The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1850-01-09
Death Of Sylvester D. Prescott.

him in 1889, and during the two years fol-
lowing we worked together as apprentices
in the same office. Some fifteen or six
teen years have now elapsed since we
last saw him; but during all that time we
have never ceased to remember him as as
sociated with some of our most cherished
"reminiscences. Bur HE is NO MORE. The
following extract Of letter, from John e.
Morrill,, dated, Memphis, Tenn, Nov. 25,
! l849, to his brother, Jacob T. Morrill,,
gives the melancholy particulars of his
death:
"Alas! my dear brother, | have sad
news to communicate. Death has been
amongst us in its most heart-rending form.
Our beloved cousin. SYLVESTER d. PRES
coTT, is no more! lie was killed at New
Orleans, on the 18th inst, by the explosion
of the steamer louisiana The first init
nation we had of his sad end, was the ar
rival of one of our New Orleans packets,
with his 'mangled remains Oh board. |
communicated the sad intelligence to his
wife, Elizabeth. Oh, what stroke!-
Warren, Morrill, and Josiah Prescott and
myself had the leaden coffin opened yes
terday, in order to be certain that it con-
tanned his remains. His face, Zone side
ofit,) together with his chin and part of
his forehead looked quite natural lie was
buried to-day, (Sunday,) followed by all
our connexions, together with large pro-
cession of'Odd Fellows, of which order
he was member, and a very large con-
course of citizens and strangers. ALAS!
what shadows we are, and what shadows
we pursueH
"He was standing on the boiler-deck Of
the Inflated steamer, (having taken pas
sage on her for home, } when she exploded.
His body sunk with the boat, and was re-
covered the next day and recognized by
an acquaintance. He must have been
killed instant y--lor one side of his head
was mashed, and deep and dreadful
wound in his left side told too plainly that
his warning was as brief as the twinkling
of an eye. Over taoo hundred persons
acere los; By This sad catastrophe.
"Have the kindness to communicate to
James r. Morris the death our cousin -
James R. will not forget, know, though
years have flown by, the kindness of Syl-
yester's heart. Yes, the whole Morris
family, and his acquaintance at Woods
field will sympathise with us in the loss OF
so noble, SO generous relative"
NJ The following composition was
written by a young girl not yet twelve
wears of age. The subject was assigned
to her by her teacher. We have made
but very slight alterations in the style.
YoUNG LADIES AND GENTLEMEN;-My
teacher has given me subject, upon which
an idea or sentence has not been suggest
ed to me by any one You cannot, there
fore, expect much from child OF my age.
The subject is Repentance, Death, and
Heaven. will dwell up each OF these as
much as my feeble abilities will allow.
Repentance. Let US imagine we see a
hardened sinner who every day, more and
more. violates the laws of God lie re-
solves over and over again that he will not
obev the commandments laid down in the
Holy Book. But at last it pleases the
, Lord to bring him to His feet. He re-
nents in sorrow--he looks back on his
past life-he prays to the Lord for forgive
ness-he lifts his bleeding heart and tear
full ewes to the throne of mercy--he knows
that Jesus died to save sinners-he knows
that God in His infinite mercy gave Ills
only begotten Son to come here on earth
TO suffer and die upon the cross for him.
He repents. The once hardened sinner
repents. and feels that he is forgiven Lie
uoes on his way rejoicing with his friends,
{ who had prayed for him without ceaslns'
and who had almost given him up as
lost. He feels loosed of his burden like
Christian in the Pilgrims Progress when
{ he came to the foot of the cross. He ex-
claims, in the solemn words of Watts;
"Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer,
, Welcome to this heart of mine;
Lord, make a full surrender,
Every power and thought are thine
Thus he goes on doing all the good he
+. can.
At last his career in this world is ended