The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-04-14
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Written for the friends of EDWIN r. SHEPARD,
member ofthe first Wis. Cav, who died in Hospital
Nashville Tenn, March 25th, 1864.
He had been HON a number of weeks, engaged in
recruiting service and was returning to his regiment
when sickness obliged him to stop at Nashville. HI
wrote to his friends not to be troubled about him for
he in few days he should be quite WE'LL close
upon this followed another letter written in strange
hand, enclosing lock of hair and ''ded last night
told the sad truth that fell with crushing weight
the hearts OF those who loved him.
Naught disturb his perfect rest,
The words we speak, the tear we shed,
Can wake the silent dead,
Can never warm the marble breast
Yet human love so deep, strong,
When called to giveits idols up,
VIII murmer DER the bghting cup,
And taste the bitter waters long.
We look TO God, and own It's right
That we should suffer all his will !;
And yet the wound is bleeding still,
s till earth is clothed in darkest night
No more his loving voice We IL hear,
His ready hand no more will press,
Nor mark the gentle tenderness,
tn at over made his life dear.
The life which our own lives leant
And fondly deemed their stay sGcure
But oh. the fatal blow was sure,
And keenly, keenly is it felt.
Fond sister-calls bring no reply,
brothers tears are all in vain;
The mother neer shall clasp again.
Her boy, this side the home on high.
Wen wait and watch, he will not come
No more well count the timr away,
So much the shorter day by day,
Till we shall see our Edwin home.
Could we have fingered near his bed,
And watched him while death lowered by;
Could we have only seen him die,
Or even looked upon him, dead
II would not seem SO like dream
long dark dream of weary woe
So dark he chilling shadows grow,
We cannot see the morning heam
Well watch and wait, he will not COME
Our hearts never rejoice,
To greet tho well-known step and voice,
Or bid our loved one welcome home.
But in its home, his spirit blelt,
Will ever wait and watch for ;
Then why repine, why mourn we thus,
When he is safe in heaven at rest!
Take our broken lives 0 God
And make them all at last complete
Help to feel Thy chast'ning sweet
To humbly kiss the shifting rod,
III this city, March 26th, 1864 FRANK PIERCE. aged
81 years, / month and Is days.
The deceased having been afflicted with rheuma
tism in early youth, was cripple for many years
OF pleasant disposition, and being very patient an
cheerful in spite of his intense sufferngs, he en-
deared himself to those who we've associated with hin
in daily life While removing loaded gun from bo al
not loading it, has been previously stated, it expo
ded lodging the whole of the contents in his body
He lived several hours in great agOn " which be endea
Ored to endure patiently, for the sake of the mothe
who watched him. and last he relieved from
pain forever more.
Time with hims forever ended,
And his earthly mission dsne,
Upward he his way has wended.
While friends mourn that he is gone.
Asyou never he re will gr est him,
Patiently pursue your way,
Hoping after death, to meet him.
In the light of endless day.
In this city, the 9Th inst in the hope ola bless
cd immortality, Mrs. Lucy u. YULE. wife of Mr. J.
Yule, in the 31st year OF her age.
The deceased endured long and wasting sickness
with highly exemplary patience and forttads;sand
looked forward TO the day of her deliveTanee, with
calm submission to the Divine dispensation. Hel
trust not in any righteousness OF her own; but il
Him who is "the resurrection and the life She die
regretted, she lived beloved, by large and sfoe
honate circle of relatives and friends.
"The righteous hath hope in his death-''