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proved to be composed of golden moments for me. I
walked from the depot, which is a splendid structure, a
short distance up the street, until I found a boy, who was
picking cherries. He kindly went into the house, and,
securing a directory, found that Mr. Marvin resided at
1605 Vermont Street. Thither I bent my steps, but was

* How early to go the wrong way, when we consult pleasure, and think we have
plenty of time I The benefit I derived from losing luy way was a view of the country,
and an experience of kindness shown nie l>y strangers. — F. C. Waid.


disappointed at not finding Mr. Marvin at home. His
house is a fine commodious dwelling, with large grounds
and ample shade. A short distance up the walk leading
to the house, and at the edge of a beautiful terrace, sat a
lady reading, who rose, as I neared her, and greeted me.
When I introduced myself she gave me a chair, and we
entered into conversation about old times and a contem-
plated visit of Mr. Marvin to Prof. A. B. Hyde, of Denver,
Colo. We spoke, also, of the beautiful home in which
they resided, and that appeared to me to be a combina-
tion of city and country. I left shortly, not having much
time before the departure of my train, and on the way to
the depot I met Mr. Marvin and his wife driving home-
w^ard. I hailed them without hesitancy, and, walking
into the middle of the street, I said, '' Is not this Mr.
James Marvin, of Meadville, Penn. ? ■' " Yes," was the
response. I told him briefly of my call upon him for the
sake of old times, and that I remembered his sermons with
interest and him with affection. I spoke of the SOUV-
ENIR, saying that it was intended for my kindred and
friends, and as I surely counted him as one of the latter,
I wished him to accept one. He thanked me very kindly
for the offer, and I promised to send him a copy, and to
write to him upon my return home.* Our interview was
not very prolonged, but was pleasantly satisfactory, and
when, as I left, he pronounced a benediction, by saying,
""The blessing of the Lord be with you," I felt amply
repaid for all my labor, and went rejoicing on my way.
I reached the depot in time for my train, and ere long
was in Topeka, the beautiful capital of Kansas. The
State house is a magnificent structure, but not yet com-
pleted. There will be work to the exteat of four years

*My promise was really not filled till December 11,1889, when I wrote him a letter
aud sent him a copy of the Souvenir. — F. C. Waid.


yet to come before the building will be fiuished. Near
the capital is a handsome brick library, stone trimmed,
for the use of the city. Bethany College, also, is not far
distant, and is a handsome stone building, covered with a
beautiful climbing ivy, and surrounded by stately ever-
greens. After visiting the college, and going parti v
through the capitol, I called on Guild & Walworth, mak-
ers of monuments, etc., to ask prices and look at their
work, in the interest of a friend. Their place of busi-
ness is not far from the State house.

July 2 — I am seated in the amphitheatre of the To-
peka Chautauqua Assembly grounds. The building is cir-
cular, rises like a dome, and from the outside presents a
fine appearance. The audience is not large, and the rain
has rather a dampening effect upon the spirits as well as
upon the clothes. The platform within the amphitheatre
is well arranged and has a drop curtain that gives a the-
atrical effect to the interior. Greenland Park, where
the Assembly is held, is about four miles from the city.
An electric railway runs to the grounds upon a track
that curves frequently and sharply. I have met again
the excursionist. Rev. L. J. Dyke, of Coffeyville, Osage
County, where he has been located for four years. I met
him at the Ottawa Assembly, and in a number of other
places since I first saw him in the Santa Fe depot several
weeks ago. From him I have learned something of the
method of arranging and carrying through the plans of
an excursion. Prior to this year the Assembly has been
held in North Topeka, at Garfield Park, but now Green-
field Park is the chosen spot. It is new and not yet
beautified by art to any extent, while Nature herself has
done but little. The cost of admission to the Assembly,,
including car fare, is but 20 cents.

