Lynchburg daily Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1852-1861, 1854-06-30
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None named thee but to praise
Died. in baltimore city, Md, on the 25th inst,
after lingering illness, of consumption, JOSEPH
J. TREAKLE, in the 3ith year of his age.
About two wears since. the suhieet OF this no
tee wa, attacked with hemorrhage Of the lungs,
and gradually wasted away till Sunday last, when
his soul gently winged it, flight 10 TINT God who
rave il: for he had ''ehosen that good part which
shall not be taken away from him." But snort
time since | stood beside his couch, and rs be
held his once manly and agile frame. then pale
and emaeiated by disease, recoleehons OF his
many ucts Of love and kindness to me rushed
thick and fast upon me and silent tear coursed
down my cheek. Observing which, he exclaimed
with emphasis, Don't ,eeep for me-doRf ~eeP;
lam not afraid 10 die. Thank God, rhea II
pieGses Him to cali me, am reodyt' He also
uttered many other assurances that his peace was
made with his Creator, and that he only awaited
the summons that should call him hence; and
when ut length il came, calmly as the evening
sun declines beneath the western horizon his
spirit fed, as he gently whispered "AH is teeiil
i'll is wehi -
Thus has pissed away one, who as a son, was
ever kind and afiec.ionate, and Il brother was
tender and loving His departure from life has
thrown an almost overwhelming load of grief on
the heart of his tender aud Il sed widowed mother,
and brother and sister. They loved him al
most to devotion. and his death was like tearing
the chords of their hearts asunder. But through
the darkness of their sorrow and grief the sweet
rays Of consolation are beaming for the darling
object of their love, they have The satisfaction to
know, has left behind him the full assurance of II
bliSsful immortality that he vas loved and es-
eemed by all who knew him; that he will ever be,
by his friends and aequantance-of whom he had
a large circle cherished first among those pie
lures that hang side-wise on Memory's wall and
that flowers, planted by the hands of affection,
will bloom III sweetness over his grave.
You, sorrowful and feeble mother-though you
could not be with your child to watch the slow
progress of the dread consumer, and minister to
his wants--to hold the almost pulseless hand, and
battle his throbbng head-to note the fond gaze
of the fading eye, and join with nim in earnest
prayer-though this not your privilege, you
have the sweet consolation of knowing he is
safe in ''house not made with hands, eternal in
the heavens" whence none who are worthy are
excluded- where you can meet your chid,neyer
again to taste the bitter cup of separation.
Earth-born power is flick, ring shadow and
fleeing as the wind, and cannot extend beyond
the grave. Let the knowledge of this, then, give
ease to your aching heart, and trust alone III
Hin who is mighty to save.
Fond mother-aifectionat sister-devoted and
loving brother-mournful relations and friends
though he whom you So much loved and idolized
has been by death snatched away-though his
once buoyant and manly frame now lies beneath
the cold sod-though the clouds of aiiicton are
dark around you-he yet comforted; for the dis
pensations of an all wise Providence are for the
welfare of His children. 1t was, doubtless, best
for your darling relative to leave you; it has
loosened yonr hold on life, and, perhaps, rescued
him from the endurance of many sorrows and
troubles here