The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1870-06-16
Dea,n of Charles Dickens.

The foremost name in the literary ot
our age must now be enrolled in the list
of those whom the world will not willing
ly let die Charles Dickens, for so many
years contemporary, has taken hls place
among the authors of the past. For more
than quarter Of a century niche in lhe
temple of fame has been awaiting him ; in
fact. his writings insured him immortall-
tv before he bad attained his thirtieth year
Notwiths: his almost unprecedented
success as an author early in life, he con-
iinued to work hard and steadily, year
after year, and Death found him issuing
a new work from the press.
His admirers and readers-and they are
to be found in every quarter of the globe
will be panied by the sudJenness OF his
death throughout this country, where
the name of Dickens has long ago passed
into household word, his unexpected de-
mise will form the sad theme of conver-
sation for days TO come. Few authors III
their lifetime ever commanded SO large a
number of readers as Charles Dickens, and
fewer still were SO personally loved by
them \ sincere and honest man, foItu-
nate iB the possession OF genial tempera~
ment, he bad the rare faculty of projecting
his loveable qualities through all his
books. He is the ennobler Of all that is
good. pure and true; the advocate of all
that tends to ameliorate the suffcrings of
our fellow beings the champion of the
oppressed and lowly; the enemy of al!
that is bad and wrong the uncumproInIs
ing foe of cant and hypocracy ; the iconO-
rlast of systems devoid of human sympa-
thy. Famous as an entertainer, dear to
the world as a teacher, be was also a re
former lie did much toward aboishing
ancient evils in his own land, and pleaded
earnestly, elcquentiy and effectively in
behalf, Of right throughout the world.
No humurist, in our own or any other
tongue, has left behind him so pure q lit
erary record as he whose loss we mourn
to-day While we deplore bis sudden
death, il is a rare consolation to know
that, had lie been allowed months wherein
to prepare for the coming of The fell de-
stroyer, he would not have d sired to blot
line from his vuluminous writings. This
is the highest need of praise that can be
accorded 10 the ilustrious deceased and
for this reason his wUIk ) will be cherished
when these of other wits will have sunk
into oblivion 1t Is hard 10 realize that
the voice of the most delightful and pow
erful teacher Of our day is stilled in death
that bis thck-coming fancies will give
this world no mole pictures of the age,
its customs and lis ioi5les. Yet such IS
the melancholy truth Charles Dickens Is
dead.
These are sad words to write. Eyes
that never saw him WHO so gloTiously
bore the name, will fill with fears when
they come to read them. All the busy
world will snatch few moments, or even
hours time, TO mourn for Charles Dick
ems, for in his death was lost TO earth one
Of the rarest intellects that ever graced it.
Though gone hom among men, his
works viii exercise great and good in
fluence upon them for centuries 10 come.
We have lost the individual, but the pro-
ducts of his many-sided mind and honest
heart will remain TO us and to our posteT~
iiy.- Phil Inquirer.