St. Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1845-1863, 1853-01-27

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smiled and thanked them. adding, " Now
give me my pen, and leave me for liz.
tie 10 myself" His Daughter put The pen
into his hand, and no stross to close his
6ngers upos it, but The work Of those in-
gers was finished they refused their of-
nee the pen fell from the hand thas
could no longer WELD it, and dropped
upon The paper. He sank back in his
chair. and out, from under those thick
gray bro~s, the big tears Swellsd and
rolled fast and heavy down his cheeks.
lie moiioned 10 be taken back into the
| garden, and, when there, druppsd asleep.
When he awoke, Laidlaw remarked 10
! Loekhar., " Sir Walter hss had q little
repose." The poet looked up; again the
tears gushed from his eyes, and he said,
NO Willie! no vepose for Sir Walter
bu. the grave - Then q little after,
- Friends. den, 10, me expose myself;
get me TO bed. That's the only place
now"
| He never lsh his room again. For q
few days hs was able to 81: up for an
hour or Two al noon; and then that passed; |;
and he lay still upon The pillo~s. Then
followed some days Of painful irritation,
and forgs,fulness Of friends. Only once
q wsll.known voice aroused him, and ne
said, " Isn't that Kate Humeg But the
hsur was q, hand when "ihe gsldsn bswl
raus, be broken" lie gradually declined
aud his mind wandered back toan earlier
s-songss dsy. Ess ."ss'snss no seemed ID
minis,ering justice as shsritf'; sometimes
giving directions about his trees, and once
or s~ics his fancy wss at Jsdburg. and
! "Burk Sir Walter" came sadly from
7 his lips.
Generally HE mut,srings were holy
words; words from The Bible or ,hs
Payer-bOok psalms in the old Scottish
version, or bits Of the magnificent Ca,ho.
lie hymns. Ohsnesl Of oil, the watchers
heard the solemn cadence Of the Dice irs
and las, Of ell came frsm those fadins
lips ,hsss lines:- g.
Sfabat Mater. deiesesa.
Juxts erueen laerywesa,
Dunn Psndsbat Filius.
| Broken hearted. lone and tearlut.
| By that eFees Of anguish fearful.
stood the Mother by her Cen.
Often no blessed his children and Sads
them farewell, and 90 fingered on Sn,i
Monday, The l7ihaf September, when th.
eye grew clear aid the calm sense 70
turned for the solemn adieus TO earth.
When Lockhay. was called from hi,
bed to attend him, hs said. +" Loekhart.
may have bu, q minute io speak 10 you
Ny dear, bs . good man be virtuous, b
religious. be q good man. Nothing sls.
will give any comfort when you eoms q
lie here" He paused, and his son- -ls~
inquired il he would see his daughters
"No, dom, disturb ihem," be replied
Poor souls, / know they we're up al
night God bless you oil r.
He never spoke again scarce showe,
any signs ofconsciousnsss, hu: graduali,
passed away. His%sons arrived on IN,
18th, bu, TOO late 10 Be recognised, a6s
SO they kept their n,ournfu Atch unti
the noonday Of the slss. Tbsn slowly
gentle as the seiting ofa calm sun, with
out pain or sense Of suffering, hs brsaths
J bis soul impercepiibly away.
At hslEpast one :" the silver cord va
; loosed 5" the mirror. held before his lipa
J was taken back ualarnished; and On
} warm sun shone though the open win
dows and Q soft auiumnai breeze ius
sighed amid the ioliaee Of Abbolsiord, An
the ripple Of ths Tweed ross with dist,
} ness TO the ears Of the moursers. % the
} knel around :he couch, and Walter boa
: down over the body Of his father IN
! tiss5 asd closed his eyes.