July 3 — I am a guest at the Ohio Hotel, where for


moderate prices one gets good accommodations, and I wish
to remain here until the 5th. I will make this my head-
quarters. The hotel is on Fifth Street, near the Santa
Fe depot, which itself is opposite the State House. The
depot is a fine brick structure, and in it are located
the offices of the road. The postoffice is a stone edifice
that is an ornament to the central part of the city, where
it is located. Washburn College is situated at a distance
of about three miles from my hotel, and I am now taking
a look at the stone building situated in a park amid beau-
tiful surroundings. It is vacation time and the students
are away, and I am sitting unmolested on the portico
writing in my diary, and enjoying the view that from here
is very beautiful. I would like to go to the top of the
building whence even a better sight may be obtained
of the city and its environs. The Library building
near the college is handsome. As I came to the college
from my hotel I passed the Commercial Business College,
the Fifth Avenue Hotel, the State House, Bethany Col-
lege and the Santa Fe office buildings. The college
ground comprises, I should judge, about twenty acres,
well kept and beautified by art as Avell as by nature. I
have just heard some one within the building, and now
the door opens and a colored man admits me, and I am at
liberty to climb to the roof and take in the view that I
have wished. The scene is grand in the extreme, and,
combining as it does the solidity of the city with the
beauty of the country, long stretches of beautiful fields
and rivers of water, might well appeal to the eye and
brush of an artist. The Insane Asylum, away in the dis-
tance, presents a fine view.

It is high noon, and I am now at Garfield Park, six
miles from the place of writing the above — Washburn
College. This pleasure ground is not over twenty acres


in extent, and at this hour is undergoing a transforma-
tion into a gala day appearance, for to-morrow will be the
Fourth of July. Stands are going up in all directions,
row-boats are getting into position to catch the morrow's
trade, and all are animated by the spirit of preparation.
Standing near me is a colored man mowing; I approach
him and ask him to loan me the scythe for a moment.
He complied willingly with my request, and shortly I was
swinging the scythe as though I was at home. I told the
man I loved the name of Garfield, and wished when I
reached home to say that I had cut grass in a park named
for our second martyred president. Leaving Garfield
Park I rode to the Insane Asylum, which consists of a
group of stone buildings situated within beautiful grounds.
There are between 700 and 800 inmates occupying nine
wards, two of which have been recently added, and are in
a brick building, at some distance from the main portion
of the asylum. The grounds are neatly kept, and at one
time I saw ten lawn-mowers in operation. I saw very
little of the inside of the buildings, much preferring to
remain amid the beautiful surroundings of the institu-
tion to going inside and looking on the unfortunates,
whose darkened minds have rendered necessary their
incarceration. I have at length been accurately informed
on the subject of street railways in Topeka, and I find
that there are eighteen miles of electric road and twenty-
four miles upon which horses form the motive power.
Late in the afternoon of this July day. I reached the
Topeka fair grounds. They are well situated and have
substantial buildings upon them. It is difficult to tell
just where Topeka ends and the country begins; the city
has a population of sixty thousand, but so spread out is
it that there is much room for growth yet remaining
within the city limits. I have seen a good deal of the


city to-day, liaviug ridden twenty-five or thirty miles
within the last ten hours. To-morrow will be the Fourth
of July, a day to me of the saddest memories, for upon it,
one year ago, I lost my wife.

July 4 — The boys began celebrating early last even-
ing, and kept up the racket all night, much to the annoy-
ance of staid and elderly citizens who wished to sleep.
It is now early in the morning but the celebration is at
its height. The Chautauqua Assembly closes to-day at
Greenfield Park, and at Garfield Park there are to be
sports of all kinds, including something unique in its
way, namely, an ostrich race. The main business street,
Kansas Avenue, is gay with bunting and alive with peo-
ple called from their homes by the spirit of the day ; it
presents an animated and pleasing sight. At noon I went
to the Assembly and heard war-time readings that were
particularly interesting. The crowd was much larger
than on the occasion of my first visit. At Garfield Park
the crowd was dense, men, women and children, from city
and country being present in throngs. The admission
fee was but ten cents, and considering the program of
sports, this was almost ridiculously cheap. There were
boat, tub, bicycle and other races, and various laughable
contests. The park is admirably situated for a celebra-
tion, easy of access and conveniently arranged. I wish
before leaving the subject to speak of the broad streets
and avenues of Topeka. They are lined by double rows
of trees, and upon many streets the trees border a grass
plat fifteen feet wide, between sidewalk and roadway.

