The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1867-01-11
Obituary.

DIED--At his residence, on Choat's
Creek, near Clegg's Wells, in this county,
at Il o'clock on the night of the 3lst ult.,
john L. BODENHAMER, son of Daniel and
Cynthia Bodenhamer and consort of Har-
Tiet A. Bodenhamer.
The subject of this memoir was born
Jan. Goth, 1888, and consequently had near
ly closed his 29th year, when the angel of
Death severed the cords of life, and his
spirit passed to that bourne from whence no
traveller returns.
Raised by pious parents, he was early
taught the way to the house Of COP, and
his footsteps directed in the paths of duty
and rectitude. When the tocsin of the late
war was sounded he espoused the cause of
his native South, and remained under the
friendly folds of her banner until the star of
Hope sank in gloom and despair. Was
wounded on the 22d of June, 1864 in that
fatal charge Of Browns Brigade, on the
left of the Kennesaw Mountain line, near
Marietta, Ga, and was never again able to
reioin his command until it had ''gone
glimmering through the dreams of things
that were" When the armies of the Con-
federacy were no more, he returned quietly
to his home, and engaged himself faithfully,
earnestly and energetically in rural pur-
suits. He continued striving to provide
| for his helpless family, and endeavoring to
recover his last fortunes, until seized by
that most fatal and worst of all diseases,
Consumption. He fingered long and suf-
fered intensely. For nearly twelve months
the sands of life gradually wasted away.
Several months before his death he became
a member of the "Christian Church, 81 in
which he lived consistent member, until
1 Of 81
sped its flight to the bright realms of eter-
nifty. Though deprived of listening to the
kind admontions of the pulpit orator, yet,
his Bible was his daily companion; and as
long as he had strength, he dwelt frequent
ly and at length upon the precious words
that fell frem the pen of the sacred writer's.
In the last stage Of his existence, when he
began to sink more rapidly, he had some
one to read 10 him, at intervals, fIom the
Book of God. Among his selections to be
read we've LIST Cor, XIV, 1--WE shall not all
Sleep" 80, death, where is thy sting? o,
grave, where is thy victory?" John, XIV,
''Let not your heart b. troubled" The
last that it was his pleasure to hear was the
23d Psalm: 1.-The Lord is my shepherd"
His greatest anxiety and coucern seemed to
be for his darling wife and hlle children.
His only regret in passing the JordOn of
Death was, that he must leave them to the
cold charities of a vain and selfish world
If they were well cared for, then with him
all would be well.
Peace to his Iemains. In the grave may
they quietly rest and sweetly sleep, until
the angel Gabriel, with one foot upon the
land and the other upon the sea, shall pro-
claim that Time shall be TO longer"
GLOW blest the righteous when he diesP'
How sweet to think that his spirit, plu
med with the wings of love and the stamp
of immortality, has swept the azure sky and
fitted its way home TO the bosom of the
/ GoD who gave it-that it has fed beyond
! the tomb. beyond the clouds, beyond the
/ flight of time, beyond the region of Death
/ to a world undimmed by sorrow and unhurt
! by time.
Friend after friend departs;
Who has not lost friend?
There is no union here of hearts,
That finds not here an end:
! Were this frail world our final rest.
Living or dying none were blest"
Thus star by star declines,
Till all are passed away;
A morning high and higher shines,
To pure and perfect day;
/ Nor sink those stars in empty night
Blu; hide themselves in Heavens own light. -
A FRIEED.