Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1849-10-26
Excerpts from the Bunkum Flag Staff, issued
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Excerpts from the Bunkum Flag Staff, issued
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Obituaries Died, at his residence in Bun
kun, on the last uItimatum, John Lath, a
highly respectable citizen, and we think about
the thinnest man we ever seen. He looked
as if the wind would blow him away. He
drank some. but none 10 hurt He was bow
legged, and afflicted with the rhumatis some
years before he died but those who knowed
him best, knowed very we'll that he had not
been well man from the day of his BIRTH
First, it was growing pains; afterwards, one
pain or another, till they become chronic
Opodeldoc relieved him some but he contin-
ued TO grow thin, and the tailors could not
make breeches that didn't flap onto his legs.
In disposition he was kind and generous and
gave beggar shilling and shirt, only a
month before he died. We say TO his afflicted
widow, weep not for him for you must soon
follow, as you are somewhat advanced in age
and although the fiddle which he used 10
string - well, we'll grasping your hand
affectionately, dear friend, we say it's all for
the best
Oath instimo, Radamanthus Jones; his ditto
difficult TO be found; kind husband, an af-
fectionate father, an engaging uncle, plea
SAINT cousin, polite friend, and, in all the re-
lations of life, unexcepted He cut off his Toe
while engaged in cutting wood. and never got
over it. Lock-lor sot in shortly after. We
suppose you could not have put pins pint
between his teeth commissions terribul, and
bore it like man. He said but little, but the
last words we heerd him say, looking at the
writer of this article, and grashping his hand
"Oh, Mr.. Bigelow Mr., Bigelow Mr. Bige.
low !'' The following inscription is on his
tomb -
friend indeed has placed these stones
In memory of Radam Jones,
Who, in some misdrected cracks,
Struck off his toe with broad-axe
A solemn and afectionate epigram, and
much needed
Births.-Lady of the editor of this paper
of a son, aged two days He now weighs
twelve pounds, which is the size OF gooc
sized turkey. That he will be good lookin
we firmly believe, but just now he is like al
children of CO similar age, humbly little
cub. We shall bring him up out of hand
Lady of John Smith, firm of Smith ant
Smithson, Bunkum, daughter:
Fathers head and mothers nose,
And mothers eyes as black as sloes.
This makes the twelf. How Smith is goin
to support any more children We dono. Sue
cess to him, say We.
THE GOLDEN BOWL IS BROKEN.
| BYA. B. MEEK.
The golden bowl is broken,
| That held loves rosy wine;
The last fond words are spoken,
That hailed thee once as mine
We're fated now to sever,
Yet, on the land sea,
By day or night, forever,
My heart will kneel to thee
Though the golden bowl be broken,
My heart will kneel to thee
The silver chord is silent,
That thrilled beneath thy hand;
AS in some desert island,
Amid my hopes stand !!
But yet, wbereer | wander,
Thy beauty shall see,
And as the past, ponder,
My heart will kneel to thee!
Though the silver chord be silent,
My heart will kneel to thee !
Oh each imperfect token
Is vain my love to tell;
Though the golden bowl be broken,
And the silver chord as we'll;
Fond mem'ry still will cherish,
The dreams so dear to me,
And, till each pulse shall perish,
My heart will kneeI to thee
Though the golden bowl be broken,
My heart will knee to thee.
Il Profane Suearer Nonplussed.-Tn Soho
hare county there lives man whose addc
ton to profanity is such, that his name ha
become by-word and a reproach but b,