July 5 — I attended a meeting of the Salvation Army
last evening. The methods of these people are some-
what peculiar, but I believe them to be sincere in the
work that they are doing. I left Topeka at 7 a. m. to-
day, and having a short time to remain at Lawrence I


visited the University of Kansas, which stands on the
most prominent height in Lawrence, and is superbly situ-
ated. I visited the institution in company with a gentle-
man whom I had met on the train, and whom I found
afterward to be Mr. Warner M. Reateman, a lawyer from
Cincinnati. We were kindly shown through the different
departments, in one of which I recognized the portrait of
my friend, Rev. James Marvin, which I was pleased to
see. Then on reaching the top of the building we had
a grand view, not only of Lawrence but also of the sur-
rounding country, including the Indian School, one and a
half miles distant. I observed that there is beautiful
farming country about Lawrence. Taking it all in all,
my trip to Topeka was thoroughly satisfactory, and I
arrived at Mr. Tyler's home with a mind stored with ad-
ditional facts about the great West.

I now find I am again becoming retrospective in my
diary, which day by day, often hour by hour, I have
carefully kept for a long time back, and I have no desire
in these pages to change its nature. As I have already
said my eldest son, Franklin, and I left Meadville for
Kansas, April 10, 1889. I was then in very indifferent
health, and had been during all last winter, feeling often
that I was left alone to cope with the ills of life. But
oi this I have already spoken more fully.

Words fail me in the expression of the debt of grati-
tude and love I owe Miss Anna E Tyler, for her help.

^^oin laiY/i /len (n nana."


love aud devotion during my illness, while at the resi-
dence of her father, and for her unceasing energy and
watchfulness in bringing about my recovery, and now I
humbly trust that Anna may be repaid with interest by
a kind and true-hearted husband, as I hope to prove my-
self. And I am here disposed to quote a few lines from
the sayings of Dr. Samuel Johnson on the subject of
second marriage. Among other things he writes: "A
man, by taking a second wife pays the highest compli-
ment to the first, by showing that she made him so happy
as a married man that he wishes to be so a second time."
Several of my friends have died since I came to Kan-
sas, and I find old " landmarks " dropping off one by one.
I know not when I may be called away; perhaps death
may supersede marriage, aud humbly I think of the
Thirty-ninth Psalm, more especially, in my present frame
of mind, of the fourth verse: Lord, make me fo hioio
mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I
may k7iom hoiv frail I am.

" Lord, let me know mj' term of days,
How soon my life will end;
The numerous train of ills disclose,
Which this frail state attend."

As the day approaches when I shall be united to
Anna E, Tyler, " for better for worse, for richer for
poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish,
till death us do part," my mind naturally reverts to my
first marriage which took place upon a Sabbath day,
much like unto this in the glory of its sunshine. I feel
that it can not seem out of place upon this day for me to
advert to that other and olden time, when in the spring-
time of youth Eliza and I were joined together. I feel
rather that it should add to our pleasure to honor her
blessed memory. We had prayed upon the morning of


oar marriage that our life might resemble the day that
had opened before us, aud that our spirits might sink to
rest as beautifully and as peacefully as the sun sank at
even behind the western hills. Our prayer as far as life
went was answered, and Eliza's death was surrounded by
al] that makes the close of life a time of peace. But to
resume my narrative.

The time has arrived for me to make ready for the
ceremony, which will shortly be performed by the Rev.
Mr. Boaz. In taking Anna E. Tyler as my beloved wife.
I know that I am doing that which will prove a blessing
unto me, and with perfect trust and confidence I place
my future in her hands, praying that with equal trust she
may confide hers to me. It is now four o'clock. Albert
Tyler and family, Mrs. Dewitt Tyler with little Franklin,
Mrs. Ringer and Vera, Mr. and Mrs. Tyler, Sr., Albert
Tyler and John Cavinee are present. It is now evening ;
Mr. Boaz arrived at six o'clock, and Anna and I were
married in the presence of sixteen persons, at her father's
house. Immediately after the ceremony a supper was
given, and all enjoyed themselves informally. I gave the
officiating clergyman several photographs, including the
family group of 1885, one of Eliza and myself, and
another that Anna and I had taken recently.

July 8 — Our marriage seems to have made but little
change in the household ; it is true that Anna E. Tyler is
now Anna E. Waid, but this morning she is engaged as


usual iu household affairs, Avhich, under her direction, con-
tinue in the "even tenor of their way." For myself, I
took a scythe and mowed the door-yard, and afterward
helped Mr. Tyler put up a quantity of hay in the field.
It was harvest time, and what more natural than that I
should help my new relatives in a work which I loved for
its own sake, l^ou will see from this short account of
Monday's doings that our marriage caused hardly a rip-
ple in the quiet waters of the Tylers' domestic life.

