end that he could say to his pastor, Dr. Maurer, “I am not afraid to go; I have led a clean life." Hence, there was no “moaning of the bar" when he "put out to sea;" on a smooth and level tide the flood bore him to meet his Pilot face to face. He has departed from us, leaving us heirs to the lessons of his exemplary life. It was one blest by all the virtues that go to make a real and valuable man- incorruptible integrity, purity of character, gentleness of spirit and love of his fellows. What a splendid substitute for wealth and power! These attributes were the foundations of his name, which was, in his lifetime, the pride and admiration of his loving friends. The best and wisest of mankind have held that such a life is the most enduring. "A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches," sayeth the Proverb. Upon this foundation he builded an intellectual and spiritual structure that will be to him a monument more lasting than marble. Almost his whole career was one of mental activity, and all his efforts were to the end that this activity should assume and develop into a higher form of intellectual life. Even the avocations of his livelihood were within this sphere. To him the world of commercialism was repellant. He took no pleasure in barter, and the efforts and vigors of business made no appeal to him. He lived entirely within the domain of thought in its various phases and emotions. Herein were his labors, his studies, his researches and his amusements. In his readings he ran the gamut of human knowledge — theology, history, science, economics, politics and polite literature. Rarely is this done without deflecting the mind from sound and safe thinking. The book student too often becomes a crank or faddist. But with him the pursuit of extraordinary information and the study of new and ruddy-colored ideas and doctrines were either for adding to his knowledge of human nature or for intellectual amusement. He never read or studied himself out of the realm of everyday life. He quaffed deeply of the Pierian Spring, but was neither dulled. nor intoxicated by its waters. Few men can do this, but Randall did it, and it was due to his penetrative mind and his uncommon common sense. Before the tempestuous uprisings of recent years as manifested in the new doctrines of government, sociology and religion he stood unbending, and "four square to the winds that blow." And yet he read every book on these subjects, and when the messengers of the heralded "new day" came, whether it was Emma Goldman or Debs or Plumb, he was in their audiences. With a deep and patriotic attachment for the representative democracy which his forefathers fought to establish, he rejected government by the crowd. He knew that it had been discussed by the founders of the Republic, and that the struggle toward civilization had been to get away from mass rule, because it begat the very autocracy it sought to destroy. His judgment therefore refused the referendum, with its handmaidens, the initiative and the recall, as subversive of conservative and representative government. He believed with John Quincy Adams that "true liberty lies in the mean between the tyranny of the one and the tyranny of the million." As he saw state after state, including his own, adopting them, he felt that they were simply digging out of the junk pile of history machinery rejected ages ago, and burnished up for use by the power-hungry crowd. But on these topics he rarely expressed himself, and never wrote concerning them. There were other and less militant subjects to which he directed his pen. He took no pleasure in the polemics of politics. Likewise he rejected Socialism. Twenty years ago he entered into the study of its doctrines with an open and even mind. He conscientiously read its fascinating literature, from the Capital of Karl Marx to the political platforms of that day. His imaginative mind saw the beauty and attractiveness of its ideals. He knew that ever since the days of Plato and later, since the days of Sir Thomas More's Utopia, men and women have dreamed of a co-operative brotherhood. He knew that the world was full of wrongdoing, and of injustice and of unmerited suffering, but he felt that this would be remedied more by man acting to man as a brother, rather than as a member of a brotherhood established by law. He was sure that the cure was not in drying up the great reservoir of individual effort and responsibility which gives vitality to human personality and human purpose. From his viewpoint, what the Socialist sought to attain depended upon a complete change of earthly motives and passions; it was an aspiration to transform human relations into heavenly. His practical mind could see no accomplishments in all this reasoning. From the theoretical discussion he turned to an examination into the physical operation of Socialism. At that time there was in this state, at Zoar, a communistic society that had existed for nearly three generations. Founded to share property, profits, labor and lives in common, it was a fine example on a small scale of the Socialistic state. To this living type of Socialism in action he turned for the best testimony. He was received hospitably by its people, and a vacation was spent in studying its domestic and civil life, the government of its church, its business operations, its local literature and social life. The