Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1857-02-26
Our Strap Book.
Death of Queen Mary;
WIFE OF WILLIAM III.


Al length the Infection Tthe small pox }
spread to. the palace, and reached the
young and blooming queen. She received
the lntmation of her daughter with true
greatness of soul. She gave orders that
every lady of her bed chamber. every
maid OF honorary, every mental servant
who had not had the smallpox, should iu-
stantly leave Kensington House. She
locked herself up during short time in
her closet, burned some papers, arranged
others and then calmly awaited her fate.
During two or three days there we're
many alterations Of hope and fear. The
physicians contradicted each other. and
themselves in a way which sufficiently In
dlcates the state of medical science in that
age. The disease was measles; it was
scarlet fever, it was spotted fever; it was
eryslpelas. AT one moment some symp-
toms which in truth showed that the case
was hopeless, were hailed as indications
returning health. AT length all doubt
was over, Radcliffe's opinions proved to
be right. 1t was plain that the queen was
sinking under small pox of the most ma
lignant type.
All this time William remained night
and day by her bedside. The little couch
on which he slept when he was in camp.
was spread for him in the antechamber
but he scarcely lay down On it. The
sight OF his misery, the Dutch envoy wrote
was enough to melt the hardest heart
Nothing seemed to be left. of the man
whose serene fortitude had been the won
der OF old soldiers on the disastrous DAYS
of Landen, and of old sailors on that fear
sful night among the sheets Of ice and
banks of sand on the coast Of George
| The very domestics saw the tears running
unchecked down that face, of which the
stern cornposure had seldom been disturb
ed by any triumph or defeat. Several Of
the prelateS were in attendance. The
king drew Burnett aside and gave way to
an agony of grief. There is no hope
he cried. { 1 was the happiest man on
earth, and am the most miserable She
had no fault, none; you know her well
but you could not know, nobody but my
self could know, her goodness"
Tension undertook to tell her that she
was dying. He was afraid that such &
communication, abruptly made, might ag
itate her violently, and begun with mucf
management. But she soon caught hi;
meaning, and with that gentle, womanly
1 courage which so often puts our bravery
to shame, submitted herself to the will O
God. She called for a small cabinet il
which her most important papers were
locked up gave orders that as soon al
she was no more it should be delivered f.
the king and then dismissed worldly care
from her mind. She received the euchar
list, and repeated her part of the office
with her unimpared memory and intelli
gence, though in feeble voice. She oh
served that Tennison had been long stand
ing sweating at her bedside, and, will
that courtesy which was habitual to her
faltered out her commands that he woulC
sit down, and repeated them till he obeyed
After she had received the sacrament
she sank rapidly, and only uttered few
broken words. Twice she tried to max,
a last farewell of him whom she loved Sc
truly and entirely, but she was unable t.
speak. He had succession of fits s.
alarming that his privy councillors, who
were assembled in neighboring room
were apprchensive for his reason and hi
life. The Duke Of Leeds, at the reques
: OF his colleagues, ventured to assume tht
friendly guardianship Of which minds de
ranged by sorrow stand in need A few
! minutes before the queen expired, Viii
liam was removed almost insensible, from
the sick room .Nacduley. b