July 9 — This day passed as quietly as its predeces-
sor. I drove in to Ottawa with Mr. Tyler, and, making
some small purchases, returned, and went to work in the
hay -field. I wish to say a few w^ords at the close of this
beautiful day, and as twilight closes in upon me, about
the happiness of my present condition. You will realize
it, my dear reader, when you can thoroughly understand
the truth that is contained in the words of Solomon : He
that findeth a icife findeili a good thing, and obtaineth
favor of the Lord. I was cast down in loneliness for
many months, and I felt the need of a wife, a companion
and a loving helpmate, and now that my wish has been
gratified, I must thank the good Lord for this blessing,
as well as for the many blessings that throng my path-

July 10 — I went into Ottawa this morning with nearly
all the members of the family, upon business of some
importance, and returning, I sought the field, and for a
while stacked oats. There are fifteen acres of oats upon
the farm, and they are gathered without binding and
stacked upon the ground without a vail platform, a method
that is quite new to me,

July 11-15 — These days passed off with no event oc-
curring worthy of particular notice. I worked upon the
farm, wrote a few letters, and transacted some business.


My wife and I intend starting for Meadville to-morrow,
and upon our way will stop at Chicago, where I have
some business to transact, and will then proceed if possi-
ble, to the home of Frank Tyler, in Monroe, 111., where
my father-in-law once lived. I left Meadville in seed-
time, I will reach it in harvest.

July 16 — After a visit of over three months' duration
in Kansas, I will leave to-day, accompanied by my wife,
for Meadville. There have been a few trials since my
leaving home, but they have in their way been a blessing.
In this life we have day and night, sunshine and storm,
good and ill, and yet after all, we may believe that all the
diversified phases of life are intended for our good.

" The good man suflfers but to gain,
And every virtue springs from pain."


Anna and I bade good-by to her father and mother at
about eleven o'clock in the morning, knd drove to Ottawa,
where, having a few hours to spare before leaving, we
called upon friends and relatives, to say a few parting
words. While in town I purchased Anna a Waltham
watch,* price ^35, and in the afternoon we left Ottawa
and its cherished associations far behind us, and sped on
our way to Kansas City and Chicago, via Chicago &
Alton Railroad, arriving at the latter city at 1 p. m.,
Wednesday, the 17th inst. Anna enjoyed the trip ex-
ceedingly, especially when crossing the great rivers,
the Missouri and Mississippi. She was so much pleased
with the C. & A. road on account of the evenness of its
road-bed and the excellence of its coaches, etc., that she

* My watch (an " Elgiu," price $18) is a gift from my youngest son since my return
from Kansas. The chain was presented by my cousin, as mentioned elsewhere in the
Souvenir. I am glad it has come to me, a token from near kindred whom I will never
forget. If I had had the choice of donor, I believe I would have selected Eliza. We
had talked the matter over, but it was put ofl', and I accept it now in behalf of her
memory from my son. — F. C. Waid.


expressed a wish to trayel over the same route again.
She says it is the best road she ever traveled on. Enter-
ing Illinois, we came once more upon a country produc-
tive to the highest degree, and one which I have before
described, when I traveled through it on the Chicago,
Burlington & Quincy Railroad; through the rich State
we sped, until we reached the gates of the great city of
the lakes. We rested for a few hours, dined, and then
journeyed toward Monroe Center, 111., seventy-five miles
west of Chicago, where I was to meet relatives and
friends whom I had never seen before. At the depot
in Monroe we were met with the warmest possible re-
ception, and with a kindness that put me at once at my
ease. As I have said before, Monroe Center was at one
time the home of my wife, prior to her father's removal to
Kansas, and these relatives whom I met and who were so
kind, were hers. Freeman Tyler's father, a Revolutionary
soldier, is buried here, and I, with my wife, paid a visit
to his grave, in Monroe Cemetery, and to the resting places
of other relatives. I neglected to copy the inscription
on the monument, but give it as best I can from memory:
"Ezra Tyler, aged ninety-one years and eighteen days;
and Fannie, his wife, aged seventy-six years." This aged
couple had six children, three sons and three davighters ;
Freeman, the eldest son, has four sons and two daughters;
Silas D.,* the second son, has three sons and three daugh-
ters, while Horace C, the youngest son, who died ten
3'ears ago, left four daughters and two sons. I can not
refrain fjom writing a few words concerning the memory
of this visit to my wife's relatives. When meeting a per-
son for the first time, an impression, favorable or unfavor-

