The day book. [volume] (Norfolk, Va.) 1857-1867, 1866-01-19

cal sun, be would have but dare not initiate.
The callous recklessness of human life that
marked and stigmatized the rigor of Rich
ard, and left upon England's historic page the
foullest blot that ever darkened the annals of
any country. Buffers sordid nature prompt
ed him to initiate, but the sober teachings of
an acute mind, and the instructive perception
and intuitve dread o. coming evil that al
WAYS cling to a coward nature, told him but
too plainly that punishment would sooner or
later overtake him in his mad career Of I'M
briddled infamy. The cruelties of Nero, the
wickedness of Caligula, the blood-thirsty in
stincts of a Demon, marked the outline of
this his mean and detested nature, but he
lacked that boldness- which carried Cataline
before the frowning faces and insulted dignity
of Roman Senate, to bring into full play all
the slumbering vices of his dark and unpara-
elled nature. This is the man whose remorse-
less tyranny darkened this shore for awhile
but forbear and will no longer throw away
your time and space by further allusion to
his british instincts. Disowned and discard
ed by his own Government he has i2nomin-
iously and ingloriously closed his career to
seek cengenial home amid the contaminated
meanness of New England's climate. History
will do him justice, and consign his name to
eternal infamy. Conscience will haunt his
latest steps, and visions of perdition's fires
torture his dying hours.
Your city papers have feelingly announced
the death of our late esteemed fellow county
man, DR.. j. J. Sinkins; and it only remains
for me, who sustained toward him a nearer
and dearer tie than that of intimate friend
ship, to pay passing tribute to the memory
of the dead. DR. Simkins was remarkable
| Ill
ed in his bosom all of the nobler impulses of
generous soul. He never in all his life
cherished an unkind thought or spoke a cruel
word of any one, and malice was as foreign to
his nature as sin to an angels. Suffering never
sent out its plaintive voice to WOO assistance
that his noble heart did not respond warmly
and cheerfully to its sadening echo
In all bis business transactions, he sustained
an unsullied reputation for honesty and in
tegrity, and never, through all the trials and
natural purity of his warm and generous
heart. In the darkened chamber of suffering
around the lonely couch of disease-he was
the untiring physician. AS father, husband
brother or friend, he was gentle, generous and
affectionate. He was gifted with mental at
tainments of no ordinary degree,-and retain
ed his reason to the last, remarking in his
death struggles, as the clammy sweat gathered
upon his pale brow, and each faint passing
breath would seem to number the fast heeting
moments of his life, that " the body might
die, but the soul was immortal" He passed
away at 81 o'clock on Thursday night, Janu-
airy 4th, and expired almost without per-
ceptible struggle. The grave does not nclose
within its narrow confines a nobler, purer
soul, and none will shine brighter than his in
the robes of Immortality within the Gates of
| Endless Paradise. None will receive more
cordial welcome when the Guardian Angel
bids him enter Heavens golden portals, to
drink of the pure water of life from an OVER
| flowing Fountain of Eternal Bliss. Mental
| anguish or bodily pain will no more torture
tnat n'.tsre. which on earth never yielded but
10 nope lmPHlse. and which in Heaven
the shield of Gods almgAey arm will render
invulnerable to sorrows poisoned lafts
He has gone from us forever-we have fol-
lowed with solemn tread his en-cofined re-
mains to the grave; we have seen the cold sod
close over his inanimate form, and have heard
its dull sound upon the coffin lid and we now
pause to drop the tribute of tear over the
memory of the dead Wife, daughters, sis
tiers, brother, weep not for the departed. God
has taken him away from you to inhabit a
world not made by hands eternal in the
J Heavens" He has gone before you,-now
wears the crown of eternal glory, treads the
golden streets Of the New Jerusalem, and on
me right hand of his Maker stands among the
"just made perfect" In his death the grave
could claim no victory, unless Ger the stricken
hearts he left behind and while we mourn
his loss, let MS take up the burden of the re-
signed Christians song, and with gratitude to
Him, remembering that in His most impene-
rable mysteries are sometimes folded the
greatest good and happiness.
Say "Thy will, Lord, not ours be done"
Peace to his ashes, perpetuity to his
memory, Immortality to his soul.
| SANFORD.
General Assembly of Virginia