result of his labors was a book entitled Zoar: A Study of Sociological Communism. This little book is one of the most effective answers to Socialism ever offered; it is not an argument; it presents a picture of the hard fact of failure. It is the best and most valuable contribution of original research work of the author's literary life. He has phased here an institution that in the first generation was founded and followed with religious enthusiasm, in the second with lukewarm fidelity and waning strength, and in the third with decrement leading to death. The end was that the courts received its wreckage for distribution according to law. The book Zoar with its record will always be a truthful witness when called on the stand to testify as to the practical operation of Socialism. The Ohio Archæological and Historical Society has issued edition after edition in response to inquiries from scholars, economists and students throughout the world. His favorite field of study-in which he traveled afarwas the pre-historic and the Indian period of our State. He was easily the first authority in this country on these subjects, and his writings are authoritative and will remain as a lasting monument to his life-work. His studies of Ohio are reflected from thousands of pages, and he scattered his knowledge widely and freely among the people through lectures, addresses, books and pamphlets. While his name is indelibly impressed upon the historical literature of Ohio, he did not limit his studies to this subject; he wandered widely through the Elysian fields of letters, and of every branch of knowledge he was a devotee. He was a lover of good books, and to him they were the flowers of literature, and every day was their summer time. He loved to quote Wordsworth: "Books we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good; Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, To those who enjoyed his intimacy the truth of this is known. Wherever he was there were his books; his home saw them placed in every room at every hand; in his office they were at his side; at rest or in travel they were his companions. Thus the stately characters of all ages the good, the true and the beautiful of the past, and the wisest of the present were his constant counselors, his associates and his friends. If those serious phases of his nature were admirable to his friends, his social qualities were an especial charm and delight. In his library, at the club and at the banquet board he was a fountain of enjoyment, and a companion always warranted to dispense knowledge and dispel care; and a privilege, indeed, it was for one to sit with him. How well do we remember him at many a feast contributing his learning and humor with great flavor and with no favor. He was a philosopher of happiness, "of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy." It could be said of him as Macaulay said of Addison, that he had a wit without a sting, and a humor without coarseness. With these he was "wont to set the table in a roar." This dignified lightness of heart was with him one of the cultivated philosophies of his life. It served him well in his labors, it lightened his researches and even in the sombre last days he did not fail to invoke it. To say more of this man would be to transform fact into eulogy, and he does not need that. He was of a fine type. God mixed in him all the elements of true manhood. He has left us in his life a most beautiful memory. To his family he has committed a heritage that all the money in the world could not buy, nor all powers of earth wrest from the Fates. He will long be remembered as a man with an unsullied name, as a scholar of great learning, as one who knew how to use wit and humor without abusing them, as a citizen who kept all the pledges of the Athenian oath, and in addition to all these attributes we can remember him as one who bore with honor the name of lawyer and gentleman. PIERCE J. CADWALADER 1853 December 27-Died August 2, 1919. Pierce J. Cadwalader, a practicing attorney in Cincinnati since 1878, died in Chicago on Friday August 2nd, 1919, as the result of a second stroke of paralysis. The first stroke was suffered in February and he had been confined to his home on Hale avenue until shortly prior to his death. A week before he made the trip to Chicago, as the first step on a journey to California, where he hoped to recover more rapidly. The second stroke came in Chicago and caused death. Mr. Cadwalader was born in Warren, Ohio, December 27, 1853. He was of Quaker lineage. His grandfather, Jonah Cadwalader, came to Cincinnati from Virginia in 1812. He was one of the principal subscribers for the building of the Friends' Meeting House, on Fifth street, west of Central avenue. At a later date he removed to the vicinity of Warren, Ohio, where he purchased eight sections of land and became one of the leading men. Pierce J. Cadwalader was born there, but in 1870 came to Cincinnati, and graduated from Chickering Institute in 1874. He soon afterward entered the law office of Lincoln, Smith & Stevens, and in 1878 graduated from the Cincinnati Law School. For many years his law office was located in the Johnston Building. He was active in Masonic circles and was one of the older members of the Literary Club. His widow (Ella Bacon), and two children, Richard B. and Louise Cadwalader, of California, survive him. |