Loudon free press. (Loudon, Tenn.) 1852-1855, 1853-04-02

Died. March 23d 1853, at the residence ofhis
uncle, Maj. VIM. Brown, Of Loudon,) Mr.. DEN
MS H. WADDY, of pneumonia. He was born
October $780, in the town of Paris, Henry coun-
ty, Tenn. His father, DR.. W. K. Waddy, NOV
ed from Paris to Brownsport, Tenn, in 1888,
where he resided until 1910; then he moved
with his family to Post Oak Springs. Roane
county, from the latter place, he moved in the
winter of 1851 to Montpelier, Western District,
where he now resides. D. H. Waddy returned
to East Tennessee in April '52,where he engag-
ed as clerk in the store of W. J.. Hunter, at
Loudon, in which avocation he acted with all
the uprightness and skill that became a man of
his profession, with the utmost energy to pro-
mote the interest of his employer,
] cannot help being impressed with the deep
est Solemn!ty in endeaverlng to perform the last
sad tribute of respect to our beloved young
friend; for it seems no longer than yesterday
that ! called on him, while at his daily avoca-
tom he looked livelier and spoke with more an
imation and interest than had ever heard or
knew him. We converSed on various subjects,
some of which appeared to give new lustre to
his ewes, and flied his soul with cbeerfnlness.
Time rolled on in its usual manner. DAYS
passed need I say weeks! Yes three weeks
found him lifeleSs corpsel His heart that
beat with lively hopes of promising future had
beat its last! The form that was but few
days since in robust manhood is now wrapped
in the mantle of death, while its mortal part has
bid its last adeu to earth, and borne on the
swift wings of angels, to the portals Of bright
glory.
In his first illness, he, like many others, was
unprepared TO meet his impending fate-he had
never found pardon in the blood of the Lamb;
but sported on the verge of Eternity, like the
little child on the top of some huge precipice
Unconscious of its danger. But 'death makes
its appearance like thief in the night" with
little warning; and as the nipping frost plucks
the choicest flowers of the wood-men droop ard
fall, and are gone forever!
Some time previous to his death he called
his aunt to his bedside and asked her if there
was minister of the Gospel near at hand: on
being told that there was not, he observed one
of his neighbors would do. Il e Mr. Clark. Mr..
c.. was called in according to request, and knelt
by the bed of the afflicted, and offered supplica-
tons to throne of grace in his behalf; which
we verify believe proved effective.
A few days previous to his demise, some of
his friends visited him; at that time there was
faint hope of his recovery. One of his friends
stepped to his bedside; the afflicted caught him
by the hand and said, 'friend, what do you
think of my case?" The friend replied in bro
kcn-hearted tones, II hope Dennis, that you
will recover" Dennis said II want you to pray
for my recovery-will you promise?" His friend
answered yes! On being assured of the prayers
of his friend, he was filed with emotion, and
remained silent for some time, but pointed elo-
quently towards heaven, his hands waving to
give vent to his feelings; during this time pro-
found silence prevailed in the room; bat at
1or bo oDI -
time next and | want you to prepare to meet
the hour of death!p Shortly after this incident
he became so feeble his friends were deprived
the privilege of seoing him. We are informed
that some time previous to his death, he called
his aunt to his bedside and gave her clear man.
ifestations that when his mortality should cease
to be, that he would be with the Father in Par
adise.
Dennis was beloved by all who knew him.
mo one used his name only in prasing him."
The inhabitants of Loudon and vicinity were
yelled in sorrow on account of his death; and
many of the business houses were closed on the
day of his burial, while the busy hammer and
plain ceased their employ. A large concourse
of friends followed his last remains in solemn
procession to the tomb, to take their last fare
well of one they loved. He has left behind
many relatives and friends to deplore their loss.
"They need not grieve as those who have no
hope,-they can go to him but he cannot come
to them Dennis was kind as a son, affection
ate nephew, ever loviog as brother, and
an ardent friend and good associate. Thus
passed away all that was mortal of Dennis H.
Waddy, and he fell asleep in the arms of Jesus.
His spirit took its upward flight
To fairer worlds above;
In regions Of supreme delight,
To praise the God of love.
W ". B.