way, I was speaking not of young men, but of an old one, i. e., of myself. I am falling into a kind of reverie-a loose and irregular train of random thoughts, that come and are jotted down, as I muse upon my age, and the circumstances that surround me. I am an old man; the world says so. And when I think of those two Arabic figures so exactly alike, that tell the number of my years, I suppose it must be so. And yet, as I intimated in the beginning, I do not more than half believe it. Now and then as I have passed along, I have overheard a remark not intended for my ear. "There goes the old gentleman." How strangely it sounded to me. My hair is becoming gray, and yet I expected to have white hairs if I should live long enough. Why not I, as well as others? Gray hairs Tell tales of the years that brought 'em; But I enjoy my age. I have no desire to be younger. I look back upon my younger days with no regrets, save that they were not better improved. If I could go back to them, I have no reason to think I should do any better. I can therefore only repent of my misspent time, and crave the forgiveness of the One all-merciful. If I am not as agile as half a century ago, what matters it? I do not expect to be. And for that matter, I do not need to be. The children's song is mine. "I have a Father in the promised land." I trust Him. My diminished ability makes, no difference with His. I have the comforts of life, and so long as it pleases Him I shall have them. The wealthiest man is sure of no more. My friends have some of them come in to-day. They came, as they have sometimes come before, to tender their regards and show their friendship. A very pleasant little gathering we had, though some were absent who were expected. A little incident of the day I ought to mention, and this will close my vagaries. When I sat down to breakfast this morning, I found a small parcel upon my plate, the gift of a friend. It contained an elegant pocket handkerchief, surmounted by a cluster of abutilons, and within, the following lines: "This little token, worthy friend, To have thee "flirt," I do not dare. And place in the pocket of the coat you wear." MEMORIAL REPORT BY HENRY PENNOYER Peter D. McNaughton, died March, 1883, aged 72 Mrs. Wm. R. Burd died June 8, 1883, aged 52 John W. Hopkins, died February 9, 1883, aged 69 John Rice died March, 1883, aged 70 Timothy B. Lillie died August 23, 1880, aged 68 From the Coopersville Observer, March 30, 1882 PETER D. MCNAUGHTON, one of the foremost of God's noblest men, is no more. Such would be our expression, did we not know that the immortal soul of this righteous man had joined kindred spirits in that world beyond the veil which our finite eyes cannot penetrate, and that it was his mortal remains only which we tenderly and tearfully laid away in the silent tomb to await the resurrection of the just. P. D. McNaughton was born at Breadelbane, Perthshire, Scotland, on the 17th day of November, A. D. 1810, from whence he emigrated in 1833, landing in New York on the 18th day of July, with his parents, Duncan and Elizabeth McNaughton, and their entire family of nine children, composed of six stalwart boys and three girls, namely, Christie the oldest, then John, James, Peter, Donald, Elizabeth, Jeannette, Duncan, and Alexander; all of whom, except Peter, who stopped at Caledonia, New York, went on to the town of MacGillivray, Middlesex county, Canada, where John, Donald, and Jeannette (Mrs. James Craig) still reside, and where the mother died May 9, 1857, and the father May 11, 1860. Three of the brothers, namely, James, Duncan, and Alexander, reside in Gratiot county, in this State, and Christie (Mrs. John Sinclair), and Elizabeth (Mrs. John A. Campbell), died in this State, in the town of Bowne, in Kent county, to which place Peter came from Caledonia, New York, in the fall of 1838, when Bowne, with other townships, was included in the township of Caledonia. March 30, 1842, he married Harriet Campbell, who, with her former husband, Ashel Kent, had immigrated to this State from Portage county, Ohio, in January, 1837. Mr. Kent died September 5, 1840, leaving one child, a daughter, now the wife of the well and favorably known Abner D. Thomas, of Middleville, Barry county. Here Mr. and Mrs. McNaughton became widely known as the popular host and hostess of the "Oak Grove House," which was for many years a half-way house between Kalamazoo and Grand Rapids, and one of the few places where travelers between these two settlements could find shelter. There are, also, very few old settlers in Ottawa county who do not recall a comfortable berth at the Oak Grove House, near the Coldwater river, on their way hither; and not travelers only found accommodations here, but the house of Mr. McNaughton was headquarters for the settlers in all that region, who were wont to call there for advice and assistance in sickness and trouble, and never in vain. For eighteen years he was postmaster, the name of the office being Caledonia; during part of that time highway commissioner, and for five years town clerk. Among these early Michiganders little money circulated, but the tavern business of Mr. McNaughton necessarily required some ready cash, and he became, in a small way, the banker for his neighbors, who could always rely upon his kind heart and open purse for needed change to relieve pressing wants. The word of these sturdy pioneers was usually as good as a note, and as an example of the manner of doing business in those primitive days, Mr. McNaughton often related the following anecdote: An Indian who was indebted to Mr. McNaughton, had heard of notes and desired to give his note for the debt. The note was written and the Indian made his mark to it, then pocketed it, and no explanation could convince him that the note ought to be left with Mr. McNaughton. He insisted that it was his note, and hence by right ought to be in his possession. He carried the note home, but appeared promptly with it and the money, when it matured. Politically Mr. McNaughton was always a democrat, and took that interest and active part in politics that every good citizen ought to take, but no more. March 28, 1860, they removed to Ottawa county, and located two miles southeast of this village, where they diligently cultivated an extensive farm until July 1, 1877, when they sold this farm to their son Edwin J., and removed to their present homestead in this village, where every man, woman, and child knew and loved Father McNaughton. We could not stamp upon the minds of our readers a deeper impress of the beauty of a truly Christian character, than he has himself made, not only by his religious intercourse with the members of the M. E. church, of which he and Mrs. McNaughton were active members, since March, 1876, but by his daily walks and intercourse with us all. He was in usual health when he left home, in company with his estimable wife, on Thursday, the 9th day of March, for the scenes and friends of their former home in Kent county and village of Middleville, where they often visited. They stopped at the residence of Mr. Thomas, in Middleville, until Monday following, then went to Mr. Thomas' farm, five and one-half miles north of the village. Here, during Tuesday night, he was taken with severe coughing, which a dose of quinine somewhat relieved. He arose Wednesday morning, as usual, and saying that he felt the need of more quinine, took another dose. Soon after a severe chill came on, then fever. About noon he was taken back to the village by Mr. Thomas, no one feeling alarm, as he had had similar attacks, and always speedily recovered, but this fever did not entirely leave him, and as it somewhat abated, it left him comparatively paralyzed, and in a stupor from which he never recovered. On Thursday morning congestion of the brain became apparent, the relatives in this vicinity were sent for, who reached his bedside Friday noon, but too late to receive any signs of recognition by the dying man. He lingered until the following Wednesday morning, March 22d, when he expired at halfpast six o'clock, surrounded by his sorrowing wife and all his children, namely Mrs. A. D. Thomas of Middleville, and Mrs. Warren Lillie and Richard D. and Edwin J. McNaughton of this county, with their husbands and wives. His remains arrived here Thursday evening, just two weeks from the day on which he left us apparently well, and on Friday afternoon they were escorted to the church which he had served and loved so well, and from thence to their |