Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1854-11-18
Death of Andrew Collins.

Death is still busy in this vicinity, and anoth
| er good man has gone. In our last, the melan
choly duty devolved upon us Of announcing thu
deaths of Col V. P Winder, and DR.. Thos. Il
Young, two of the most prominent citizens O
our neighboring parish, Terrebonne. We art
now called upon to chronicle the demise o
ANDREW COLLINS, who died of yellow fever a
his residence. "China Grove" in this parish
yesterday, Friday, the 18th inst, at 6 o'clock
A., NJ. Truly may it be said, that Sin the
midst of life we are in death" Up to Monday
evening last Mr.. Collins was in the enjoyment
of the best of health, and gave tokens Of being
spared to his numerous family for an indefinite
period in the future. But how frail is every
thing human; and how certain is death! He
now sleeps the long sleep of death, and his
bereaved family and friends mingle their tears
in common, at the sad announcement of his exit
to better world.
Mr.. Collins was native of Newport, Rhode
Island, but emigrated at an early age to this
Parish, which has continued to be his home
for near thirty years. and where by industry
strict attention to business, and frugality he
has amassed competency that has placed his
family far removed from the portals of want
Asa citizen he occupied the very highest posi-
ton in the social circles Of private life, whilst
his urbanity of manners, and unwavering pune
tuality in all his business relations with the
world at large, had secured him the love, if not
the alteration OF all those with whom he had
dealings. AS husband he was ever devoted
and kind as parent, doting and afectionate
as friend, true and steadfast. If faults he had,
they were beyond human ken; but his virtues
were many, and apparent to all. The loss Of
such man may be regarded as public calam-
ity. He will long remain fresh in the momory
of his numerous friends, for his many sterling
qualities and strict integrity.
Far removed from the home of his birth, and
the sepulehres of those who watched over his
youth with parental care and solicitude, now
repose the remains Of this truly good man. But
he rests not among strangers; nor were the last
solemn rites due to the dead performed bydha
holy man of God without having left lasting
impressions on the minds of that imposing COR
tege which accompanied him to that final rest
ing place for al that is earthly-the City Of the
Dead The agonizing grief Of her who has
long been his companion, and the chosen part
ner of his bosom in the rugged journey of life
the mournful lamentations Of large family of
dutiful and devoted children, were poignant in
deed, and beggar description, deeply portraying
how deyotedly he was loved; whilst the insup-
pressible tears that coursed down the cheeks of
the eongregated multitude, but too clearly man
ifested the sympathy of those far removed from
him by ties of consanguinity. His memory will
long be reyered by those who knew him well,
and knew him best. f-a
We do not offer the foregoing as an obituary,
but merely as a brief and imperfect memorial of
one whose character we have ever yenerated
Time must be permitted to assuage the wounds
of grief, before he who loved him more and
knew him best, can attempt his epitaph.