Man Associated With Plano From its Early Days
Hazard Kendall: Death, always sad, ever mysterious, has again called the roll and summoned another old resident of Plano. Friday evening last, as the twilight shadows began to fall, casting the curtain of darkness round and about the town, the spirit of Hazard Wilber Kendall left its mortal habitation and took flight "Toward the setting of the sun."
The end, though not unlooked for by his relatives and closest friends, came as a surprise to many. Mr. Kendall had been ill much of the winter, and even to the brink of death at times, but a short while ago he was again able to be out of doors, giving a new-born hope to his family that he might yet be spared to them for a number of years. But- "Death, so remote the fear, Still draws nearer, never seeming near."
His death was due, apparently, not from any disease, but to a gradual wearing out of life's mechanism, having rounded out eighty-five years of life. Hazard Kendall is known throughout the county, and in Plano he has been a familiar figure for thirty-seven years. Coming here while the town was yet in its infancy, he has been an important factor in the up building of the city. For years, in the earlier days, he held the office of city marshal, and was a terror to evil doers. He was, perhaps, a unique personality, and his appearance was striking. His figure was tall, and erect till bowed with age; he had a flowing white beard, and invariably wore the stylish silk hat and Prince Albert coat.
Like all men associated with public affairs, Hazard Kendall had his enemies, but whatever may have been his failings and shortcomings, he was withal, a kind and indulgent parent, and his surviving children, many grand-children and numerous friends mourn his death.
Rev. E.I. Goshen conducted the funeral honors Sunday afternoon at the Congregational church. While the funeral march was being played by Miss Julia Patton six stalwart grandsons of the deceased-Frank, Harry, Bert and Lial Lull, Bert Kendall and Cort Faxon-tenderly bore the remains to the altar; then the choir sang that divine hymn, "Gathering Home," so beautifully, touchingly appropriate. Rev. Goshen's text was chosen from Isaiah LXIV., 6. His words were addressed to the living rather than to the dead, for it was but that clay tenement before him: the should had returned to the God that gave it being. The sighing, moaning of the wind without seemed as the chanting of a requiem for the departed, and except for the voice of the speaker a solemn stillness pervaded the company: the presence of Death was felt. At he close of the ceremonies those who so desired were permitted to view the remains, and many an eye was moist as friends looked for the last time upon the features that were so natural in death. Then again was the casket and its precious dead raised by strong and loving arms and borne to the waiting hearse, and the sad funeral march to the Plano cemetery began, and beneath the sod repose all that was mortal of Hazard Wilber Kendall.
Yet not thus buried or extinct The vital spark shall lie. For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise To seek its kindred sky.
Mr. Kendall was the last of a family of nine-seven boys and two girls. Since the death of his wife his home has been with his son, E.W. Kendall, corner of Main and James streets, where he was cared for by willing hands and loving hearts in his declining days.
The relative who were here from a distance are: Mr. and Mrs. Frank Lull, Sr., Mr. and Mrs. Frank Lull, Jr., Mr. and Mrs. Bert Lull, and Harry and Lial Lull, all of West Pullman; Mr. and Mrs. I. Eberly, Mrs. Charles Favor and Mrs. I. Eberly, Mrs. Charles Favor and Mrs. Miner, Aurora; Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Kendall and Cort Faxon, Chicago; Mrs. Frank Kelly and son, Milwaukee, Wis.; Augustus Kendall, Hamlet, Ill.