The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1860-12-05

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The new vclune sof Psft6nss ..Life Of
Anfla9 9ssksoR his lbs following 40,
count ol't6e dsatk Sf Its ! C aensrsis wife:
On Monday evening, the evening before
the t~enty,third, her disease appeared to
take decided turn for the better; end she
then so earnestly entreated the General to
prepare for the fatigues of the morrow by
having night of undisturbed sleep. that he
consented at last to go into an adjoining
room and lie down upon sofa. The doc.
tor was still in the house. Hannah and
George were to st up with their mistress.
At O'Clock, the General bads her good
night, went into the next room, and took off
his coat, preparatory to lying down. He
had been gone about five minutes; Mrs.
Jackson was then, for the first time, remov-
ed from her bed that it might be arranged
for the night. While sitting in chair. sup.
ported in the arms OF Hannah, che uttered q
long, loud, inarticuIats cry; which was i'm.
medlsteIy followed by ratting noise 10
the throat. Her head fell forward upon
Hannah's shoulder. She never spoke nor
breathed again.
There was a wild rush into the room, Of
husband doctor, relatives. friends. and ser.
wants. The General assisted to lay her on
the bed. "Bleed her!" he cried NJ blood
flowed from her arm. "Try the temple,
DOCTOR" Two drops stained her cap, but
no more followed.
1t wss long before he would believe her
dead. He looked eagerly into her face, as
il still expecting to see signs of returning
life. Her hands and feet grew cold. There
could be no doubt then, and they prepared q
table for laying her out. With chokin g
voice, the General sad "Spread four blan.
kets upon it, II she does come to, she will
lie so hard upon the table,"
He sat all night long in the room by he,
side, grieVing, said Hannah, and occasion IA ia
looking into the face and feeling the hear
and pulse OF the form so dear to him. Maj
Lewis. who had been Immediately sent for
arrived just before daylight, and found hin
still there, nearly speechless and who'll!
inconsolable. He sat in the room nearl,
all the next day, the picture Of despair. II
was only with great difficulty that he wal
persuaded to take li,le coffee.
"And this is the way" concluded Hunnah
"that old mistus died; and we always sal
that when we lost her we lost mistus ont
a mother too; and more a mother than
mstus. And we said the same of old mas
ter; for he was more father to US than
master, and many's the time we've wished
him back again to help US out of our Iittl
troubles"
This remains Of Mrs. Jackson still lie il
the corner Of the Hermitage garden, mex
those OF her husband, in tomb prepared b.
him in those years for their reception.
resembles, in appearance, an open summe
house-a small white dome, supported b
pillars OF white marble. The tablet thu
covers the remains Of Ms. Jackson, read
as follows:
"Here lie the remains of Mrs. Rach,
Jackson, wife OF President Jackson, wi
} died on the 22d of December, 1888, aged {
years. Her face was fair. her person pie.
q ing, her temper amiable, her heart kind; 81
h delighted in relieving the wants Of her fe
low creatures. and cultivated that divil
. pleasure by the most liberal and unpreten
= ing methods; to the poor, she was a ben
factor; to the rich, an example; to Il
wretched, comforter; to the prosperou
:, an ornament; her piety went hand in har
with her benev olence, and she thanked HI
Creator fo. being permitted to do good.
. being so gentle and so virtuous, slande
might wonnd, but could not dshonor. Eve
! death, when he tore her from the arms
her husband, could but transport her to Ii
bosom of her God"