The Fairfield herald. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1849-1876, 1867-10-16
Tho Late Henry Timrod, Esq.

1 u
rod, Esqt, took place at four O'Clock
yesterday afternoon at Trinity Church
Columbia. The Chro 'iicl" pays the
following we'll mcritcl tribute to his
mcmory
Who will not hc panied to hear the
announcement OF the dcccasc of Har.
ry Tlmrod--hn whose name has be.
come ga household word" in every
home where rresidcs the deity OF love
intellect and Christianity2
For several weeks his health has
been declining, and recently II series
OF hcmorrhagcs confined him to his
room. Yesterday he hrcathed his
last, and i'll the prime of his manhood
and zenith of his fame, was gathered,
to his fathers.
The opened record of Henry Tim
rods life is a simple one-vcry unlike,
however, that of other men. lie
knew nothing of tho world. In
thought, n giant in act, hc was but a
child. Born in Charleston in 1880, for
thirty.scvcn years he live the life of a
poet mature denying him nothing
which belongs to the poets birthright,
and giving him in death tho open
scroll, on which was written his re-
ward eternal.
The father Of Henry Timrod was
Likewise poet Of no ordinary sweet
hess, and when the mantle fell upon
son, the "living fire" grew brighter,
until it btcamc fixed and brilliant
star in our Southern armament.
In the school, at tho university, as
an editor of daily journal, and amid
the busy haunts oJ men, he lived, as it
were, by himself--nm nmong the crca-
tions Of his own far-scarching mind,
and in sympathy with the conscious
ness Of its unseen powers. His whole
life had flowed from mysterious urn
"a sacred stroam, in whose calm
depth the beautiful and pure alone
were mirrorod-aud when the end
game: he returned to tho nature he
loved and the God he worshippod,
with tho calm, sweet, prophetic Ger
tainty in his soul that Uouvon was
near, and Immortality about to be-
gin.
The secret Of his success as a poet
was his love for nature, and the rare
genius he possessed in portraying that
love III language which stirred the
heart, lie loved Gods creation.
whether in the heavens above or the
earth bcncath--hc loved music, sculp-
turc, painting, all things pure, or
grand, or beautiful "the setting sun,
lake among the mountains, the
light of an ingenious countcnanec,
and, what transccnds them all, noble
action
Nothing unworthy ever camc from
Mr. Timrods pen. Years ago, vol
umc of his poems was published but
since then, his fugitive pieces have not
averaged more than three. or four in n
year. Who does not remember The
thrilling lines with which he was wont
to stir the feelings Of our people dur
ing the war - bis "Charlcston, ;"
"Chriatmas," "Cry TO Arms" and
"Caroiina ~ We have seen audicn-
ces at their recital rise 70 thoir feet
and send up cheer on cheer. these
poems arc destined to live in The Eng
lisi. language, ard with them their
gifted author.
" may not have appreciated him
While livins--gcnius seldom enjoys its
reward in The 'lesh. But the time is
now near when The name of Timrod
will illustrate in literature tie fame
which South Carolina has derived from
others Of her sons in the forum and
upon The field.
Mr.. Timrod could not be poet
without being Christian, and as such
he diod. lio clung to life and those
| he loved with wonderful tonacity vet
his faith was firm, and he faltcrcd not
os the dying ho'r approached. Some
| one remarked while lie was suffering,
"Well, Harry, You will soon be 1T
rcot.' "Ah. yea," was the saasaply, "but
foro IS stronger Man rest" a little ia-
Ter 10 found both.
hnTLGss SlMpLICITY.-One OF tho
sweetest incidents which we have MOTTO
! ed Cor many G. day--anl ono which