* From what I saw and learned, Silas Tyler, I think, is one of the enterprising bus-
iness men of the community, of which there are not a few, as the thrift of the town and
farms indicates We were pleased with our vi'iit. and, having an extra visit with Mr.
and Mrs. S. O. Tyler, at BIr. Sweet's, I became quite well acquainted with uncle and
aunt— F. C. AVaid.


able, is at once made upon our minds ; a good impression
may need cultivation, the bad one will grow like a weed,
untended. I am glad to say that my newly found rela-
tives made a loving impression upon my heart and mind,
and I only pray that I proved as acceptable to them as
they have proven dear to me. A remark was made about
me at Monroe, Ottawa and other places, that I regard as
a great compliment; it was to the effect that I resemble
Abraham Lincoln. Frank A. Tyler, my brother-in-law,
met us at the depot and drove us to his farm about four
miles distant, and there, during our stay, we made our
headquarters. L. J. Roger, a cousin, with his wife and two
children, were staying with Mr. Tyler, and I formed a
strong attachment for this family, the members of which
reside in Beloit, Wis. It Avas a source of enjoyment to
me to look over Mr. Tyler's farm, which I consider a
model in all respects, and one of which he might justly
be proud. Hay, oats and rye were in good condition,
and fruit plentiful. Corn, owing to the wet season, was
slightly backward. Our visit to Monroe will long dwell
in my memory as one of the pleasant episodes of my life.

" We say it for au hour or for years,
We saj' it smiling, say it choked with tears;
We say it coldly, say it with a kiss,
And yet we have no other word than this,

'" Good-by.' "

We said the sad word good-by to our friends on the
morning of July 22, and reaching Chicago in a short
time, we spent the day in the city. We first called upon
my friends and publishers, J. H. Beers & Co., at whose
office we also saw my loved friend, Mr. G. A. Baker, edi-
tor of the Souvenir. After a brief visit Anna and I went
to Lincoln Park, which was much more beautiful than
when my son and I saw it in the spring. Save at the


Centennial Exhibition, I have never seen so many beauti-
ful flowers at one time. The beds were well kept and
handsomely arranged, the colors blending harmoniously
and producing soft and pleasing effects, and I realized
the benefit of having my wife with me to point out the
beauties of the various plants and flowers; as when we
two stood at the foot of Niagara Falls, both viewing that
one of Nature's grandest works, the sublimity of which
awed us into reverence, till by faith we could look from
Nature up to Nature's God with our hearts content with
pleasure. Surely, I thought, husband and wife can help
each other. The animals in Lincoln Park, the miniature
lakes, the walks and the trees were all a source of pleas-
ure to us. Before leaving the park Ave took a last look
at the statue of Abraham Lincoln. On our way toward
the city proper, we passed the residence of Potter Palmer,
which I consider one of the finest dwelling places in the
country. We visited the water works tower, the board
of trade and other buildings, and finally left Chicago in
the evening for Meadville, via Marion, Ohio.

July 24 — We reached Meadville to-day, and thus my
second Kansas trip was brought to a successful close,
after an absence of one hundred and five days. I found
that many changes had occurred during my absence, not
less than ten acquaintances and friends having died,
quite a number had married, and others had moved
away, while some strangers had come to reside in our
midst. Georg'e Hamilton and Miss Amv Ellis were mar-
ried April 23, my birthday. The State Koad had been
widened and improved, especially on the hill just west
of the Methodist Episcopal Church, where a number of
bowlders had been removed, and a large one that for
years had been a landmark was buried from sight. We
have received and paid many visits since we reached


home, and our welcome from old friends and from my
kindred has been marked by a warmth and affection that
could not fail to reach our hearts. I have gotten into
harness again, and am working as though my long ab-
sence had been a dream instead of a reality.

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